My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

"Finally - it's over!"

Just like the starting gun was fired, when the Leopard Man burst into tears and raised his arms and shouted, the next moment, the joy of people surviving the disaster resounded throughout the Warcraft front.

At the foot of the city wall, the herd whimpered, leaving behind the remains of countless compatriots and dispersing like an ebbing tide.

Please don't mind the pungent smell of rotting flesh and blood, and don't grieve for your fallen comrades.

When you win, you should laugh, in this new day when the long night is over and the dawn is faint.

"Thank you, Leopard Man, for holding up the northwest front." The white-haired sage climbed onto the city wall and looked at the messy battlefield. "I don't know why these monsters are so crazy..."

"Who knows?" Leopard Man scratched his hair, and soon smiled with his white teeth showing, completely naive, "Leopard Man, I just need to beat up those monsters anyway."

Merlin shook his head helplessly: "Hey, how do you say that? When a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain..."

I thought that the leopard man had been in the goddess camp at least and knew something about the inside story.

Now it seems that I am completely overthinking it.

"Ah, I'm so tired. I really want to go back to the tavern and get drunk." Even so, Merlin waved his wand, summoned the herald, and began to explain the matters in an orderly manner.

Now Uruk is empty, Wang, Sakusuki, and Fujimaru are all gone, and most of the servants have broken wings. Even Merlin is lazy and lazy, but he is pulled into a strong man by Siduri, and the British sword master and sage returns to the world.

"The problem is that these things are not under my control. Anyway, those Round Table cowboys have endless energy every day. I just need to cheer them up." Merlin's head hurt just thinking about the next bits and pieces.

"No, you will die of overwork sooner or later if you continue like this. King Wuwuwu, Fujimaru, when will you come back... Speaking of why Anna is so active in killing monsters, she is almost as good as the Leopard Man..."

"Merlin, your wish has come true." The leopard man caught the donkey cart approaching in the distance with sharp eyes, and his eyes lit up, "It's Fujimaru, Fujimaru is back!"

But soon, the Leopard Man's expression became confused.

"Hey, Merlin, do you remember how many people Fujimaru took with him when he set out?"

"What are you talking about? Fujimaru is obviously traveling alone."

"But -" Leopard Man squinted her eyes. The smoke and figures on the battlefield blurred her vision. She tried her best and could only capture a blurry purple silhouette.

"But one thing is certain, there is someone sitting next to Fujimaru."

"What?!"

On the donkey cart, Fujimaru, who had regained his energy, was tilting his head and staring at the people around him with a puzzled expression.

"Miss Gauguin, what are you doing?"

"Me?" The purple-haired sister didn't even look back and spoke in a harsh tone, "As you can see, I'm driving the car for you, a brat."

"But." Fujimaru blinked, "The speed of the car is getting slower and slower."

Well, if the little donkeys were walking as fast as flying a few minutes ago, their current speed can only be described as a turtle speed.

Faced with Fujimaru's doubts, Miss Gauguin did not answer. The young man bravely stepped forward and found that her face was full of gloom.

It’s like a primary school student who discovers that there’s still one day left for summer vacation and hasn’t touched a single word of his homework, or a social worker who only creates a new folder when the deadline is approaching.

All in all, it’s a subtle blend of ‘reluctance’ and ‘must do’.

With a snap, Miss Gauguin knocked Fujimaru back with a palm: "What are you looking at!"

"What's on your mind? (What's on your mind?)..." Fujimaru moved Miss Gauguin's hand away with a serious look on his face, "It's okay, I assure you, Urukri are all very good people! "

Miss Gauguin's face became even more disgusting: "Of course you would say that, but I am -"

Fujimaru was stunned: "What is it?"

"...Hmph." The woman snorted and turned her head, her purple hair scattered, blocking Fujimaru's sight.

Squeak, squeak, the little donkeys trembled and carefully stepped on one footprint after another.

But no matter how slow the speed is, we will eventually reach the end.

If this continues, it will not be conducive to Miss Gauguin's integration into the new environment... Fujimaru has already been experienced in dealing with servants with different temperaments. Seeing that Miss Gauguin still looked resistant, he licked his lips and suddenly Opening:

"Are you scared?"

boom!

The violent breath rose into the sky, and the little donkeys whined overwhelmed and fell to their knees. The invisible air waves lifted the woman's long hair. Her eyes were opened angrily, and her eyes were sharp. She looked more terrifying than a demon. Even His voice was as gloomy as a poisonous snake:

"What do you mean? As a demon... I will be scared? What a joke!"

Although the method of stimulating generals is old-fashioned, it works, regardless of men or women... Fujimaru thought this, with a smile on his face, and pointed out gently and politely:

"But, Miss Gauguin, that's not what you said on your expression." "Well, I was——!" Gorgon was about to defend when Fujimaru patted him on the shoulder.

Under the astonished gaze of the Goddess of Warcraft, the boy raised his chest and raised his head, and said seriously: "It doesn't matter, no matter what concerns you have, I will help you solve them!"

Fujimaru took the long whip in her hand and flicked it lightly. The little donkeys got up and trotted away as if they had received an amnesty.

The recoil of acceleration made Gorgon lean back, and his perspective involuntarily raised. Then the dawn that lit up the sky and the smiling faces of the people on the walls of Uruk came into view, including the white-haired sage and the orange leopard man. He came over with curiosity in his eyes.

She subconsciously tensed her body, but laughter came from her side:

"So, relax." The young master said, "I welcome you on behalf of Uruk, Miss Gauguin."

"No matter who you are or what you used to be, you can stay here with peace of mind."

"Stay in our home."

The carriage creaked, and the little donkey cried for home. The sound reached Merlin and others, and they smiled at each other.

"Where's little Anna?"

"She was there just now. Now... she should run to the city gate to greet her."

"You're so happy."

"Haha, that's right. After all, I received a very beautiful gift... um." The leopard paused, and she looked at the increasingly clear outline, her mouth growing bigger and bigger.

Coincidentally, Merlin also looked down as if he had felt something, and happened to see Miss Gauguin with an unhappy face.

The well-informed British sage.

The god who once belonged to the Goddess Alliance.

The two servants fell into a dead silence.

The happy laughter just now came to an abrupt end.

"Huh??!!!!"

The two of them just stared in amazement at the young man who was almost holding the purple-haired lady in the car. The beautiful lady seemed indifferent, but in fact she was looking around and didn't dare to look at them at all.

But Merlin and the Leopard Man had already recognized who this person was.

Fujimaru also saw the two on the city wall and waved happily: "Merlin, and Leopard Man, I brought another servant back, she will definitely be able to help!"

"Who wants to help!" Feeling the burning gaze from above, Gao Geng showed an unhappy expression and pretended to stand up, "I want to get off the car."

"Hey, don't go!"

Fujimaru grabbed the woman's cold arm, smiled apologetically at Merlin and the others, and then swung the whip.

"Go!"

The little donkeys neighed obediently, passed the city gate with the wind under their feet, and drove straight to the avenue.

"I'll take Miss Gauguin to the palace first, Merlin, we'll meet at the tavern later!"

Merlin: "..."

Leopard Man: "..."

After a long time, Leopard Man took a breath: "Does Fujimaru know who he has caught?"

The White-haired Sage suddenly laughed out loud, holding his stomach, tears in his eyes: "Interesting, too interesting, following Fujimaru is much more exciting than staying in Avalon..."

The next second, he stopped laughing suddenly as if his neck was strangled.

"Oh no, Anna is waiting for Fujimaru at the city gate!"

No extra explanation is needed, Leopard Man has already turned into a residual image and disappeared on the top of the city, Merlin also released magic, turned into a rain of flowers and dispersed, chasing in the direction of Fujimaru.

When they arrived, it was too late.

On the avenue where the battle line borders the city, the donkey cart stopped again, blocked by a petite figure.

Anna, wearing a cat hood, looked up with a cold face, and looked at the hot purple-haired queen in the car.

Gauguin's pupils kept shrinking as she stared at the lovable girl, her murderous intent looming like smoke, faint but not dissipating.

Fujimaru sat on the donkey cart, his face full of confusion, and he felt that the three questions of life were playing in a loop in his mind.

What the hell is this?

What's going on?

What should I do?