As if the sword suddenly burst into brilliant light, Richard knocked the weapon shot from behind the golden hero to the ground with just one swing of his sword.
However, only a few weapons were knocked down.
For a situation where more than dozens of Noble Phantasms were dumped, this was just a drop in the bucket. The golden hero thought that these numbers should be enough to kill him, and his eyes had already returned to the alien archers.
But——the archer with a demonic posture was facing the direction of Richard. Due to the mysterious cloth covering his face, his expression at this moment cannot be glimpsed.
The alien archers seemed to be observing themselves with some clear purpose. Richard's instinct as a heroic spirit immediately understood this.
However, there is currently no time to investigate that matter.
In less than a second, countless weapons were approaching and firing.
Richard swung the sword in his hand vigorously again, and with his sight on the target, he jumped into the only "gap" created by the weapon he had just knocked down.
Although he escaped all the attacks at the critical moment, other weapons on the ground shattered the asphalt road, and these ground fragments swept up into the sky became a new disaster, falling towards where Richard stood. Down.
However, Richard's figure had disappeared from there.
"I see, that's how it is! When the sharp sword is inserted into the ground, it will become so miserable!"
Richard, who moved quickly, picked up a long sword-shaped weapon among the many Noble Phantasms inserted on the ground, and shouted loudly:
"Look at this beautiful appearance! Just holding it is like having thousands of troops! We are not just talking about the magical power contained in it, look at the production skills, techniques, and this creation! I know it very well , even if any of the decorations are removed, everything can still be expressed with a simple sense of completeness! If each of these weapons is a creation of the stars, wouldn't it be both the origin and the shape of fertile soil! Hey! You! These They are really great! Do all the weapons around you have this level of quality? You can throw them around without hesitation. What kind of great king are you? Ah! I will frankly pay tribute to you for this part! You are really great, I am so envious!”.Ь.
As soon as Richard dodged the attack that would have killed him if it hit him directly, he immediately showed admiration in his eyes like a child.
Even the many police officers who were watching from a distance and preparing to regroup were dumbfounded by his sudden use of words.
Then, Richard spoke to the golden hero in the next moment, saying something that anyone familiar with that hero would only think was seeking death. "Hey! These...since you have so many high-quality weapons, why don't you give me a few!"
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Inside the church.
"That guy...how can he still laugh in that situation?"
Snowfield's cathedral is located diagonally in front of the hospital.
In a corner of the hospital, a woman murmured breathlessly.
Then, the voice of a calm man came from behind her.
"Then what? Based on your sight, Miss, I think you are the master of that swordsman...can you confirm that?"
The man was the priest sent here by the Holy Church to serve as the supervisor of this Holy Grail War - Hanse.
The blond woman Ayaka Sajo who was peeking at the situation outside the window heard the priest's words, glanced at him, shook her head and replied: "I... am not the Master..."
"Oh? But I can feel that your magic path is connected to him. Speaking of which, you will appear in this church, aren't you just here to seek asylum?"
"...No. The swordsman said that if you want to stay nearby, this is the safest place. I just came here as he told me..."
Although her attitude was not cordial, Ayaka still expressed respect to the priest in her tone.
Hansa was not bored by this. Like Ayaka, he looked out the window to observe the situation on the main road and said:
"Really, I would be troubled if this shelter was used as a watchtower or trench.
of. But forget it, war is about making use of whatever you have. If it's a war between magicians, that's even more important. "
Then, Hansa looked up slightly and sighed in annoyance.
"It looks like there's a heroic spirit standing on the roof. I really can't stand it. What do you think of this sacred church?"
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"I thought you were just a flying insect, but turned out to be a beggar who is fearless?"
Did the heroic spirit standing on the roof of the church finally become interested in Richard at this moment? It was no longer just a sight, he even turned his head to look at Richard.
Seeing the heroic spirit looking down at him with eyes that were full of pity rather than anger, Richard was still not ashamed of what he just said and continued to speak. Richard still responded with his usual frivolous tone to the golden heroic spirit's speech.
"It's really rude to say 'give it to me'! If it's a price I can afford, please offer me the price! Seeing such a treasure, I can no longer restrain my surging mood! If possible, I I really want to run on the battlefield holding these treasures! Although I suffered a preemptive attack from you, which can already be regarded as us at war, these treasures are so precious, and I want to carry out my belief to the end no matter what the situation is! Please, you and I During the battle, these weapons allow me to use them 'freely', okay!"
"You've already tarnished my treasure like that, but you still dare to say such a joke, ***!" The golden archer frowned slightly, and then said, "Having said that, you do have a good sense. After being raped, The exquisite craftsmanship of my gorgeous treasures can be seen before the mind is enchanted. In this case, I allow you to become the rust stain on my treasures and accept my praise gratefully!"
After the heroic spirit finished speaking, its actions had already ended. Dozens of weapons were shot out of the air again, pouring down on Richard who was in a two-sword style stance, holding a new sword and his own sword respectively.
Moreover, the offensive was more numerous and faster than the previous wave.
Richard rushed through the gaps between the weapons—stepping onto the rubble blown up by the fired weapons, using it as a platform to "run straight up" into the sky.
"That's right, it's a joke with your life on the line! Therefore, I have to ask for one more thing!"
Then, Richard turned his body around like a stuntman while launching solid and heavy continuous attacks.
"What I ask for is not rust stains that become weapons."
"oh……"
"But it left some scars on your gorgeous armor."
Richard broke through the approaching "one-hit kill group" and changed his direction in the air.
He didn't use anything as a platform, but changed direction completely in the air. In a state that must have put a strong burden on himself, Richard twisted his body further, and with the power of rotation, he extended his sword towards the golden hero.
The golden heroic spirit who saw his actions frowned and pulled out the sword in his hand.
"You! As a sword fighter, you actually control magic!
Avoiding the golden heroic spirit that was equivalent to a sneak attack, he jumped down to the roof some height away from the bell tower and glared at Richard who was holding his treasure in his hand.
It was not a scolding that had lost its calmness, but a tone that maintained his usual style and blamed Richard for his rude behavior.
"No, I didn't do that just now."
Judging that there was still no way to get the opponent to stand on the same battlefield as himself, Richard picked up the sword again and smiled provocatively at the opponent:
"It's just my followers who are 'joking' with you."
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"...It's really fast."
Alcides, the alien archer who kept a distance from the situation over there and watched the changes, was completely contrary to his rough appearance. He was observing the new heroic spirits joining the battle with calm eyes.
In terms of physical flexibility, it may be on the same level as the Amazon cavalry on horseback.
You can't feel any divine energy about him, so it's clear that he is a purely human heroic spirit.
However, its speed exceeds that of humans
limit. The magic power surrounding him was even mixed with alien magic power that was neither human nor divine.
"It's not strong enough to scare me.
However, in terms of pure speed, it may surpass me.
Depending on the contents of his Noble Phantasm, he may be someone who should be warned. "
Then Alcides remembered. The magic power flowing out of the swordsman's body vaguely resembled something in his memories.
"Those are...the ones who kidnapped my follower [Helaas], the group of water monsters..."
Just when Alcides pulled out the memory of when he escaped from the Argonaut from the depths of the spiritual base, his thinking was forcibly interrupted.
Because he saw that the police around him had reorganized their formation and exuded the momentum of preparing to attack again.
"Well...I apologize to you. Even though I'm facing enemies like you, I'm looking at other enemies."
"...No matter what, you won't give in and leave?"
The words of one of the policemen made Alcides nod in response.
"Just as you have people you must protect, I also have things I must plunder. There is no need for us to understand each other. If there is someone who can compromise my intentions, then such vicious people will only be enemies on my path. .”
Those who are hostile to me will be defeated.
Anyone who reconciles with me will be killed.
Although it sounded completely unreasonable, Alcides still told the police team his test words.
"What I am about to do is to massacre young children who have not yet understood the principles of the world. If I can accomplish this, you will have nothing to do with me. Is there any of you who cherishes your own life and is willing to face the death of a young child? Save the person?"
The heroic spirit held the bow and questioned everyone.
The bowstring is not drawn tight, just held tightly.
Even so, one can still expect that when the bow is swung in the next moment, the result will be death.
It is not a question of whether the Noble Phantasm possessed by the police force is good or bad.
But the heroic spirit in front of him has already stood on a high place that transcends the differences between things.
Everyone in the police team had trembling feet. Even so, even though there was no hope, they still did not escape, and no one even looked away from Alcides.
It's not that they aren't afraid.
Some of them had tears in their eyes and teeth chattering.
If it was a normal mission, it would be common sense to retreat first.
But, they all understand.
Once you choose to retreat at this time, there will never be a next time.
Neither the heavily armored mobile teams fighting against the vicious criminals nor the national militia would come. Even if they come, they can't be more powerful opponents to the heroic spirits than they who possess the Noble Phantasm.
top notch.
It is precisely because they are the top pawns prepared by the police organization that they are here.
In the end, no one knows whether these evaluation titles are suggestions imposed by the director, or whether they are spiritual unity promoted by self-suggestion deeply rooted in their hearts.
They were able to be supported as the "Twenty-Eight Monsters" only by the director's guarantee - "You are justice."
An endorsement without evidence, just a simple statement.
But for those who believe it, the words can become a definite curse, or they can become a blessing, closely tied to actions and destiny.
Among these people, the one who was most deeply affected by his words was a young policeman who went to the battlefield even though he lost his right arm.
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One of the executioners of the [Hypocritical Holy Grail War], or should we call it the mastermind, is Snowfield Police Chief Orlando.
As his subordinate and a member of the police force, John was once an ideal policeman for the citizens.
When he was still unsure whether he was sensible, he witnessed his mother's end through television.
Although John's father immediately turned off the TV to prevent his son from watching
The scene of his mother surrounded by flames - but the flames of that moment were deeply imprinted in John's heart.
It is said that his mother is a policewoman who has made many achievements and received many commendations.
John still remembers that his father, who was usually indifferent, told his young self to stop crying and told him bedside stories about his mother to put him to sleep.
Now that I think about it, that might be a curse.
Those childhood experiences shaped John, and he has been following his mother with almost no memory ever since.
John's father is a magician - even when John became a policeman, his father did not tell him this.
John is the third son in the family, and the magician family business is inherited by the eldest son, which means that as far as the magician is concerned, John is only regarded as a backup for his elder brother. Moreover, it seems that this father even hid his identity from his mother. However, within the top management of the United States, some departments responsible for handling the magic field have grasped the father's identity.
Even though the United States is a powerful country, compared with the Templar Church and the Magic Association, the United States is always a few steps behind in dealing with the mystery.
In this situation, John was called to a police facility and his identity was suddenly revealed.
It seems that my father also allowed it. The government proposed a deal to his father, who was estranged from the clock tower, on the condition of financial support, so John was sold to the state.
Although he was confused, when John performed the magic himself, his doubts disappeared instantly and he had to accept this fact.
Because he was afraid.
Since this power actually exists, it means that many cases have been deceived so far.
Including the stalemate cases, there must be many cases involving magic.
Perhaps, several innocent people have been harmed by false intelligence and have been unjustly convicted.
Therefore, John can understand the concept that magic must be hidden.
However, he cannot understand the concept of even sacrificing others in order to conceal magic.
To a magician, this is a given. But John was raised as an ordinary person.
Just when he was angry at the arrogance and unreasonableness of the magic world - Orlando told him:
"The unreasonableness caused by heresy can only be supervised and suppressed by the same heresy."
John received a promotion from Orlando and became a member of the Direct Force. When he transferred to Snowfield, he also learned the shocking fact——
"This city is about to become a battlefield for magicians. Now that the country has taken action, this war will inevitably be unstoppable."
"Fighting the country is also a way, but that is a stupid method worse than no plan."
"In this case, what we should do is to fight against the war and continue to maintain order. We can only prove to magicians around the world that there are guards here to protect the boundary with the magic world."
"Remember. If we fail, the worst case scenario is that 800,000 citizens will die."
John didn't accept the director's words entirely. Is a country that would commit such cruel acts still a country? John also tried to fundamentally overthrow this plan and re-imagine it.
But the more John learned about the plan, the more he realized he couldn't do it on his own. Finally, he also believed that what the Director said was the most reasonable approach.
Our camp must control the development trend of the Holy Grail War and suppress all situations before the citizens are harmed.
If it could be done, John thought it would be a proof.
As long as one has the power to control the top familiar "heroic spirit", just by existing here, it can greatly restrain the magician and prevent them from acting rashly.
However, John didn't figure it out.
It is impossible for a person like the magician to stop this with such common sense.
For these magicians who are willing to use their own lives as pawns as long as they want to reach the source, those "containments" with only powerful power are nothing more than superficial objects of observation.
.
John, who did not grow up as a magician, could not understand the cunning tricks used by the Magic Association and the Templar Church to extend their tentacles all over the world and become a mysterious manager in a true sense.
And, there was one more thing he didn't understand.
No matter how great a weapon you have, how you train your magic and body and mind - there are still powerful monsters in the world that can turn all of them back into nothingness.
John realized this at the moment when his right arm was taken away by a monster calling himself Jesta Catore, commonly known as the "Dead Apostle".
In a previous attack on the police station, John's right hand was "gnawed" by a vampire claiming to be a Dead Apostle, and was completely lost.
However, because the warlock who supported them, Alexandre Dumas, gave John a new prosthetic leg, the director, although he felt entangled, agreed to let John return to the membership.
However, he was allowed to return to the team in the form of fully supporting the other "Twenty-Eight Monsters" and not standing on the front line——
However, the formation that could maintain the scale of the frontline and rearguard easily collapsed, and nearly thirty policemen each with their own Noble Phantasms were already in a state where half of them were injured and unable to move.
The same goes for the remaining members, who tried their best to form a formation.
Now that the heroic spirit of Master Flatt who cooperated with them has retreated, they are not in a good position to fight alone. What was even more unexpected was the participation of the Heroic Spirit, the Hero King Gilgamesh, who had received information in advance.
Although he was entering a battle with the newly appeared swordsman, the hero king's fighting method was truly unique and classic. It used overwhelming physical pressure to forcibly kill the opponent's life.
The practice of randomly projecting Noble Phantasms after hearing about it, once you see it with your own eyes, you can only be stunned and the scene will remain vividly in your memory.
John instantly thought that standing in front of the alien archers like this might be because he wanted to avoid the reality that the King of Heroes was so powerful. However, this would not change the fact how dangerous the heroic spirit in front of him was. This comparison was completely meaningless, so he gave up thinking.
"What I am about to do is to massacre young children who have not yet understood the principles of the world. If I can accomplish this, you will have nothing to do with me. Is there any of you who cherishes your own life and is willing to face the death of a young child? Save the person?"
The archer in front of him asked this question in a serious tone.
Although I am not obligated to answer, but——
When he came back to his senses, John had already spoken:
"Even if there is, I will not laugh at that person or feel disappointed. However, this does not mean that you are allowed to pass here."
"Oh...so, aren't you going to run away?"
"... If I think about the future calmly, of course I want to escape. After all, no matter how hard I struggle, I can't defeat you... But the price of calmness and the future is that if I have to pay no attention to the death of a young child, this way of living It scares me even more.
However, the alien archer who heard this answer glanced at John instantly and said these wonderful words:
"...How brave, son of man. I wouldn't call it reckless courage. 'That's why it's all the more sad.'"
"...?"
John was confused, and the archer continued:
"It's nothing...it's just me talking to myself."
In an instant, the archers stood in front of John.
"Huh...?" Although it may be mistaken for teleportation, the reason he was able to achieve this was not the speed achieved by using muscle power, but the movement that took advantage of the opportunity.
This proves that the alien archer does not just rely on strong physical strength, he even has skills accumulated through training that is beyond the scope of ordinary people. However, John did not despair of this fact.
Because, without even having time to understand such a gap in combat power, the big bow hit John hard on the neck.
So, before John Wingard understood what was happening to him—or, before he proved that he could fight with the prosthetic leg Alexandre Dumas gave him—
The neck bones were shattered, and the whole person flew out with a loud noise.
Crash into the glass door of the hospital entrance.
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At the moment when a poor policeman was about to die, the battle between Richard and the golden archers on the roof of the church became more and more intense.
The golden heroic spirit, who never stopped attacking, looked calm.
However, he occasionally cast suspicious eyes on Richard, who kept dodging attacks, and asked him in a arrogant manner:
"***, I allow you to answer my question."
"That's really an honor."
The golden heroic spirit's attack has slowed down, but there is no carelessness or arrogance in Richard's eyes.
If you plan to take advantage of this moment to attack in one go, you can imagine that you will encounter a fatal counterattack. So Richard also stopped and listened to his opponent's words.
"You can tell by your dodge action. Have you ever encountered a similar situation?"
After listening, Richard shrugged and replied:
"Yes. I encountered something similar yesterday, but the way the opponent attacked was upside down from yours."
"...How is that other person doing?"
"We get along well. Master... no, the contracted ones also get along well." Considering that Ayaka had denied that she was the Master, Richard changed his name, but it seemed meaningless to the golden heroic spirit. , showed no significant response.
However, Richard didn't notice that when he said the words "getting along well", the golden heroic spirit's eyelids trembled slightly.
However, Richard could not understand the sudden change in the atmosphere.
Before this moment, the hostility of the golden heroic spirit was all about "excluding rude people", but now that the hostility has faded away, it is replaced by a different kind of inexplicable atmosphere.
That kind of atmosphere was something that Richard had had before his death, but he didn't notice it now.
"Really...that guy, as my good friend, is still too naive towards others."
Hearing the words spoken by the golden heroic spirit with a wry smile, Richard was confused by a nasty premonition.
"Huh?"
"'My friend. I seem to have heard of this development somewhere."
That was exactly one day ago.
When I met that heroic spirit in the vast forest and proposed an alliance——
"My only friend has a difficult personality."
"Whenever I make friends or plan to cooperate with someone, he will say, 'Let me try to see if you are qualified to cooperate with my friend,' and then make all kinds of demanding demands to drive him away."
Then--
Richard noticed that the space around him was different from before, and began to twist and turn.
Ah, isn't this the development of "I'm finished"?
Richard, who was surrounded from all sides by the "skewed space" where the Noble Phantasm was launched, felt "death" all over his body.
To Richard like that, the golden hero said exactly the same words as the spearman he met in the forest:
"Let me test whether you are qualified to cooperate with my friend."
"Hey, hey, even if I'm afraid that my friend will be snatched away, I won't..."
Richard stopped mid-joke.
He is not an intuitive person.
Observing the expression of the hero opposite him, Richard could understand that it was definitely not driven by pure desire for exclusivity or vulgar feelings like jealousy.
"No, just pretend I didn't say that. I was immature just now."
"Very well, I won't say any more. I'll just compliment you. If you continue until the end, there's no need to test it. I'll cut off that head of yours and end everything right away."
Then, the golden hero continued to explain to Richard not as a king, a warrior, or a heroic spirit, but as a "arbiter":
"The situation has changed. ***, I agree with you. You are not a useless person, but a "seeker" suitable to accept the test I grant. If you can survive, I will regard you as his ally. He is also my clear "enemy". By then
, I will allow you to become a rust stain on my treasure as a "human" again. You can be proud of it. "
Click. Click. Crack.
Many tiny noises echoed in the darkness of the man.
John faintly heard the sound of someone whispering among the sounds of hard objects colliding with each other.
Accompanying the human voice, the constantly reverberating metal sound sounds rough, but it also seems to be playing music, with an elegant feel.
"here it is……?"
John slowly raised his body.
Miraculously, there was no pain.
However, other than that, the feeling is also vague.
Only a smell slightly stimulated the heart. It was a mixture of the fragrance of fruit wine and the burnt aroma of butter, the kind of smell that would whet one's appetite.
Then, John realized that this was a restaurant.
The space is filled with warm orange light, but it does not come from the light bulb, but the color illuminated by the firelight of the candlestick. There was a huge long table floating in the light, and a man was sitting there, surrounded by stunning beauties who were talking and laughing. Occasionally, you could see them pouring wine into the man's glass.
"please ask me……"
When John was about to talk to the person sitting at the table, the man picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth elegantly, then slowly turned his head to look at John.
"Hey, you're awake."
"Eh...Dazhong...Mr. Warlock?"
The man's appearance is that of a heroic spirit familiar to John and other "Monsters of the Twenty-Eight", that is, Alexandre Dumas, the sorcerer who made a contract with the police chief.
However, his hair is combed back in an upright style, and his body looks slightly larger than when he was seen in the workshop.
"Excuse me, why am I here...and where are the others?" Xiu Shuzhu
At this point, John noticed.
Dumas was not looking at himself.
"Huh?"
Although John wanted to touch the candlestick, his hand slipped through it.
Not only that, even the beautiful woman who came over with the dishes passed through John's body like a ghost. Seeing this scene, John realized the fact that "he did not exist here."
Although the period was short-lived, perhaps the magician's training worked.
John understood that this was not a simple dream, and that there might be some magical meaning here.
"This is a restaurant, so you don't need to be so wary of me. And it's quite high-end, so please don't make a fuss. I'm not your companion, but I'm not an enemy either. Anyway, how about we talk first?"
At first glance, John thought Dumas was speaking to him.
However, his gaze was not directed towards himself, but towards someone standing diagonally behind him.
John hadn't calmed down from the chaos yet, but he was aware of it and slowly looked back behind him.
Then what he saw was a wounded man.
Part of the body was wrapped in bandages, and there were traces of blood in several places. However, whether it was the white color of the bandage or the reddish-brown color of the wet blood, these images immediately disappeared from John's mind.
Pitch black.
The man wore a coat so dark that it seemed to express the color of the man's soul.
His skin color was unhealthy pale, and his hair color was far from dark.
Under the coat, there are looming luxurious clothes like those worn by nobles. I don't know if he has been involved in any sexual troubles. There are burnt marks everywhere on the outside of the coat.
However, it is impossible not to think of the dark coat covering the man's body, the color of which represents his essence. While John was confused, the man in the dark coat didn't say a word, staring at Alexandre Dumas warily. Perhaps sensing his murderous intent, Alexandre Dumas shrugged and waved:
"Oh~ Pretend I didn't say that just now, I don't want to be killed. Let me say it categorically, I am not your enemy. If I were, you
You've already boarded a ship bound for Hades, right? No, considering those people you regard as "enemies", falling into Hades will end everything, which is pretty lucky. "
Alexandre Dumas picked up the water bottle at hand, poured water into the glass, and continued:
"Come, drink a glass of water first. If you're afraid it's poisonous, I'll drink it for you first."
Then, the man in pitch black continued to remain alert and asked Alexandre Dumas:
"Who are you...do you...know 'me'...?"
"Well, let's call it acquaintance. Although we are not directly related, I know about you by coincidence. Including how you have accomplished your great deeds so far, and even what you will accomplish from now on, I know everything."
After hearing this, the dark man became more alert and stood up slowly.
Compared to the man's actions, Alexandre Dumas handed him a glass filled with water——
Then Dumas gestured with his chin toward the seat in front of the man, as if testing him.
"Sit down first. Standing like that all the time doesn't look like a dignified earl."
"..."
"Ah, or should I call you this?"
Then, Alexandre Dumas said a proper noun that not only represents the superficial side of the opponent, but also its core.
"'Edmond Dantès'. Hmm, a good name. Such a name is enough to be included in an article."
"However, 'The Count of Monte Cristo' is a more suitable title."
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The heart of the city.
"The ruling...is that right?"
Facing the man standing on the same roof as himself, Richard picked up his sword again and asked him.
"I see. I originally thought your class was an archer, but that's not the case. Are you a Ruler?"
Based on the knowledge gained from the Holy Grail, Richard named a special class.
However, the golden heroic spirit sneered at this.
"Idiot. The judge in the Holy Grail War will only use the norms of the world as the criterion after all, and it is nothing more than a neutral scale. There is no neutrality in my judgment. All the roads I have traveled, and the things accumulated in my treasure house Those treasures in the treasure are the scales that will judge you."
The heroic spirit exaggeratedly said "I am the rule", but Richard nodded with a smile on his face and replied: "You idiot? That's a good description."
Richard leaned his sword on his shoulder, glanced down at the main road from the church roof, and sighed: "Speaking of which, I heard that the guards guarding this city came here to investigate the heroic spirits spreading mysterious diseases. Here, let’s see if there’s anything we can do to help. Sure enough, once we meet, the Holy Grail War will naturally turn into a martial arts show, right?”
"Stop pretending to be yourself, ***."
The golden heroic spirit said dissatisfiedly.
"I see you are worried when you say it. The one who enjoys this situation more than anyone else here is obviously you."
"..."
Richard responded with a bold smile, and then asked the golden heroic spirit:
"Speaking of which, that disease... your friends call it the "Black Curse". Isn't it just to find a way to deal with it that those guards will gather? How about not helping them? Forming an alliance with you is also a way. .”
Richard, who insists on calling the police "guards", recalls what the allied gunmen said - "If the curse is mixed with the sludge, something serious will happen" while waiting for the other party's reaction.
However, the golden heroic spirit did not take his eyes away from Richard. He still crossed his arms and said, "That rude death curse? If that thing appears in front of me, I will naturally destroy it. No matter what you want to do, the result will be Nothing will change. Although there are some hateful winds blowing, once the source of the curse is eliminated, everything will end.
"I see. Indeed, I have just arrived here and I haven't grasped the situation clearly yet. But it seems that I will have to do everything I can to face your 'judgment'."
Richard
He twisted his neck and asked about his current situation.
"What is carried on the scale is not just life. It also includes my future, my past - everything, right?"
"Stop being so nagging, you're not a fool who can't understand everything without asking me one by one."
Looking at the golden heroic spirit who spoke unreasonably, Richard smiled bitterly and said, "I see, then I can accept it. In other words, this is already a battlefield where we must fight to survive."
Then—with the next sentence, Lionheart King took action.
"The covenant has been established. What we both said before is the cry for victory in the war - I will also "begin the attack"."
As Richard took steps, the twisted space around him burst into light.
Then, as if all the stars that filled the night sky fell, countless "Noble Phantasms" fell onto the streets of Snowfield.
Richard jumped onto the roof of the building next to the church, and the "Judgment" kept approaching from all around.
Those attacks can be described as infinite continuous attacks, and even more powerful blows that never end.
Endless pursuit from all directions, until death.
However, Richard was not just a beast left to be slaughtered.
Even if he is not in his best condition, Richard is still a heroic spirit who appears as the "best" swordsman among the seven human classes.
Faced with the test of the golden heroic spirit who could not judge his intentions, Richard also began to unleash his power as a hero with the King's Spiritual Base.
Mixed with rapid and slow changes, the showers of Noble Phantasms continued to pour down.
Richard took advantage of the opening and jumped onto the roof.
The Noble Phantasm immediately approached.
Richard kicked one of the weapons away, twisted his body, and dodged the continuous attacks by a hair.
If used for acrobatic performances, it would be too lacking in elegance; but used for combat, it is really elegant and elegant. Even one hit from these continuous attacks will cause fatal injuries to the body. Richard rushed towards the center, and with overwhelming speed, he began to "attack and invade" the realm of death as he had just declared.
Richard prepared the sword in his hand, twisted his body, and slashed toward the sky from bottom to top in one breath.
The light that overflowed from the trajectory of the sword swept away all the incoming blades, opening up a new path that could be penetrated personally. Having said that, it still doesn't change the situation where one wrong step will result in death on the spot.
As Richard walked rapidly through the realm of life and death, he kept mumbling words that were not for others to listen to but to encourage himself.
"Perhaps I have some shortcomings in being able to meet your conditions."
It's like a vow with myself.
"but……"
"In terms of speed, I will beat you."
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The top floor of the casino hotel "Crystal Hill".
Tiny.
She is the master of the Hero King Gilgamesh, and she is also a girl who bows to him as a servant from the bottom of her heart.
She is a witch who spent several generations in order to complete revenge.
Tenie's tribe is not affiliated with the church, it is a land guardian who inherited from generation to generation and continued.
The tribe was suffered by countless magicians and some of the power, and put pressure on the two -pronged approach from the inside and outside of the magic world, and finally succumbed to it. In order to recapture the land one day, and the land that guarded this family to this day, they did "dedicate" behavior as literally.
On the newly born children, the magic engraving is portrayed.
Through the use of the patterns carved with Western Magic, they are forcibly connected as the path of the magic circuit itself as the spiritual veins of the land, and they are forcibly connected to cultivate the magic "catalyst".
It is a wish.
It is a miracle.
It is a shout.
It is a loop.
It is the same sacrifice.
It is -cooked with tens of thousands of life.
The magicians who manage the land are synonymous with the vows with the land concluded by the land. .Ь.
It was the cursed called the oath, extremely simple and flawless.
If the power of the land is transferred to the place where you cannot reach, it will be killed.
As a cursed return, the magician can strengthen their lives and the spiritual veins of the land. Although they can not sing without chanting, they can continue to make strong magic with the most outstanding efficiency.
These people forcibly expand the magic circuit of the land, and then let them inherit them.
Teni was also born as a next -generation sacrifice. After suffering, he must inherit his genes and engraved printed to the next heirs.
Tini has twelve brothers and nine sisters.
However, these brothers and sisters have all been "incorporated into the land."
The sacrifice paid by the human magic circuit and the spiritual veins of the land finally allowed Tenie to have the magic power that is sufficient to exercise its father's standard.
Then, the second generation of descendants, whether they are sons or daughters, and those who have quality will follow the same destiny as their predecessors. but--
The Holy Grail War hindered the march of destiny.
This is the purpose of the magicians who plundered the land from Teni's ancestors.
Now, those usurping people are about to reach their wish.
The Land Guardian family immediately advanced Tini, and began to teach her to learn the knowledge of the Holy Grail and the magic used to fight.
Everything is to make Tini the imperial master of the Holy Grail War.
Moreover, it is true that they love Tini as a patriarch.
Although there is also a person who is dissatisfied with Tini, who intends to rebel, after all, it is a minority in the clan.
At the same time, they also understand one thing.
The girl who should be respecting and regarded as the patriarch is also a sacrifice that will use the great cause of life -it is to enter the catalyst that "must be completely exhausted" in the curse named "Retaining Land".
However, Ti Ni did not just know how to make the tribe instigating the poor puppet.
She has also realized that she must completely exhaust her life to face the Holy Grail war. Even if it is not the will of the tribe, it is the same as the idea of being controlled by the fate inherited from generation to generation.
Because Tini has accepted himself from a child to "become a curse" to live in the current usurper magician.
And now, that Tini can only stunned the scene in front of her head in her mind.
The treasure stars that are constantly falling like meteors.
Each weapon is entangled with Mana, who is sufficient to think of the mythical era, and keep cutting an emotional battlefield atmosphere.
Tini is now at the top floor of the "Crystal Hill" in the casino hotel, using visionary surgery to master the situation on the ground.
Looking down directly from the top floor, you may only need to strengthen your vision with magic, but Teni's nature, the ability to perceive the crisis of the magician, and the racial instinct that the Royal Lord is connected to the Lord They all refused to watch their heroic — Hero King Gilgamesh.
If she is a sophisticated magician, she will watch it without hesitation.
Perhaps, that move may cause the hero's unpleasantness, but that's another matter.
Teni even felt that it was disrespectful by making the magic peeping, but because the hero king and Enqi both had acquiesced to let her observe it from the distance, Tini judged that this is still the unable to cross the boundary line. Inside.
"It is indeed Lord Gilgamesh.
Another archer is indeed a strong enemy, but the ability of the adult must be above him,
As for the poor swordsman, I can't hold it anymore ... "
The moment I thought about it, Teni took a little breath.
through
In the picture that I saw in a long distance -the swordsman is still alive.
And let alone alive, he even started to cope with the attack of the hero king?
"That hero ... is it ...?"
swordsman.
In the Holy Grail War, it was considered the best level.
According to the investigations made before Tini's subordinates, from those who were transported as a catalyst, it can be speculated that the black -handed camp behind the scenes may be to summon King Arthur.
And some intelligence pointed out that the magician who was also behind the scenes behind the scenes, the magician named Caoqiu was transported from the Chinese homeland that was closely related to the "Emperor Emperor". . If the person who transports the relic is a magician behind the scenes, it will not be easy to snatch.
Speaking of which, when Tini learned that the person with "Gilgamesh's catalyst" had set foot on this land, she made up her mind to conclude the contractual spirit (British Ling) that she should conclude. King -It is rumored that the hero king of all the kings, no other candidates.
As for another archer -Alkades, and the cavalry claiming to be the Queen of Amazon?
Even if he has seen such an unusual hero, Tini is still convinced that the hero king will always win the last moment.
How noble and arrogant the magic of the connected magic path is to make everything want all things to serve his king's spirit.
Those who may be an enemy, most of them are the gunmen who are called "friends" themselves.
Tini thought that if so, during the last period of the last guidance, all opponents were destined to be neatly ruled out.
The saying "Swordsman is the best" is just a benchmark, and it is an intelligence that has already dispersed from his mind.
However--
"So fast……"
Teni was forced to understand one thing.
Indeed, since it is Acura as the best level, it means that no matter what kind of swordsman, it will definitely have a part of the "breakthrough".
Is it like she speculated that King Arthur? Or is it unclear?
Even if he observed the swordsman who saw through the vision, Tini did not think that his spiritual base was enough to be with the hero king, or Alkades to drive together. It may be equivalent to the Queen Amazon who claimed to be Hobelu, and it feels a little better than her.
But at this moment, the swordsman was still alive under the violent attack of Gilgamesh's "King's Treasure [Gateofbabylon]".
It is not like Gilgamesh's friends and gunmen, all to meet confrontations, nor, like Alikez, who is now confronting the police team, bears all the attacks of the treasures. Open all the rains of the treasure.
Although he occasionally used the sword in his hand to kill a few flashing treasures, the move was also suppressed to the minimum scene.
If you just escape from escaping, Tini can understand. But the most unusual is that Tini felt that the swordsman's move was not negatively escaped, but clearly "active attack."
"How can it be……"
Seeing that the swordsman was slowly approaching Gilgamesh, Teni's cheeks slipped over sweat.
"His speed ... is still accelerating ...?"
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Plaza behind the church.
Hiding behind the trees planted in the square, the teenager -Flat saw the offensive and defensive battles in the church and the adjacent buildings, and couldn't help feeling:
"It's too powerful ... Although the golden person is also cheating, but another person who is constantly dodging does not lose him! It's as if you can use urgent avoidance instructions in unlimited play games, and still use cancellation techniques. The state! "
"Your example ... it's quite vulgar ..."
The person who complained about the words of the words was the hero who returned to his watch -Benit.
Crazy to conclude a contract with Flat
The warrior Bannite could be regarded as half of the treasures of Lingji and was captured by Alkades and suffered extraordinary injuries.
Even if he did not act as a hero, he was only an incarnation of human maliciousness, and the situation that he had just taken away the power of the treasure was equivalent to being touched by the fundamental -his maliciousness was swallowed by another maliciousness.
Therefore, he transformed into an inorganic object that only costs a little magic power.
All this seems to be fate.
So ... Mr. Xuan Hao knows that this will happen to let himself participate in the Holy Grail War?
Benit could clearly feel that although the maliciousness of the maliciousness "power that made him is extremely weak, this does not seem to be completely bad.
Conversely, because of 'maliciously was taken away, he is now closer to humans.
Become a real 'humans, which was originally the purpose of following Xuan Hao to come to this world. For this reason, it is for this reason to contact the Holy Grail.
Does the Holy Grail also have such power?
But isn't that the Holy Grail? It should be quite sacred ... how can it devour the maliciousness?
For a while, Benit couldn't figure out.
But now it's not the time to think.
"So, should we act?"
"But, class ... Mr. Mad Warrior, are you really okay?"
"Even if I say you want to retreat, you plan to find a reason to obscure me. Do you run alone to help the police? Although we have known each other shortly, I have already understood your actions. 』
"I hate ... do I look like that kind of justice partner?"
Hearing Flat's puzzled words and turned into a watch with a watch.
"You shouldn't. However, no matter what your teacher's concept of justice and evil, is he the type of "will be done"? In this case, you should also imitate as a student. 』
"... Really headache. Mr. Bennet, have you even read my heart?"
"As long as it is not a very intuitive person, anyone will understand you. However, although you are not a fool who breaks into the enemy without plan, the possibility of the plan itself is very stupid. Therefore, I must be a person who can guide you. 』
"Don't worry! I am going to go back alive! I have to show you off your business!"
"Is there no better reason?"
Bennte enjoys this joke dialogue. But that is like the injury to disperse pain and constantly talk to people.
"never mind. I know that you are more suitable for support than fighting. I will be completely prepared to assist you as a supporter. 』
"... really right."
Flat didn't deliberately ask Bennet: Can you fight anymore?
Because even from his perspective, Bennet was obviously weak.
After the concept named Bao Po was captured, the current spirit foundation of Bennett was obviously unstable.
However, Vlat also asked Benne:
"... Can the person down, can you restore Mr. Mad Warrior's Lingji?"
"I don't need to ask me if I know the problem. You "see"? "
"... Yes. As far as I see, Lingji has completely merged ... What to say ... It's like merging into an object that feels very disgusting, like mud ..."
"Yeah, even if it eliminates that, 80 % of the strength will not return to me. But that kind of thing was what I wanted to abandon, rest assured, I didn't care. 』
In this way, Flat said frustrated: "Even so, then your strength will indeed be greatly reduced. It seems that you need to be more cautious in the future."
"So you just care about this? I thought you were worried about me. 』
"I really care about your belief in me ... but the current situation is also important. Is this true?"
"Okay ... I can't deny this, but ... power is not the key to determining the victory and defeat, right? Otherwise, the final winner of this so -called Holy Grail War at the beginning will only be one person. These heroes are not even necessary. 』
"Do you mean ... Mr. Xuan Hao?" Flat was shocked.
Although he had thought about the strength of Mr. Xuan Hao, he heard that Bennit said it was another feeling.
Benit is not weak. If it wasn't for restraint by the guy just now, even if the other party was a "half god, the victory or defeat was unknown.
"Isn't it time to talk about this now? 』
"Okay, okay ~ If that golden person conflict with him, just move to other places, but ..."
"The golden archer is your teacher mentioned the object of" absolutely cannot be approached ". Now I also understand what he means. That guy is an equal disaster for anyone. Basically, we can only take hidden actions. 』
If the two think, is there any way to regain the trend in a short period of time and cover the police.
Having said that, there is no time to think well.
After all, I do n’t know when the archer and swordsman who are fighting on it, when will there be a fighting bomb to fight here. They don't feel that the police team can confront the hero for too long.
"I use an increase in the speed of order to take away the girl in the hospital?
"According to the information from the police chief, the girl was eroding mysterious diseases. Therefore, I can't agree with the help of the girl without the assistance of the police. Although the danger of infection with others is not high, it is difficult to protect the body of the girl without police assistance. What's more, the church that was originally expected to take her is now the virtue. 』
Seeing that the golden arched soldier was like the door god, standing on the roof of the church, Flat said annoyedly: "
"So, is isolated with enchantment, so that they can't see us? When I used to go to the cemetery and other places with the professor, I learned a lot of hidden whereabouts!"
"If you do this, the archers who take my strength will be ashes the whole hospital. I want to do that extent for that hero, it should be easy to get back ... slow. 』
"Huh?"
"It seems that someone is here. 』
Benit stopped the dialogue temporarily, reminding Frate to alert the surroundings.
Flat concentrated his consciousness around him, and found that they hid the trees in front of the figure, and I do n’t know when there was a figure approaching. When I saw the figure, Flat, who was logged in to the ceremony participants as the master of the lord, suddenly understood that the other party, like Bennit, existed as a hero.
At the same time, it is also learned that the other party is not a fighting spirit in combat.
Then, Bennet immediately turned into a huge wolf -shaped body, roaring like intimidating the other party:
"Stop there, don't move there! Who are you!"
