In the forest.
"What on earth am I doing?"
In the past twenty-four hours, Ayaka Sajo thought about this problem for the first time.
A beast with beautiful fur lay next to Ayaka. Ayaka thought blankly while stroking its belly.
"Um...what am I doing?"
"By the way, the Holy Grail War."
The silver beast howled and rubbed its head against Ayaka.
"It should be...the Holy Grail War."
Ayaka felt the warmth brought by the animals and recalled her experiences in the past half day.
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Snowfield Center Street half a day ago
When the sun was about to rise, Ayaka was walking quickly to leave the police station, but the swordsman behind her suddenly sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, it's nothing. I asked my friend to help inquire about the situation at the police station. It seems that the people who were detained before have taken shelter outdoors temporarily."
"Then what?"
"I made an appointment with the police officers before, and I will accept their house arrest until dawn. But if I go back, I don't trust you alone, so I am hesitant about who to keep. If the police station is paralyzed, then I will be Being placed under house arrest until just now can be considered as an act of mercy.”
The swordsman's bright tone made Ayaka sigh and ask: "Are you actually planning to fulfill this agreement?"
"Promises are very important. Not only the person who breaks the contract will suffer misfortune, but also the people involved in it."
"I still don't understand...you just said you were hesitating about who to keep, aren't you alone?"
"I still have you, so I'm not alone."
Seeing the swordsman trying to fool him by making witty remarks, Ayaka gave him a cold look.
"Hahaha, even if you look at me like this, I can't reveal my trump card in a place like this. But if you want to know anyway, I can give you a hint..."
"No need." Ayaka looked at the swordsman with a colder look, then sighed and continued, "But you should be really worried about me... although I think your fuck is useless. I’m heartbroken...but still, thank you.”
Hearing Ayaka's brief thank you, the swordsman smiled and shook his head, replying: "There's no need to thank me, I'm really futile. I was just doing what I wanted to do, but I got you. Thank you, this will make me more motivated. By the way, if you are tired from walking, do you want me to call the horse out? With a little magic, that guy William may help me get it out..."
"No, no need, really no need! By the way...who is William? Just don't tell me if you don't want to. Why do you have to show off the names of people I don't know one after another?"
Ayaka stopped the whimsical heroic spirit and asked her doubts.
The swordsman looked away for a moment, and then replied with a perfunctory smile: "Oh, because you have a sullen face, as if you are lonely. I think if you know that there are many invisible companions around us, you won't You must be feeling lonely..."
"That just makes me feel weird."
"Okay, I'll never do that again. I'll explain everyone's story to you later."
"It doesn't matter if you don't explain it? But, for example, about the lighting thing before, if there are other people who helped me without my knowledge, can you say thank you to them on my behalf..."
Hearing this, the swordsman opened his eyes wide, and after a moment he smiled and praised, "Ayaka, although you always have a stern face, you are a gentle person."
"I'm so sorry for keeping such a straight face..."
As they were talking, a voice suddenly interrupted from the side.
"Hi! Girl! Girl!"
"Um?"
"Ah, it is indeed the little girl from yesterday. I saw that you seemed to be walking over from the police station. Are you okay?"
Ayaka felt as if she had heard this voice not long ago, so she followed the sound
Look back. I saw a young man standing there, wearing a fancy hairstyle that you will never forget once you look at it.
A mohawk, a tattoo on his neck, numerous stud rings on his face and ears... the man's punk-style look is very eye-catching. Ayaka remembered that when she first came to this city, the drugstore clerk who told her where there was a cheap motel was the man in front of her.
"You were from that time??"
"I didn't expect to meet you in a place like this. What a coincidence. The person next to you...could he be your boyfriend?"
"No, he is just an ordinary friend." Since he couldn't tell ordinary people about the existence of the Servant, Ayaka chose a random name.
As for the swordsman, he looked at the man with a mohawk and the punk-style young man beside him intently, and then asked in an innocent tone: "Excuse me, did you sew these fancy clothes by yourself? ? Or should you hire a professional craftsman to sew it? And your hair, can I ask if you also combed this rebellious hairstyle yourself?"
Seeing the swordsman's eyes shining and asking questions repeatedly, the punk-style young people looked at each other. The man with a mohawk asked Ayaka: "Which country is your boyfriend from?"
"I told you, he is not my boyfriend..."
The swordsman put Ayaka aside who was about to deny this, and interrupted, "I'm from England. In fact, including London and Winchester, I haven't been in that land for long. .”
The man was a little confused and said, "Ah... I think that's where it originated. It's impossible not to know..."
At this time, the swordsman noticed that the man was carrying a guitar case. He opened his eyes wide in realization and asked, "Could it be that you are musicians?"
"Musician? Brother, you are really particular about your choice of words."
"Ah, I'm sorry, the knowledge I learned is a bit biased... So where can I hear your music? In a church? A pub? Or the opera house...ah! I just destroyed that place..."
Although the swordsman's words seemed to be teasing the other party, in Ayaka's ears, there was miraculously no malice.
Previously, Ayaka felt that the swordsman had always kept a distance from her and acted calmly with everything. Now the swordsman was asking innocent questions like a child, and Ayaka finally understood: This person... probably likes music...
I don’t know if the unique charisma of heroic spirits comes into play, but the man and his group seem to have the same feeling as Ayaka. They regard the swordsman as a "weirdo who likes music."
"I don't quite understand why you ask, but do we look like people who will perform in church? Ah! That's pretty good. For example, Whoopi Goldberg (Note: Hollywood female star, representative of "Sisters") Crazy") movie."
"Is that person a famous opera singer?"
"Well, that's right." The man shrugged and told Ayaka and the swordsman, "We were originally holding an all-night concert, and suddenly there were gunshots and explosions. The guests were all ordered to evacuate by the police. Kicked out."
"...What a bad luck."
Recalling the battle between the priest and the vampire that she just witnessed, Ayaka couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.
"How about it? Are you willing to listen to our performance? We won't charge you any money."
"Ah, this..."
Because Ayaka and the others needed to hide their whereabouts, and the words "no money" made Ayaka feel guilty, so she was about to politely refuse——
"Can you? Thank you! You are such a good person. Even if I return to my seat, I will never forget your great kindness!"
The swordsman's eyes shone brightly, and he was as happy as a child meeting a movie star for the first time. This made Ayaka completely understand.
Ah, that's for sure.
This hero... likes music very much.
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A few minutes later, Ayaka and Kenshi followed the man with the mohawk and his bandmates into an underground Live House.
"The stairs are a bit steep, so be careful where you step. Sorry, this building is too old and doesn't have anything modern like an elevator."
Ayaka just asked "Is there an elevator in this building?", but the man probably understood it as something else, so he replied to her so regretfully. This made Ayaka feel guilty.
But then again, this heroic spirit... no matter how you look at it, he is a hero from around the Middle Ages, right?
Although I don’t know much about punk and metal, this kind of intense rock music is completely different from the music of his time...
Hmm...is that called classical music? No, the swordsman probably listened to it much earlier than Mozart or Beethoven.
What if he gets angry when he hears rock music... Even many modern people are disgusted with rock music, saying that it is music for young people...
Ayaka's mind was filled with negative thoughts, but she had nowhere to go, so she followed the swordsman and the band members.
She decided that if the swordsman shouted "This kind of garbage is not music at all", she would take him away by force even if she tried to use the power of the command spell.
Speaking of which, is it a command spell? Although I've heard about how to use it, I haven't officially made a contract with him. Will it really be effective? And it seems that mine is still a fake command spell...
Ayaka's Command Seal is a "false Command Seal" made in order to seize other people's wards.
Those were the five patterns implanted in Ayaka by the "White Woman" before she set foot on this land.
Although the "White Woman" said that it could command servants just like a real command spell, Ayaka had no idea how credible her words were. After all, the current Holy Grail War is far from what Ayaka heard from the "White Woman".
It's different from the point where "the Holy Grail War must be hidden and the fight must be carried out secretly where ordinary people cannot see"...
Even if this command spell is real, I don't know if I can use it like a magician...
Ayaka walked down the stairs while bearing the anxiety that was about to overwhelm her.
She mentally prepared herself.
However, what awaits her ahead will be a hell she has never seen before.
Facts have proved that Ayaka's mental preparations were all unfounded.
"Amazing!"
This was a lonely concert, with only Ayaka, Kenshi and a few LiveHouse staff members who did not seek refuge in the audience. However, just after listening to the band's entire performance, the swordsman alone gave out a thunderous cheer comparable to hundreds of fans.
"Awesome! I'm so touched! I have to write this emotion into a poem and dedicate it to Avalon... No, this doesn't need excessive modification at all! Just an ordinary 'wonderful' is enough! Ayaka, this That’s amazing, Ayaka! Do bards of this era play such exciting music?”
"Ah, no, um..."
Ayaka was speechless for a moment.
The swordsman had bright eyes and asked in a low voice at a volume that only Ayaka could hear: "What is the name of the music they play? It is completely different from the music of my time. It has been subdivided into new types. I don’t know why, you didn’t tell me this kind of knowledge?? This is obviously the most important thing! This Holy Grail War is indeed very strange, and has different possibilities from ordinary Holy Grail Wars.” xь.
"What I find strange is that you...this kind of music is called...punk? No, maybe it's metal??"
Seeing Ayaka and the swordsman secretly whispering, the guitarist who finished the performance walked over curiously, then took Ayaka's words and said: "Ah, you can call it whatever you want. Although not long ago, there were some people who were interested in punk and metal. The difference is huge, but we are just making the music we want to do, and you can just treat it as ordinary rock and roll."
The guitarist didn't seem to be particular about the name of his music. Seeing the swordsman's unabashed joy after listening to the music, he was even a little shy.
"Rock music! That's it, this kind of music is called
Rock music! "
After speaking, the swordsman looked at the electric guitar in the man's hand.
"Is this the musical instrument today! This is the first time I have heard such a unique sound. The thunderous roar and the melody are in perfect harmony! It feels like my internal organs are being firmly grasped along with my soul! "
Hearing the swordsman's words as if he were seeing an electric guitar for the first time, the man showed an incredulous expression and asked: "I just heard you talking about metal punk, and you said it in such detail... Is it possible that you can't even rock?" Is this your first time hearing it?"
"Ah?? Rock music is simply called Rock. I'm ashamed to say that this is indeed the first time I've heard it. I may have heard it in other times and places, but at least I don't have this memory now. I didn't expect to get such a A fresh touch!"
"I really admire you... Brother, which hill in England did you come from?"
"You can't really travel from the age of knights, right?"
The female bassist made a casual joke, to which Ayaka could only smile bitterly.
The man handed his electric guitar to the swordsman, who was as happy as a child, and asked, "Then do you want to touch it?"
"Is that okay?" After that, the swordsman's recital began.
Although it was his first time playing the guitar, the swordsman quickly became proficient in it.
Ayaka stared blankly, with random thoughts popping up in her mind, "Sure enough, those who can become heroes can do anything." It was as if she was being reminded not to get lost in the music played by the swordsman.
While Ayaka was dazed in the corner of the room, the man brought another guitar and played with the other band members to the music of the swordsman, and finally captured the ensemble with a video camera.
The band members seemed to admire the swordsman very much and chatted about what to have for breakfast later.
The swordsman didn't even know when he took off his armor and put on a set of clothes that someone had given him that he had put in the dressing room before, dressing up like a slightly mature band member.
This outfit matched the swordsman's blond hair with red hair, which surprised Ayaka.
"Although I refuse to participate in the Holy Grail War, I am probably not qualified to say such things...but has this heroic spirit really thought about seriously competing for the Holy Grail?"
After the band members said they were going to change clothes and returned to the lounge, the swordsman walked towards Ayaka, who was sitting in the corner of the stage, and asked: "Ayaka, are you okay? Are you sleepy?"
"Thanks to you, the electric guitar keeps playing and I'm sober now."
"Haha, I'm really sorry about that."
The swordsman sat down next to Ayaka with a smile and whispered: "There are no magic rituals in this underground place, nor are there any external surveillance devices connected to it. If you want to sleep, do it now."
Hearing this, Ayaka's eyes widened through her glasses. Ayaka thought that the swordsman must be addicted to music, let alone the Holy Grail War, and even the things they were escaping from were forgotten, but he didn't expect that he would still pay attention to these things.
"Could it be that what you just did was all an act?"
"What performance?"
"It's just... you pretend to be moved by the music..."
"How is that possible! I'm really touched! Ayaka doesn't feel touched?" The swordsman looked around the stage and auditorium, and continued, "To be honest, I wanted to sneak into a place without enemies from the beginning. While the magicians were watching, they were expecting to hear modern music. However, it was an unexpected surprise to encounter such a wonderful melody. Ayaka, thank you for not stopping me."
"I couldn't stop the atmosphere at that time. And even though the man with the mohawk was dressed like that, he was still quite nice." Ayaka sighed and said to the swordsman, "Actually, I don't hate it either. Song. It’s just that you are too noisy, making it difficult for me to interrupt.”
"Really, I'm really sorry...but they are so awesome! Although they wrote about their own depression and anger in the lyrics, they did not turn into simple complaints, but put these words in a passionate Shout out musically and prove your existence to the world! After all, the poems I used to listen to were all about the great first king Arthur Pendragon and
The heroic deeds of the Knights of the Round Table. "
The swordsman remembered the past, his eyes shining with the same brilliance as before.
Seeing this, Ayaka thought to herself: This hero is exactly the opposite of me... When he told these things, he seemed to be happy from the bottom of his heart. Completely different from the pessimistic me... If he hadn't been connected to someone like me through magic, he would have been able to obtain the Holy Grail.
"I think??"
"Hmm? What's wrong? If you're sleepy, I can ask you if there are any pillows or quilts."
"I'm not sleepy, I just want to ask you...what are you going to wish for the Holy Grail?"
Hearing this, the swordsman said with slight surprise: "Oh, it's so rare that you would actually ask me about the Holy Grail War."
"Nothing, I just thought that if you have a very important reason... then I have to apologize to you first, because I don't seem to be of much help in the fight for the Holy Grail.".Ь.
The swordsman showed a blank expression and asked Ayaka, "Have you always cared about this? You provided me with magic power when I appeared in this world, so why can't you help me?"
"I'm sorry, I'm actually a petty person." Ayaka said, turning her face to the side.
Seeing this, the swordsman felt troubled and said, "Why do you want the Holy Grail... I want to know too."
"What do you mean? Didn't you call me back because you wanted the Holy Grail?"
"Normally, it should be like this, but I am not sure why I want the Holy Grail after being summoned here. In a special place called the 'seat' by magicians, there is not only space, but also time and world lines. It’s very muddy. Maybe I will have some reason to want the Holy Grail when I am summoned in the future, or somewhere else. At least I don’t have that memory in my mind now.”
"I don't quite understand time and memory...but don't you have any wishes? Didn't you say that the Holy Grail can grant any wish?"
"If I said I didn't regret anything I did during my lifetime, I would definitely be lying to you, but I don't have any wish for the Holy Grail. If I get the Holy Grail, I hope I can get a body and really study. The music and opera of this era. It may not make sense to do this, but I want to bring as many songs and heroes as possible back to the place where my soul is... which is the seat I just mentioned."
Ayaka didn't know if the swordsman was joking or serious. She turned around and saw the swordsman's face thinking seriously.
This expression made Ayaka vaguely understand that what he said was not made up casually to hide his true feelings.
This swordsman really doesn't know.
Why was he summoned as a desirer for the Holy Grail?
"The reasons why heroic spirits want the Holy Grail should be various. Maybe some heroic spirits are summoned not because they have a wish to realize, but because they have other intentions for the Holy Grail? For example, they want to destroy it. Like I was summoned I think that’s what she thought about the heroic spirit that appeared in the opera house that appeared to be a stalker during the summoning.”
Then, the swordsman looked back on the past and continued: "Indeed, the great King Arthur once wanted to get the Holy Grail. As a person who respects King Arthur, I also want to get it very much. One of the reasons is that I want to send it to King Arthur's real tomb. …But I don’t want to go to the extent of trampling on the ambitions of other heroes and putting others in danger.”
The swordsman paused, smiled wryly and nodded to Void.
"Well, you are right. This is not what I would say. After all, I was blinded by the treasures related to the Round Table, and was eventually shot by you. However, it can also be said that I was because of that You’ve learned a lesson, haven’t you?”
"You're talking to someone you can't see again..."
What the hell is the agreement just now... Ayaka was about to sigh——
The next second he swallowed the sigh.
"Let me introduce it to you, but the magic channels need to be connected more closely..."
Before he finished speaking, the swordsman stretched out his hand and gently touched the tattoo on Ayaka's right hand.
"What do you want to do?
..." In an instant, a clear "scenery" spread out in Ayakashi's mind.
"ah……"
In a watchtower that resembled a Western castle or fortress, a man was wrapped in bandages and holding a crossbow in his hand.
His eyes can be seen through the gaps in the bandage, as sharp as an eagle aiming at its prey, but full of gentle colors.
The man glanced at Ayaka, then looked away as if he was at a loss, and then nodded slightly.
At the same time, the scenery in front of Ayaka changed back to the original Live House.
"That was just now..."
Ayaka asked, deeply confused as she saw a picture that was far removed from reality.
The swordsman smiled and replied: "Pierre Basil, a skilled archer."
"who?"
It was said to be an introduction, but Ayaka still knew nothing about her other than her name. She was just about to ask the swordsman to explain in more detail, but was blocked by the latter's next sentence. She could only open and close her mouth silently like a goldfish.
"I was killed by him."
"Huh……"
"There are two Noble Phantasms that I can use, or rather, two trump cards. One of them is the guys I choose. With their consent, I can copy their souls from the throne and walk with me. "
Facing the stunned Ayaka, the swordsman briefly talked about his characteristics as a heroic spirit.
"It's impossible for them to appear physically like Servants from beginning to end. If they were to appear in this world, it would require a lot of magic power, which ordinary magicians simply cannot afford, and they may be exhausted in the blink of an eye. And died."
"No...wait..."
"So they will use my magic power to use their own 'skills or' magic to help me, such as the arrow that bounces off the arm of the heroic spirit at the opera house, and the glowing water balloon used when the police station has a power outage. In addition, they and I I can have a normal conversation, but it seems like I have to go through magic like I did just now to talk to Ayaka."
"No? You go first?"
Ayaka's cheeks twitched slightly, but it wasn't because she couldn't understand what the swordsman just said.
Although she didn't know much about magic, she was instilled with the most basic knowledge by the "white woman", so she was able to understand it.
Because she understood, she couldn't understand why the swordsman did this.
"By the way, let me tell you, my other Noble Phantasm is??"
"No, I asked you to wait a moment! Wait a moment!"
"What's wrong?"
The swordsman was startled by Ayaka's shout and stopped talking.
Ayaka pressed her temples and said, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden? That's the person who killed you. If you say his name, isn't it the same as making your real name public to the public!"
"Ah, do you know about Pierre?"
"I may be a little sorry to say this, Mr. Pierre, but I don't know his deeds, and to be honest, I can't guess your real name. However, if your words are heard by other magicians who are familiar with history, wouldn't it be Was it exposed all at once?”
Contrary to the flustered Ayakashi, the swordsman tilted his head and muttered, "Am I not known so well?", then nodded with a serious face and affirmed, "You are right, if the enemy hears it, they will probably guess it." My identity. But that’s not all I’m going to say. I’m going to tell you my real name.”
"What do you think?"
"Didn't I tell you my real name at the police station just now? Now that I don't have to worry about being eavesdropped by magicians, I think it's the best time. If you want to destroy someone in a hotel or on the street in the city, It will be difficult to remove all surveillance eyes."
At least there are no bugs or familiars in this Live House, just what the swordsman said. If so, then now that the band members are back in the lounge may indeed be the best time to talk, but before that there are still many questions.
"I understand?? But I still think it's better not to say anything?"
"Why?"
The swordsman asked unclearly, and Ayaka replied firmly: "You and I are just connected by magic, right? It's not even a formal relationship between master and servant! In this case, I think when you meet Until you find a better Master, it’s better to keep your real name a secret. Tell me whether such a person is harmful to you..."
Ayaka tried to dissuade the swordsman with an unprecedented seriousness, but——
"My name is Richard! I am the monarch of the Principality of Normandy and the King of England!"
Ayaka was wondering why the swordsman's expression suddenly turned serious, when she saw the swordsman interrupted her unfinished words and loudly announced her real name as if to reassure her.
"But I'm already dead, so these names have to be preceded by '."
Seeing Ayaka stunned, the swordsman smiled mischievously like a child again and shrugged.
"Compared to my real name and title... maybe the common name 'Lionheart' is more famous."
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Now, in the forest.
"Oh, I am really implicated by such an incredible king."
After giving his real name, the swordsman's attitude toward Ayaka was the same as before.
When she first heard the word "King", Ayaka was a little frightened. But later, when she saw the swordsman eating the fast food bought by the band members with a moved expression, and staying in the Live House to listen to the music, Ayaka decided not to care too much about the other person's position during his lifetime.
"Jazz... classical music... blues... pop music... every kind of music is great! Oh, Pastorela, Estapie, Desrt... the songs of southern poets The song has also opened up a new realm!"
Probably out of the hobby of the owner of LiveHouse, a variety of music records from all over the world are collected here. Every time the swordsman listens to a piece of music, he will sincerely express his feelings.
"Ayaka, your country's enka is good at expressing people's emotions and is very beautiful. Animation songs are very narrative and have various styles, which is great! This country's rap music skillfully combines language and music, which is eye-catching. One light!"
Ayaka looked at such a swordsman, and her respect for the king was gradually disappearing. However, Ayaka felt that the swordsman was a person worthy of respect, so she listened to all kinds of music with him.
"The music in England is also diverse, from hymns and folk songs that make people feel nostalgic to a kind of music called progressive rock (Progressive Rock). They are all very interesting! I have to say that music is free!"
Finally, everyone used the DVD player to watch the Whoopi Goldberg movie that the man with the mohawk mentioned at the beginning.
The swordsman exclaimed: "I see, this is what is called a movie! It has a different flavor from drama, it's great! Ah, this choir is so awesome."
Ayaka was defeated by Sandman not long after the musical movie started and dozed off on the sofa in Live House.
When she woke up, it was already noon, and the two of them thanked the man with the mohawk and his party.
Just after walking out of Live House, the swordsman suddenly said this sentence——
"Okay, let's find someone to join forces and form an alliance."
So, Ayaka and the swordsman stepped into the forest, because they could feel the strong aura of heroic spirits here. Finally, they met a long-haired heroic spirit - they didn't know whether he was a boy or a girl, but he was so beautiful that Ayaka couldn't help but take a breath.
The swordsman started talking to the long-haired heroic spirit in a familiar manner as soon as they met, but the heroic spirit didn't show any sign of being offended.
"Why did you come to see me?"
Hearing the long-haired heroic spirit ask this question, the swordsman looked in the direction of Ayaka and said, "It's nothing. Although I don't know your real name or what kind of heroic spirit you are...but I've been gone for so long.
, the first heroic spirit I see is you, so I want to ask you a favor. "Having said this, the swordsman made that suggestion.
Even from Ayaka, who knew the content in advance, it was a very ridiculous statement.
"Do you want to join forces with us?"
"He is so direct... In a country governed by this person, it must be very difficult for the people..."
Ayaka sighed softly and escaped from reality while stroking Silvermon's back.
"But having said that, although this dog is very big, it is very affectionate and very cute."
While Ayaka was playing with the silver beast she regarded as a dog, the long-haired heroic spirit asked the swordsman with a gentle smile: "Joining forces with you to form an alliance? I can, but what benefits will my master gain?"
The swordsman looked at Ayaka again, shrugged and replied, "Since you value the Master so much, shouldn't you advise him not to approach the enemy casually?"
"This is what I want to say to you...but it seems that both of us are worried about the same thing."
"Well, although we try our best to protect the Master... but the problem is the way they look..."
"What are they talking about?"
Ayaka sat on the huge tree stump and thought in confusion, but in a blink of an eye she was stroking the silver beast, putting aside her doubts for the time being.
"The big dog is so warm. Was it raised by that heroic spirit?"
The silver beast seemed to be enjoying it too. It lay on Ayaka's lap and let Ayaka play with its fur as she pleased.
Looking at such a man and a beast, the swordsman sighed: "I thought it was a creature that was more wary of humans."
"My master has a special way of getting along with humans. It doesn't like humans. I think it just makes an exception to get close to your master, as if she is a companion or comrade-in-arms."
"Maybe it's because they don't look like the Master. However, in fact, she is not the Master." The swordsman joked and said, "The reason why I want to join forces with you to form an alliance is... I was in the city last night I saw a monster here."
"Monster?"
"I don't know if you know that that kind of monster is called a vampire. It is a natural enemy of mankind that feeds on fresh human blood. It is also the target of the Holy Temple Church. Ah... first of all, do you know the Holy Temple Church?"
The swordsman started to confirm from the most basic knowledge, and the long-haired heroic spirit shook his head slightly.
"I only know the part of the knowledge that the Holy Grail gave me. The Holy Church has not yet appeared in my time, and the monster called the vampire... How should I put it, although there were monsters that devoured flesh and blood in my time, I didn't Find out if they are the same thing."
"Oh, it seems that you are my senior in history, right?"
"It's not as exaggerated as you said. It's just that I was born before you and died before you. I think people born after me are pioneers worthy of respect. They can colonize the planet without relying on gods. .”
"Even if you praise me, you won't gain anything." The swordsman replied with a smile, but after a while, he suppressed his smile and continued, "This Holy Grail War is a bit strange. I think something is happening here, light. It cannot be explained with the knowledge given by Zu. Do you have any clue?"
"..."
"The Holy Grail War may have been involved in something very troublesome...or worse, it was taken advantage of by some people. My idea is very simple. After all the problems are solved, the Holy Grail War can start again."
The swordsman said, glanced at Ayaka again, and then continued in a low voice that she could not hear: "If this continues, even if I lose and Ayaka takes refuge in the church, she may not be safe. Because vampires can attack churches without any scruples."
"You really value your Master."
"No, if she was the kind of Master who was very motivated from the beginning, I wouldn't think so much about her. She actually didn't want to participate in the Holy Grail War, but she got involved because she was connected to me. If I didn't To take responsibility for this, to cast her aside, would be to tarnish the nations that have inherited our family tree, and the name of our great first king.
"
The swordsman lowered his voice, but said something powerful. In response to this, the heroic spirit couldn't help but smile and nodded: "How interesting. You should also be a king, but you are a completely different type from the one I know. Especially the number of friends, I think your friends should be more than The average person has more.”
"Really? I think you have more friends than I do, right?"
"I regard everything in the world as a friend. However, most of the time it's me who is being sentimental."
The long-haired heroic spirit said, quietly closing his eyes, opening his arms, and spreading his palms upward. As he moved, bubbles appeared one after another on the ground, and countless weapons such as swords, hammers, axes, and guns appeared in the bubbles one after another.
"However, there is only one true friend who can make me open my heart."
Seeing this, the swordsman grinned and said, "Hey, are you agreeing to form an alliance with me or rejecting it?"
"I want to promise you... However, there are two problems." The long-haired hero continued with a soft smile, "My only close friend is a very picky person. Whenever I make new friends or want to be with someone, When we cooperate, he will always say, 'Let me test whether you are qualified to join forces with my friends, and then use some difficult problems to drive them away."
The long-haired heroic spirit recalled the distant past and showed a nostalgic smile.
"If it were you, he would probably ask to compete with you in martial arts. You are not a citizen of Uruk? If you are too weak, he will kill you on the spot, because he will think that you want to steal treasures. The thief."
"I understand what you mean. Are you trying to say that your best friend was also summoned this time?"
"Thank you for your ability to understand so quickly. I can't bear to give you hope now and let you down later. I want to confirm first whether you have the ability to fight that king. If you feel inconvenient, then destroy the monster Leave the matter to me alone, and you can hide somewhere before I take care of the monsters."
Countless weapons pouring out from the ground suddenly tilted, with their tips pointing towards the swordsman.
Even in such a situation, the swordsman still glanced at Ayaka and Ginlang first, and after confirming that the weapon was not pointed at them in the distance, he smiled reassuringly: "You are so gentle. If you can do it alone To solve it, in order to ensure that we get the Holy Grail, wouldn’t it be better to kill me right here?”
"It's a pity that my wish has been fulfilled. I only need to fulfill the agreement with my friends. I am not interested in your life or death."
The long -haired Yingling smiled with a soft and soft smile, but the words in his mouth seemed to mean "if you are interested in the future, come to take your life."
The swordsman responded happily: "My favorite thing is simple and clear. In a word, I want me to show you martial arts."
"Ah, what do you want to do ..." Aya Xiang couldn't help but scream, but the swordsman didn't even return his head, but just raised his hand a little.
"Don't worry, Ayaka. We are just trying to try all the best. If you don't want to form alliances with the weak people, it is generally a common sense."
"I feel that your words are not ordinary." You are not ordinary. "
When he heard the long hair, the swordsman smiled embarrassed.
Then, the swordsman seemed to let the heroes and Ayaka in front of me listened clearly, saying loudly: "As you said, I might be as good as what I think. In fact, as my Wang has also been in trouble for the people and Wang's brother. The enemy calls me a king who is not evil. The enemy I respect is also the opposite of me from the inside out. "
Although the swordsman said such a degradation of himself, his eyes still shined with bright light.
"Even if I understand the principle of governing the country, my heart continues to have a passion that I can't control."
--Huh?
Hearing this sentence, Aya suddenly felt something wrong with his body.
——Liao Mantra is ... fever?
The special order of Ayaka's body is connected by magic, at this moment, a large number is mistaken for
The "fluctuations" of the calories are flowing into her body through order. Just like the price of providing magic for the swordsman, the unstoppable heat of the swordsman was passed on to Aya.
"It's amazing ?? Beyond my imagination, you should be a strong hero. Each of the martial arts emerging from the ground is the most outstanding crystallization of human beings, and you can let them aim at me ... Ha ha……"
The swordsman smiled softly and smiled — the calories that had been hidden in his heart in an instant burst out. "Hahahahaha! It's great! Great hero! There is no higher glory than this! I want to express it sincerely! To you! To the Holy Grail! And ...
"Our first king's' stay away from all ideal hometown (Avaron) -The opportunity you gave me challenged the legend of the God of God!"
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Dull land
"But then again, it's really incredible."
"what do you mean?"
The voice of the follower came from the darkness.
Franciska was lying on the bed, and replied while eating snacks: "Oh ... the catalyst is obviously using ', why isn't Alto, but that strange swordsman?"
"What kind of catalyst did you use?"
"Well ?? Because I heard that the scabbard of the legendary sword disappeared ?? I used the box that was said to have seal the scabbard with the same pattern as the scabbard."
"box?"
Inevitable Yingling asked.
Franciska rolled around on the bed and said puzzledly, "Yes, it is said that Einzbelen discovered in Corporal and made of a" box of a very polished stone. There are traces of magic, and there are the same patterns as script, so I think it is definitely Alto. "
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Big forest.
Facing the sudden excitement, the long -haired hero smiled calmly and began to inject powerful magic into the land inserted by countless "treasures".
Ayaka couldn't help but take a breath.
Wait a moment?
That guy's sword ... was still confiscated by the police ... Does he want to fight barely?
Moreover, he didn't even wear armor?
The swordsman took off the armor composed of magic, and now he is wearing the set of casual uniforms obtained on Livehouse.
In the eyes of Ayaka, each of the martial arts on the ground exudes a fierce atmosphere. She thought that although she didn't know how much the swordsman's armor could play, it was at least stronger than the casual clothes.
Ayaka wanted to stop them in a panic, but her long -haired hero ignored her, but shot all the martial arts from the earth.
At the same time, the swordsman kicked the ground hard under his feet, rushing to the group of sharp blades.
He said with a lot of words, and said with joy to say a strong word--
"Start our battle!"
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police station.
"Warlock, can the sword I give you see what famous hall?"
Regarding Orlando's inquiry, the British spirit on the other side of the phone replied helplessly: "Nothing of any thing, this thing is either a treasure, or a decorative sword. However, the design is pretty good, can you give it to me?"
Orando handed over the decorative sword left by the swordsman at the police station.
No one could think of the swordsman who would leave his weapon priority to escape, so when Olan returned to the director's room and found that the sword was still on the desk, he even wondered if it was a trap.
"Anyway, it is also evidence, you can't give you privately."
"I said, you are still old, as stinky and hard as the stones in the pit!"
"I care more about that the guy did use this sword to release a thunderbolt -like cut, cut off the rubble falling in the opera theater. I have changed my eyes
Strike the memories of the police, but some of them said that it was like laser cannon. "
Orlando speculated that it was probably the power of this sword that destroyed the ceiling of the Opera House at first.
However, he judged that this was just an ordinary decorative sword, so he let him as a warlock analyze, maybe there would be any discovery.
If you go smoothly, you may be able to conclude an alliance agreement with the swordsman, but if it is not a treasure, this policy is unrealistic.
"Blood -haired knights mixed with red hair ... I guess that there are eight or nine kings of the lion heart."
"You really think so, the warlock." "Well, when it comes to the lion heart king, he is the fan of King Arthur. He has heard the legend of King Arthur and the Cavaliers of the Roundtable as a pre -bed story, and he has heard of it. The music played must also be a song of King Arthur. Others said that when he was young, he seemed to be unruly, and he actually collected King Arthur's legacy everywhere. "
"I also heard this."
Orando felt that it was one of the hero anecdotes made by future generations. It was irrelevant at all, but the warlock's response was a bit serious.
"It is said that the culture of the blooming poet is so prosperous is the technology of Druid's mystery that spread across the world through verbally, so it is best not to underestimate the poetry at the time. If you listen to the same bedtime story every day, then it It will become a curse or blessing, even if it can transform human souls, it is not surprising. "
"At that time, the mystery should be weak, right?"
"It may be like this in the American mainland. According to the current algorithm, the King of Lion Heart is French, but he calls the king of England, but he is an island country surrounded by the sea. The mystery is difficult to leak. It is also normal. From one of the magic bases today, the 'clock tower can be guessed in England. "
Speaking of which, the warlock paused first, and then as if to persuade Orando, he asked heavily: "I said brother, do you know why the Lion Heart King was called in my time? Maybe there are still people now like this. Call him."
"The Lion Heart King's Yi smells too much, I don't know which one you are talking about."
Orlando originally thought that the warlock had to be joking again, but he could think about it, and sometimes what the warlock said could really bring him important information. However, Orlando did not expect such a point, but he just listened to the answer calmly.
"The King of Heaven."
"Ah, you mean this. I heard that he has been in office for ten years, and the length of staying in his country is less than a year ..." "I am not talking about this, not that he often goes to the battlefield or something."
Seeing the warlock sold a Guanzi, Orlando asked in surprise: "I don't know, if it wasn't on the battlefield, where would the Lion King King be embarrassed?"
"——Water in mythology and history."
This sentence is very powerful.
Although it is just a common sentence, it is strong enough to make Orlando silent.
"In other words, he once stepped into the era of the mystery of elf, rune magic and other mysteries, and the last king of that era. Don't underestimate him."
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In the forest.
There is a word called "Electric Stone Stone".
It was described as fast as the light of lightning light and vermiculite.
But what Aya saw at this moment is the "electric light firestone that can burns the bottom."
Numerous martial arts gear ejaculated from the earth.
The swordsman shuttled between the martial arts and forced to the long -haired British body, and released a fierce right dangling.
The long -haired Yingling immediately flashed, but the swordsman followed the step forward, waved a gougaining from the bottom left.
The other party continued to dodge, and the raised part of the long hair was hit by the fist, and several hair fell gently to the ground.
The fist of the swordsman turned into a cut, cut off the hair flying with the wind.
He further forced his long -haired hero and stepped on the flexible pace to avoid the ground tentacles released by the other party. he even
Take the martial arts that emerge from the ground as a stepping stone, and exhibit the combo comparable to the professional boxer towards the other party.
Long -haired Yingling is not a fuel -saving lamp, and timely resolves the evil fists of itself in a timely manner.
On the speed alone, although the swordsman has a slight upper hand, it seems that the explosive tendon is not as good as the long -haired hero. The speed of the swordsman will be curbed after being strenuously bounced, which will eventually cause the situation where the long hair is divided into autumn.
At this time, the martial arts continued to come from the ground again, and the swordsman had to pull away the distance and reorganize the trend.
"I really surprised me, you are so fast ... I didn't expect your skills faster than me, is it the magic that strengthens the body?" Long -haired Yingling asked with interest.
The swordsman answered with a bright look: "That's it, but it's not my magic. What I care about is ... my fist really can't hit you."
"Magic is your 'friend's trick ... Have you still learned boxing skills?"
"I learned a little. I originally wanted to combine the technology I saw in the movie with the fighting skills I learned today, but it seems not that simple. You are the target of our alliance, I can’t kill It's almost the same as you stun you ... "
"Just learn a little bit, you can do the point just now, you are already powerful enough."
Long -haired British Ling said with a smile, and changed his breath slightly.
Soon, the swordsman found that the long -haired hero changed not only the breath, but also the sense of balance of standing or the whole body also changed slightly.
Seeing the doubts of the swordsman, his long -haired Yingling said, "As a gunman, I want to take out some real skills."
"I'm a swordsman, please enlighten me."
The two reported their jobs with each other, smiled at each other, and then moved.
The splash splattered battle started again in front of Aya.
A sentence suddenly appeared in her brain. When the woman in black jumped around in the opera house, the swordsman said in a sighing tone. Guy who is as light as Yan! "
However, Xiang Xiang thought. She doesn't know how to be "light as a swallow", but she simply looks at the speed of explosiveness. Should the swordsman be above the woman in black?
However, the swordsman in the war situation was shocked while continuing to attack with his fists.
"Hey, what is this trick? This guy ... the speed is faster than just now ..."
The swordsman did not know that at the moment of changing the breath, the gunman used the "transformation" skill to increase agility by reducing durability and magic.
In this way, the speed of both of them is comparable. In addition, the gunman's tendon itself did not decrease, so the swordsman's fist combo was blocked by the gunman and pressed back.
Immediately afterwards, the swordsman's right hand changed a water ball with magic, releasing the flash, and the opponent showed a moment of flaws.
But the swordsman did not take the opportunity to chase the other party, but took the initiative to open the distance.
He looked at the ground, avoided attacking his tentacles and martial arts, and picked up a coarse branch that dropped beside him. The swordsman pointed the branches towards the gunman and smiled slyly.
"The half -hanging boxing technique is really not enough. Next, I use the sword that meets the job."
The gunmen asked with great interest: "Do you plan to replace the sword with that branch?"
The swordsman shrugged and replied: "I always want to imitate the knights in the lake. I said that the" knight died without bare hands, and the branches picked up by hand could repel the enemy. "
Ayaka and Silver Beast stood together, holding a breath -in convergence of the battle of the two heroes.
Seeing the swordsman confidently holding the branches and putting on the posture, Ayaka thought uneasy: Although he didn't know what was going on, wouldn't he just challenge others because he wanted to imitate that knight, right? No way?
The cold sweat flowing on the cheeks of Aya seemed to be a signal. The earth once again shot countless martial arts, flying towards the swordsman holding the branches together.
The martial arts is dense, even if the swordsman uses the previous speed, it may not be available.
Ayaka
There is such a desperate picture in front of you.
But the next second -the scream that is about to break through the sketch's throat was pressed back.
Because the ordinary branches started to emit a dazzling light.
