A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

No matter which development was made, Duanmu Ye found it difficult to accept for a moment. After all, he was still serving as the successor of socialism in China the moment before, and at this moment a young girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked him if he was her master.

Haha, I must have been staying up too late and had hallucinations.

How could the wife in my game account possibly appear in real life?

"Well, that, I just dealt with two disobedient dogs, so... no, it's okay to just leave me alone... and then use me like a beast of burden when the time is right... hehe, hehe..."

The girl's voice rang in his ears. She was so petite that even when she sat on the ground she wasn't much taller than him. It seemed that she couldn't hide her self-abandonment from the inside out.

Are you kidding me? Do cosplay characters and voices have to be this accurate? Aren’t cosplayers really that dedicated these days?

Duanmu Ye's expression was a little complicated. There was no doubt that the scene happening before his eyes was a reality that could not be more real. But while he struggled to get up, wondering when his body became so weak, he still looked at the girl who was actually only slightly taller than his waist.

"You're Van Gogh, right?"

The shy girl trembled for a moment as if struck by lightning, then nodded in agreement, and then shook her head after more than ten seconds.

"My real name must be kept secret... Although I'm happy to be called by my name by the Master,... but there are still some risks..."

The girl named Van Gogh spoke intermittently, and although her voice became as soft as a mosquito several times due to lack of confidence, Duanmu Ye, who heard it clearly for some reason, turned pale instantly.

thump thump——

A sudden appearance of a girl, a ritual that must be kept secret, Japan, the Master...

Are these the Holy Grail Wars?

I'm fighting in the Holy Grail War, is that true?!

The feeling of weakness in his body made Duanmu Ye take several steps back before he staggered to his feet. When he held his forehead and raised his eyes, he saw Van Gogh with a worried look on his face, not knowing whether he should go forward or not, and he felt something was wrong.

Something is wrong, nine out of ten things are wrong!

"Let's talk inside first."

After making this invitation, quickly pick up the scattered host fragments on the ground.

Duanmu Ye ran up to the room on the second floor like a flash, and the next moment he saw the display that was still flashing and loading content even though it had no power and no host.

I'm so stupid, really...

I should have known that a game like "Black Grail: Old Days" that copied the old version of Nintendo from more than a decade ago and the Cthulhu Mythos couldn't be a good one. The first thing I thought of was to delete it and put it into other games. I didn't even run an antivirus and just ignored it on the computer.

Whether it was through time travel or being involved in the Holy Grail War, he was clearly just an ordinary person, yet he summoned Van Gogh, an ultimate life form that combined one goddess and three old things...

Is he a very bad person?

"M, Master...are you disappointed that you summoned Van Gogh?"

When I was about to cry but had no tears, Van Gogh's voice rang in my ears.

Looking up at the girl behind him who was also at a loss, Duanmu Ye wiped the saliva from the corner of his eyes and shook his head.

"No, Van Gogh, people always find excuses for their own inability, but I am different. I am truly flying."

That's right, apart from the four years he spent as a senior in civil engineering and one year doing surveying, Duanmu Ye, who spent most of his time staying at home finishing his manuscripts, is an ordinary person.

There is no need to say much about how miserable ordinary people are in the Fate and Type-Moon worldview. To put it simply, they are randomly used as food for servants and die on the spot. The better ones will have their lifespans shortened by a dozen or even dozens of years inexplicably.

"No, no way... Maybe there are still things that haven't been discovered in places that the Master can't see..."

Van Gogh's attempts at comforting people made Duanmu Ye even more tearful, but as an adult, he adjusted his attitude and sat back in his chair.

Looking at the girl standing at the door, trapped in the shadows, Duanmu Ye spoke with a headache.

"Rather than that, let me confirm. You manifested as Berserker, and then appeared before me as a Servant in order to grant a certain wish, right?"

The girl listened attentively, but soon she shook her head.

"It's not Ber...Berserker, it's Foreigner...As for the wish...not yet..."

Duanmu Ye:?

Foreigner?

Isn't that right, buddy? Isn't this the Holy Grail War class? What Holy Grail War is this? Is this still Fuyuki? The Outer Gods are at our doorstep, and the Restraint won't intervene?

Duanmu Ye forced a smile but said nothing, only speaking again after receiving such an answer.

"Since it's an additional class, it must have extraordinary strengths. Its unique skills and abilities are even more astonishing. It would be easy for it to deal with those regular servants, right?"

Under such praise, Van Gogh's face gradually revealed an unconcealable silly smile, and he rejected it while twisting his body.

"Actually, it's not that great... After all, I'm just a stay-at-home painter. If I have enough time, I can definitely sell my paintings to Master for a good price..."

"So, you're actually weak, right?"

Words are like a sharp sword, piercing through the fig leaf that is not hidden too deliberately.

Since ancient times, lies have been hypocritical, and only the truth is the most hurtful.

Van Gogh, slumped on the ground, fell into incomparable self-blame, and reported his information in a dull voice that was completely inaudible unless you listened carefully.

"Real name: Van Gogh, height: 140cm, weight: 39kg, strength: E, durability: B, agility: C, magic: A, luck: D..."

"What a miserable statistic! With such high magic power, are you planning to summon something?" Duanmu Ye held his forehead with his hand, a headache aching as he continued to ask, "What about the skills and Noble Phantasms?"

"Hmm... His skills are [Imaginary Art B+], [Mio-Spirit of the Soul EX], and his Noble Phantasms [Starry Night EX] and [Yellow House A+]... Well, what do you think? Actually, Van Gogh is pretty amazing too!"

After saying that, the thin girl raised her arms, which were so thin that they were almost bony, and revealed a relatively miserable smile.

Duanmu Ye did not say a word. He had already confirmed that the Van Gogh in front of him was indeed a "prop" sewn by the Outer God. If he asked her to participate in the ceremony and then gradually become crazy, it would obviously devour him as the master in the end.

Ah...isn't this the end?

Isn't it all over, both in life and in ritual?

However, at the same time, the display screen that had been loading a snowflake image changed slightly, and lines of text and the photo on the right attracted Duanmu Ye's attention.

The first thing that comes to mind is the inherent skills that appear word by word in personal information.

“The Faceless Walker…?

Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling...?"

Water, Wind, and Flower: Chapter 4: Oh no, I became a Servant!

Even without power and the host, the monitor was still running and looked like a product from another world. But Duanmu Ye soon discovered that Van Gogh seemed unable to see the content displayed on the computer. In her eyes, there was only a black screen shell.

After a brief contemplation and accepting the fact that he would not be able to return home unless he tried to clear the Holy Grail War, Duanmu Ye returned his gaze to the computer screen.

Both the game and the software were stored in the background as before, but now they were completely blocked by a window that could not be closed, and I could only press the Enter key helplessly.

Immediately, the words that Carton wrote after the ellipsis appeared before his eyes one by one, but Duanmu Ye's expression became more and more desperate.

Registered character: Duanmu Ye

Sex: Male

Race: human

Occupation: Author

Attributes: Strength (65), Constitution (65), Size (65), Agility (55), Intelligence (70), Appearance (91), Education (71)

Derived Attributes: Intelligence (89), Willpower (90), Luck (60)

Inherent skills:

Faceless Walker: D——EX

It seems that somewhere, it is possible to integrate the collected intelligence and content, make it into a coat, and give the character wearing the coat the ability to change his identity and master slightly weakened abilities.

Yellow House: EX

Born out of someone's expectation, with a vision of a better future and the blossoming of life's talents, this skill grants friends both spiritual and physical protection. However, each time this skill is triggered, the "sanity" and "form" will change due to the accumulation of curses, until they fall into irreversible madness.

Tentacles of This World's Evil: D——EX

You, who appear here for some reason, embrace the greatest evil in this world. Even if you are an ignorant person, the tentacles that continue to extend from your body will affect the events you trigger and evoke the "evil" in the hearts of others.

Skills:

Water Priest: C

Appearing in the form of a Caster, it can control the actions of some aquatic creatures. While possessing a bonus in surface combat, it can also give imperceptible hints to hostile targets.

The target of the suggestion will fall into a dream when falling asleep. Beings with weak minds or whose hearts have been breached will be affected by the dream and lose all ability to act and think (it has little effect on beings with magical powers).

The Nobleman of the Wind: B

Suitable for all classes, it can create a wind field to avoid attacks from thrown weapons. When necessary, it can control the wind and introduce its body into it. It is similar to a variant of [Ride] [Breath Concealment] and can be used on weapons.

Mars Flower: C

The pollen released actively or passively is like a kind of "illusion". When it accumulates to a certain level, it will produce a hallucinogenic effect, and will dominate the existence that is unable to extricate itself from it, turning it into your slave.

Leaving aside the troublesome "Faceless Walker", just from the following skills, Duanmu Ye could see the figures of three Old Ones.

Not to mention there's a faceless walker named "Nya'a Latotep" on it...

Good news, the part of becoming a Servant has become a popular part in Type-Moon novels!

Bad news, the Servant that turned into one is from the Outer God system...

The famous American five-star general MacArthur once said: When you come into contact with the Cthulhu mythology and become a follower of a certain god, don't feel sad, because you may not have no way out, there is also a dead end.

General MacArthur also made a very pertinent addition after saying this: When you decide to die at the hands of a Cthulhu god, you should make sure that Nyar-Latotep is not targeting you.

but now......

Spicy balls!

Why on earth did it all end up like this? I'm just a hard-working, stay-at-home writer, chatting about Cthulhu Legends with my friends, or finding bits of content online to pad my writing...

My life had finally started to improve, and I had made some small progress on my book. These two happy things had coincided, and the time I had gotten should have been as blissful as a dream...

But why did it become like this...

"van gogh."

The girl, whose name was suddenly called, straightened her bent back suddenly. Then she saw the Master looking out the window, lighting an unknown object and putting it in his mouth.

"I've been walking on thin ice in my life. Do you think I can make it to the other side?"

"Those are some decadent words, Master. If that's the case, Van Gogh will join you in your decadence..."

Duanmu Ye, who had used Liqun to suppress the things in his heart, froze in his expression. He looked at the girl who was slumped on the ground in the back with a gloomy smile on her face, and was actually speechless.

To be honest, he was not very interested in his original life. Whether it was his past life, or his daily life that was gradually getting back on track, or the occasional bursts of updates due to readers' urging, he could put them all behind him after traveling here.

But now, he was being targeted by a certain Outer God of Fun and was dragged into an unknown Holy Grail War.

It's like telling myself "Struggle as much as you want, if it keeps me interested, I can let you continue living"...

Duanmu Ye took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand and exhaled some dirty smoke under the girl's gaze. Then he made an important decision.

"Van Gogh, do you know how to survive a big game hunt?"

The girl tilted her head and answered in broken and uncertain words.

"Pretend to be dead? Or hide so that no one can find you!"

Duanmu Ye shook his head after confirming that Van Gogh was not in a state of "madness" at the moment. Although things would become troublesome, it would be more reassuring for him to get involved than to bother with such a trinity time bomb.

After all, if the world is destroyed during the war, then my wish to live a stable life again will be shattered.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, Duanmu Ye, who was no longer sleepy, changed his previous tiredness and looked at the puzzled Van Gogh with a smile.

"Van Gogh is wrong. Doing that will only bring you temporary peace from the world. When the consequences really hit you, you will end up dead."

"There's only one way to survive and come out on top in a massive, cannibalistic hunt: kill them all, leaving no one alive!"

The crisp clicking sound of the mouse echoed throughout the small room, and the computer screen that was originally covered by the receiving window returned to its original state after clicking the [Confirm Registration] button.

But now, Duanmu Ye has no plans to continue playing games.

The sunflower command seal on his right hand announced his identity as a participant, but the [Faceless Walker] was able to disguise him as an ordinary person with nothing.

Through this, he could go to places where magicians would be immediately noticed if they entered, and thus learn some information about the place.

Duanmu Ye stood up and walked towards the door, holding down Van Gogh who also wanted to stand up and follow him, and spoke word by word with an extremely solemn expression.

"Van Gogh, please don't move. I'm going out to buy a pack of cigarettes. Please don't let your imagination run wild..."

Duanmu Ye paused and pointed to the closed room across from him.