The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the evening wind carried a chill.
In the wasteland, after using "Seven Heavens" to block a powerful holy spear that could destroy the world, Renn breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no sign of the goddess taking action again.
The Lion King attacks too hard.
In just that moment, one-third of the magic power in his body was consumed.
Although it is easy for him to collect magic power, it is not a wise move to compete with the goddess who can control the massive magic power contained and stored in the entire holy city.
It must be him who jumped into the street early.
Besides, there is a Morgan, and two thousand-year-old fairies or goddesses are enough to drain any man dry... If you can't do it, it's better to walk first as a courtesy.
"She probably won't take action again for the time being."
After blocking the goddess's blow, Ren took a deep breath to calm down the surging magic flow in his body.
In the night sky, two scabbard-like light shields disappeared, and the "Starry Night" turned into a long blue sword again and fell from the sky. He caught it and put it into the "Infinite Arms".
"Senior, that's amazing."
Seeing that the situation was calm and the crisis was over, Matthew relaxed his grip on the shield and did not hesitate to praise him.
"Yeah, what a strong defense."
Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded in approval. In his opinion, this defensive method was one of the best among the servants.
"Just so-so."
Ren waved his hand, and if someone praised him, he would be embarrassed if his tail was raised to the sky.
But let's forget it. The boy and the girl never slap each other in the face.
If you succeed in pretending, you will get sincere praise. If you accidentally overturn and end up in the street, they will also say - you have tried your best.
Unlike Mr. Lei, who is constantly venomous and sarcastic. What he likes most is to watch others pretend to fail and then get slapped in the face like crazy.
"So strong, this man in the trench coat."
"Well, but who is this person?"
"It's not a question of who this person is, but who this group of people is."
"..."
Hundreds of refugees who were stunned by shock finally woke up from the fierce battle between Noble Phantasms just now, and they were all talking about it.
Many people looked at the man in the trench coat with awe, fear, admiration or even fanaticism.
Of course, Renn didn't feel that way.
There was no point in showing off in front of a group of refugees. Instead, he began to miss Mr. Jin and La Er. It was really fun to show off in front of masters like them...
"Don't stand still, the wind is blowing hard. Of course, if you want to stay and be used as fertilizer, just stand where you are and don't move."
Ren reminded loudly.
Only then did everyone wake up from a dream, knowing that they were not out of the danger zone yet.
"Well, it's not a good time to stay here for a long time. Let's go first."
Knight Bedivere nodded first. This trip to the Holy Capital made him fully aware of the danger of the Lion King.
In the past, Wang spent most of his time wandering around like a ghost, not killing many people.
Now, if you dare to block the road, a "Holy Judgment" will immediately send you to the sky.
Xiaobei felt more and more guilty and regretful. If he had been more decisive and returned the holy sword Excalibur, things like this would not have happened now.
"Well, leave here first and take these refugees with you."
Fujimaru Ritsuka also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he asked Mashu and Da Vinci to help organize this group of mentally disturbed refugees to leave.
As a result, a large number of panicked refugees, guided by Chaldea's group, fled into the wilderness to the west of the Holy City.
The pursuing knights have not been seen in a short period of time.
At least not in this direction.
After all, there is a powerful Assassin here who can suppress Gawain and fight against the goddess. Most people just give food when they come.
But after Gawain and Tristan recover from their injuries, the Round Table and the Solemn Knights of the Holy City will definitely not give up.
After all, now except for Argue, all the four Knights of the Round Table are top-level under the blessing, and the Enchantress Morgan can also take action. As long as Gawain is allowed to resist Ren for a moment, the others can go on a killing spree.
Matthew has more than enough defense but not enough offense.
Leonardo da Vinci's EX-level treasure "The Omnipotent Man" cannot be used at this time, and its output depends entirely on a "Electric Gauntlet".
They were struggling to keep so many people safe.
"Well, everyone, let's go!"
"Let's go, I will never come to this city where the devil lives again."
"That's right, it just looks glamorous on the surface, but in the end it's all joy. The knights and the king are both executioners..."
Being greeted by the Chaldean people, the refugees fled while complaining and cursing the knights of the Holy City.
This time "Shengba" probably escaped more than 500 people, but the previous refugee team gradually became separated during the escape.
After all, it was impossible for Chaldea's three people and three mouths to shout for guidance to restrain such a huge team.
In the end, only more than a hundred refugees followed Fujimaru Ritsuka and others.
These people are relatively smart, and they know that Matthew and Da Vinci, these "wonders" from other places, are their greatest reliance on escaping capture.
Originally, this group of refugees were not very obedient, but after seeing Ren and the Lion King fighting in the air, they completely lost their temper and did not dare to make any mistakes.
Under the stars and the moon, the refugees endured the cold wind and ran for another seven or eight kilometers before they could no longer see the shadow of the Holy City, so they stopped to rest.
It won’t work if I don’t stop.
The environment at the Sixth Singularity has deteriorated, there is a lack of water, and the soil cannot grow any crops. Therefore, most of the refugees are emaciated, poorly clothed, and suffer from kidney deficiency.
He was able to run so far in one breath because he was frightened by the bloody massacre of the solemn knights.
After stopping to rest, Da Vinci's eyes swept over the weak, paralyzed refugees on the ground, gasping for breath.
Where to go next, that is the question.
She looked at Assassin and said seriously: "They are hungry and cold, and their bodies are very weak. I'm afraid they won't last long. They must find a place to stay."
"Well, it's best not to go any further west."
Ren's pupils shine like the Milky Way, and he is observing the nearby terrain with clairvoyance.
To the west of the Holy City is a vast wilderness plain, which is very suitable for cavalry charges and archery... Once they are overtaken by those solemn knights on horseback, the refugees sheltered by Chaldea will become living targets in the wilderness.
Protecting people is much harder than killing people.
Renne can be unparalleled among thousands of troops, but that doesn't mean he can protect a group of ordinary people safe and sound in a fierce battle.
Da Vinci suddenly remembered something at this time:
"By the way, aren't you connected with the mountain people?
What is the specific situation? Now the coalition forces can count us Chaldeans... Can Baimao place this group of people? "
"... Let's not talk about the coalition forces for now. No, Baimian Hassan is guarding the West Village. It's a long way away, and there's no way to open the pot there." Renn shook his head.
Miss Baimai has been very busy recently.
Traveling to and from Egyptian territory and various villages every day, discussing various cooperation matters, delivering intelligence, and issuing war preparation instructions...
If she hadn't been able to undergo mitosis and clone herself, she would have collapsed from exhaustion at this point.
But because of this, Xizhi Village currently lacks a leader to organize the villagers.
Don't think that resettling refugees is easy. It's a job for hundreds of people.
We need to consider the emotions of the original Nishinomura villagers, food and housing also need to be redistributed, and we need to find more water sources. Sanitation and medical issues are also urgent...
Renne can temporarily take over the power of the village chief from Bai Mang, but does he understand this?
If he rashly takes so many people there to recuperate, and no one can organize and lead the villagers to cooperate, he may directly overwhelm Nishinomura, which is very short on supplies.
In this regard, he is inferior to people like Jin Shining and Da Mao Wang.
After all, he has never been a king or a ruler, and he cannot govern or deal with people's livelihood issues at all, not even a village.
"Since there is no leader to manage the West Village for the time being, we can't go there."
At this time, Dr. Roman's image emerged, "It must be a disaster for Ren to take people there. After all, he is almost useless except for iron-making (projection) and fighting."
Maybe he was stimulated by Mr. Lei's words about "third-rate magician" before, so the doctor would criticize him whenever he had time.
"Hmph, then you try..."
Ren was about to retaliate, but when he remembered that the doctor was once the boxing king of ancient Israel... well, the king, and a well-known wise king, he immediately shut his mouth.
I lost.
Not having the identity of a king seems a bit out of character.
The King of Knights, the King of Conquerors, Jin Shining and Ozymandias are all kings, and even the little sun has the identity of King Anga...
Renn suddenly had the urge to split the earth and become king in the main world.
Not for the sake of showing off, but after becoming the king, he can legitimately open a harem. First, he will marry Princess Kesha as the queen and bring all the women he likes into the harem...
Then I would sing and sing every night, waiting for my country to perish... ahem.
'Not very reliable. '
After getting rid of this ridiculous thought in his mind, Ren glanced at the doctor sideways:
"Do you think I am you? A decadent capitalist, a rubbish feudal aristocrat who plunders the people's wealth...Huh, I am a noble and great proletarian warrior! What's wrong with not exploiting and oppressing the common people?"
doctor:"……"
If you can still do this, it will gain your knowledge.
"Um?"
Da Vinci's beautiful eyes flashed, looking thoughtfully at Roman and Assassin, who had been tit-for-tat.
But it was not the time to explore this, and then she frowned:
"Are there other mountain people villages nearby? It would be best to persuade them to accept this group of refugees."
"There should be. Compared to the far-away West Village, the East Village guarded by Hassan the Cursed Wrist is relatively close to this area, but I don't know the specific location of the village."
Renn spread his hands.
From here, there is a continuous mountain range to the east.
Dongzhi Village is located in this mountain range, but it is difficult to find a small village deliberately hidden in the vast mountainous area.
However, with Ren's "Delusion-breaking Eye", if you look for it with all your heart, you can still find it. It's just a matter of time.
Of course, it's not enough to just find the village. You also have to find a path leading into the mountains and clear away bushes, weeds and wild beasts along the way... The speed at which the refugees can travel is also a problem.
It is best to have someone who is familiar with the terrain to lead the way. After all, refugees are not as careless as Servants and can walk on any terrain with ease.
"Benefactor, can you listen to me?"
While Ren was discussing with Da Vinci, the young woman whom he had rescued from Gawain's sword suddenly raised her hand and interrupted.
Ren secretly thought that there was something going on, and he saved people for nothing, so he nodded cheerfully and said:
"Ma'am, please speak."
The young woman with her face covered with a veil also brought a cute little boy about five years old, but at this time, the little guy had fallen asleep in his mother's arms.
Carefully holding her son in her arms, the veiled young woman whispered:
"Several benefactors, as far as I know, there is a mountain people village nearby, and among the refugees following us there are people who broke away from that village..."
The food supply in many villages is seriously insufficient, so some hungry villagers voluntarily left their villages.
On the one hand, they are looking for food, and on the other hand, they are trying their luck in the Holy City.
If they are lucky enough to pass the "Holy Ba" test, they will no longer have to worry about their future life.
Of course, now they also know that - after going to the Holy City of Camelot, they don't have to worry about the future. If they are selected, they can go to the city's popular restaurants and drink spicy food. If they are not selected, they can also go to the underworld to report immediately...
This young woman named Salia is one of the three chosen among the Holy Ba.
She reached the very fascinating standard of The Lion King - "Forever Immaculate", but her son Rushed was not so lucky.
Salia was unwilling to leave her son behind and enter the Holy City alone to enjoy her blessings.
Unfortunately, repeated pleas to bring his son were in vain, and Lu Shide was almost hacked to death by the solemn knight.
Fortunately, Ren was preparing to sneak into the Holy City at that time, and killed the knight with a sword.
Under Salia's introduction, Renne, Leonardo da Vinci and others found a refugee who was said to be from the East Village and was willing to lead the way.
This weather-beaten Middle Eastern man had a bitter smile on his face:
"Abandoning my faith, abandoning my suffering compatriots... and running to surrender to foreign knights and kings, I should have returned to the East Village shamelessly.
But other refugees should not suffer because of my personal persistence.
I will point out the route to the East Village for you, but whether the village manager is willing to accept it...that is not something I can decide. "
Many Saracens are devout Muslims.
It would be very painful for them to abandon the faith of their generations and seek refuge from foreigners. However, even so, the Holy City did not bring real hope.
Ren is a disbeliever and doesn't quite understand the feeling of thinking that he is a shameful traitor and has no face to see Jiangdong's elders. He reaches out and rubs his chin:
"Just lead the way and leave the rest to me.
Moreover, in order to survive, even if you abandon your faith, you still understand that nothing is more important than life. "
"My lord, this may be the reason why you are so powerful. You have no faith and only want to believe in your own fists."
"It's true... you didn't say anything or lead the way before, maybe because you were afraid that our group of foreigners with suspicious origins might harm the village. Why have you changed your mind now?"
"I haven't changed my mind. If I'm wrong about the person and you want to do something evil, I will fight with you. Just do it once and surrender to the foreigners in order to survive!"
The man said fearlessly.
'Perhaps this is why the mountain people can still sustain themselves.
A nation that always wants to wait for others and heroes to save it and does not struggle or fight on its own has no future. '
Ren thought so.
Before, he did subconsciously think that they were all burdens.
If it’s too troublesome, it’s better to leave them to fend for themselves. Anyway, their group of refugees won’t be of much use, and we don’t rely on these weaklings to fight...
When did you think so?
However, fighting is not just a matter for Servants. In the decisive battle with the Holy Capital, ordinary soldiers also have battlefields where they fight bloody battles.
"Being immersed in getting stronger and stronger is ridiculous, ridiculous, Yu is too arrogant!"
Ren laughed to himself, and the magic power surged in his palm, projecting a hundred-forged steel sword filled with cold light, and threw it to the weather-beaten man in front of him, "On the day of the decisive battle, I hope to see you in the military formation."
"You'll see it, in the Vanguard."
This ordinary-looking man took the steel knife and led the way, wary of some wild beasts that might appear.
It would be much more convenient if someone led the way. In the dark night, many refugees supported each other and headed towards the mountains not far away.
Along the way, a wyvern attacks.
Seeing a group of food, it flew over happily and prepared to have a feast. However, it was killed by Ren with a knife and then skinned and cramped. The bones were used to make soup.
Although the meat was still not enough for more than a hundred people, he added some wild vegetables dug along the way and cooked it together with a bag of rice he took out from the "Infinite Arms". Each person also had two bowls of porridge.
After eating, everyone felt much better and the speed of the journey increased sharply.
Thanks to the rich nutrition of dragon meat, the refugees were able to enter the mountains before dawn and were generally safe.
Because the knights of the Holy City are not good at marching and fighting in the mountains and forests.
It is taboo for cavalry to enter the mountains. In the mountains and forests, they will lose their original strong mobility, and the horses will be unable to move due to the complex environment and cannot charge.
And the Hassan's are like a duck in water.
The people of the mountain set various traps in the dense forests of the mountain road, which are enough to make the journey of the solemn knights happy and miserable.
"It's rare, Assassin. Although you didn't abandon them before, you don't care much about the life and death of this group of people."
Da Vinci smiled slightly when he looked at Ren, who had returned not long after leaving with a chimera on his shoulders, ready to skin and cramp it to make a breakfast for the refugees.
Glancing at the man holding a knife and watching the wind, Ren sneered:
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm just giving them a chance to fight. When they get to the battlefield, life and death will depend on their fate. I won't care about their lives anymore."
"Oh, why give this a chance?"
"Because Yu had water in his head before, and the more he lived, the more he went back.
I forgot that I was once an ant, and I felt the unyielding regret of having my homeland and beliefs ruthlessly trampled, and my relatives and friends being slaughtered... I have experienced and felt them all.
At that time, I would think, I will continue to fight... So now I give them a chance. Even ordinary people have the dignity of life and the courage to fight...
These precious things should not be ignored or trampled on. "
Ren's voice was very plain, but extremely powerful.
Da Vinci was stunned for a moment, then looked at Dr. Roman's projection screen:
"Am I right? I turned into a coward like an ordinary person."
"Of course, this should be a hymn of courage, a story of love and hope, where people are willing to fight rather than wait to be saved, so that human nature can have the value of being repaired.
Heroes are just leaders, not babysitters or saviors. I'm glad you think so, Wren. "
Roman scratched his head, looking very frivolous, but he answered him very seriously.
"Roman..."
Da Vinci's eyes flashed.
Roman is indeed a mortal now, although being able to become the chief medical officer of Chaldea in his twenties is considered a genius.
But this just relies on twice the effort and sweat than ordinary people.
For this reason, he hasn't had a good rest in ten years.
"Yes, the 'Magic King' claims to be omniscient and omnipotent, but all he sees are ugly and sinful things. He only has that little vision.
I used to mock him mercilessly for being narrow-minded and mentally retarded. I never thought that I would make the same arrogant mistake and turn a blind eye to the brightest things in people...
However, it’s not too late for me to wake up, hahahaha, oh hahahaha…”
Ren suddenly laughed so hard that his stomach cramped.
"..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka and his schoolmates were confused when they saw this, and the refugees who were waiting for breakfast were confused, thinking that this "hero" was crazy.
They don't know the nature of this man.
once.
An opportunity to become ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times stronger in an instant was placed in front of me, but I didn't cherish it.
I only regretted it when I lost it.
The most painful thing in the world is this.
If God can give me another chance.
I will say four words to that power - you are eating shit!
If you have to give this ugly rejection a time limit.
I hope it's forever!
A man chooses to be the strongest as a human being. Even if he is a scumbag, he cannot be some random beast or monster.
──
It is at this time, the seventh singularity.
He propped his chin up with his hand and had just finished handling government affairs. The model worker king, who was resting on the throne of Uruk, opened his blood-red eyes:
"Xixiu, you actually woke up so quickly. I don't want that kind of power that represents human sin and evil karma...
I have to admit that you still have some courage! Hum hum…”
Thinking that he didn't adapt so quickly in the first place, he felt even more unhappy.
───
The Inner Sea of Stars.
“Stand high and see far.
Can see thousands of miles away, past, present and future.
Such a person would inevitably ignore the weeds and wildflowers beneath his feet.
However, the world is full of weeds and wild flowers.
You know which flowers will bloom, and you know what the landscape will look like.
However, you won’t lie down in the sea of flowers yourself, and you don’t know which flower has more charming fragrance, because people standing at high places will not lower their heads to smell wild flowers...
The guy who decided to carry out human incineration was an existence that turned a blind eye to beautiful things, human courage, sacrifice, wisdom, awareness... all of these.
With a pair of eyes that can see far away, it is easy to get lost in the omniscience.
King Solomon saw it and was unmoved.
King Gilgamesh decided to be out of sight, out of mind, and turned a blind eye every day.
Now, even a junior wakes up in just a few days.
But I’m the only one who pretends to be a sage or prophet, and only feels regret after messing up everything. It’s obvious that I have the worst ability...
Now it seems that I am indeed the worst one, and the scumbag is myself. "
The old dream demon leaned against the wall in the Tower of Paradise, tapping on the keyboard with his fingers, muttering to himself while updating the magic ☆ Mellie.
I don’t know why, but my conscience hurts a little.
But it doesn’t matter, it won’t hurt anymore if it hurts…
Anyway, I’m used to it, haha, if you have the ability, hit me along the network cable.
──
It's noon in the deep mountains and old forests.
"Senior seems to have become stronger."
The school girl blinked her watery eyes and seemed to feel something as she looked at Assassin who was about to go hunting again and prepare lunch.
For some reason, his back now gives people a sense of perseverance and strength, as if he could support him even if the sky fell.
“Well, it’s more than that.
A few days ago, I felt that when he looked at us, it was like someone outside the portrait admiring the beautiful scroll, but the appreciation also revealed a kind of indifference and alienation in his bones.
Much better now, at least standing in front of us. "
Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched his head and said a little uncertainly.
He did have that subtle feeling before that they were like people with trajectories in a play or story in his eyes, a "being" rather than a person.
Leonardo da Vinci stood on the other side, talking to the image projected by Dr. Roman:
"Hey, do you know what's going on? Why did Assassin's spiritual energy level suddenly rise so much?"
"...Um, I'm not sure." Roman laughed and said perfunctorily.
"Not sure? Haha."
Da Vinci sneered and lowered his voice.
"Let's talk about this guy's background. His spiritual base value can be so high. Damn it, he keeps hovering at the championship level! As long as he stays stable...
But this is unreasonable!
Either he was a top-ranked spiritual master from the beginning, how could he naturally rise to this level, unless he also..."
"Ahem, don't ask so many questions, they are not enemies anyway."
"All right."
At the moment, it was still important to deal with the Lion King of the Holy City. Da Vinci did not break the casserole and asked what happened. She glanced at the silver bracelet on her wrist - the "Electric Gauntlet".
This represents the fate and connection between the soldier and Chaldea.
