Dimensional inventory, inventory of the top ten saviors

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Nautilus.

After placing Yuyu in a special room, everyone gathered on the bridge.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone! Is it really over this time?" Captain Nemo glanced at his companions tiredly, "Anyone who has any objections or conspiracies, could you please raise your hand?"

"No, very good, we really passed the test."

Nemo exhaled a breath of turbidity. Now he could finally feel at ease. He must be at ease and nothing would happen again.

"Well, Van Gogh, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Hey hey hey, okay~~!" Van Gogh held the Holy Grail and looked at his friends with a smile. "The Holy Grail is back in his hands, and then the space will be restored to the way it was before the tampering."

"...Alright, the Nautilus, uh-huh, it's time to surface...!"

"Very well, everyone, get back to your positions. All crew members, get busy! Imaginary submersible, stop! Next, the ship will surface at full speed!"

Captain Nemo commanded happily. It was his wish to bring all his friends home intact.

"I can finally go back, senior. No one is left behind..." Mashu looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka happily. This battle was thrilling, with ups and downs, and it made people unable to calm down.

After hearing Plane Moon's voice, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The Nautilus had entered the ascending state, and there would definitely be no problems now.

"Well...me too." But Fujimaru Ritsuka knew that after returning to Chaldea, the real test had just begun, and the next step was to fight in the Atlantic Lostbelt.

The next moment, both Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu closed their eyes.

Everything and everything began to change.

A beam of golden starlight flew across the imaginary space and flew towards the room where Fujimaru Ritsuka of Chaldea, the Wandering Sea, was located.

"So. This voyage is just a dream. However, don't think that this is the so-called ending of a dream, an empty story that disappears like morning dew."

"Maybe it's a dream that makes the timeline blurry. Maybe it's a dream that causes and effect is distorted. Maybe it's a dream that makes the timeline blurry. Maybe it's a dream , cause and effect will be distorted.”

"How will this prophetic dream change reality? Will it change the future or the past? Can the changes be observed? Everything is uncertain.

No matter what, what you get in this dream should be turned into practical help and appear in reality.It's because I'm here. "

"I, who was kissed by you, kissed by Nemo, and saved by everyone, will protect everyone from the inside of the world." Van Gogh smiled and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka longingly, and looked at the Gao where Fujimaru Ritsuka was. Ledi.

It is true that she used to be a boy, but now she is a girl who is in love and likes someone.

Although, this relationship may not bear fruit, it may only make her miserable.

But Van Gogh will not regret it, because this feeling of falling in love with someone is very wonderful, and it will give her powerful enough to resist the power of the gods outside the universe.

"So your voyage is by no means in vain. Hey, hey, isn't that a bit too strong? Come on, it's time to surface. I hope you can wake up refreshed."

"If there is still a chance to forge a wonderful fate... let us meet again in the unknown sea and rainbow-colored dreams."

"Then, farewell and handshake for you——"

Suddenly, Van Gogh, who was in the inner world, was holding Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand as a shadow floating in Fujimaru Ritsuka's room.

Fujimaru Ritsuka subconsciously grabbed the phantom, holding the small, familiar wrist hard into the quilt in the dream.

"——Uh, ah, tentacle, pull it out...can't pull it out..." Van Gogh looked at the hand that he couldn't pull out in amazement, and the shadow that was held in the palm of the Master's hand. What was going on! ?

"Ahhhh——!——! Wow, I'm going over there——!——!!"

call out--

Van Gogh is in the inner world, and the phantom crosses the imaginary number space. Her and Fujimaru Ritsuka's chests are shining with light, which is the bond formed in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

She suddenly appeared in Fujimaru Ritsuka's bed.

Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to be holding a treasure called the "Human Fishing Rod" and fished it for Van Gogh so easily. Even Leonardo da Vinci and Scarty couldn't understand how this was done.

Van Gogh lay shyly on the bed, opened his eyes, and looked at the snow-white beast in front of him staring at him with a blank look on his face.

"Fu Fu, Fu Wu!? [Night Raid, who is this!? Enemy!!]" Fu Fu, who was sleeping soundly, woke up, looked at Van Gogh with fury, waved her little paws and slapped Fujimaru Ritsuka on the face, " Fufufufu [There are enemies, there are enemies!]"

Feeling Fufu's million-ton punch on her cheek, Fujimaru Ritsuka opened her heavy eyelids drowsily, "Why... Fufu is so uncharacteristically irritable..."

"Huh... I seem to have had a long, long dream. In order not to forget... the content of this dream..." Fujimaru Ritsuka held the recording prop next to the pillow and said Turn on the recording button, "You need a swimsuit, a torpedo, a means of movement...and a big sword, a flash of inspiration, assistance and...trust...I've written it all down. I should report it, right?"

"Fufu, Fufu! [There is someone in the bed, the enemy!]" Fufu patted Fujimaru Ritsuka's forehead wildly, and looked at the bed with her little eyes. It was almost anxious to death. Why hasn't Fujimaru Ritsuka understood it yet? What are you saying.

The idiot Ritsuka said he wanted to learn animal languages ​​from Sherlock Holmes and Moriarty, but he never did. It’s true!

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Fufu's lips that were opening and closing with an anxious expression, "Fufu seems to want to tell me something..."

Suddenly, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt something warm near her thighs. She gently lifted the quilt and looked inside. She saw a cute girl lying on the bed, looking at her shyly.

"Ah...Master Master...hehehe, that hehehehe..." Van Gogh suddenly became extremely nervous. As soon as he came to Chaldea, he attacked Master at night and so on. .

"I'm sorry, there were some minor mistakes. Van Gogh is here... In this way, maybe the precognitive dream will become completely different..."

"Dear Van Gogh! Ah...I remembered it all at once."

Memories flooded into Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind, making his tired body even more tired. Digesting a large amount of memories would make the brain tired.

"Master Master..." Van Gogh was so nervous that he couldn't speak. Van Gogh, would Van Gogh be kicked out by everyone because he attacked Master at night? !

"Please give me your advice in the future. Dear Clutier Van Gogh." Fujimaru Ritsuka yawned and leaned his head on the pillow.

"Hey hey hey, I'll do my best!"

"I'm still very sleepy...Okay, let me continue to sleep for a while."

"Well, actually Van Gogh was also very sleepy..."

Van Gogh held Fujimaru Ritsuka's arm tightly with both hands, and soon the two of them fell asleep together and continued to sleep happily.

A few hours later, Kiyohime's screams and Minamoto no Yorimitsu's screams sounded one after another.

Chaldea suddenly became a mess.

Today is as harmonious as usual.

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Bless this wonderful world.

"Wha, what!? What on earth is going on? What kind of precognitive dream is this? What is this!? Are those just dreams and all dreams?"

Sato Kazuma stared at the picture dumbfounded, extremely shocked, what was going on.

"Huh? It's strange, look... there is a golden cup next to Fujimaru Ritsuka's pillow. Isn't this the Holy Grail made by Van Gogh? With the Holy Grail here, how could this be a dream?

Is that all Van Gogh talking nonsense, or talking in his sleep? ? "

Darkness pointed at the screen. The shiny golden cup beside Fujimaru Ritsuka's pillow. How could it be a dream if there was something there?

It doesn’t matter if there are gods, gods from the universe, etc. If Ritsuka Fujimaru can bring things in dreams back to reality, that’s impossible~~

This kind of thing cannot happen in this world. It is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely impossible.

If he could do this, there would definitely be a bunch of girls in Kazuma's room who had strange dreams every night.

"However, Fujimaru Ritsuka himself said what he dreamed about, and also recorded the things he encountered in the dream, and planned to tell Da Vinci, Holmes and the others... Could this really be a dream? .”

Megumin said in surprise.

"That is to say, Fujimaru Ritsuka's dreams are different from normal people's dreams. This guy's dreams are like he is really taking an adventure. If he dies in the dream, will his body in reality also die!?

Wow, this is too scary! ! "

Sato Kazuma was shocked. When did the earth become such a dangerous place? If there is a risk of death even in dreams, then who dares to sleep?

No one can guarantee that they will not have nightmares...

What kind of joke is it to let a scum like him survive in a nightmare? If he dies in a dream, Aqua may not be able to resurrect him.

He has experienced the extremely real gentleman's dream created by the Dream Demon. In that dream, he studied and made progress together with many lovely girls...

Fujimaru Ritsuka's dream is a real dream with the risk of death. There is only a thin film between the dream and reality...the same.

"If you think about it this way, if I can make the dreams created by the dream demon become more real, I can bring the girl I met in the dream back to reality... Hahaha, isn't this great!? The girls in my dreams are all very fond of me, and they are all created by the characters I designed and created!"

Thinking like this, Sato Kazuma looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with envy. He really wanted to learn this ability.

Fairy lore belt.

"Uh-!——!!" Seeing this scene, Arturia Caster's fur stood up and spun around, her cheeks puffed up like a pufferfish, and she looked at the screen angrily.

She discovered that...there will be more and more girls around Fujimaru Ritsuka as she goes on adventures.

Even in a dream, a few more harems can come out...! !

This time, it’s still a princess, a princess who has the status of the Queen of the Fairy Kingdom, and a painter from the civilized world.

Looking at these versatile heroic girls around Fujimaru Ritsuka, Artoria Caster was looking at her weak self... As she thought about it, her hair fell feebly on her forehead, and she looked at the floor in despair.

She doesn't want to fight, doesn't like fighting, doesn't like the mission of the Son of Prophecy, she just wants to be happy, even if she stays in the Unknown Forest.

Although she understood that Fujimaru Ritsuka would not care about this, and would definitely continue to encourage her and comfort her...

But this is what makes Artoria Caster feel uncomfortable. Her pride is resisting, even though she is a shameful child of the prophecy.

But she still has some self-esteem!As the adventure gets longer, her self-esteem continues to be awakened.

The current situation is no longer the painful, frustrating, and uncomfortable days in the goblin village, but the days of happiness, hope, and fun every day.

"..." Knight of the Round Table Tristan stared at Artoria Caster's lonely back and frowned.

Even Tristan, who has the lowest emotional intelligence among the Knights of the Round Table, understands why Artoria Caster's mood changed drastically.

But how should he comfort him? This was not the perfect king, but a king in an ordinary form.

Valentine's Day Plot Asclepius

"Asclepius——!——!! Wait a minute, wait a minute——!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka took the chocolate and ran quickly in the corridor, and came to Asclepius with a sliding shovel.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Seeing the anxious Fujimaru Ritsuka, Asclepius stopped. He was originally in a hurry to go to the medical workshop to study new medical techniques.

"No! It looks like I'm not feeling well when I'm so energetic."

Gudazi looked at the demonic and handsome doctor Asclepius in front of him who was focused on medical skills, with long silver-gray hair hanging on his shoulders, and wearing white clothes, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly in his chest.

"No, since you appeared in front of me, it must be for this kind of thing." Asclepius grinned, took Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand, and checked it, "Let me take a look. If it is something If you have rare symptoms, I will praise you——"

"No. This time I'm here to send condolences to Asclepius~! Thank you for always treating the staff at Chaldea. So - please accept the chocolate!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka held the chocolate in both hands and placed it in front of Asclepius, looking at Asclepius expectantly.

Ever since Asclepius appeared in Chaldea in the Wandering Sea, little Da Vinci was extremely happy. With a heroic spirit at the top of the medical field, she no longer had to worry about Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mash, and Gore. Dhruv and the others are in good health.

This devilishly handsome man has no idea that he is extremely popular among the Chaldean staff.

He will show a different kind of gentleness when healing patients, which is a special scenery that cannot be seen in ordinary times.

Asclepius was also very satisfied. Each of these patients was very obedient. They were all qualified patients and would not refute the doctor's words or go against the doctor's orders.

Asclepius looked at the chocolate in his hand in surprise, "This is...chocolate. I see, today is that holiday. It is fashionable to give chocolates today. It seems that the recipient must try his best. Just finish eating the chocolate.”

"I'm afraid this is a custom formed to try to treat stupid patients who are unwilling to eat the necessary calories. After all, chocolate has a high nutritional value. It is also very useful when you are in trouble on a snowy mountain."

"...But now I have enough magic power. I don't think I need chocolate...but I may not accept seriously ill patients who need major surgery in the future.

The long surgery is a physical exercise.This is considering the future situation, so I want to replenish my strength in advance. "

Asclepius's magical thinking is astonishing. No matter what he thinks about, he will seriously deviate from his medical skills. That's why he can let his medical skills reach the super-divine realm of resurrecting the dead.

"Hahaha! You are indeed my sponsor. The support provided is quite useful." Asclepius took the chocolate with satisfaction.

"Although it's not quite right, this is okay..." Fujimaru Ritsuka gave up and told Asclepius that this was Giri chocolate.

"Then you're welcome." After unpacking, a chocolate in the shape of a bay leaf lay in the palm of his hand. Crushed nuts and blue magic crystal fragments made the chocolate like a work of art. Asclepius bit it. Take a bite of chocolate, the sweet taste of cocoa, and the charming aroma of nuts linger in your mouth,

"Hmm...it's so sweet, crunchy, and rich in magic power. This is indeed a medicine that can temporarily relieve heroic spirits from being exhausted."

"Yes... In that case, I just need to strengthen the function of chocolate..." As he ate, dozens of new ideas emerged in his mind, Asclepius Si muttered to himself.

"Master, just stand there and don't move! I need to make some confirmations. Let me check your pulse and body temperature. Tell me your height and weight as well. Be as accurate as possible. Also, do you feel that your body is okay now? What’s weird!?”