I want to just drift through life in Type-Moon.

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In truth, Le Zhengling simply wanted to verify something. After all, it was normal that there was no Master Kong in the timeline he was born in, because the time hadn't come yet. It was also normal that there wasn't any in the apocalyptic timeline, because that was Europe.

But now, after receiving Leonardo da Vinci's definitive answer and realizing that he would never have the chance to taste that familiar flavor again, he was once again certain that this was no longer the world he knew, and that many, many places were different.

In his low spirits, he didn't realize that the effects of his evaporating rationality were slowly fading; just now, he was able to lie to Leonardo da Vinci.

As if sensing his emotional fluctuations, Fufu jumped onto his shoulder and licked his face.

Le Zhengling gave it a gentle smile and nuzzled it, but remained silent.

"Oh, speaking of which, you still haven't told me your name." Da Vinci noticed the atmosphere was a bit somber, so he clapped his hands to get Yue Zhengling's attention and asked.

“…Ling, just call me Ling.” He paused again, a little embarrassed, as self-introductions should be at the beginning of a conversation.

However, he was so familiar with the person in front of him that, just like when he met Merlin, he overlooked the past.

"Huh, Ling? Is her full name Ji Ling?" Da Vinci asked tentatively. In the summoning room, the glass bead called that terrifying woman Ji Ling, but now this person says that she has no name but Ling. It seems that these two people are very likely the same person from different worlds.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this name, Le Zheng's expression changed drastically. "Da Vinci, where did you hear this name from?"

"Before Olga Marie summoned you, she summoned another person. Although that person did not say what her name was, she carried a glass ball called Ji Ling, and she looked exactly like you."

Upon hearing this news, Yue Zhengling immediately stood up and asked anxiously, "Is there a video recording?"

Da Vinci thought for a moment before explaining, "Yes, it does, but because all external links are now disconnected, I can't show it to you."

When Yue Zhengling heard Leonardo da Vinci mention that a person named Ji Ling had appeared, he was in a state of confusion. Upon hearing that Ji Ling had a transparent glass ball in her hand, his confusion was further compounded by anger.

If I'm not mistaken, that bead is the one the guardian said was far more important than himself. Now, this very bead is in the hands of his parallel-world self—isn't that a lie?!

Although he knew his anger shouldn't be directed at his parallel world self, he couldn't help it. Why was it that his parallel world self could have it, while he couldn't, leading to his own death and despair? Why did he alone have to endure so much pain that he shouldn't have to bear?

In Yue Zhengling's current view, the reason why those unreasonable things happened was ultimately because he didn't get that bead.

However, he didn't consider how the other party had obtained the bead. He lacked too much information, which led to a deviation in his thinking.

Da Vinci, standing next to him, saw the rapidly changing expression on Yue Zhengling's face and felt that he should not speak again. He should wait until Yue Zhengling had watched the video before saying anything.

"Well, would you like some more black tea?" But seeing the other person's increasingly gloomy face, Da Vinci decided to speak up to stop him from overthinking.

She understands how wrong it is for people to get stuck on a single point. She has tried this many times in her previous research experiments, and the results were often not good.

Pulled from his reverie by this question, Yue Zhengling looked up and saw Da Vinci's worried gaze. He smiled sheepishly, "Sorry... the news just now was too important to me, no, I can't say it was too important, after all..."

He didn't know how to explain it, but the understanding Leonardo da Vinci had already turned around and made him tea.

"It's okay if you can't think of a way to say it, or if you don't want to tell me. After all, I think you haven't made up your mind about those things yet, have you? You've finally come to Chaldea, and it looks like we'll be colleagues. You can talk to me about these things when you're in the mood later, right?"

"...Thank you, you shrewd businessman." Yue Zhengling smiled with relief.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you this: why do you keep calling me a shrewd businessman?" Da Vinci, who was brewing tea for Le Zhengling, turned his head slightly, clearly very concerned about this question.

"Oh, sorry... I spoke without thinking again." Only after hearing her reminder did Yue Zhengling realize her mistake.

"It's alright, I'm not angry. On the contrary, I'm quite interested in the answer to this question." Da Vinci placed two cups of black tea and some snacks on the table, preparing for the second round of the conversation.

Chapter Ninety-Three: Strength and Weakness

However, just then, a "beep" sounded from the other side of the door, allowing Yue Zhengling to escape this awkward situation.

But Leonardo da Vinci clearly wasn't going to let him off the hook. "It's alright, the lock can't be opened by anyone but me. I took your advice and sealed off the workshop. Now the sounds from here can't reach outside, and the door can't be opened from the outside either."

However, before Yue Zhengling could speak, an angry female voice came from outside: "Da Vinci, what's going on? Open the door right now!"

Upon hearing the voice, Da Vinci frowned and gave a helpless smile. "Oh dear, it's the director. Now I have no choice but to open the door."

"Director? Oh... Oh what?" When Le Zheng heard her say "director," combined with the information he knew, an image of a white-haired boy who hadn't grown up yet appeared in his mind. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse at the time, the impression was still there.

"Ah, I remember now. You told me before that when a human was burned down, it was the director who called her that. Don't you know her name?"

"There's nothing I can do about it. She doesn't even survive three episodes, and she's arrogant and haughty. Plus, her name is too long, so I can't remember it."

“But Mashu, who is a pervert, is different~ She has a short name, a good personality, and is the female protagonist. This kind of existence is what the masses like~ Don’t you think so~ Fou~” Yue Zhengling shrugged carelessly and turned to Fou for her opinion.

“Four~~” Fufu nodded in full agreement.

Watching the interaction between the human and the beast, and hearing such a good and powerful reason, Da Vinci was both amused and exasperated.

"Never mind, anyway, her name is Olga Marie Asmirette Animusfia! She's your Master now, so remember her name!"

"Sigh... After hearing what you said, that child is unfortunate too. Okay, I'll go open the door now, but watch your mouth later... This is such a headache! Why did I have to find out about those things? How am I supposed to face her now!"

Da Vinci stood up in annoyance and unlocked the workshop. Just after he finished doing this, the door opened with a "whoosh," and several people fell to the ground, clearly having been eavesdropping by pressing their faces against the door.

Looking at the doctor on the ground and the two people from Group A, Da Vinci had a complicated expression. She glanced at Roman, who was smiling awkwardly, opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

However, the doctor just looked at her, puzzled. He could sense that Leonardo da Vinci seemed to have something to say but couldn't get it out. Finally, after getting up from the ground, he was about to ask her something when Olga Marie's actions interrupted him.

"Hey! I'm asking you, what's your name, and what kind of hero are you from!" Olga Marie ignored everyone and rushed up to Yue Zhengling as soon as the door opened, asking arrogantly.

However, Yue Zhengling first looked her up and down without saying a word.

"Hey! I'm asking you! Are you deaf?!" This noble lady was furious when she saw that her Servant was ignoring her. She could tolerate others, but you were the Servant I summoned, and I was your Master. Couldn't you show some respect?

Olga Marie, seething with anger, failed to notice the problem with her tone. Those who entered the room, seeing this, felt an even greater contempt for Olga Marie.

After all, what kind of Master can't even subdue the Servants they summon themselves? If it were me...

With this in mind, they stood aside, ready to continue watching the spectacle unfold.

"Are you sure I was summoned by you?" As expected, Olga Marie's face turned pale as soon as Yue Zhengling spoke.

When he stood up and faced Olga Marie, she couldn't help but take two steps back, because Ji Ling's power had left a mark of fear in her heart. Looking at the same face, she couldn't suppress the fear in her heart.

However, not only her, but everyone else who had met Ji Ling before also had a change of expression after he stood up.

Olga Marie was deeply saddened by her own cowardice, and even more furious at this man's attitude. She was the one who summoned him, yet he refused to acknowledge it! This was outrageous!

She held out her hand, raising it in front of Yue Zhengling. "See this?! This is a Command Seal! You are my Servant! Do you want me to try and command you with a Command Seal?"

Yue Zhengling glanced indifferently at the Command Seal that resembled a Tai Chi symbol, then took Fou off his shoulder and handed her to Mashu.

"Mashu, could you please take care of Fou for me for a while?"

"Ah...huh? Okay." Looking at the Fou handed to her, Mashu habitually reached out and took it.

"Don't ignore me! You bastard!" Olga Marie stomped her feet in anger. She'd been in there for so long without making a single progress, and she couldn't take it anymore. "By the name of the Command Seal, you give..."

However, before she could finish speaking, she felt dizzy. When she came to her senses, she found herself lying on the ground, while her own spirit pressed down on her.

The other person's knee was pressed against her chest, his right hand covered his mouth, and his left hand was clasped together with the fingers of his right hand.

"What I hate most is being forced to act against my will. In the past, even if it meant death, even knowing how weak I was, I would still resist and prevent the other party from succeeding." Le Zhengling narrowed his eyes, his gaze devoid of any emotion.

"I am neither an object nor a pet. If you intend to command me with a Command Spell, then you must be prepared."

At this point, Yue Zhengling leaned down, whispered in Olga Marie's ear, "Are you prepared to be abandoned by me... Olga Marie, if you use Command Spells, I will never acknowledge you as my Master."

Le Zhengling knew what Olga Marie craved: recognition and praise from others. As long as she could grasp this weakness, Le Zhengling believed she would have a very pleasant time in Chaldea.

"Let's call it a day! I'm not a gorilla in a zoo, not here for you to admire." Le Zhengling glanced coldly at the people in the room, but when he saw the doctor, his eyes softened involuntarily.

Upon hearing his words, the seven members of Group A tacitly left the room. After all, the other party had expressed strong dislike, so it was better to leave now and leave a good impression on him.

Furthermore, judging from his actions just now, he clearly dislikes being treated like an object. Therefore, future interactions can begin from this point, gradually increasing one's favorability towards this heroic spirit. When the time is right…

With similar intentions, the seven members of Group A were eliminated.

Chapter Ninety-Four Attitude

Le Zhengling was also aware that ever since he was reincarnated into this world, his attitude towards people and things had always been somewhat blurred, like frosted glass.

This unreal yet undeniably real thing made him somewhat hesitant and hypocritical, but when he met Guanbuzi's mother, her unreserved and pure kindness made this barrier much clearer.

In his daily life, he always treated the people he encountered as puppets, and even if he acted very politely, it was just a means of self-protection.

This left him without a single confidant after his grandfather's death.

What happened next turned that frosted glass into a thick wall, trapping him inside.

Some might think I'm being pretentious, but for someone as sensitive as myself, it's an inescapable truth.

Like building a house, from the very beginning of his understanding of the world, he was instilled with three foundational beliefs: "I am not a person of this world," "I do not belong to this world," and "I am incompatible with this world."

This deeply ingrained belief made him cautious in his interactions with the world, but it also distanced him further from it.

It wasn't until he met Uncle Fuablow and learned the truth about this world that he began to take an interest in certain people. When he encountered these people, he found it hard to control his behavior, after all, the advantage of being precognitive was too great.

However, this is a real world where power overrides everything, and reality dealt him a heavy blow—watching himself die, his soul leaving his body, feeling so weak and helpless that he couldn't help but mock himself.

Fortunately, he entered Avalon and met Merlin, who, although a little mischievous, was still kind. He spent a long, peaceful time in this ideal place, a time so long that he himself lost track of time.

It was during this period that the violence and self-loathing that had been growing in my heart diminished considerably.

She hadn't told Merlin about her past, and Merlin hadn't realized that [Yue Zhengling] was real. Perhaps that's why the two of them could get along without any obstacles?

That's why Yue Zhengling wondered if he could continue like this. If he didn't provoke others, wouldn't that mean he could live a peaceful life?

However, the world played another trick on him. He inexplicably began forging weapons, and after taking a nap, he discovered that things had changed. Without any explanation, he left Avalon and disappeared into who-knows-where.

In the apocalypse, he encountered the prince-like Old Sword, and many things happened. He was beaten up, his body was covered in wounds from the light he shone on, and his true self was ruthlessly exposed.

Finally, I chose to face the world and decided to try to integrate myself into it.

But just as he was following King Arthur, determined to learn how to face the world, the world dealt him another blow.

He arrived in Chaldea, a Chaldea where Mash exists and Lev has begun his demonic transformation. This means that this is a timeline where the War of the Burning Glass is inevitable.

Somewhat caught off guard, he still decided to keep his promise to the Old Sword and show more kindness to the world, which is why he told Leonardo da Vinci everything he knew.

But this kindness is not a reason for Olga Marie to command him with a Command Spell. There are some bottom lines that no one can cross, both in the past and now.

So when Olga Marie looked at him on top of her with a blank expression, even though she was already crying from fright, Le Zhengling did not let her go.

"Alright, alright, this... Miss? Please let go of the director first. I promise she will never use Command Spells to order you around again!" The kind-hearted doctor quickly stepped forward and pulled Yue Zhengling away.

Le Zhengling felt that the warning to Olga Marie was enough, and took the opportunity to get up from her.

Mashu looked at him with a face full of surprise, while Da Vinci picked up Olga Marie from the ground.

Leonardo da Vinci picked up Olga Marie and placed her on a chair, gently patting away nonexistent dust as he thought to himself—

Why is Ling's reaction so strange? At first, she acted like an immature child, when she dragged her into the water she acted like a cunning adult, but just now she acted like a young person acting on impulse.

Could it really be related to the chaotic attribute in his spirit origin reaction? But as far as she knew, this chaos only affected behavioral tendencies, not thoughts. So, was it because of the evaporation of rationality? This person was shrouded in too many mysteries. Should she trust him?

Too many things happened at once, even the all-powerful Leonardo da Vinci couldn't handle them all at once, but for now, she decided to observe carefully and discuss it properly with Romani after collecting the data.

As the doctor pulled him away, Le Zhengling looked at Olga Marie, who was sitting blankly in the chair, without feeling the slightest bit of guilt.

He felt sorry for Olga Marie, but that didn't mean he had to pity her—he couldn't even take care of himself right now, let alone others. His promise to Old Sword to do his best meant preserving himself.

Moreover, he has too many secrets. If Olga Marie gets used to using Command Spells to command him, it could lead to something irreversible. After all, Command Spells here are not used up and then gone, but can be replenished.

That's why he left a shackle in Olga Marie's heart. The most orthodox way to win over this kind of proud and arrogant girl who cares about other people's opinions is to make her care about you, and that's the effect that Yue Zhengling's words just now were trying to achieve.

"Doctor, what year is it now?" Yue Zhengling asked softly, looking at Romani standing next to him, who seemed hesitant to speak.

"It's February 2nd, 2012 now." Mashu answered before the doctor could even speak.

Romani looked at Mashu in surprise, clearly not expecting that Mashu, who would never speak unless absolutely necessary, would speak up, especially to a stranger, and not even when the question was directed at her.

Actually, Mashu was quite surprised when she spoke up; she never expected to talk to this strange-looking person.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, figuring that it might be because the other person, like herself, had gained Fufu's favor, which was why she naturally felt a good impression of this person.

“2012… No wonder it looks a bit small.” Yue Zhengling looked at Mashu and Olga Marie and said something that made everyone except Da Vinci feel a little confused.

“That’s fine too, the longer it takes, the easier it will be for me to move around.” After saying that, he jumped off the chair. “Da Vinci, let me see the video you mentioned. We’ll talk about the rest later.”

Chapter Ninety-Five: Sleeping Red Tea

"So impatient? Shouldn't you say something to Olga Marie first?" Da Vinci looked at the impatient Yue Zhengling and felt that he should ask, after all, Olga Marie was innocent.

Olga Marie's previous attitude towards Yue Zhengling was the normal attitude of a traditional magician towards a servant. Although Da Vinci himself did not like it, Olga Marie was still young, and now that he had frightened her like this, she was afraid that something bad would happen in the future.

Le Zhengling glanced at the director, who was sitting blankly in the chair, silently shedding tears. His brows furrowed tightly, and he felt extremely annoyed.

"Hey, sow!" Suddenly, Yue Zhengling said to Olga Marie. However, as soon as the word was uttered, everyone present, including the seven members of Group A who hadn't gone far, unconsciously tensed up.

Even worse was Olga Marie; she seemed to have been stung by something, and jumped so hard she almost fell off her chair.

Da Vinci's gaze sharpened as she saw the enormous change in Yue Zhengling's spirit origin reflected in her glasses. Previously, she had noticed that half of his spirit origin was occupied by something, but now that half was slowly beginning to show.