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And now is it real, or unreal?

"Stop...hand!" Frankenstein said with difficulty, his voice trembling.

"Don't be afraid, just stop fighting." The figure continued.

Frankenstein pushed the other party away, and a feeling of betrayal filled her whole at this moment.

Can not accept!

Denying her existence, denying everything about her, even everything she has encountered, is it necessary to deny it now?

"..."

"Come--!"

"Shut up—!" Frankenstein roared angrily, and the figure rushing forward knocked her down, golden electric current surged through her whole body, and she punched down hard.

Boom!

Blood spattered and brains echoed in front of his eyes.

The figure in front of Frankenstein's head had been sunken into the soil, the head scorched by lightning had completely disappeared, and the familiar face disappeared from her eyes.

Shakespeare: "..."

Kotomine Shiro: "..."

They didn't expect this scene.

"I thought it would take enough time. Is it the result of being transformed by that man?" Kotomine Shiro frowned.

"Caster."

"Well, I can't even vent my anger completely like this, what a failure~!"

After all, it takes dozens of punches to express hatred and anger, right?thought Shakespeare.

"Then let her return to the Seat of Heroes while she is in a daze!" Kotomine Shiro drew out a dagger from his waist, walked behind Frankenstein who was deeply hallucinated, and slashed it down.

Clang!

"Ok?"

A long sword suddenly thrown from a distance came galloping.

From the back of Frankenstein's neck, the blade slashed by Kotomine Shiro flicked away.

Sparks burst.

Chapter 140 Five "Adam"

Kotomine Shiro distanced himself and jumped back a few steps to look at the figure throwing the blade.

Not far away a hundred meters away, a man with black hair and black eyes was moving in this direction, and Rider was blocking it.

"Is it still here?" Kotomine Shiro said to himself.

"Intermediary? Caster? Why are you here?" Achilles looked at them in amazement. Although the master informed the master of the plan to kill the hostile Berserker, he did not say that the intermediary, the Master of Assassin, would also participate in it.

Shakespeare showed a happy smile: "This, this is really..."

To stage a narrative poem of betrayal?Shakespeare said to Kotomine Shiro in his heart.Up to now, only this man and Assassin knew the location of their Master, and they used the Assyrian empress as a way of deceiving them to make these servants work for them.

Of course, such a method is not absolutely 100% undetectable.Naturally, there are heroic spirits with better [eyesight] who can see it, such as the Lancer Son of the Sun.

Naturally, it doesn't matter who the Master is, as long as the story is interesting—such as him.

But even if it turns out to be useless, Aaasaasin, the oldest poison killer, has already prepared for this moment. The heroes of Greek mythology cannot betray. This is really... a twisted and unwilling opening.

(No, Rider's target is this man, so don't use it for now.) Kotomine Shiro denied Shakespeare's wholehearted desire to see exciting things happen.Then he ignored Achilles' puzzled look and turned his eyes to Weston.

"Meeting you for the first time... No, it's better to say that I wanted to meet you from the very beginning. Human beings who have successfully saved the world!" Kotomine Shiro bowed slightly with one hand.

Weston opened the magic eye of Octagonal Star, frowning and analyzing the structure of the 'humanoid' in front of him.Comparable to a heroic spirit, but not a heroic spirit, the conclusion was negated by the real body, so what kind of structure is he?

"Are you Kotomine Shiro? I don't remember that Father Mapo has an older brother." Weston looked at him suspiciously, his eyes had shifted to the girl who was stuck in a pile of pages, and he was relieved.

"Father Mapo?" Kotomine Shiro was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, "Are you talking about Kirei? Sorry, I am the foster son adopted by Masayoshi Ri. In addition, Kirei and I have no contact at ordinary times. How much, so it's only natural that you don't know!"

"These words don't matter!"

【Concrete Fantasy】

[Simulation - Gradius]

A small sword condensed by magic power appeared in Weston's hand, and as he swiped forward, a shock wave flattened all the paper covering Frankenstein in front of him, Shakespeare and Kotomine Shiro's expressions changed in unison. Jump to the sides.

Kotomine Shiro paused: "If you say that Spartacus' deeds during his lifetime turned into a Noble Phantasm, what you get from killing Spartacus doesn't seem to be just limited to ability. But last time why did Ruler only Speaking of your [Honor of the Victim's] regeneration ability, not the Crying Warmonger?"

He shook his head: "It should be said that the two skills of the victim's honor and the beast's roar have been combined into one! It really is a miracle."

Weston ignored his self-sufficiency and walked up to Frankenstein with a dazed face. The illusion formed by the pages of Shakespeare was split by him. That bloody headless figure... Victor?

Frankenstein broke away from the hallucination, stared blankly at the coming Master's face, and lowered his head.

Regarding this, Weston shook his head: "You don't have to hide it, just kill if you want. You who were summoned to the real world have also experienced Leticia's love and fear once. From the establishment of masters and servants From the beginning of our connection, we are already inseparable. So there is no need to hide it."

"Well?"