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"If that's the case, I want to go too!"

"Otherwise...I'd be really bored in Chaldea alone."

"You are really..."

Nero pouted.

When it comes to Ian, she acts like a child.

"Okay, for the sake of the teacher, I reluctantly agree to this."

"In that case—" Gray, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke up.

"Why is there more!" Nero couldn't stand it anymore.

"Oh...I'm sorry." Gray quickly apologized.

"I just wanted to ask a question."

"..."

"Then ask." Nero probably knew that he was being a little barbaric, so he restrained his tone a little.

"I... just wanted to vent."

"Thank you!" Gray bowed very politely.

"actually--"

"I was wondering, if I need support, would I be qualified to go to that singularity alone?"

"..."

This was something Ian had never expected.

"Gray, you mean, you want to help too?"

"Yes!"

Gray nodded repeatedly, like a little rabbit.

"I...can't accept Ian's help for no reason."

"Even if it's me, there must be something I can do!"

"..."

Ian didn't refute Gray's words, but just asked her a question.

"So you want to go there alone?"

"No!" Gray shook her head. "Me—and her!"

Following her finger, Ian saw Jack the Ripper tasting something sweet.

She really didn't like this kind of thing, but in order to fill her stomach without "hurting" Nero who called her little cutie, the little loli still endured the discomfort and ate it.

"I can also take this opportunity to get acquainted with her!"

"...But this trip might be dangerous."

"It's ok!"

Gray unfolded her limited weapon and transformed it into a battering ram.

"Mr. Ian, please don't forget—I'm not completely powerless!"

Although it still felt risky, looking at Grey's cautious yet determined eyes, Ian knew he had to be the one to support her.

Just give her a chance to prove herself.

"I see." Ian agreed with Gray. "Let me ask BB first."

The impromptu combat meeting ended here.

Ian asked BB about the possibility of teleporting Grey.

The result is naturally affirmative - after all, Gray's ability to transfer spirit particles is not bad. If she can come back, she can naturally go out.

"Pig, are you really comfortable letting that girl named Gray go to the singularity?"

"She... just came back from that place not long ago, right?"

"That's why I have to give her the benefit of the doubt. BB, trust my judgment. She can do it."

"...How could BB not believe you?"

Following Ian's request, BB prepared everything necessary - this was done with Olga Marie's consent.

What was mentioned was that a collar that could not be untied had appeared on her neck at some point.

Everything is ready.

With the restart of the spirit particle transfer system.

The journey to the next singularity has officially begun.

A flash of blue light.

The teleporters who agreed to the conditions disappeared one after another in Chaldea.

But at this time, Ian also felt something was wrong.

If I must say...

It's like something is interfering with the process.

Ian felt that something was wrong - you know, BB said that Fujimaru Ritsuka had found the Holy Grail, but had no way to return.

What happened in the end?

however……

Even after understanding this, Ian couldn't do anything during the soul particle transfer process.

After all, this is a very complex and relatively difficult to understand process.

There is no possibility of doing something.

I don't know how long I spent in worry.

Ian felt his consciousness gradually returning to normal.

After making sure he could sense his surroundings, he slowly opened his eyes.

But the scene before him made Ian stunned for a moment.

Gray walls and a ceiling covered with cobwebs.

This is very similar to the interior of a hospital, but it has a deserted feeling.

I... came to an abandoned hospital?

Just as Ian was thinking this.

A figure appeared not far away.

She was a mature and sexy woman, but her expression seemed a little strange.

If I have to say...

More like talking to oneself.

"Have any new injured been sent here?"

"The treatment is about to begin—"

570. Nightingale's Forced Research / The Current State of Abandoned Hospitals / Strange Injuries (4k)

As Ian heard these words, the figure gradually approached.

Thinking of what BB once said that Fujimaru Ritsuka might have encountered some unimaginable trouble, Ian decided to pretend to be dead for a while.

after all--

It seems that the other party is planning to take further action.

At the very least, we need to find out what she means by "treatment".

Thinking of this, the man began to hold his breath. He felt that he should be able to do well in this kind of thing.

Closer.

The mature woman just sat next to him.

Ian heard the sound of some cloth rubbing against his skin next to his ear - judging from the environment, it should be something like gloves.

Could it be... a doctor or a nurse?

The man's premonition soon came true.

He felt a touch on his forehead.

Even through the gloves, I can feel the presence of my hands.

Obviously, this was the most primitive method of measuring body temperature - this made Ian wonder what era this was.

"No fever."

"It seems the problem is not serious."

"..."

It seems that she is indeed a doctor or a nurse, and the treatment she just gave should be based on this identity.

"See how your body is doing." Following a voice that sounded like talking to himself, Ian once again felt the other party's new movements.

Only this time——

It was a little embarrassing.

Because the other person directly unbuttoned his upper body clothes, then lowered his head and listened to the sound of his heartbeat.

"..."

To be fair, this is a feeling that is quite difficult to ignore.

Because Ian could feel that when she bent down, her proud breasts also lowered.

in this way--

It was a double contact, and no one could ignore this feeling.

There was no other way, so Ian just bit his lips, inflicting pain on his body to get through that slightly torturous moment.

He was controlling his own heartbeat to try his best to prevent the other party from noticing the problem.

of course.

Ian actually didn't know whether this method was useful or not.

He could only pray that the other party didn't notice.

Fortunately, after lying on Ian and listening for a while, the other party didn't say much, but stood up silently.

Succeeded?

Do not!

No.

She's still working!

Ian wasn't talking nonsense; he really felt something.

The silent doctor (or should I say nurse) did not end her actions after standing up, but further elaborated on her ideas.

"It's impossible to tell at this point."

"It seems that a deeper examination is necessary."

The other party is not joking.

After she said this, Ian felt that the rest of his clothes were also being processed by her.