Chapter 103 The White-haired Prince Who Has Not Ascended the Throne (5)



"Ritsuka, is that really Solomon..."

The lady on staff whispered something in Fujimaru Ritsuka's ear while examining him, and her expression was a little dazed. They couldn't believe the arrival of [Yedidiah], and even thought they were seeing an illusion.

"It's true, but it shouldn't be called Solomon, but [Yedidiah]." Fujimaru Ritsuka sat up from the recliner and tidied her clothes. Mashu went to another room to have someone else examine her body.

"Neither Merlin nor Gilgamesh denied it."

For some unknown reason, Fujimaru Ritsuka had a certain degree of trust in this "Yedidiah" who suddenly appeared.

This sense of trust started from the first time I saw Yedidiah, and a simple communication brought me peace of mind.

"Even though I said that..." the young lady said cautiously, "I feel scared when I think of the name Solomon. After all, he is the Magic King, and [Yedidiah] said before that she would not care about Getia..."

"But didn't you say you would help us later?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with a smile.

Da Vinci came out of the monitoring room nearby. All the data just tested were normal. She joked, "Ritsuka has some different feelings about that [Yedidiah]."

"I don't know." Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head: "I just care a little about what King Urgamesh said."

"What I said..."

[That guy is simply a machine without humanity. It would be more clever to describe him as a puppet of God. After all, this guy's belief in God has reached an extreme.]

"I always feel so pitiful." Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured.

Da Vinci, who was standing next to Fujimaru Ritsuka, of course heard that. A complicated look flashed across her eyes and she asked, "Why do you feel so pitiful?"

"Although there is nothing wrong with believing in gods and gods' protection...but I just feel that Solomon is too pitiful."

"Without your own thoughts and emotions, you just follow God's instructions until you die. No, even death is a predetermined thing that needs to be accepted calmly." Fujimaru Ritsuka said, "To live your life without your own thoughts and to die without any desires, isn't such a life very sad?"

Da Vinci looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka silently, his sapphire blue eyes were filled with a strange emotion, and at this moment it seemed as if he was staring at something.

"Oh, right." Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly remembered something, "What's wrong with the doctor's body? It turns out that he is sick because of overwork."

Speaking of doctors, Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression brightened up.

In his eyes, Dr. Roman is a serious worker. Apart from his usual confusion and unreliable personality traits, he is very serious and rigorous in preparing for daily battles and soul transfers. He is a very trustworthy senior.

"Roman..." Da Vinci said meaningfully, "It's probably a symptom of a sudden headache."

"Sudden headache? Doctor, have you had this symptom before?"

"No."

"How come..."

"Perhaps the brain's central nervous system is like a computer's CPU. It sees something that the brain can't process and crashes naturally, which of course results in a headache."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, not quite understanding, and asked, "Then I'll go see a doctor now?"

Mashu walked in from the door. The examination just now went smoothly. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Fujimaru Ritsuka said that she wanted to see a doctor. She said, "Senior, I will go with you."

Seeing Mashu coming in, Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, "Mashu, are you okay?"

Mashu became a sub-servant at the first point. Before becoming a sub-servant, the girl's health was not good. After becoming a sub-servant, although her physical quality improved a lot, she still needed a lot of care and examination.

"I'm fine, senior." Mash replied, "But how is the doctor? Senior just said he wanted to see a doctor. Can I go with you?"

"But [Yedidiah] is probably with the doctor right now..." Fujimaru Ritsuka said subconsciously, and he suddenly realized, "Could it be that the person [Yedidiah] said he wanted to see before is——Dr. Roman?!!"

"Huh?!!!" Mashu finally reacted.

"Does the doctor know [Yedidiah]?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Da Vinci in disbelief.

Who is Jedidiah? He was King Solomon who lived thousands of years ago. Who is Roman? He is a doctor from Chaldea. These two people are almost like two parallel lines with no intersection.

"Who knows?" Da Vinci said with a smile.

Ritsuka Fujimaru thought of the personality of [Yedidiah] and also recalled the first time he saw the doctor.

——It seems like the two of them can’t be put together.

Ritsuka Fujimaru thought suspiciously.

Dr. Roman has always been a coward.

He was afraid of many things and only knew how to escape. Even when facing the fake Solomon, he chose to hide himself instead of standing up.

Many times he wondered whether he should be braver, whether he should stand up boldly, and whether he should not choose to make a wish to the Holy Grail to become a real human being.

But he also felt that this period of time as a human being was his most fulfilling moment.

He is no longer omniscient and omnipotent, and he is no longer the divine machine that others say he is. He has his own preferences and has learned human emotions.

Until now.

"Did I open the door?"

"Wait, wait a minute!!" The sound was very soft, like cotton. But Dr. Roman jumped up from the bed as if he had been electrocuted. He said in panic: "No!"

The next second he suddenly covered his mouth.

Oops, exposed!

In fact, it didn't matter whether he was exposed or not. Roman was so anxious that he forgot that for Solomon, he only needed a glance from Solomon whether he was there or not.

The knocking on the door stopped with Roman's cry.

Everything was quiet, as if everything had calmed down.

Doctor Roman swallowed his saliva. Although he was no longer a Heroic Spirit, he could sense by instinct that Jedidiah, who had not yet become a king in another world, was standing at the door, and he could even imagine what she looked like and did at that moment.

What should I do? What should I do?

Dr. Roman's mind was in a mess.

The cup of water on the table was suddenly knocked over as I stepped back subconsciously, and the chair made a dragging sound on the ground as I moved forward.

Reject? No chance of that.

"No?" the voice asked again.

Roman slowly and tremblingly squatted down: "No!"

It was simply impossible for him to face that [Yedidiah] now. He was just a coward, how could he possibly face her?

But the next second the voice spoke again: "Yedidiah."

For a moment, Roman was completely stunned, as if he had been struck by some magic. He was unable to move after hearing these four simple words, and his mind went blank, with only these four words remaining.

——Jedidiah.

It was not a title after he became king, but a name given to him by the gods he believed in before he became king. It represented all the favors the gods had given him. It also represented King Solomon's only belief before he became king.

The impact of this name is much greater than the three words "Solomon".

"I'm coming in," she said.

At this time, Roman's mind was in a mess. He didn't know whether his emotions were more turbulent because of meeting this "Yedidiah" or the impact of those four words. He would hardly refuse now. He stammered and said something twice, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

The door slowly opened.

Originally, everyone's room had a password or fingerprint for entry, but it was not difficult for the white-haired woman. As the mechanical door was opened little by little, Roman looked at the door stiffly, and what came into view was the fluffy hair that looked like wool.

The white-haired woman walked in step by step.

Roman stared at the white-haired woman. At this moment, he could no longer take his eyes away.

"【Yedidiah】..." Roman murmured consciously.

Seeing [Yedidiah] in person was much more shocking than what he saw through the intercom. When the white-haired woman walked towards him step by step, he felt like he was back in time.

It's like seeing my past self.

Even though this Jedidiah is a woman.

"Is this your own choice?" asked the white-haired woman.

"Yes, yes..."

Roman's mind was confused, and the words that came out of his mouth were a little stammering, like a three or four-year-old child who couldn't speak. There was only panic in his green eyes, and finally he lowered his head as if he had given up.

The ages of the two seemed to have reversed.

The yet-to-be-king [Jedidiah] looked much calmer than Roman in front of him, as if Roman was the younger one.

But both of them knew it.

I don't know how Roman developed such a personality.

"Are you happy?" she asked again.

"...Happy." Roman's voice gradually faded away.

At this time, the white-haired woman just looked at him straight. When Roman couldn't help but glance over, he only saw emptiness in the white-haired woman's eyes. She didn't change at all because of Roman's words, but continued to speak.

“That’s the last question,” she said.

Roman looked up in surprise, and was somewhat shocked when he saw the white-haired woman. Could it be that a [Yedidiah] of this age had traveled through time just for such a question?

The atmosphere in the room was quiet for a while.

The white-haired woman slowly looked towards Dr. Roman's cheek, with a look of timidity on the latter's face.

"By becoming a human being and returning everything to heaven, have you abandoned God?"

The golden pupils solidified and turned into a cold and empty look, just like a god in the sky looking down at the world. If Roman looked up at the white-haired woman at this moment, he would see that she was in a different mood than before.

That would not be what Jedidiah had.

[Jedidiah] has not a trace of humanity.

When Dr. Roman heard this, his eyes widened and he suddenly raised his head, saying, "How is this possible? How could this happen? How could I abandon my God..."

"Even if I become a human, my faith in God will not disappear."

The tone was hurried as if he was explaining something in a hurry.

Then he raised his head in disbelief, his pupils suddenly shrinking. As if he had thought of something, his tone became a little anxious, as if he was eager to verify something.

"You, you are..."


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