Coach, I want to learn this too.
Although Daimao Wang didn't want to learn projection magic at the moment, she still wanted to explore it. At least she was eager to know how far Wuming could do it.
"Okay, here you go."
Renn handed the invisible holy sword wrapped in the Wind King's barrier to Artoria, who looked curious.
He knew what King Daimao meant. The other party wanted to know the difference between his curry stick and the one in her hand.
After taking over the eternally distant Golden Sword, King Daimao kept comparing it with the Sword of Victory in her hand.
She had taken it once before when Wuming had just copied the Holy Sword, but she never expected that he could do it to this extent.
Unfortunately, even if Ren dispelled the Wind King's barrier and exposed the sword, King Da Mao still couldn't figure out the power of the Golden Sword.
So she returned the holy sword and asked directly: "Wu Ming, what level is your copied holy sword?"
"Ex-class anti-star Noble Phantasm, it can split the earth with one sword. Do you believe it?" Renn put away the holy sword and said something out of habit.
Speaking of the power of the holy sword, it seems that the "old sword" - Arthur Pendragon's curry stick is more powerful, of course, provided that the number of layers is unlocked enough.
Artoria's holy sword is nicknamed EX Curry Stick (Excalibur). It is still only A++ grade, not as good as the old sword, but the old sword does not have Avalon.
"Stop joking and tell me quickly!" King Da Mao couldn't help but roll his eyes at this unreliable guy.
"A+ level anti-city treasure phantom is not as powerful as yours. Miss Knight King, are you satisfied now?"
Ren also rolled his eyes, glanced at the surrounding ruins, and walked towards Fuyuki City.
With an imperceptible smile on his lips, King Da Mao followed, raised his chin and said:
"Humph, you are the one. A fake projection has reached this level, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"
Although she was still very surprised, she would be happy as long as Wuming's holy sword was worse than hers.
If the power is really the same, it would be too shocking.
The Noble Phantasm that you are proud of and symbolizes honor and legend is copied at will by others, and it is no worse than your own. Just imagine which heroic spirit can bear this?
She is no exception, no one wants to be compared to a fake.
Ren didn't reply, just looked up and admired the intoxicating night.
This dark, dilapidated street seemed deserted. Under the dancing moonlight, the two of them galloped all the way, side by side, towards the urban area where the lights were on.
"By the way, Wu Ming, you have always been projecting other people's Noble Phantasms to fight. Where is your own Noble Phantasm?" Arturia suddenly felt something in her heart and asked.
Renn smiled, took out his demon hunting knife and handed it to her:
"This sword is my Noble Phantasm, a C-level Noble Phantasm."
"Is this the one?" King Da Mao took the demon hunting knife with a stunned look on his face and looked at it carefully.
Judging from her eyes, the aura exuded by this knife is really not strong, at best it is relatively sharp.
Ren's expression was serious and he said seriously: "Yes, this is my real Noble Phantasm."
"That's it? How is this possible? You are obviously very strong..." King Da Mao couldn't believe that the other party only had a C-level knife.
"Nothing is impossible, I am just a nobody, without any fame, let alone legends or deeds.
Apart from a fairly sharp knife, there are naturally no treasures. "
Makes sense, but...
King Daimao looked wary and looked at Wuming's serious face with suspicion. If it had been someone else, she might have believed it.
But this guy, huh, talks nonsense and uses counterfeit money, and not a single word of it is credible.
Her expression became serious and she said in a serious tone:
"Wu Ming, as an ally, you have copied both of my Noble Phantasms. Now to facilitate future cooperation, can you tell me your trump card?"
"You're overthinking this. This sword is my precious phantom." Ren explained solemnly without blushing or heartbeat.
He didn't panic, the Demon Hunting Knife was really his Noble Phantasm, it was just that he had two other Noble Phantasms.
Of course, there is no need to tell her this.
"Really? You don't have any other trump cards?" She stared at his face and asked.
Ren quickly shook his head and sighed with a "lonely" look:
"Why did I lie to you? I'm just a Caster, the weakest class, and a mere second-rate mage.
Except for the projection magic and a few knife skills which are just okay, other things are completely off the table. "
"Really?" King Daimao looked back doubtfully.
Master Ren immediately changed the subject: "Let's go, I'm a little hungry, let's go have dinner now."
"No, you are the same. Liar! You promised me that you will never deceive people with counterfeit money in the future!"
Arturia gets angry just thinking about this. She was the majestic knight king of Britain, but one day she became an accomplice of a liar.
Tsk, I didn’t see you being so tough when I was eating.
Renn pursed his lips and took out a wad of cash from his trouser pocket:
"I'd like to state in advance that this money was given to me by Kariya, not a projection. Although it's not much, it's totally fine for a few big meals."
"Hmph, why do you use fake banknotes to deceive people when you have real banknotes!" King Da Mao turned his head away angrily and didn't want to pay attention to him.
Ren said dismissively: "It goes without saying, why spend real money when you can use counterfeit money?"
hateful! Get out of here!
Da Mao Wang gave him a vicious look, turned around and walked in the other direction. If she didn't leave, she was afraid that she would fight with him again.
Renn didn't care and deliberately said in a regretful tone:
"Unfortunately, I originally planned to eat at the barbecue buffet, steak, chicken wings, mutton skewers, sashimi... It seems that only I can enjoy these delicacies."
Uh-huh!
King Daimao immediately turned around and came back, saying expressionlessly: "Wu Ming, let's go separate ways after eating!"
She really wasn't greedy, she just needed to replenish her energy.
Yes, that’s it! Otherwise, who would want to stay with a guy like him.
This guy is honest with his mouth but honest with his body.
Ren smiled confidently, knowing that she was thin-skinned and not exposing her, and walked to a cafeteria in the Dynasty with Dai Mao.
He and King Da Mao agree on one thing, no matter what, you can't treat your stomach badly.
After a sumptuous dinner, the two officially parted ways.
"Hey, let me tell you, are you really not going back to the castle with me and are you going to search Rider all night by yourself?"
On the national highway, Ren stared at King Da Mao who was about to leave.
"If you are not lazy, you can search separately with me, which will be more efficient." Arturia's expression was cold.
This guy fell out of love just after eating and drinking. Renn twitched the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and left calmly:
"No, good luck to you."
He wouldn't do this kind of thankless hard work.
