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The warm lights illuminate the room magnificently. The vinyl record player in the corner suddenly started spinning at this moment, and cheerful music flowed from the needle. It was a drum group that Asher Fujimaru had never heard of.
She opened the closed door and walked up the stairs. It was a house with three floors. The first floor was the reception room, and the second floor was the bedroom and bathroom. To be honest, it was not too small, and it was even large. There was a side bed and a dressing room. Asher Fujimaru saw a wall clock at the end of the corridor. The time pointed to twelve o'clock at midnight. There was a small attic on the top floor, probably for storing sundries. She stood at the top of the stairs and looked inside. Few things were covered with white cloth.
Asher Fujimaru turned around, and just as the house said to her, after walking up the stairs, the house fell silent and stopped making any sound. So Asher Fujimaru returned to the reception room on the first floor of the detective agency.
The house obviously liked that band and had a new record, but it was still their song.
"What should I call you?" Asher Fujimaru asked.
"No. 43. That's what Marico used to call me. If you don't like it, you can call me another one. 』
"Well, No. 43..."
Asher Fujimaru reached out and took out a business card from the paper case on the desktop. In addition to some basic contact information, it also had the address of the firm: Room 117, 43 Miskatonic Street, Gotham City.
No. 43 is his position.
What are you?
Asher Fujimaru wanted to ask this question. But in fact, even if she asked this, even if she figured it all out, it still wouldn't be of any help to her own situation so far.
"Do you think it's weird? 』
No. 43 asked Asher Fujimaru. He seemed to be able to guess what Asher Fujimaru was thinking, "I know this is a bit sudden. If you feel uncomfortable, I can make you feel more familiar." 』
As he spoke, his voice sometimes sounded like Beckett Leonardo's, sometimes it turned into Callie, and sometimes he turned into colleagues that Asher Fujimaru was familiar with, heroic spirits with whom he was relatively close, and even Doctor Emerson.
"---enough."
Asher Fujimaru interrupted No. 43. She exhaled softly and said slowly: "No need to trouble you, that's fine in the beginning."
She doesn't like this kind of 'consideration', it just makes her feel weird... She doesn't need any substitute, at least for now, she doesn't think she has reached the point where she needs to rely on illusions. In the desperate situation of holding on, she knew that she would definitely go back.
"Okay, that's as you wish. 』
No. 43 changed back to the young and unfamiliar voice from the beginning, comforting her nonchalantly and saying, "There's nothing wrong with this. Just treat it like meeting a new friend." 』
"You can take a bath, rest for a while, and watch TV. I bought you a lot of new clothes. There are very few women here, and you are the first one to move in." 』
Asher Fujimaru walked to the sofa. There was a half-read newspaper on the coffee table. The title was huge, all in English capital letters, surrounding a back figure in the night sky. She spelled it out for a few seconds, and relying on several years of compulsory education and personal experience in learning strange and weird languages, she guessed that this seemed to be some kind of night patrol report, oh, it was also an unofficial folk expert --- - Asher Fujimaru uses newspapers as a way to practice English reading. Continue reading: A local wealthy man directed the excavation of the grave of his adopted son who had been dead for three years in the park cemetery, but it should have been in a coffin. The body was missing.
Wow, the grievances of wealthy families, anecdotes - she read the daily morning newspaper like a suspenseful mystery novel, and was about to continue reading to confirm her current English level.
No. 43 was very happy that Asher Fujimaru decided to cooperate with him, and murmured some suggestions to her. After a while, he asked in surprise: "But this suit of yours --- -』
Asher Fujimaru looked down at herself. She was wearing Chaldea's combat uniform, a new and improved version of Beckett Leonardo's, which ensured the master's living conditions and convenient combat. It was invulnerable to a certain extent, fireproof and waterproof, and also Has a one-time temporary magic circuit (changed to rechargeable type).
No. 43 continued enthusiastically: "Can this summon heroic spirits?" I felt a special atmosphere on it. 』
Theoretically...it's possible.
Asher Fujimaru frowned slightly. This was a combat uniform similar to the one she wore when she went to the singularity of the ending. Part of the human body's nerves were used as magic circuits to compress the complicated process of summoning heroic spirits. In order to ensure Asher Fujimaru's survival, even if there was no The holy relic is also enough for one Heroic Spirit Summoning, but only this time... Even if Asher Fujimaru trains herself day after day, under the repeated training of many Heroic Spirit Masters, her own flesh/body is enough for her. Deal with most troubles. Even so, she had to admit that heroic spirits would always be more convenient than her as a human being in most cases--as long as the person who was summoned was not a difficult guy.
"Can you try it?" I have never seen a heroic spirit before. 』No. 43 made a very curious sound.
Asher Fujimaru struggled for a few seconds. In fact, she had thought about this just now: summoning a heroic spirit might be a good choice for a person living in such a strange environment. She is still a master for the time being, and Chaldea can still stay. Waiting for her to return in the sea of wandering.
The bright red command spells on the back of her hand were still there.
Moreover, the temporary summons will definitely leave some traces in this universe. As long as Beckett Leonardo and the others' hardware equipment is correct, she will definitely live up to her reputation as a genius and find Asher Fujimaru.
"Okay," Asher Fujimaru quickly compromised and said to No. 43, "I will try."
She took a deep breath.
Judging from past experience, there is a high probability that it will be an acquaintance... She thought among the heroic spirits with whom she had a better relationship.
It would be great if Mr. Sherlock could answer the call, it would definitely be of great help--or Mr. Earl? Hey, I kind of miss Matthew.
The simulated magic circuit started to operate, and the familiar pain felt from the lighted up part of the clothing to her skin, connecting to her nerves. Even the three strokes of the command spell on the back of her hand burned briefly, but soon returned to normal. In front of Asher Fujimaru, a huge summoning magic circle appeared, gradually expanding.
Asher Fujimaru raised his hand to cover his eyes, and saw a vague human shape made of tiny golden particles through the gaps between his fingers.
who is it...?
The whole room seemed to be blown by a strong wind, whistling, and the papers on the table were blown up, making a fragile friction sound in the air.
After a few seconds, the wind died down, and the pages that had been blown into the air fell unsteadily.
Asher Fujimaru looked at the strange figure standing in front of her---dark metal armor and technological combat uniform. At first glance, she thought it was Mr. Lancelot from the future, but upon closer inspection, After distinguishing, they are completely different. The figure was very tall, as if the uniform was full of solid muscles. The optical helmet had sharp horns on the left and right sides like some kind of cat. The helmet was coated with a layer of blue light that belonged to technology, and then this person He took off his helmet.
The handsome but unfamiliar face never appeared in any of Asher Fujimaru's past memories, with short black hair and forest-like green eyes.
He looked very young, with heavy eyes, but there seemed to be a scar on one side of his cheek. After scabbing, the deep wound pieced together into an English character.
Asher Fujimaru only cast his curious gaze for a second. The other person tilted his head, just blocking the location of the scar, looked over slowly and lazily, and said in a spiritless tone: "Archer , Arkham Knight."
"First meeting, Master."
That look looked Asher Fujimaru up and down. To be honest, it was not very polite. It made her feel as if she was being scanned by some kind of instrument.
Asher Fujimaru took a step back and was speechless for a while... The worst case scenario occurred. She summoned a heroic spirit who had no bond with her and did not understand her personality at all. But before she could say anything, No. 43 was the first to scream.
"how come! I thought it should be Batman at least! 』
Asher Fujimaru noticed that the expression of the man in front of him suddenly became fierce. He clicked his tongue, snorted at the rude house and said sarcastically: "What are you dissatisfied with?"
After summoning the heroic spirit, a conflict occurred within 30 seconds of meeting the other party, and it was visible to the naked eye... the other party's expression was very unhappy.
What should I do now?
This situation was not mentioned in Chaldea's Master Execution Manual, and Asher Fujimaru had never encountered a similar situation during his short career as a Master.
Would it be useful to feed the opponent food to gain favor like in a training game... But heroic spirits don’t need to eat, right? Magic replenishment...?
No, that's too bad.
What's worse is that Asher Fujimaru subconsciously asked: "Who is Batman?"
And her house told her the answer very enthusiastically: "Oh, that's a cloaked weirdo who always travels at night. He often squats on me. I remember he broke several pieces of my glass. I also forgot to find it." He wants to pay compensation... In short, he is the legend of the underworld in this city! It's the Revenge Knight! It's Batman! 』
The house became more and more excited as he talked, but Asher Fujimaru's expression froze.
...great.
This is obviously not an answer that can answer Asher Fujimaru's doubts, but it is obviously an answer that can anger the opposing heroic spirit.
The Archer heroic spirit that she had just summoned crossed his arms and lazily raised his hands. He stood there and looked at her indifferently. The metal armor on his elbows collided with each other affectionately, making a crisp sound.
"...Hello."
The orange-haired girl bravely greeted him, "I'm Asher Fujimaru. I'm sorry for calling you out suddenly under such circumstances. I'm probably... your temporary master now."
The person in front of him didn't say a word. Asher Fujimaru could only continue to ask with a headache: "Arkham Knight...should I call you this? Or something else..."
This heroic spirit didn't seem to intend to tell him his real name.
"Red Hood or Red," the hero said, "whatever you like."
His attitude was still lazy, as if the anger that flashed across his face just now was just Asher Fujimaru's illusion.
"I'm sorry for getting you involved in these things." Asher Fujimaru apologized obediently, "It's totally fine if you want to leave."
"So, this isn't some damn Holy Grail War?"
Archer, Arkham Knight...Red Hood, no, Red...well, Asher Fujimaru hasn't decided what to call him yet. Anyway, the heroic spirit raised his eyebrows and looked around curiously. , then lowered his head and clenched his fist, and said in a calm tone with no emotion, "You don't have much magic power."
"Well, I'm sorry about that, too, but there's nothing I can do about it."
Asher Fujimaru apologized very naturally... She knew a long time ago that she really only had the adaptability as a master, and her magic talent was very ordinary.
The heroic spirit did not dislike her frankness. Instead, he became interested and glanced out the window: "This is Gotham? I haven't been back for a long time. I don't plan to leave yet. Tell me what you want."
...It seems that he has been summoned from the Hall of Valor many times before.
Asher Fujimaru accurately noticed the information in the other party's language. He was very familiar with Gotham... This is the United States. Regarding this special realm that both Enkidu and King Gilgamesh mentioned, Asher Fujimaru It’s hard to comment on the fragrance.
"As you can see, I was forced to inherit a detective agency." Asher Fujimaru breathed a sigh of relief and said carefully: "But I was forced to take over. As a condition for sending me home, I agree Help this house with his urgent needs."
"I can hear that you are very reluctant," said the heroic spirit.
Asher Fujimaru responded with a helpless expression - she had been kidnapped to another world, and no matter how good her hands and eyes were, she would not be able to find a way back in a short while.
"There may be guests coming later. Anyway, I have to be a detective for a while. I hope you can help."
"detective?"
The heroic spirit didn't know what he thought of, and sneered, "It can be regarded as a way to adjust his life."
Asher Fujimaru blinked and heard him continue: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I will help."
The handsome heroic spirit summoned at midnight gave her a non-sarcastic smile, "Asher Fujimaru."
He pronounced the Japanese name with a subtle European and American accent, "But I still hope this house can have less talking and less bad taste music."
He glanced at the vinyl record player still running in the corner.
"Hey, that's my favorite band!" 』
No. 43 said dissatisfied.
"It's very strange here. This house and you are very strange." The heroic spirit had no expression and shrugged. He then said to Asher Fujimaru: "But it doesn't matter. I have encountered these few strange things."
*No. 43 can be seen as the will of an ancient god to stay in Gotham (?) A type that is friendly to humans. In short, there is no need to worry about the specific identity. It exists purely to ensure the safety of the human world.
*The holy relic is "Gotham Daily" (bushi)
The following is an overview of Arkham Knight’s spiritual bases in this article
[Contains elements that I made up randomly/References to Archer’s spiritual foundations such as Billy the Kid, Emiya, Gilgamesh, etc./The plot refers to Arkham Knight comics and games]
Arkham Knight
Class: Archer
Real name: Rowan Jason
Gender: Male
Source: "Batman: Arkham Knight"
Region: North America
Attributes: Chaotic Neutral (Chaotic Neutral Free Person)
Height: 183cm
Weight: 180 pounds (about 81kg)
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Noble Phantasm B (Blade of the Great Caste [Destroy Demon]/Red Blade Katana/Double Gun [can be changed to sniper])
Lucky D
Durability A
Agile B
Strength A
Magic C
Class ability
Magic resistance: B (Asher Fujimaru)
When using the Blade of the Great Caste, most magic can be broken, and it has a certain magic resistance [affected by peers from other worlds]
Increase your own weakening resistance
Acting alone: A
Able to act even if the Master is not present.
Ride: A
He has a transcendent talent and is familiar with most electronic products and tools at a glance, and he can get started quickly.
Has years of experience driving the Batmobile.
Keep skills
Shooting: A++
All shooting techniques used through firearms, including rapid fire, curved fire, etc., hit ten out of ten guns [was a dead shot for a period of time]
If he has an A++ grade, he is a once-in-a-century genius.
Quick Draw: A+
A technique that specializes in rapid fire during shooting.
He has the skill to the point where he can even draw his gun after seeing the opponent draw it, but still shoot the opponent first.
Eyes of Mind (True): B
Gained from many years of combat experience, he can accurately seize opportunities, plan tactics and find a way out in adversity.
Clairvoyance (pseudo): C
[He was once a priest in a certain universe, and the power of divine revelation occasionally appeared after fusion] Quickly predict the opponent's actions and make corresponding plans.
Noble Phantasm
Arkham Sentence
Grade: E~A
Type: Anti-personnel Noble Phantasm
Range: 1～100
Biggest catch:? people
P99 modified gun, most of the time it is an electric/shock/gun, but it can be changed to magic bullets. After pulling out the telescopic B*tt, the two guns can be combined into a tactical sniper. The Arkham Knight with this gun has [sure hit] ·The effect of penetration.
Caliber is justice. This Noble Phantasm consumes very little magic power and can last for a long time. It forms an existence similar to an inherent barrier within the sniper range.
Role details
Arkham Knight, real name Rowan Jason.
The former second-generation Robin, Batman's assistant.
The child of two drug addicts, he seemed to be born unlovable. When he was thirteen years old, Romani gave each of his parents a bullet, and he wandered in this sinful city ever since.
Batman taught him, and the Joker destroyed him. He reshaped himself in rage and hatred, declaring war on someone in that city.
In the Holy Grail War, Rowan Jason was mostly summoned as the "Avenger", and occasionally as the "Berserker" and "Archer".
Bond Story·1
Unexpected life, son of a criminal, trash, gangster...that's what Jason was called.
Gotham was like a deep quagmire, tightly trapping Jason's feet and dragging him along the ground.
Becoming Robin was the first time that he seemed to have escaped the omnipresent gravity of this city and was free to belong to himself.
Bond Story·2
The Joker captured Jason, imprisoned, beaten, and mind-controlled him. He made Batman think Jason was dead.
But Jason was actually in Arkham Asylum, where he lived for over two years.
"Batman and his replacements fill Arkham night after night, and I'm just a stone's throw away."
"Living where he won't even look at me."
The best detective in the world, bullSh!t.
Bond Story·3
The Joker hollowed out Jason's soul and filled it with hatred.
But he won't let the weight of the world drag him back into the dirt of the streets.
He escapes Arkham, plotting revenge on Batman and his replacement.
The Joker is dead, and Scarecrow spreads fear poison throughout Gotham.
He was venting his inner anger, or looking for himself who had long been buried in the lunatic asylum.
Bond Story·4
The dust has settled, Blackgate Penitentiary has been rebuilt, and 'Gotham Revival' no longer seems to be a slogan plastered on the wall.
Jason saw in the news reports that the old house exploded, burned with fire, cordons, ambulances, reporters, flashlights...
It's all over. he thought.
But there are still people who will put on that cape again.
This city needs Batman.
Bond Story·5
He was Batman for a while, then left, giving the mantle back to his brothers.
The sharp revenant--that pale clown is still active in Jason's mind, but he has been able to control himself.
When the war started, he formed a militia. It was impossible to say whether they were saving others, but at least they were fighting for themselves.
After the Wall of Origin was destroyed, Jason had sporadic fusions with other Jasons in different universes. They are similar but different, but they all seem to be heading towards a better future.
This also gives the Arkham Knight a small number of magical talents to a certain extent.
[I like green eyes, so I keep this setting, but the Arkham Knight has never died. A small number of the new 52 settings (green eyes, magic resistance, weapons) in this article are due to the influence of Jason from other universes. If the fused product/Arkham Knight in the Hall of Valor is summoned with the Berserker and Avenger classes, he will be in a state of madness or extreme hatred after being brainwashed by the Joker, and only wants to kill Batman/Archer class Arkham Knights are more sensible]
[The ending of Arkham is an open ending, with Bruce returning to Wayne Mansion and the mansion exploding. Batman disappeared for several months, and then appeared in front of criminals one night/This article is set as real death, D!ck, Jason and Tim have all inherited the Lennox cape]
[But the world that Asher Fujimaru is in is N52, the barrel is dead, and the current Robin is Xiaoti, but the amnesia barrel will appear later in the article]
[Because the Joker has beaten and brainwashed Jason for a long time, and he even disguised himself as Batman to fight Jason, so Jason's physical conditioned reflex will be disgusted by this name/the conditioned reflex has not yet let go, Mentally I let go, but I can only let go a little bit XD]
📖 【Resurrection from the dead】 📖
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