The daily war as a bug

, the big man rubbed someone's head and left.

"Let's go Emiya, I'll take you to meet my son and Lydia." Someone said as he pushed the door and walked out, but found that Emiya Shirou hadn't followed him. He turned around suspiciously and found that the other party was He froze in place with his feet raised.

"Emiya?"

"...Son?" Emiya Shirou couldn't help crying, "You have a son?!"

"Yeah, that kid's name is Bryce, and his parents are Imperial soldiers... but he died in battle. I met him on Ketra Farm. Poor little guy, he was there to have a sleeping haystack Child labor, so I asked him if he would like to be my son, and now we have lived together for more than a year." A certain person explained to Emiya Shiro very clearly without realizing that he was inexplicable, and he continued to say with great interest : "That kid is pretty good, he has a talent for being a blacksmith, and he is good at hunting. Sometimes when I go home, he will give me a fox skin or a rabbit skin or something, and once he even gave me a wolf skin! Later, I was afraid that something would happen to him if he kept running outside, and it happened that Lydia was also injured and needed to recuperate, so I asked her to stay at home and take care of Bryce."

Emiya Shiro would not admit that he was satisfied with Edward's confession, he asked along the way: "Lydia?"

"Yes, she is the guard I got when I became the Baron Xueman—a guard exclusively for me. She is two years older than me, full of... how should I put it, Yu Zhong thought? No, it would be too inappropriate to say that Polite, but Lydia is really loyal and would do anything for me, even give her life."

"That's because I am your guard, and I swear to be your shield, your sword, and bear everything for you, mybaron*." A heroic female voice sounded, and someone looked over happily, and embraced each other with open arms:

"Ledia! Why are you here?"

The heroic woman with short dark brown hair smiled back and hugged someone: "I came to buy wine, but I didn't expect to meet you, my baron. Were you in Yuevaska* before?"

"Yeah, I accepted another mission." Someone shook the letter, then turned to Emiya Shirou: "This is my new friend Emiya, Emiya, this is Lydia During this time, Emilia will be adventuring with me, and we will leave for Marcus tomorrow."

"You are always in such a hurry, Bryce has complained many times." Lydia said with a smile, and saluted Emiya Shiro: "Hello, Mr. Emiya. Thank you very much Willing to be with mybaron, knowing it's always dangerous to be alone in Skyrim."

"Ah, it's nothing, I'm also very happy to be with Edward." Emiya Shirou, who had never seen this kind of etiquette in the sky, returned a salute in a daze.Someone gave him a hand and said to Lydia, "Want to help, Lydia."

"It's okay, mybaron. I'm just going to pick up the reserved Argonian blood wine. Would you like to go back and see Bryce? He just made a silver ring today and said he was going to give it to you."

"Then I'll go and have a look." Someone's mouth turned up involuntarily, and muttered: "That kid, as a blacksmith, he actually makes jewelry... But if it looks good, it will be very convenient to propose marriage in the future."

Separated from Lydia, someone led Emiya Shirou back to the wind house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a sturdy little boy squatting by the fireplace and teasing a little fox. The boy who heard the voice raised his head, After seeing someone, his eyes lit up: "Father!" He rushed into someone's arms like a cannonball, and someone put his hands under his arms and raised them high, turning around in a circle, the funny boy giggled straight smile.

"Good boy, you've grown up again, you're fast enough!"

"I'm growing up!" Bryce hugged someone's neck affectionately, and waved to Emiya Shiro: "Father, who is this uncle?"

……uncle?Emiya Shirou silently looked at his 16-year-old appearance. Asians generally look younger than Caucasians, and he looks like fourteen in the sky. Why does this brat call himself so old?

A certain person didn't know Emiya Shirou's entanglement in his heart. He rubbed Bryce's short hair and put him down: "This is my friend, named Emiya."

"Hello, Uncle Emiya!" Bryce shouted very politely.

"...Hello." After spitting out a string of dots, the guard Gong Shilang decided to give up thinking about age. He thought for a while, and took out the teeth of the wild wolf he hunted on the road from his backpack: "I came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything. This is a gift for you, I hope you will be as strong and brave as a wolf."

"Thank you uncle!" Bryce took it happily, and then looked at someone eagerly, who smiled and took out an emerald green dagger from the space: "You little bastard, every time you know what to do Gifts and pocket money. Here you are, the glass dagger, I have enchanted it to repel wild beasts, so it’s best to bring it with you next time you run out.”

"Thank you, Dad!" Bryce hugged someone's waist again, and then smiled and took out a silver ring from his hands like offering treasures: "Father, this is the silver ring I made, although it is a bit rough... ...but this is my best work! For you."

"Hmm, my little blacksmith is really amazing~" Obviously, even if the son's gift is too feminine, it can't erase someone's good mood. He took the ring and put it on, and Emiya Shirou behind him resisted and wanted to stretch it out hand, consoling himself that at least Edward didn't wear the ring on his ring finger...he put it on his left index finger.

——Speaking of which, this ring is exactly the same as the one in Kariya's hand...

After interacting for a while, Bryce bounced back to the room with the little fox in his arms. Someone stood up and stretched, and pulled a stool away: "Emiya, you can sit down wherever you want, I'll take it Clean up the guest room. I have to take a good shower today. Ah~ this donut is still hot huh-" Someone who was biting the donut picked up the package and went upstairs, Emiya Shirou listened The sound of footsteps, looking around.

There was no one around, and his expression finally showed a little melancholy.

Edward...

Opening his palm, Shirou Emiya smiled wryly.

Edward, do you know how much perseverance it takes me to control myself not to hug you.

Why did I come here... The false Holy Grail said it was to fulfill my wish, but what does my wish have to do with your...before you were alive...

This [he] is not you, here is Edward the Dragonborn, who has his own brothers, family, and friends, not my [you]...my Edward.

—Edward, I miss you so much.

The author has something to say: *Actually, what is mentioned here is the time when someone was drunk and fought a saber-toothed tiger with bare hands, and finally smashed the opponent's skull with his bare hands XD

*[I swear to be your sword and your shield] [I swear to bear everything for you, mybaron (my baron)] These two sentences are the classic lines of Lai Mei, and she will indeed do anything for the protagonist in the game, Generally speaking, everyone who plays the game for the first time will fall in love with this loyal knight who silently pays... Of course, it is not ruled out that some crazy guys will kill Laimei to get equipment (╰_╯)#

* Moonvaska, the headquarters of the Comrades.

Then here is my dear Laimei and the cute Farkas of the comrade-in-arms group. Farkas’s battle marks are in the shape of dark circles, so someone complained about him like this, and this guy is obviously better at one-handed weapons but always uses two hands Big sword, often squatted on the ground by the enemy and can't get up, I have to change his weapon or ah!By the way, I partnered with Farkas for a long time when I first played Laogun 5, and I almost married him... In addition, in Laogun 5, the same sex can marry (only the main character), I don’t know if it’s a BUG It's still a spoof of company B =. =

This is Ella, the famous huntress of the comrades group, many male players choose to marry her:

This is a glass dagger:

And... I don't want to say anything to my painter anymore... After all, it's not a formal study, it's better to only paint the face, and stop when you paint the whole body (and it's not even the whole body).I tried to draw someone in Zhang Tianji, and I thought it was okay before I painted it, but after I finished it, I always felt something was wrong (←Are you serious? Can you really call it coloring if you only paint eyes and hair?)...it should be My illusion =_=

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Others: Catch Genbao, what did you get hurt this time?

Someone: The Raven Hag.

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Put a draft version:

Then colorize the version:

Hmm... After seeing this, you should be able to understand why I only draw the head... because I only draw the head and I can use my hands TAT

Finally, Wang Jiang and I opened a hole together (≧▽≦)/, here is the portal, please don’t poke it carelessly~~~

At the end, there are two portals for the video of the ancient scrolls. I strongly recommend watching the official promotional video. The song is the theme song "Children of Skyrim" of "The Elder Scrolls 5". There is a dragon language version in the middle, which is super Feel it!burn!

...But because I don't know how to post videos, and the button doesn't work for some reason, I feel bad for everyone to copy and paste the URL by themselves.

PS. This weekend will open the hole of "[Fate/StayNight] Innocent Passerby with a Gun Lying on the Gun". Weekly update, sorry, the portal will be placed in the author's words in the next chapter, or you can go directly to my column to find it Can.

PPS. In fact, when I was discussing with Wang Jiang, I almost replaced the saber with an old sword... But I gave up because I couldn't write it + the plot was too rigid, Rin, you can go lily with the female King Arthur 2333

PPPS....It's nothing, just seeing so many PSs, I suddenly want to PS again, haha, don't worry anymore^_^

☆、No Responsibilities

Xueman and Markas are actually not close, even riding a horse will take several days, and the journey is not safe, so Emiya Shirou can't figure out why Farkas said that this mission of sending letters is to relax, after all, there is no Who would be distracted enough to be attacked by more than a dozen wolves, four bears, two tree spirits, two frost wraiths, a saber-toothed tiger, a group of robbers, and a vampire... Oh, and I forgot to count a group of abandoned There's even a Heart of Thorns* in it, swearer.

...Actually, there was a crow hag and two giants, but someone took Emiya Shirou around, so there was no fight.

Emiya Shiro felt that it was fortunate that Edward had trained him to project things other than swords during the Fifth World War, otherwise they might have no armor to wear. If so, they went straight to the blacksmith shop to buy new equipment as soon as they arrived in Marcus, and then went to the dead Zhihall* to find the priest.

"Skyrim...is everything so wonderful?" Emiya Shirou couldn't help but sigh with emotion on the way to the Hall of the Dead.Someone glanced at him and said calmly, "Fortunately, the journey has been quite peaceful."

Emiya Shirou's expression was a little cracked: "Could it be more exciting?"

"Yes, for example—a giant dragon." Someone looked at the sky with a look of nostalgia on his face, "Those guys are really good at fighting... I remember one time I was almost caught by a dragon that fell from the sky as soon as I stepped out the door." The mammoth was smashed to death, and when I looked up, I saw a giant dragon, that guy caught the mammoth in the air and then fell down, and after the fall, he can eat."

Emiya Shirou endured and endured, but he still couldn't resist interrupting someone's memory: "What happened next?"

A certain person put his hand on the gate of the Hall of the Dead, and smiled at Emiya Shirou: "Later, I let that dragon take me to the Throat of the World*, and reported to Patunax, and then it Get beat up by Patunax."

"...Who is Patunax?" Emiya Shirou couldn't stand the situation of asking a name in one sentence. He decided that after returning to his own world, he must let [his] Edward put Tell me everything about your life.Well, by the way, let's settle accounts with him for those beauties of troubadours, beauties of the imperial capital, beauties who threw themselves into his arms... and so on.

A certain person didn't know that his future self would be tossed by the boy in front of him until he couldn't get out of bed for a few days, so he just opened the door and said casually: "Patunax is the boss of those guys, at least Odu Because after leaving, he is the oldest."

Emiya Shiro: "..." So who is Alduin?

Markarth's Hall of the Dead was inexplicably closed. You must know that the Hall of the Dead is equivalent to the ancestral hall of the Nords. It is unforgivable not to allow everyone to worship their ancestors.When I found the priest named Verulus to send the letter, someone asked casually. The young priest looked around, leaned over his head and said with a sad face: "You don't know something. I don't know what happened recently. In the Hall of the Dead His corpse became mutilated, as if it had been chewed through, and if I didn't close the Hall of the Dead for others to find out, then I wouldn't be able to keep my job."

"..." Emiya Shirou, who already knew how much someone respected the dead before him, knew that they would probably be delayed in Markas for a few days.Sure enough, someone's eyes froze, stared at Verulus and said, "What's going on, please explain clearly."

Verulus waved his arm towards the Hall of the Dead with a bitter face: "It started about two weeks ago, I accidentally discovered that the lid of a coffin was opened, and upon inspection, I found that the corpse inside was missing several pieces. Meat! At first I thought it was a snow rat or something, but then there were mutilated corpses one after another, and it doesn't look like a snow rat did it from the traces." He shuddered, and couldn't help wrapping his blue body tightly Sacrificial robe: "Once I heard ghost-like voices inside! I was terrified and stayed outside the door, not daring to move. I quietly opened the door a crack in the middle of the night, and found that the latest corpse had also been killed." I ate a big piece of meat!"

Shirou Emiya felt a little chilled, and had the illusion of watching a horror movie. Someone on the side was lost in thought, and said to Verulus who folded his hands and muttered "Aka Blessing": "Take the hall of the dead. Give me the key, and I'll check it out."

Verulus was obviously taken aback: "Ah? You can think clearly! Maybe it's haunted there!"

A certain person smiled crookedly when he heard the words, and patted the moonlight long sword on his waist: "When have I ever been afraid of ghosts?"

Verulus muttered a few words, and still untied a copper key from his belt: "Okay, here you are, if you can solve it, I'm willing to pay you a considerable reward."

Someone whistled: "Then I have to go all out, it's a great thing to have money."

Emiya Shiro: "..." Edward, I remember that you [before] didn't love money so much... Wait, it seems that he also looks like this every time he takes on the task of the clock tower =_=

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"So, why do we have to come here in the middle of the night?" Emiya Shirou followed behind someone, looking up at the moon covered by clouds.

"Didn't the priest say that this place is haunted by ghosts, you can only see ghosts at midnight." Someone replied with a smile, and took out the copper key to open the door of the Hall of the Dead.Emiya Shirou prepared for battle with a helpless face.

The hall of the dead is filled with the smell of decaying corpses and the scent of herbs. The light of the grease candle is dim and ambiguous, swaying with the breeze brought by the door, it looks faint, and it really has the atmosphere of the opening of a ghost story.

The steel boots and leather boots stepped on the stone floor and gave a dull echo. Emiya Shirou hadn't noticed anything yet, but someone suddenly raised the moonlight long sword and pointed it at a tomb room. His blue eyes seemed to glow under the candlelight. shimmer.

"Who, come out!"

【—Don’t be nervous, I don’t intend to hurt you. 】

A female voice suddenly echoed in the tomb, and the misty and illusory voice hit the narrow stone wall, overlapping repeatedly into a kind of eerie echo, which made the listener feel chills down his spine involuntarily.

... so haunted.Emiya Shiro silently began to recall which kind of sword has a damage bonus to the undead.

"Don't play tricks, come out!" But someone didn't seem to like this, he firmly held the hilt of the sword, and glanced around sharply, trying to find out the opponent's position in the repeated echoes.

【——Why are you so stubborn, we are the same kind. 】

Someone: "...?"

Emiya Shiro: "...?"

Where the hell did this come from, brain twitching?

However (strike out) the complaints of the couple (strike out) did not seem to be received by the ghost, and the other party still said in a sad and ethereal tone with a bit of hatred: [We are the same existence, admit it, The same factor is lurking in your body, remembering the taste of your first bite, the feeling of moral breakdown and sublimation mixed.Since I have eaten it once, why can't there be a second or third time? 】

=_=: "...?" x2

[Admit it, Dragonborn, you are also one of us—the taste of human flesh, once you taste it, you will never forget it. 】

A certain person froze suddenly, and the long sword almost fell to the ground: "What did you say...?"

[There is no need to resist, that is our instinct, my kind, we are rejected by ordinary people, but that does not mean that we are unreasonable.Every existence in this world has its necessity, and enjoying the taste of human flesh is also approved by the Demon God. 】

Someone's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was pale: "No...it's impossible...how did you know—?!"

【Your body exudes the same smell as ours.Come, come to our side, we are the same kind, admit it, you are eager to taste that tempting taste again...]

"Clang!" A certain person suddenly knelt on the ground as if he couldn't hold it anymore, he was panting heavily while holding his sword, and the cold sweat kept falling.Emiya Shirou stepped in front of him, and said anxiously, "Edward? What's wrong with you, Edward?"

"No... No... I didn't mean it... Forgive me... I'm sorry..." A certain person hugged his head and murmured like a lost soul, tears welled up without warning.

Emiya Shirou wanted to hug him, to help him wipe away his tears and say not to be afraid that he is here, but he just gritted his teeth and kept a vigilant posture, staring fiercely at the empty tomb:

"Who the hell? No matter what your purpose is, get out!"

【—Come, come to the cliff cave of Rich Mountain, bring your sacrifice, we will wait for you there, welcome you there...】

"Don't play tricks, get out!"

【——I'm sorry for causing commotion in Markarth's Hall of the Dead. I won't come here again. After all, there are no fresh corpses here. 】

"Get out of here!"

An indistinct figure suddenly brushed past the two of them, bringing a gust of cool wind, Emiya Shirou watched in surprise as the figure ran out of the gate, and after confirming that there were really no other living people in the tomb, he dispersed Mo Xie, Kneel down | grab someone's shoulders: "Edward? What's the matter with you, Edward? Talk."

The Nord boy clenched Emiya Shirou's skirt as if he had collapsed, sobbing and choking, as if he was apologizing to an invisible person: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I don't want to be like this...I'm sorry..."

He suddenly hugged Emiya Shirou, buried his face in the other's shoulder and cried out with a headache: "Lend me, just for a while... I'm sorry...Tilmedo, can you hear me? I'm sorry..."

Emiya Shirou hesitated for a moment with a complex expression, then raised his hand and hugged him back.

——Edward, what have you experienced before...why I don't understand your past as much as I imagined.

——Why, when you were so fragile, I wasn't by your side.

——How much time have I missed you.

-Edward...

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That night until Emiya Shirou brought someone back to the hotel he was crying like a child.When Emiya Shirou stepped into the hotel door with someone who was crying on his body, half-supported and half-embraced, the shop owner's meaningful gossip poked his hairs all over, and he rushed back to the room as if fleeing.

The next morning, someone who had returned to normal insisted on going to the cliff cave in the Rich Mountain that the voice said. Emiya Shirou was unable to stop him, so he had no choice but to follow, but at the entrance of the cave, he saw a female merchant in Markas City, Iola. As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Emiya Shirou stood in front of someone and projected Mo Xie.

This voice is too familiar, it was this voice that caused Edward to collapse inexplicably last night!

"I thought, since you've come here, you're ready to return to us." Iola raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Emiya Shirou who was on guard, but someone behind him pushed him away, and said to Iola : "That's right, I'm here to see you. I don't know if you have the tolerance you said, tolerating all the guys who have eaten human flesh?"

"As long as they are of the same kind that obey their instincts, we welcome them all." Iola replied, turning around and walking into the cave, "Dare you follow me? Dragonborn."

"Why don't you dare." Someone also raised the corner of his mouth and said to Emiya Shirou, "Emiya, you wait outside."

Emiya Shirou stopped someone with a serious face: "Edward, do you really want to go in?"

"Why not? The other party has welcomed me so warmly, we must not let them down."

"..." Emiya Shirou gritted his teeth, "I'll go with you."

Someone paused, and looked at Emiya Shirou with a complicated expression: "Emiya... You can guess it, the people in this cave are all guys who have eaten human flesh... I don't deny that I have done this before." Kind of thing, but you must have never done it."

——It is true that I have never eaten human flesh, but I have eaten you...

Emiya Shirou coughed dryly for his brain circuit that accidentally went to the wrong channel: "I am your friend, am I not? There is no reason to leave a friend alone."

Someone was silent for a while, and finally lowered his head slightly, showing a shallow and genuine smile: "Thank you." Then he turned and walked into the cave.

There are obvious traces of artificial modification inside the cave. The deepest part is a hall, and there are unexpectedly many people sitting in it, and most of them are actually residents of Macarth.Iola stood by the altar at the other end of the hall, and opened her arms towards someone: "Welcome, newcomer, bring your sacrifice here, and dedicate it to the great demon god Namira!"

……etc?Emiya Shirou realized that he had actually taken on the role of sacrifice. He couldn't help but glanced at someone, and found that the other person made a "please" gesture to him with a dramatic and teasing smile: "Go up, My offering~"

=_= I will deal with you when I go back.Silently in my heart, I gave it to my wife again... Ahem, it was my partner who added a fortune. Emiya Shirou decided that this time Edward would not be able to leave the room for at least three days. Anyway, the healing ability of the heroic spirit is very strong, and as long as there is magic power, no matter how hard it is to toss It doesn't matter.

↑Hey boy, is your design broken?

He walked in front of that Iola cooperatively, and the other party raised his hand and gave Emiya Shirou a sleeping spell. Emiya Shirou resisted the urge to counterattack and let the magic hit him, feeling his head becoming dizzy of.

But in the next second, a cool magic power came from the werewolf tooth pendant worn under the clothes, dispelling the sleeping magic.

Emiya Shiro pretended to be unconscious, feeling himself being placed on the altar.Iola asked someone to stand by the altar and handed him a dagger: "Come on, friend, take the first bite of this delicious tribute."

Someone smiled ambiguously, raised the dagger, and suddenly turned around and stabbed Iola!

"Fus RoDah!"

"I am the bone of my sword—!"

The powerful roar of the dragon swept away all the people present at once, someone bent down to dodge Iola's fireball technique, kicked her foot like a sharp arrow, and the dagger cut her throat precisely.At the same time Emiya Shiro jumped up from the altar, projected a sword in his hand, and used the enchanted longbow someone made for him to launch a human version of Fantasy Honkai*, although it was not as powerful as Red A, it also succeeded in killing two people. personal.

"You—!" Iola stared at someone while clutching her leaky trachea, and someone responded with a fierce smile and kicked her heart, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

The surviving cannibals rushed forward with roars, and a certain person stood facing Emiya Shirou, smiling together.

"Not bad, it can dispel the drowsiness magic. I'm still worrying about how to find a chance to help you dispel it when we fight." A certain person was talking nonsense while drawing a magic gesture with both hands.

"Don't underestimate me. It is said that traveling with you really exercises the heart. After I understand this matter, I have to rest for a few days." Emiya Shirou retorted half complaining.

Facing the charging enemy, the two teenagers spit out the spell together.

"Broken Fantasy!"*

"Lightning Storm!"*

Powerful lightning and storms raged in the space, and the explosion of the phantom sword almost collapsed the entire hall. The two quickly rushed out of the cave, and slaughtered the remaining cannibals who were following them and tried to escape one by one.

Standing outside the cave panting, someone couldn't help laughing, Emiya Shirou couldn't help but feel better when he saw his smile, but in the next second, an illusory voice suddenly rang in the ears of the two of them.

[Sad mortal, rejecting your true nature is the most cowardly act. 】

"Who?!" The two quickly became alert.

[It's so sad, you just rejected my followers and destroyed my altar, but you can't even recognize my voice. 】

Someone's eyes widened suddenly: "Namila..."

【Yes, Dragonborn, I am the god of decay and darkness, the demon god rejected by you. 】

"...I don't believe in things like you!" A certain person obviously remembered the things he deliberately suppressed in his heart, and yelled uncontrollably.

[Really, do you really think so?Poor Duvacin. 】

"I--!"

[I must accuse you, poor fellow, you have already practiced the matter of believing in me, but you have escaped from your own heart, trying to forget all this, do you think you can really abandon your nature? 】

"Don't talk nonsense there!! I didn't do it voluntarily! I, I——!" Someone seemed to have a headache again, his weapon fell to the ground, and he knelt down on the ground with his hands on his head.

[There is no need to reject that memory, it is not a shameful thing, you are just following your nature. 】

"To shut up--!"

【You can't deny that you are destined to me.Your father died at the mouth of snow trolls, your mother was buried in the stomachs of countless ghouls, and you, my dear Dragonborn, ate your own sister. 】

"Shut up, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" since last night, the memory of that snowy night ten years ago was completely recalled.

The blizzard, the crying boy, the dying girl, the girl who snatched the dagger like a flashback, cut off her own flesh and stuffed it into the boy's mouth, saying, "Brother, live with me."

The stomach that hadn't eaten for many days hummed, accompanied by the almost-killing colic, the boy broke down and cried loudly, but bit his sister's throat uncontrollably.

Blood, sweet, moist, with a tempting fragrance.The meat is tender, delicate and warm, slightly sour.

While crying loudly, the boy greedily swallowed flesh and blood. Something inside his body was broken and reassembled. He raised his blood-stained face and wailed like a beast.

"No...no---!!!!!!" Someone knelt on the ground and roared uncontrollably, tears welling up again.

Someone grabbed his shoulder and shook him, someone called anxiously in his ear, but someone rejected the outside world, his eyes were empty, and the recovery of the most fragile and sinful memory in his heart broke his mind.

He murmured through tears.

"Creation|World Ninth Holy Spirit, if you love this world, why don't you save my family? Nain Fifteen Demon Gods, if you hate the world, why don't you take my life—!"

"I'm a monster..."

In the void, Namira sighed: [Look, Akatosh, this is your creation.So delicious, so - fragile. 】

"Enough!" Emiya Shirou roared, "Edward, that's enough! Cheer me up! See what you've become now?!"

— Edward

Those three simple words are like a sharp knife cutting through the darkness and awakening someone's mind.

Someone didn't realize why a person who had only been with him for a few days would have such a big impact on him. He only knew that the young man named Emiya in front of him broke the barrier and pulled him back into the world.

"...you... just now, what did you call me?"

"—Edward?"

"It's been a long time... Everyone seems to have forgotten my name. They only remember that I'm a dragonborn... It's been a long time since anyone has called me so intimately." With some inexplicable words in his mouth, someone couldn't figure out what was going on , this person in front of him seems to have a kind of magical power, there seems to be some firm and powerful contract between them, like tying a long rope to himself before going into the maze, no matter how lost he is, the other party can drag him back.

"Thank you, Emiya." He hugged each other and buried his face in his shoulder like a child.

——No amount of thanks is enough, thank you very much, Emiya.

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【postscript】

Emiya Shiro thought, maybe he understood why the false Holy Grail brought him to Edward's world before his death.

He longed to know everything about Edward, longed to be with him truly, longed to hug him and say "I'm here" to him when he was weak.

After the Namira incident, they returned to Macas, told Verurus that the matter of the Hall of the Dead had been resolved, and then used the rewards they got to buy a lot of wine. For the first time, Edward got drunk in front of Emiya Shiro mud.But fortunately, Edward's wine tasted very good, and he fell asleep when he was drunk, and he didn't play drunk or vomit.

It took a lot of effort to wash the other party clean and put him on the bed. Emiya Shirou sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the familiar face of the Nord boy, he couldn't help reaching out, brushing the short blond hair on the other party's forehead, lightly fingertips Gently stroke the scar on the left cheek.

The body is gradually becoming transparent, Emiya Shirou knows that he is going back.He leaned down and pressed a kiss on the young man's forehead, and murmured with his lips next to the other's ear: "My fate is on your sword, and your body is under me. Edward, see you in the future."

Under the moonlight, the handsome young dragonborn fell asleep, with scattered light spots floating around him, leaving nothing behind.

When I woke up the next day, someone searched every corner of the hotel but couldn't find the young man named Emilia. He sat by the fire in a daze, and stayed in Markas for a whole week.

On the morning of the eighth day, with a lonely face, he packed up the armor and weapons used by the opponent, sold the extra horses, and left the city.

He understood that he would probably never see Emiya again.

A week later, someone received an invitation from the Dawnguard to destroy the raging vampires.

A month later, he met the most important woman in his life, the daughter of the vampire lord Hakon, Senara.

Half a year later, Dragonborn, the son of Skyrim, accidentally encountered the strongest dragon priest and died with him.

Ten years later, Edward's adopted son Bryce married Lucia, and Farkas and Senara appeared at the wedding as Bryce's elders and gave blessings.

A hundred years later, the story of the Dragonborn is still circulating in the sky, but its image has long been blurred. Some people say that the Dragonborn is a handsome boy, some say that the Dragonborn is a strong young man, and some say that the Dragonborn is a beautiful woman, but the only one who is not What has changed is that, in the bard's playing and singing, the Dragonborn saved Skyrim, the Empire, and the entire Nirn.

Heroes never die.

One day, a voluptuous and beautiful woman came to Markarth's inn. She bought a bottle of wine and listened to the bard's exaggerated description of how the heroic dragonborn repelled the troublesome ghosts in the hall of the dead and slaughtered the hateful food.