People in Type-Moon have a hero simulator.

Sima Yi was uneasy until he saw Zhuge Liang die.

……

At night, the military camp of the Shu Kingdom was filled with strange and superstitious behavior, resembling more a scene of a charlatan's ritual than a military camp.

Even so, Sima Yi did not let his guard down.

Although Wei Yan and Jiang Wei were strong, they were still useless in the face of overwhelming military superiority.

After all, not everyone is Guan Yu or Zhang Fei. In an era where Zhao Yun has died, and in a Shu Kingdom where Liao Hua can serve as a vanguard, who else could he care about so much?

The night raid began, and under the onslaught of a large number of soldiers, a breach was quickly torn open.

Zhuge Liang's Seven Star Lamp required seven days to activate. During these seven days, the Shu soldiers dared not be careless in the slightest, which left them physically and mentally exhausted, making them unable to exert their full strength in the face of a rash attack.

"Take me to Zhuge Liang's military tent."

With Xiahou Ba protecting him, Sima Yi could escape in time even if someone attacked him. Now he would stand before Zhuge Liang as an absolute victor.

"Whoo~"

Zhuge Liang's military tent was opened, and a strong wind rushed into the tent, blowing out the oil lamp in front of Zhuge Liang.

Went out.

Sima Yi was overjoyed; once the Seven Star Lamp went out, Zhuge Liang's method of prolonging his life would be broken.

"Brother Zhuge, today is the last time we will meet."

"Yes, this is the last time we'll meet."

Zhuge Liang repeated the same thing, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow—was it utter despair?

Just as Sima Yi was thinking this, the back of his head... exploded.

What...what happened?

"I'm going to launch a sneak attack."

Along with the familiar voice, the pain became increasingly familiar as well. Just as Sima Yi was about to call out to Xiahou Ba, he saw Xiahou Ba's head fall in front of him.

A familiar person appeared before him.

"impossible."

Sima Yi did not believe it.

Why... did the dead suddenly start attacking him?

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Proof We Were Here (6/28)

Is Fujimaru Kyoya dead?

From an ordinary person's perspective, he was indeed dead, but his promise from back then still hadn't faded; he promised Liu Bei to take care of A Dou.

Of course, it's impossible for him to take care of anyone. Fujimaru Kyoya isn't a nanny, and besides, with Zhuge Liang around, why would he need to take care of anyone? All Fujimaru Kyoya knows is how to kill enemies, like the person in front of him—Sima Yi.

"Impossible, didn't you already... have the Seven Star Lamp?"

Sima Yi looked at the Seven Star Lamp, which had been extinguished, and then Zhuge Liang lit a small flame and rekindled it. He finally understood the problem.

"There's a time issue."

Sima Yi tried to get up, but Fujimaru Kyoya struck him from behind with a stick, knocking him back to the ground. Thus, his once invincible substitution technique lost its effectiveness.

“We’ve been fighting for so many years. Although I’m seriously ill these days, I’m not really at the point where I can’t see the celestial phenomena.”

"The Shangfang Valley fire? You did it on purpose?"

Sima Yi finally realized that in the celestial calculations planned at Shangfang Valley, Zhuge Liang had deliberately lost to him, intentionally causing him to lose due to carelessness.

"Of course it was intentional. My illness, the miscalculation of Shangfang Valley, and the life-extending power of the Seven Star Lamp were all traps to lure you here."

Zhuge Liang readily admitted that the only unexpected thing in this scheme was Sima Yi's absence, but in reality, this was not the case.

“You’re afraid of me. You’re afraid I can still live. You don’t understand the principle of the Seven Star Lamp, so you have to witness it with your own eyes. You have to see me die before you can rest easy.”

This was Zhuge Liang's confidence; this was a strategy that only worked against Sima Yi. Only someone who had been his rival for many years and knew his abilities would fall for this trick.

"The timing of the Seven Star Lamp is fake. The ceremony was already completed before you blew out the lamp. And the lamp you just extinguished was just one that I manually lit up, just like the one you are now."

"What exactly is the Seven Star Lamp?"

Sima Yi staggered and tried to get up, but Fujimaru Kyoya stomped him to the ground. The wooden stick in his hand was still dripping blood. Even without Zhuge Liang's barrier, he could not activate his substitute at this moment.

"A barrier that allows entry but not exit, a soul that keeps its promise, a spell that summons the soul to temporarily give him a physical body—all of this was waiting for this moment."

Zhuge Liang stood up and then said...

"A friend comes from afar... Zilong, what is the next line?"

"No matter how far away they are, they will be punished."

"Yes, they shall be punished no matter how far away they are."

As soon as Zhuge Liang finished speaking, his previously weak expression disappeared, and his muscles bulged as if he had returned to his prime.

This was a low-level spell that Zhuge Liang had mentioned before, which was merely a way to strengthen the body. For some scholars without combat experience, it would be a death sentence against well-trained soldiers. But at this moment, this spell was a disaster for Sima Yi.

"Is it okay to be alone?"

Fujimaru Kyoya handed over the wooden stick in his hand. In his opinion, it was the safest thing to do now, as he should be the one to take action.

"Help Jiang Wei suppress the invasion, as for me..."

Zhuge Liang gripped the wooden stick tightly, his eyes showing not a trace of compassion as he looked at Sima Yi.

“I want to settle my score with him personally.”

"Then it's up to you."

As a dead man, Fujimaru Kyoya could see that Zhuge Liang was on his last legs. The Seven Star Lamp could have extended his own life, but he used it to give Fujimaru Kyoya, a dead man, a moment of resurrection.

A white figure returned to the battlefield once again. In this era, names like Lü Bu and Guan Yu had faded into the past, and no one could recall a person named "Zhao Yun".

Yes, how could someone possibly defeat five thousand Tiger and Leopard Cavalry all by himself?

But tonight, this person appeared again.

Before sunrise, the red color covered the military camp. In this place where entry was permitted but exit was forbidden, both friend and foe were intimidated by this powerful aura.

"The last one."

When Fujimaru Kyoya killed the last person, he also sensed that Sima Yi had breathed his last.

Back in Zhuge Liang's tent, Zhuge Liang's feather fan was nowhere to be found. He was sitting on the ground, panting heavily, while Sima Yi was already out of breath.

"I...as expected...am not good at fighting."

At this point, Zhuge Liang had to admit that Sima Yi was at least better than him in fighting. If it weren't for Fujimaru Kyoya giving him a couple of blows, he, Zhuge Liang, would be the one who was defeated now.

"Thank you so much, even if you die, you can still come and help me."

"It's just an agreement."

Fujimaru Kyoya said with a smile, "How long has it been since I laughed so heartily?"

"129,600 people."

"Ok?"

“I killed him. The Sima family’s dynasty will be delayed by five years and will perish ten years earlier. That chaotic era will also end sooner. We saved a total of 129,600 people.”

Zhuge Liang seemed to have used all his strength to say those words.

"You're really amazing, Zhuge Liang lives up to his name."

Having been on the battlefield, Fujimaru Kyouya naturally understood just how vast an army of 120,000 people was. Even if they didn't resist, killing them one by one would make his hands numb. Yet Zhuge Liang managed to save so many people.

Without altering the general course of history, it shortened the period of war and allowed more people to survive.

This was the compromise that Zhuge Liang came up with, preventing the world from heading towards destruction and bringing hope of life to more people.

"No, this is all thanks to you."

When Zhuge Liang was young, his mind was full of thoughts like "for all eternity," until he confided in Fujimaru Kyoya and realized that he was actually nothing special.

If you can save one person, that's one person, and that's their value.

"In this timeline, you and the lord are not ruler and subject but friends, which is why the miracle of a friend returning to life overnight was possible. The Seven Star Lamp was just a trigger; your return was due to your own will."

As Zhuge Liang said, Fujimaru Kyou was able to be briefly resurrected at this time, not only because of the Seven Star Lamp, but also because of his talent called "Last Will".

A gentleman keeps his promise, even unto death.

Even if he were in hell, Fujimaru Kyoya would definitely come back if given the chance.

"It's...dawn is breaking."

Zhuge Liang's vision was blurry; in fact, he could hardly see anything anymore. Killing Sima Yi had caused his last breath to dissipate.

Fujimaru Kyoya's figure also became blurry.

"Take care of yourself."

Zhuge Liang forced himself to stand up and bowed to Fujimaru Kyoya.

"Take care of yourself."

With the same salute, Fujimaru Kyoya vanished into the military tent as clouds of mist.

On this day, a star fell at Wuzhangyuan.

Later generations lamented Zhuge Liang's death, but Zhuge Liang smiled, and he remained smiling until his death.

Chapter Seventy: Let posterity judge right and wrong, merit and demerit.

"Kyouya, it's strange that you can read books."

Shinji Matou looked as if he had seen a ghost. Was the world going to be destroyed tomorrow? After all, Fujimaru Kyo would also appear in the library. Such a thing probably only happens during a biohazard outbreak.

"Is it really that exaggerated? I was just doing some research."

Fujimaru Kyoya glanced at the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in his hand, and at the same time scanned the information displayed on the simulator.