Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 531 Dream

Foreword: I don't know if this chapter is considered a tormentor, but I feel that this is the best chapter written recently.

The magnificent sky garden is filled with colorful poisonous mist.

All kinds of ferocious beasts from the age of mythology let out deafening roars.

The great sage Chiron, who was in charge of commanding and detoxification, was the first to die. He was targeted by the owner of the courtyard, Semiramis, and was poisoned by Hydra as soon as he stepped into the palace complex.Affected by the anecdote that "died from Hydra poison during his lifetime", he didn't even have time to struggle, so he turned into a spirit and dissipated.

Soon, the brave Siegfried, who once beheaded the strongest dragon Favna, fell and was stabbed in the back by the priest in black.

Achilles, the great hero who had a similar myth to him and glorified an era, also fell.First, he was poisoned by the paralyzing poison, then fell into a trap when he was absent-minded, injured his ankle, and was finally besieged to death by miscellaneous soldiers.

Losing his best partner and avant-garde, Atalanta went mad, put on a wild boar skin and turned into a shattered demon, attacking everything in front of him frantically, tearing apart countless ferocious beasts, magical beasts, phantom beasts, and divine beasts along the way, but In the end, it was still torn to pieces by the fearless god fish group.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Avis Bron chose to rebel. He captured his master Luoxie, and used this child who had always admired him as the "heart" to activate his treasure, the crown, the light of wisdom.

Although he died soon after by the sword of the enraged Mordred, the Noble Phantasm was complete.The huge puppet with a height of more than 15 meters has become the biggest obstacle for everyone to move forward.

In order to break through the blockage of the puppet, Astolfo and his eagle were hammered into spirit particles by the puppet. Mordred was seriously injured, and Joan's holy banner also lost its effect because it reached its limit.

However, before the group recovered from the huge price, a new round of attacks followed.Karna restrained Arturia, and Mordred and Joan were played and applauded by Semiramis, seeing that Mordred was about to die.

The black-clothed priest, who was sure of winning, showed a cruel and bloody smile to Shen Er: "If you are finished, the world will surely be destroyed."

Unwilling to reconcile, Shen Er's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed forward with a roar, but was forced to stop by a movement of the black-clothed priest—he grabbed Justesa's soul from nowhere, and just blocked the two of them. between.

Then, without even giving him a chance to scold and despicable, the priest pierced Justesa's back with the machete, and then pierced Shinji's chest.

Justesa, who had been pierced through her spiritual core, felt less and less existence. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Shen Er's cheek. Her eyes were full of attachment, reluctance, worry, and pity, but she had no complaints.

She moved her pale lips, and said in a faint voice: "Run."

Afterwards, the closely connected contract was shattered, and the bond of fate and a total of six years dissipated into the air along with the pure white spirit.Only the grief-stricken Shen Er screamed hoarsely.

"No!!!"

But this roar only lasted for a few seconds, because he himself was pierced through the soul core by the sword, and it was difficult to maintain his own existence.

Eyelids are getting heavier, consciousness is gradually blurring, and the whole world is swallowed by darkness.

Unwilling to die like this, the assassin tried hard to concentrate, maintain consciousness, and desperately opened his eyes.

Perhaps it was hard work that paid off, those heavy eyelids were finally opened by him, and the dark world was replaced by light.

However, the scenery in front of him is not the air courtyard filled with poison, but the familiar ceiling.

"This is... Mirenia City."

Rubbing her drowsy head, her fingers inadvertently brushed the corners of her eyes, feeling a faint touch of warmth.

"Tears? It turned out to be a dream, um, it was a dream, fortunately it was a dream, no, wait—"

As soon as the tense nerves were relaxed, the previous memories flooded up like a tide.

Many days of planning fell short.

The Great Grail, which contained the soul of Justesa, was taken away.

And the one who is similar to himself, wearing Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's skin, who has reached the extreme of sword (tachi) and footwork.

That man clamored to destroy the world.

But I have exhausted all my strength, exhausted all means, and united with all the objects that can be united, but I still ended up fleeing in despair.

Thinking of this, Shen Er's heart was filled with a strong sense of powerlessness.

He hadn't felt this powerless feeling for a long time. The last time was at the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, when Scathach voluntarily defeated by Artoria's sword and left this world.

At that time, he vowed to work hard, and he never wanted to lose important people because of his powerlessness.

Therefore, even though no one is urging him to practice, and no one is giving him a Spartan education, he has never slack off for a day, and he only has to complete his homework every day, and there will never be a shortage.

You must know that in his previous life, he was just an ordinary person living in a peaceful age. Although his life was not smooth, it was not difficult.The hardest part is nothing more than the two major hurdles that the vast majority of flower planting students have to go through: the senior high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination.But even during the race against time before the two major exams, it's not like he didn't secretly read idle books or go to the Internet cafe to hang out.

And this bit of hard work is nothing compared to the homework left by Scathach.His motivation to persist until today, apart from men's innate yearning for power and curiosity about the unknown, is only for important people.

In order to protect his gifted younger sister and Fujino, for Orange, and to fulfill the wishes of Yustissa and Scatha, he has worked hard until today.

But now, let alone fulfilling one's wishes, if one can't even protect the people important to oneself, then what kind of magician and martial arts are you still practicing?What did you work so hard for today?Even take the initiative to get involved in the vortex of the clock tower struggle and become an enemy of the "King of the Dead Apostles"?
Could it be that the efforts of the past few years have been meaningless?
All kinds of negative emotions came one after another, and Shen Er began to doubt his life and himself.

He didn't attribute the reason to the gem man. If the old man really wanted to harm him, he didn't need to go through so much trouble.

He also didn't blindly resent Shirou, after all, he was not strong enough and didn't think well.

If you have the same powerful strength as Shirou, if you can think more carefully, don't take it for granted that everything is safe, relax your vigilance, and start to change the so-called tragedy according to your own intentions, how can you end up like this? step field?

Everything is caused by his immaturity. If he can be more mature and stronger, the situation will be completely different-at least the traverser is by no means invincible. If he is, he does not need to follow Amakusa Shiro Shi Zhen's original script could have been directly killed and snatched by force.

However, it is too late to say these things now. Although my party escaped by chance, they are already invincible with the Great Holy Grail and the home field advantage. There are too many ways for the so-called advantage in numbers and combat power can disintegrate.

The dream just now may be illusory, but it is enough to explain the problem - the immature self can think of such a way, how could the traveler who can't see the depth not think of it?

Is he stupid than himself?Hehe, this joke is not funny, how can a person who dares to calculate restraint force be a fool?
The stupid person, the powerless person is himself.

Unknowingly, Justesa's voice and smile appeared in front of my eyes, so beautiful, so clear, but gradually drifting away.I want to chase, but I can't catch up, until I'm exhausted and my consciousness is dizzy.

—I'm really, really useless.

PS: Well, by the end of this chapter, the protagonist's trough period has passed, and the following will be a little bit of innocuous depression at best, and finally the real protagonist's halo can be activated.

PS2: The book friends who have persisted here are all loyal to the traitor, you have worked hard.The traitor is endlessly grateful and has nothing to repay. He can only try his best to describe a good story.

(End of this chapter)