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Kotomine Kirei's behavior of bringing up irrelevant issues successfully made Tōsaka Tokiomi, who was almost fainted from shock, barely regain consciousness.

"My real name? Archer is Archer. What else do you want to know?"

Since her current body was a black gun, Lin Ning didn't know which name she should say. Fortunately, her five-year career in the Blade Master had trained her to have a good voice as a riddler. Anyway, she didn't know what to say, so the riddler was the right name.

"In the name of the Command Spell..."

Unfortunately, it seems that Batman is not the only one in this world who hates the Riddler.

"Archer, kill yourself!"

"In the name of the Command Seal! Archer, commit suicide!"

"In the name of the Command Seal! Archer! Kill yourself!"

Then, she successfully captured the frustrated Tousaka Tokiomi...

(PS: This should be considered a spoiler for the next volume!)

(PS2: Then he stretched out a hand, put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets...)

Chapter 137: The word "miserable" in capital letters

So...why did things turn out like this?

Sleeping on a bench in Fuyuki City Park, wrapped in a newspaper she had picked up from somewhere, Lin Ning kept questioning herself in her mind about the ultimate problem that she had been thinking about for most of the night but had not been able to figure out.

Honestly, she could understand the feelings of this world's mistake. Anyone who has spent decades planning, but because of a series of fierce operations, all the previous efforts were wasted, and he was directly fast-forwarded to the time when the emperor was halfway through his business, so he would probably not feel much better. If this kind of thing happened in the game, all the players who experienced it would become Zaun players. Those who don't criticize, from the planners to the operators, and the mother of the next-door opponent, and the ancestral graves of the whole family, are already considered super saints with excellent qualities and good morals.

But what she didn't understand was that Tohsaka Tokiomi, who was originally an elegant Far Eastern magician noble, could actually break his defense and destroy three command seals to make her commit suicide because of her riddle. If she didn't have A-level anti-magic power, she would probably become the fastest time travel legend in history...

I still remember that time, when I was controlled by three Command Spells but was unable to commit suicide because I didn't have the right props at hand, and I stood in front of Tōsaka Tokiomi safely.

The elegant head of the Tosaka family was immediately furious and swung his scepter to challenge her in a real manly duel.

If it weren't for the Ma Po next to him, with a smile on her face that looked like she was cheating on her, hugging Tōsaka Tokiomi who wanted to "ask for trouble", Lin Ning felt that it would be a miracle if she could walk out of Tōsaka's house alive...

Fortunately, Tōsaka Tokiomi finally regained his sanity and realized that human power could not compete with a servant. Although he didn't know why the servant who had taken over his position as the King of Heroes did not disappear even without his own magic supply, considering the opponent's terrible attributes, he was furious and asked this unreliable "familiar" to get out of his house.

As a good-for-nothing who had never even killed a chicken, Lin Ning simply expressed her dissatisfaction, and after saying some harsh words, she quickly fled from the Tosaka family's ancestral home...

He successfully picked up a few newspapers along the way and jogged all the way to the Fuyuki City Park where the location of the middle school student where the chef's power was once released was specially recorded.

It turns out that the second-year syndrome behavior in youth can indeed help the self after traveling through time...

"But the problem now is that it has been almost 10 years since I last watched Fate/Zero! Now, apart from Emiya Kiritsugu and my king, I can still remember who the other people are!"

Lying on a chair in the Fuyuki City Park with a deathly pale face, Lin Ning felt that she might embarrass countless time travelers.

Although she knew that Rider's Master was Waver, she didn't remember his specific name. She only remembered El-Melloi II and Zhuge Kongming. Although she still remembered the golden-haired Kenneth, she had long forgotten whether the other party's Servant Brush was Dimuldo or Cu Chulainn. If she had to say what impression she had of this person, it seemed that the only two points were that he seemed to have died miserably and his fiancée ran away with a Servant...

As for your question about Caster?

All the memories that she can recall at the moment are probably that she has a Jeanne d'Arc complex and is a patient with advanced prosopagnosia. She still has some impression of her name, Marshal C, one of the servants in FGO that she has never touched.

If you have to ask her what this person's full name is, then she can only say, are you trying to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger...

"Why hasn't this lady lying on the chair come home yet so late?"

Just as Lin Ning was immersed in self-pity thinking "I feel like a waste", a voice suddenly sounded from behind her, scaring her so much that she shuddered.

"Sorry, sorry, I thought you were asleep, so I came over involuntarily."

He quickly turned his head and locked his gaze on Lin Ning behind him, and immediately saw the chestnut-haired young man who was less than three steps away from him.

"Oh! I still recognize you. At least I won't be embarrassed now."

Hearing this nonsense, the young man was stunned for a moment. However, it was this moment of hesitation that successfully brought him a fatal disaster...

"Pfft!"

As the warm blood splashed on her face, Lin Ning expressionlessly retracted her fist that had shot out like lightning. As for the chestnut-haired young man who came up to chat with her, he had now become a hideous corpse with a collapsed face and a broken cervical vertebra sticking out from the right side of his neck...

"I didn't feel sick at all, and it even felt a little sour and refreshing... It turns out that the plots in novels where people vomit after killing someone are all lies to children."

Watching the young man on the grass gradually die, Lin Ning picked up a few newspapers that were not splashed with blood, went to the water table not far away to wash them a little, then changed to another chair and lay down on it wrapped in newspapers.

Although as a Servant, the panel only has the lowest E, but Lin Ning, who is familiar with the FATE series of games, knows very well that even the lowest level E is far beyond the reach of ordinary humans. Although everyone has different opinions on how many times E is higher than that of ordinary people, some say it is 5 times and some say it is 10 times. But judging from the feeling of the punch just now and the fact that he did not feel tired after running for more than ten kilometers on foot, the physical fitness of 10 times that of ordinary people is quite in line with his current strength.

"I just don't know if my modification of the plot will cause a sudden butterfly effect..."

Lin Ning, who had been thinking over and over again and still couldn't figure out what she should do, decided to feel sorry for herself for a while longer.

"Now that Uryu Ryunosuke is dead, Caster's spot is vacant. Who will be summoned next, and how will the future plot develop... Tsk, it's troublesome just thinking about it."

Because the clothes she was wearing were torn and tattered, Lin Ning tossed and turned in the night wind and couldn't fall asleep.

But she was penniless, and the lower-level Golden Rule wouldn't send money directly to her. This meant that she didn't seem to have anywhere to go except the park.

"Wow, my browser history hasn't been deleted yet..."

In the end, Lin Ning, with endless sadness in her heart, died in the park of Fuyuki City.

Covered with newspapers and enjoying the night breeze, I successfully spent the first night after crossing...

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Chapter 138 The Eve of Destiny

Lin Ning thought she would be awakened by the sun, but was awakened from her sleep by the feeling of raindrops falling on her.

"Tsk, it's a rainy day."

Lin Ning opened her pair of pale golden vertical pupils with the unique pressure of the "Dragon", but she did not move. She just changed her posture and closed her eyes again. The night wind did not make her, a sub-servant, sick, so it was even more impossible for these small raindrops. So, she could sleep a little longer. More importantly, according to the inherent habits of people who live a good life, it is a very unlucky thing to go out and hang out on a rainy day. This place is not like the country where she used to live, where there are anti-feudal superstition activities every year, so everyone is accustomed to these very Shinto sayings.

In other words, she could even sleep until the rain stopped, without having to worry about anyone walking into the park...

Unfortunately, life is full of disappointments. Before Lin Ning could fall asleep peacefully on the bench, the sudden sound of a police siren outside the park successfully interrupted her dream.

"so annoying!"

Lin Ning threw away the newspaper that had been completely soaked and softened, and stood up from the bench with a sense of despair. As an innovative talent who had strong stress resistance before the time travel, she remained calm even when the sky was falling. The most common evaluation given by her leaders was that she was steady, thoughtful, and able to consider how to solve problems from many aspects. However, as a person who was familiar with all kinds of workplace struggles and jargon, she knew very well that the other party was just insulting her for being indecisive, procrastinating, and only having a three-minute enthusiasm for everything.

Because of this, she was able to more deeply realize what the saying "no one is perfect" really meant. The people and events described in those legends could only exist in legends...

But now, everything has changed.

She traveled to a world where legends and myths really existed. Her special identity as a time traveler also made her feel that she was somewhat out of tune with the entire world.

Although she had read many novels on the Internet before coming to this world, whenever the Fourth Holy Grail War and Fuyuki City were mentioned, she would even subconsciously think of killing insects and saving Sakura. But the problem was that the city that only existed in ACGN works had now become a reality. As a time traveler, she had a huge disadvantage compared to the natives here - she didn't know the way here.

In the past, just trying to remember the well-connected urban village roads in the small 18th-tier city where she had worked for many years was enough to make her spend a lot of time.

Now I come to a neon city invented by the Japanese. I think you are just trying to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger!

"It feels... a little cold."

Standing on the sidewalk outside the park, Lin stared at the police cars whizzing past at the intersection in the distance, curled her lips, and randomly chose a direction in the completely unfamiliar city and took her first step again.

The morning breeze, accompanied by raindrops, continued to fall on her body.

Without the shelter of the trees in the park, Lin Ning, as a living person, successfully experienced the biting cold brought by the morning mist mixed with raindrops.

"Ok?"

I didn't know how far I walked. After crossing several streets and turning into a deserted alley, Lin Ning suddenly felt like she stepped on something.

"This is......"

She moved her feet away in confusion, and what she saw was a small brown leather bag.

"Briefcase? How come there are still people using it these days... Oh, someone is definitely using it at this time."

Bending down, she picked up the briefcase on the ground. This small bag, which was commonly seen in Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan in the 1990s, made Lin Ning feel a strong imprint of the times. This was something her parents used when they were struggling outside, just like the bicycles that were everywhere back then. But before she could open it to check, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Ah! I finally found it!"

The moment she heard the voice, Lin Ning was stunned. Because the other party was speaking Chinese. In a fictional island city, she actually heard Chinese? This was simply...

"M-ma'am over there... could you, uh... please, give me what you have in your hand? Um, leather... Pleasure?"

The person who appeared in front of Lin Ning was a short young man who looked young, lame, but had a distinct Sichuan accent. More importantly, she could tell at a glance that the other person was not of Chinese descent, but a real Chinese...

“Please means please, and Pleasure means happy.”

Lin Ning raised her eyebrows, but she didn't mean to hand over the briefcase in her hand. She had studied abroad for a period of time, so she knew very well that meeting Chinese people abroad was actually more dangerous than meeting other people of color. When fellow villagers meet, stabbing each other in the back is no joke. One of the people who went out with her at the beginning was a peer from the next department. In the end, he was deceived by an uncle who seemed to be quite amiable and went to Southeast Asia to do fraud work. It was not until 5 years later that he was successfully rescued by the national task force, but the person was no longer complete, and three fingers were missing from his hands...

"Are you looking for your bag? Is this what you lost?"

Hearing Lin Ning's words, the lame young man was obviously stunned.

"Can you speak Mandarin?"

Although he looked like a European, his Mandarin was surprisingly authentic...

"It's obvious."

In response, Lin Ning simply raised her eyebrows.

"You said this is your bag? Well, what's your name?"

Lin Ning casually flipped through the briefcase in her hand and suddenly found an ID card in the interlayer. Although only a little bit of it was exposed, she could clearly see that there was a "魃" written on it.

"Me? My last name is Ba, and everyone usually calls me Mr. Ba."

This is what the other party answered.

"In that case, you must be a magician."

After these words were spoken, Ba was stunned on the spot.

"Eh?"

And a very strange expression also appeared on his face.

"Because in my eyes, you are a woman with a petite figure. Even if you stand up straight, you are not even up to my chest."

As she spoke, Lin Ning pointed with her hand below her southern hemisphere.

(PS: The plot of Fate feels like it will end very soon! Because next, we will have to fight a secret war!)

(PS2: Then he stretched out a hand, put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets...)