The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

He once had the same fear of "death" as these people.

Those "stale deaths" that perfectly reproduce the horrible corpses and splashes of pink blood with their lifelike acting skills can conquer the fear of death spiritually.Then he should also become a fan of horror movies.

But for him, he seems to have an innate ability to distinguish between the true and false of things like "death", which is beyond ordinary people.

To him, these fictional horrors seemed a bit ridiculous.

Whether it's the plot or the picture, there are pediatric things everywhere.

From these things, the so-called "essence of death", in fact, he couldn't even experience it at all.

Although you can often see so-called fictional descriptions of violence that will have a bad influence on young people, to him, these are just very ridiculous jokes.

In fact, if it is possible to put it another way, if the blood and screams in horror movies are slightly more realistic, perhaps he might not be the murderer he is now.

And it will evolve into the situation as it is today, these are only the result of his urgent curiosity.

Because he wanted to know what the so-called "death" was all about.

The color of the blood sprayed from the arteries and the temperature of an organ in the abdominal cavity that you can touch with your hands.

And the pain that the victim felt before his death and the howl of despair before his death.

There is nothing more real than this.

Although "people" think that killing is a crime.

But we better think about it in another way.

There are more than five billion people living on this earth-what an amazing number.

At least he has a deep understanding of this.

When he was young, he used to count the gravel in the sand in the park.

And now, he will never forget the innumerable sense of frustration when he counts to 10,000.

In other words, the lives of "people" on this earth are 500,000 times that of that.And it is said that life and death are still changing in units of tens of thousands every day.

So, how important are the people killed by his hand to this world?

And every time he kills a person, that person is completely aware of the entire process of death.

Sometimes it can even allow a person to experience the process of "from dying to death" for more than half a day.

Compared with prolonging a worthless life, this kind of information, stimulation and experience brought by the death of this individual is more meaningful.

If you take this into consideration, it is more appropriate to say that he is performing a creative act rather than killing.

Or more precisely, it is a kind of performance art.

With this idea in mind, he was tossing around while killing people continuously.

Of course, this tossing is not because he is afraid of punishment from the law.

In fact, the feeling of being imprisoned in handcuffs-after seeing many similar situations-he has "understood" it to the point where he doesn't feel scared at all.

Because whether it's the gallows or the electric chair, no matter what kind of death method is completely "observed".

So the reason why he evaded the judicial authorities’ pursuit is simply because before he gave up his life and freedom, he would not get anything even if he went to prison. Compared with going to prison, he believed that he was unfettered, happy and positive. Healthy days are the correct way of life for a person.

It was also because he was completely intoxicated in the kind of happiness that would draw out the vitality of the object he killed, the nostalgia for life, anger and persistence, etc.

The various performances of the victims before their deaths can be said to be a microcosm of their lives and have a deep meaning.

In such a state, he came to Winterwood City.

========================== I am the dividing line to switch back to reality ================ =========

I opened my eyes, and what I saw was the pale white ceiling peculiar to cheap hotels.

Rubbing my aching forehead, I got up from the hotel bed, tidyed up the simple backpack beside the bed and yawned.

Well, a person's sleep quality is not good, but it is really a headache...

But the one just now... is it a dream?

As a person called to reality as a Servant, theoretically speaking, I should not dream of it.

Then, the things that I have "dreamed" just now should be the memory fragments transmitted through the magic channel?But obviously I didn't establish a Master and Servant relationship with the person who should be called "Usui Ryunosuke"?

If this is the case, why would I dream of that guy's past?

Breathing out a bit depressed, I gave up on the problem of extremely murdering brain cells, and pushed open the window of the room to look out.

My current location is at a certain express hotel on the edge of the Xindu, Dongmu City. Go straight along the street in front of the hotel to the 32-story Hyatt Hotel that can be called the symbol of Xindu now.

Turning out from the hotel is the commercial street. If you go straight, you will be at the station. Then you will see the bridge connecting Shinto and Fukayama. If you continue to the front mountain road through the residential area, you can reach the mountain Liudong Temple is a famous place.

And the entire Fuyuki City is the stage of this Holy Grail War.

In a sense, I've been out since I was called out, right?

After all, if you dare to kill the Servant of your Master right after being summoned, you can't say that there will be no one, but at least you can be regarded as unprecedented, right?

Compared to the map of Fuyuki City that I picked up when I checked into the hotel last night, I thought absently.

But to be honest, although I am not a person with a so-called "sense of justice", after knowing what kind of person that Usei Ryunosuke is, I don't think I have done anything wrong.

Just killing him with a single shot seemed a bit too cheap for him. After all, he was a bastard who could even deal with his blood relatives and innocent children.

"twitter……"

The crisp bird song made me regain my senses. Looking at the few little sparrows who were rubbing against me at the moment and begging me for food with a flattering look, I smiled and took half of what I had eaten last night. The biscuits were crushed and scattered on the window sill for them to peck, then turned and walked into the bathroom in the room.

After washing my face with cold water, I checked my appearance in the mirror.

The hair that grows to the shoulder blades is black straight hair that seems to feel good in the hand. The brow peaks are a bit prominent, and the color of the eyebrows is a little light. The eyes with different colors on the left and black are not the so-called "water pupils". A little slender, dangling eyes, the bridge of the nose is not straight or collapsed, the lip shape is also normal, and it looks very bloodless - in general, it should be the kind of ordinary face that can only be described as "pretty".

It is no different from the face in memory.

After lightly flicking myself in the mirror, I looked away and sighed.

Such an ordinary appearance, if something "love at first sight" happens to me, it's hell?

Having said that, now I really don't understand what is happening to me.

Although I have the "single action ability", a skill that can still act in reality even after leaving the Master, the "EX" level displayed on that skill at the moment makes me puzzled.