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“But are there really so many good things happening in this world?

"Look at your current situation... and you will understand everything."

The other party's frivolous voice blew through her heart, both her heart and her body.

They all felt a chill down their spine.

Even if the other person's words are so gentle, and even if the other person's voice is so pleasant.

But Saipan couldn't find any word to describe the person on the other end of the phone except "evil".

Evil—never dies.

"It wasn't my idea, or anyone else's idea, to have you on my staff.

"It just happened that I needed an employee... so I posted a flyer. I wanted to find an assistant to train AI.

“But like I said, the unusual attracts the unusual, and the weird seeks out the weird.

“So the people who came to me after I posted flyers were all ‘psychics’ with ‘weird’ physiques.”

It’s a pity that none of them passed the test in the end. When they saw the closed door, no one chose to push it open, and no one even rang the doorbell.

“Finally, you arrived.

“As the reincarnation of King Arthur, you possess an unparalleled weirdness value, so I was attracted here.

"You think you are not the Knight King. But some personalities cannot be changed no matter what.

"Finally, walk into the gate yourself."

Chapter 269: Questioning the Conscience

Today is Monday, a work day.

Saipan pushed open the company's door sleepily and sat down at his workstation.

The two dark circles under her eyes let everyone know that she didn't sleep well.

This is only natural, as no one would accept that they are a completely different person.

A situation like Saipan's should be called possession, and it seems that Saipan has possessed Altria Pendragon.

However, Saipan himself believed that it was the consciousness of Altria Pendragon that was plotting to take over his consciousness.

Even if the other person was once your idol.

But in this life-and-death situation,

Even friends who used to be very good friends will eventually become enemies.

What's more, I have never met an idol and have no friendship with him.

Saipan doesn't want to die and wants to survive, so for this, another part of himself has to die.

——To be precise, death has already occurred.

That self, Altria, was still in deep sleep, and Saipan wanted her to stay asleep forever.

She was afraid that one day when she woke up, the city would no longer be the city, her friends would no longer be friends, and she would no longer be herself.

Moreover, what Saipan worships is King Arthur of this world, not the stubborn little girl in the Type-Moon world.

Because of this incident, Saipan only ate three bowls of rice for each meal yesterday, which was rare, compared to more in the past.

Even if I slept the whole day, I didn’t sleep well.

I want to rely on sleep to escape this world, I want to escape the cruel reality.

I want to wake up and realize that all the things that have been bothering me before are just nightmares.

No matter the strange entanglement or her identity as Altria, she didn't want to recall it anymore.

I want to be washed away along with the shattered dreams.

She knew that other people had more or less dreamed that they were important people with prominent status in their dreams.

——To be precise, she herself has often done it.

I even dreamed more than once that I was King Arthur because I longed to become a hero like that.

But it has never been as profound or as real as it is now.

——Because he also knew that he was the real King Arthur.

But when his identity was revealed, Saipan felt not joy but fear.

It is clear that every time I woke up from a related dream, I would feel lost and unwilling to wake up.

But now I want to escape from this nightmare, the farther the better.

Otherwise, why do people say that people are cheap?

"Good morning." Saiban said good morning when passing by the boss's workstation.

Saipan had to admit that the only person who could help her was her boss.

Before, she thought several times that this boss wanted to harm her. Tang Tang also said that saying that she was a psychic and that only her company could help her was just a lie used by the leadership to PUA her.

But every time she was in crisis, it was the boss's voice that helped her out and gave her strength again.

It was a little strange to say this. She seemed to feel that the boss was on her side...

Weird, right?

It was clearly the boss who asked her to seal her memory and come to this world in the beginning.

But she actually felt that this boss was the only person she could trust.

Is it the Stockholm effect or the suspension bridge effect?

But after all, the boss also said that if he doesn't want to be King Arthur, then he doesn't want to be it.

Just decide for yourself...

"It's really strange that you actually come to me to say good morning. Didn't they say that you post-00s are here to clean up the workplace?" the boss over there joked.

"Boss...can you tell me what your attitude is towards me?"

This question will determine what position Saipan places this boss in.

Even Saipan himself didn't know how to ask this question, and he almost bit his tongue when he was trying to find the words.

Whether it was facing that guy's overwhelming evil or out of the deep struggle in his own heart.

It's hard to put all this into words.

"Neither an enemy nor a friend, some people like to stand in the middle."

As for Saipan who could not speak clearly, the boss who had not revealed his true face until now and only had a chair under him was able to keenly perceive her emotions and knew what she wanted to ask.

Saipan confirmed once again that this was not some unorthodox method of mind-reading.

It was something deeper, more horrifying, unspeakable and indescribable.

“You might be worried about this.

“But I can tell you everything I do in this world.

“I didn’t do it intentionally towards you.

“Whether it’s placing a job notice in the newspaper, recruiting students as employees, or starting this company.

“The only thing that involves you is pulling you out of that world.

"Then put it twenty years ago in this world."

"From that world... is it Type-Moon..."

"Well, two inhibitions are pretty easy to talk to."

Saipan didn't know how to complain. Compared to the fact that he was rescued from Type-Moon, the fact that he was thrown away twenty years ago seemed even more shocking.

"Anyway, for me, the principle of doing things is just 'fun'.

“I just thought proposals like this were interesting, so I did it.

“So you don’t have to worry about me standing against you. I don’t want to get involved myself yet.

"Or maybe for your matter, I don't need to be involved in person.

"But I also told you that someone asked me to take care of you, so you still have two chances to ask for help.

"Want some coffee?"

"Thank you... uh..." Saipan was relieved to know that his only helper didn't want to take sides.

But even if the other party would not help King Arthur, Saipan still couldn't completely let go of his worry.

After all, it is too easy for a hero to attack an ordinary girl.

Not to mention that the opponent is from the Type-Moon world, a top heroic spirit with extraordinary powers, a red dragon heart and a holy sword.

So she felt very heavy.

Then she totally didn't expect the other party to change the subject and suddenly ask her if she wanted coffee.

"Uh...how about a drink?" Saipan answered subconsciously.

"I'm sorry... I think we're out of coffee... Is black tea okay?"

Saipan had a strange look on his face and walked to the ordering machine to order a cup of coffee.

As expected, the aroma of coffee floated in the air.

She always had a hunch that the other party asked her if she wanted coffee just to say this.

But this is a great thing for her.

That is, this does prove that the other party is doing things based on the basic principle of being interesting.

Will not favor another person.

Saipan took out the "Red Dragon Breathing Method" he brought from the dormitory and started reading it.

Chapter 270: Medium, Large, and Extra Large

"And this sword... is it the sword that King Arthur wore..."

Saipan took out the sword with only the hilt that his boss had given him before.

King Arthur's holy sword was wrapped in the strong wind, so it was invisible at first, but when the wind dissipated.

It's time to release the Noble Phantasm.

But...it shouldn't be like this...Saipan reached out and touched the blade of the sword.

Of course, nothing was touched.

If it is really that treasure, the sword body should still exist even though it cannot be seen with the naked eye.

But the sword in my hand only has the hilt, and there is definitely no blade...

"What are you thinking? Controlled knives cannot be brought into the country." An unexpected but reasonable answer came out.

Even for such a powerful person, it is hard to imagine that he would care about such a trivial matter as controlling knives.

But if it was that person, that guy with a bad taste, it could indeed be because of this reason...

"You're wrong. Who do you think I am?" Before Saipan could build up his defense, the opponent's Ronpa bullet shattered Saipan's imagination. "There are some seals on that sword, otherwise you might hurt yourself, just like Pete Griffin."

“……”There was no more conversation between the two.

Saipan concentrated on his so-called work and chatted in a chat group.

At first she thought that the people in this chat group were just AIs one after another, just as the boss said.

But after knowing his identity, Saipan said, if everyone inside is AI, then isn’t he also AI?

As she was thinking this, a page appeared on the desktop when the computer turned on.

[Please click the following traffic lights to ensure that you are not a robot]

“Is this fun?”