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"I'm not such a noble person. I won't take on the responsibility of saving people."

"The only one who can save you is yourself."

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression became somewhat embarrassed.

In this situation, saving oneself is undoubtedly equivalent to "let yourself die" for her.

But Ian's next words gave her hope again.

"But I think you're worth collaborating with."

"So—"

The man extended his hand toward Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Cooperate with me, I will do my best to protect you."

Ian was certainly not one to make such a promise lightly.

Instead, he realized that the current environment in Chaldea was not as safe as he had imagined.

So--

It is obviously safer to win over as many people as possible and form a network of mutual support than to go it alone.

After all, once this kind of network is formed, if you lose contact, someone will know immediately.

If there is such a guarantee, the real murderer will have concerns before taking action.

But at the same time, because we don't know who wants to do this, the act of winning over others becomes somewhat dangerous.

But if you cooperate with Ritsuka Fujimaru in front of you, you won't have such concerns - she is a living victim.

"This……"

Looking at the hand reaching out to him, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not consider the series of relationships behind it at all.

She just felt that he was a very good man at this moment.

"I understand!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru grabbed Ian's hand.

"Please let me cooperate with you!"

"But then again—"

The red-haired girl's voice became a little quieter.

"I don't know anything now... I don't even understand why those people on the helicopter fainted."

“That’s magic.”

Ian explained.

"Only magic can do this kind of thing."

"Magic?" Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked, "What is that?"

"..."

Ian sighed.

He felt more and more that the Fujimaru Rika in front of him was very angry.

Was she simply deceived into coming to Chaldea by the words "high hourly wage" without knowing anything?

but--

It's not a big deal.

If you don’t know how to study.

Didn’t I also start from scratch?

Anyone who is chosen by Chaldea must have some talent.

I am like this;

The same is true of Ophelia;

Ian knew that he had reason to believe that the same was true for Ritsuka Fujimaru in front of him.

He was going to explain it to her.

"Magic, to put it simply, is a technique that many people know the principles of."

"For example -"

Ian looked at the gauze on Fujimaru Ritsuka's forehead and used his "memory projection".

This is a kind of magic he is good at.

Able to use magic to replicate things in memory.

of course.

This kind of replica will not be exactly the same as the original, but is a product based on "the cognition of that moment".

And as the number of times it is used increases, the effect will become worse and worse.

In an instant, a roll of gauze appeared in Ian's hand out of thin air.

Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had just arrived, had never seen such a thing before.

She looked at what the man was holding, her eyes full of surprise.

"how did you do that?"

"Magic." Ian explained patiently.

"Humans know the principle of making gauze, and magic is the means to reproduce this principle."

“You can think of it as a tool that has a lot in common with modern technology.”

"..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, not quite understanding.

"Can I do this, too?"

"..."

Ian recalled what Ophelia had said to him.

Soon, he recalled a key concept - "magic circuit".

"uncertain."

"I need to check your magic circuits."

"this?!"

Upon hearing that there might be a chance, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately became excited.

"How can it be simple?"

“It’s simple, but embarrassing at the same time.”

Ian looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka in front of him and spoke as calmly as possible.

"Take off your clothes, and I'll help you check your magic circuits."

"you……"

Just when Ritsuka Fujimaru was about to say that Ian in front of him was being a hooligan, he found that the other person's eyes were extremely serious.

She asked tentatively, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"Have I ever said anything joking to you?"

"but--"

The man noticed the girl's flushed cheeks.

"I also know that this kind of thing does sound hard to accept."

"If you don't want to, just pretend I never said anything."

"..."

The initiative suddenly returned to Fujimaru Ritsuka's hands.

She looked at the man in front of her, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke again:

"Is there no other way?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Ian replied.

"Forget it. If you care so much, then don't check it. Otherwise, it will seem like I have ulterior motives."

After saying this, the man prepared to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped him.

"Wait a minute!"

"So how long will this process take?"

"About ten minutes." Ian answered according to his memory.

"More than ten minutes..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded thoughtfully, and then seemed to have made some important decision.

"I understand."

"Please...check me."

"Row."

Ian sat down neatly beside Ritsuka Fujimaru's bed.

To be fair, he really didn't have any thoughts in that regard - he was just confirming the magic circuit.

pat pat pat.

The buttons of the clothes were unbuttoned one by one.

Ritsuka Fujimaru's not-so-thick coat was placed on a chair nearby.

Then came the skirt.

Therefore, the exposed over-the-knee stockings were also slowly pulled off the legs, turning into small balls of fur hanging on the side.

Under the man's gaze, Fujimaru Ritsuka put his hands behind his back, preparing to unfasten a metal buckle somewhere.

Because I was too nervous, it took me several tries before I succeeded.

And then.

The panties with bear patterns slid down between her legs.

All the armor was finally taken off.

The girl's figure is quite good, and the uncovered scene looks quite attractive.

Ritsuka Fujimaru subconsciously wanted to cover her sensitive parts, but saw Ian's eyes.

It was a look that made one want to blame, but because the occasion was not so appropriate, one had to remain silent.

Recall the pledge of cooperation just now.

In the end, Fujimaru Ritsuka slowly moved his hand away and grabbed the bed sheet beside him.

She turned her face away, closed her eyes, curled up her legs, and then slightly spread them apart, creating a few wrinkles on the bed sheets.

That apparently allowed Ian to begin examining the magic circuits in his body.

But just as the man reached out and touched the girl's breasts, a shout came from outside the door.