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

As the Hounds of Tindalos, who hide in the cracks of time and space and are always locking onto their targets, Duanmu Ye had also been attacked by them when he first came to this world.

Fortunately, Van Gogh had his help at that time, otherwise he would have been torn into pieces by the Hounds of Tindalos.

Therefore, Duanmu Ye, who is very familiar with this, must of course make use of this special creature that can travel through time and space at will to pave the way for himself to return to his own space.

Scanning his eyes over the gradually closing spatial cracks one by one, Duanmu Ye looked up at Van Gogh, who also took a jar and walked to the only remaining Hound of Tindalos, which seemed to have been left behind deliberately, and put a piece of a substance that could probably be called "meat" into the jar along with the flame. The substance filled the entire glass jar.

As the lid was firmly fastened to the glass bottle, the flame miraculously went out without oxygen to support combustion. Although it was a deliberate act by Duanmu Ye, it was inevitable that he had to obey the laws of physics.

Using such a piece of material as a medium to cross time and space, even without the ability of the Anywhere Door, it can be combined with the magic of the Fujimiya family to accelerate time while performing a space jump. Returning to Fuyuki in 1994 is not a difficult task.

"Logically speaking, if you eat my flesh, they won't target you..."

"what?"

Chicheng Zouzhang raised his head, his face full of questions and confusion. The development of things had already exceeded his expectations. If possible, he would rather hope that all this had never happened. But it was obvious that compared to the incomprehensible words "eat my flesh", the silence in the second half of the sentence made Chicheng Zouzhang more concerned.

Of course, Duanmu Ye did not disappoint his expectations. After a brief pause, he told the truth with some reluctance.

"But just now, you took the initiative to mention to me that you were a time traveler, and I deliberately downplayed our presence, which is why you were targeted by the Hounds of Tindalos as expected."

"So you were all just watching?!"

Chi Cheng Zou Zhang was on the verge of collapse. Both his mind and soul had undergone a slight change at this moment. There had never been a time when he missed the days before he came into contact with magic more than now, and there had never been a time when he could identify with his father more than now. The best way for their family was to stay away from magic, no matter how talented they were...

In this regard, no one answered Chi Chengzou Zhang's question. Duanmu Ye, who had collected what he wanted, looked at Lan Lanfang, who was wearing a military uniform, and Nüba beside her.

"I think I need to go to Fuyuki City. I should be able to better pinpoint my destination there."

Duanmu Ye looked at the two people in front of him solemnly. To some extent, he couldn't deal with either Nüba or Lan Lanfang. He even had an inexplicable sense of weakness and wanted to escape from them.

Perhaps it was because the power in his body was too terrifying, especially now that Cthugha's power was greater than Hastur's. He seemed to be able to go berserk at any time and place, which was a bit too dangerous for them.

"Are you going to leave us alone?"

Lan Lanfang was a little unconvinced. After all, she still wanted Duanmu Ye to accompany her on the ship back home. She had suffered a lot on the way here. Although Lan Lanfang was not afraid of the way back, she had Li Shuwen accompany her before. Going back alone...

"Fuyuki City? That's right down there."

Compared to Lan Lanfang's entanglement, Nüba pointed calmly at the gate of "Ryudo Temple" in the distance which could be seen through Suling. Further behind, the outline of Fuyuki City slowly appeared before her eyes.

"..."

Duanmu Ye fell into silence. He didn't know the direction of escape. He was sent to this place in a completely free fall. At this moment, Duanmu Ye was more convinced that the restraining force had noticed him from the beginning and would spend a lot of time dealing with him.

Whether it is Arthur or Okita Souji, as Okita Souji himself said, after experiencing two defeats in head-on battles, the restraining force may send a character who is more suitable for assassination to interfere in the dark.

Although he had been mentally prepared for this, the four words "fate" were somewhat ironic to Duanmu Ye...

But no matter what, since they were not far from their destination, Duanmu Ye stopped talking. Compared to Fujimiya Kyuju and Akasei Zoujo going to Fuyuki City together, Duanmu Ye was more concerned that Lan Lanfang had been looking at him since she decided to go to Fuyuki City.

"What's wrong, Lan Lanfang? Just tell me if you have anything."

Duanmu Ye's question startled Lan Lanfang, but she pursed her lips and said nothing in the end.

Unlike the turmoil in the imperial capital, Fuyuki City, which is still just a small town, exudes the atmosphere of simple folk customs. Compared with the task of finding a new residence, Duanmu Ye, who followed Lan Lanfang to the port on his own, stopped when Lan Lanfang stopped.

"That's enough. It's enough to send it here."

Lan Lanfang turned around and looked at Duanmu Ye with a slightly awkward smile.

"Although I want you to go back with me, but when you think about it, we are from two different eras after all."

Lan Lanfang paused, various emotions flashing across her eyes, and she continued speaking after a while.

"Although I believe you must have some unspeakable reasons for using such power, it is undeniable that your presence has made me believe in our success! So, let's stop here. I'm going back, and you must also keep moving forward and don't come back here again!"

Lan Lanfang's figure disappeared into the distance along with the departing cruise ship. There seemed to be many interpretations of these words, but no matter which one, Duanmu Ye felt mixed emotions.

But just as Duanmu Ye sighed and turned around to meet Yang Yuhuan and the others, Nüba, who was supposed to follow Yang Yuhuan and the others, appeared behind him.

"The Clone Technique, just a little trick. What's wrong? Are you thinking of something sad?"

Nüba smiled indifferently, but soon changed the subject and asked about something that had no beginning or end.

"Since this isn't the first time we've met, it means I'll be able to see you in the future even though you haven't experienced this before. Do you have anything you'd like me to convey?"

Nuba's words left Duanmu Ye speechless for a moment, but in the silence he seemed to have something he really wanted to say.

"If possible, please don't let me fall deeper and deeper into this...

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 72: Projecting the painting into reality, is this magic?!

The separation from Lan Lanfang did make Duanmu Ye think of some things that were actually insignificant, especially her words, her hesitation and entanglement, and the decision she made in the end, which all touched him.

She belongs to the past and is a character of this era. Even though she may be one of the countless unknown revolutionaries in the history he knows, she is indeed a fighter of this era, while he himself comes from the future.

The returning ship was the cruise ship that Lan Lanfang had stored in Fuyuki Port in advance. The magic-driven cruise ship was locked to its two destinations and did not require any human operation. It could be said that from the very beginning, Lan Lanfang's retreat route was to escape from this remote port after the incident in Tokyo came to an end.

Lan Lanfang, who had wanted to take him away with her, finally gave up the idea. Duanmu Ye thought that perhaps it was more important for her to return to the future. Even though his ability, which could be considered a great supernatural power, might be able to help the continent of this period overcome considerable difficulties, she still chose to go back alone, back to the era that belonged to her.

Duanmu Ye realized Lan Lanfang's decision belatedly, but when he wanted to intervene, the boat Lan Lanfang was on had already sailed away, leaving him no chance to make amends.

At this moment, Duanmu Ye just responded casually to Nuba's question. Even though he really hoped that he would not get deeper and deeper into this path, as the saying goes, there must be a cause for every effect. Duanmu Ye actually already knew what would happen in the future.

History will not change?

No, history has actually changed. Whether it was Nüba's contact with herself or Lan Lanfang's departure, all of these took place on the basis of historical changes.

However, after such a playful close encounter with Nüba, Lan Lanfang chose to stay away more rationally. She knew the future through herself and also made up her mind not to rely on external forces, that is, his existence...

Duanmu Ye was silent as he passed by Nüba. The rising sun had long lost its initial redness and had completely turned into a golden sun. Duanmu Ye let its afterglow fall on his face, bathing half of his face in sunlight and the other side in shadow.

Nuba, who was following closely behind, looked at the figure in front of her with a half-smile. It was true that she was a clone, but that didn't mean that her purpose in following Duanmu Ye was just to ask that insignificant question and then leave it at that.

She herself is not a good person. Although she is now bound by rules and regulations and cannot interfere in many things, it does not mean that she cannot follow such an "outsider" and observe carefully how he can leave here.

Even the immortals and gods she knew had never used the method of traveling through time and space. Although those old guys had immortal methods and treasures that could do it to a large extent, at this moment when the Age of Gods was almost gone, Nüba was extremely curious about such magical powers.

Interference can't be done...

It’s okay to just eat melons!

Following Duanmu Ye closely, Nüba's eyes were fixed on his back, as if she was afraid that in the next second, at some point, her sight would be blocked by something and he would suddenly disappear.

Of course, this idea was never realized. As Nüba, who was staying outside an open space, looked back, the clone following closely behind Duanmu Ye made a "slurp" sound of dissatisfaction, and then disappeared behind him, as if it had never existed.

"This place is so small, do you really need to use the clone technique to stare at me?"

Walking forward, Duanmu Ye took the initiative to attack, but Nüba just folded her hands and smiled quietly without getting angry.

"Don't say such harsh words. You and I are compatriots after all. Why should we monitor each other?"

Nüba paused, then spoke again.

"The power you possess is similar to the magical power I possess. They're afraid you'll be targeted by those old men over on the mainland, so they've prepared a bunch of messy things to suppress you."

"Besides, aren't we interested in you? We want to see how an outsider like you can get back."

Nuba's frankness made Duanmu Ye feel ashamed. Not knowing how to respond to her, Duanmu Ye chose to focus his attention on Yang Yuhuan and others.

"How is it? Have you found the location of the previous house?"

Yang Yuhuan, who was not clear about the specific content, looked at Duanmu Ye who arrived later. Also looking at Duanmu Ye were Fujimiya Jiujiu and Chicheng Zouzhang.

On the contrary, Van Gogh, who had discussed the plan with Duanmu Ye in detail, scratched his head and nodded, then spoke hesitantly with some confusion.

"Is that method really feasible? I've never tried to project a painting into reality..."

Van Gogh's words made Yang Yuhuan, who was the most familiar to her besides Duanmu Ye, suddenly realize something. Before Duanmu Ye could speak, Yang Yuhuan turned around, showing her signature smile, and cheered.

"It will definitely work! If it's Miss Van Gogh, it will definitely work!"

"?"

Faced with Yang Yuhuan's praise and such close contact, the already unfamiliar Van Gogh instinctively avoided it. Even under such encouragement, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and lowered, with an expression that seemed to be both crying and laughing, Van Gogh gradually began to enjoy this praise that even she could not guarantee.

Such an unreliable scene made Akasei Zouzhang secretly unhappy. While pulling Fujimiya Jiujiu aside, he did not forget at all that he had been used as bait by Duanmu Ye not long ago, and that he had killed the Servant he had summoned with great difficulty. He could not help but mutter.

"Ninety-nine, this guy is not reliable at all! Look at that orange-haired girl, even she herself said that she has never tried that magic that projects a painting into reality. How could she possibly mobilize the magic power needed for alchemy or great magic to carve a magic circle in a place where all the spiritual veins have been occupied!"

Akasei Zoujo's voice was not loud, and only Fujimiya Jiujiu who was beside him could hear it clearly.

But in fact, the next moment after he said these words, Akasei Zoujo regretted it. He could clearly feel that in addition to Fujimiya Kyuujiu looking at him, there were four other pairs of eyes falling on him.

It was not just Duanmu Ye, whose perception of the surroundings was far beyond that of ordinary people, and not just Nüba, who was already an immortal. Even Yang Yuhuan and Van Gogh, amidst the whispers, locked their eyes on Chicheng Zouzhang, making the latter shudder.

Letting go of Fujimiya Jiujiu's hand, Akasei Zoujo couldn't help but lower his head, even bending his body, and spoke with a hint of apology.

"I'm just talking, don't mind me, just continue, continue..."

As a high school student, Akamai Zoujou could not bear to see so many big scenes, although he heard some descriptions of the battle last night from Fujimiya Jiujiu on the way down the mountain just now.

The content about Duanmu Ye defeating Rider, Berserker, and Archer in succession had long since gone beyond what he could imagine, even surpassing the contents of "The Imperial Capital War Chronicles" which he had originally used as a script, causing a huge explosion that was even more massive than what he remembered, and even destroyed the land around the Imperial Capital.

It doesn't matter whether Fujimiya Kyuju's previous description is true or not. The fact that Tokyo was destroyed in the ending, which was even more horrific than he had imagined, and Duanmu Ye and his group were able to stand here intact, is enough to prove to him that Duanmu Ye and his group are not simple people.

Even so, Chi Cheng Zou Zhang hadn't expected that such a movement could be noticed by Duan Mu Ye, even the three girls around him, including the foreign girl who looked extremely weak, had their eyes fixed on him...

Chi Cheng Zou Zhang chose to keep his mouth shut at this moment. If possible, he would rather find someone to bury him, or find a place to hide. After saying such words and being discovered by everyone, it would be better for Chi Cheng Zou Zhang to fall asleep.

However, just as Van Gogh was about to ask Yang Yuhuan not to take Chicheng Zouzhang's childish remarks too seriously, he took the initiative to let go of Yang Yuhuan's hand. The hesitation and uncertainty on his face turned into unusual firmness and seriousness at this moment.

“A work that is good enough never needs to care about worldly opinions!”

Those who approve will always approve, and those who disapprove will never be able to approve no matter how you explain it.

This seemed to be the first time that Duanmu Ye heard Van Gogh say something harsh. Although this sentence had no lethality at all, the meaning behind it was clear to anyone who knew her what she really wanted to express.

Van Gogh left Yang Yuhuan angrily and walked towards the open space in front of him. In Fuyuki City in 1945, although the Tosaka family and the Matou family had developed this land, there were still large tracts of land without houses built. Among the residential areas to be built 50 years later, the house that Duanmu Ye brought here when he traveled through time would be among them.

At this moment, there seemed to be traces of cultivation in front of me, but the land was dry. It was exactly the location of the house where Duanmu Ye lived in 1994.

Van Gogh walked slowly to where he had stood before, took out an easel that was much taller than her from somewhere beside him and placed it in front of her. The palette and brushes were all there. He sat on the street and started painting as if no one was around.

Seeing this, Chicheng Zouzhang wanted to move forward, but was grabbed by the shoulder by Duanmu Ye, who had floated behind him at some point.

Immediately, he saw that Duanmu Ye did not speak, but the voice came from his mind.

"Ba and Jiujiu are watching here. It's useless for you to stay here. Come for a walk with me!"

Duanmu Ye didn't want to say anything to Chicheng Zouzhang about their mutual sympathy as fellow time travelers. He just didn't want this ignorant and curious baby to disturb Van Gogh's concentration.

Instead of letting him pay attention to Van Gogh's paintings, it is better to pull him aside to avoid causing more trouble and making him clean up the mess.

Yang Yuhuan, who was also following behind, looked around very obediently. No longer a Servant, she had a feeling of "rebirth". At this moment, she seemed to be no different from an ordinary girl.

We didn't walk very far. Japan is a small island country, and these underdeveloped rural cities are as small as they can be.

Duanmu Ye stopped in front of a large courtyard because he felt a familiar breath here.

Matou Zouken...

But unfortunately, there was no trace of any living person in the mansion where only a little magic power remained. Duanmu Ye did not believe it when he sensed such a result for the first time. But he used the fire spirit summoned by Yang Yuhuan to explore the entire mansion again, but he still did not find any trace of Matou Zouken, and even the other members of the Matou family did not exist.

“What good luck…”

Duanmu Ye couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but he didn't go back the same way.

When he arrived at the Matou family's house by some strange coincidence, Duanmu Ye would not miss such an opportunity. Therefore, he buried the fire spirit summoned by Yang Yuhuan in the basement of the Matou family's house, which had not yet been completely used to raise insects. After confirming that the fire spirit had fallen asleep under the sound of Yang Yuhuan's piano, Duanmu Ye turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

"Is this all?"

Chi Chengzou Zhang was a little puzzled. He had walked for almost an hour or two just to take a look at this mansion on the edge that looked like it had been uninhabited for a long time, and then he had to spend another hour or two walking back?

What kind of new physical training is this?! Are you kidding me?

Having said that, when Chicheng Zouzhang met Duanmu Ye's gaze again, who had stopped and turned his head, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Don't say I didn't teach you. Sometimes you shouldn't be so curious about the unknown. You might end up not knowing why you died."

The threatening words made Chi Cheng Zou Zhang feel a chill on his back. Although he was still muttering in his heart, he refused to make a sound. He could only follow Duanmu Ye and Yang Yuhuan with difficulty and move forward slowly.

At this moment, he was also a little surprised. Duanmu Ye was fine, but why did the girl named Yuhuan not show any signs of fatigue after walking at such a high intensity for such a long time...

Is he the only ordinary person here?

Such doubts were not settled until he returned to the starting point. Chi Chengzouzhang, who was almost crawling on all fours or even wriggling to walk, saw that a building that was not in line with the times appeared on the originally empty ground.

Among this group of people, he seemed to be the only one who was the most ordinary...

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 73: A Q-version Baiyage for all ages? Another journey across time and space?

A yellow building appeared in front of everyone. At first, Fujimiya Kyuju also showed a somewhat incredible expression, just like Akasei Zoujo at this moment.