Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"Everyone be careful—"

Gudazi reminded with experience:

"Assassin might be hiding somewhere we can't find, spying on us."

Then, everyone saw a brown-haired woman in a strange black skirt staring at them with dissatisfied eyes.

"Is it so difficult to be alone?"

With an impatient face on her face, the brown-haired woman jumped off the boulder she was sitting on, looked at Ilya and the others, and said:

"If I broke into this place by accident, as long as I take the initiative to leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened."

The implication is that if you don't leave, you will be impolite.

However, her warning didn't work.

"Hey, are you an assassin?"

Gu Dazi, the collector of heroic spirits, stared curiously at the brown-haired woman in front of him.

Although there are no ugly heroes, especially female heroes.

But as an oriental Gudazi, her own aesthetics are still more oriental, so the woman exuding oriental classical temperament in front of her is the most beautiful female hero she has ever seen.

Can't help but wonder, what is the identity of the other party?

"Not wearing a skull mask means it's not Hassan."

"Humph--"

Hearing that the other party compared herself with a sneaky guy like Hassan, the brown-haired woman said very uncomfortably:

"In terms of job rank, I am indeed a so-called assassin."

"Since you don't want to leave, don't blame me for being rude."

"I've never had much patience with humans!"

Hiding behind Chaldea, especially standing behind the shield hero Matthew, Illya and the others felt full of security.So didn't feel too nervous.

Yi Liya poked Mo Yi's hand and asked curiously:

"Dabai, do you know the other party's identity?"

Before she knew it, Grandpa Mo Yi had become a know-it-all in Yi Liya's mind. If there was anything she didn't know, just ask Grandpa Mo Yi.

Although Yi Liya's voice was quiet, the atmosphere at the scene was already very quiet because of the confrontation, and everyone immediately turned their attention to Mo Yi.

It is naturally the best thing to be able to know the identity of the opponent before the battle.

The ancients said that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

"(ˉ▽￣～)Cut~~"

Facing everyone's scrutinizing eyes, Yu Ji was very irritable. Now after hearing Yi Liya's question, she complained disdainfully in her heart:

It seems that the timeline of Chaldea and others has not yet reached the China Lost Belt, otherwise they would have recognized themselves long ago.

At this moment, Concubine Yu is from China's Mysterious Belt. After being defeated by Chaldea and King Qin Shi, she entered the Hall of Valor.

And because the Hall of Valor is beyond the limitation of time, the past and the future are meaningless.

Therefore, it is not incomprehensible to see Chaldea and others who have defeated him here.

Yu Ji thought that she had been hiding in the crowd all these years, except for the allusion of "Farewell My Concubine" which told the love story between herself and Xiang Yu, there were no legends left.

How could anyone recognize his identity!

"I know--"

Grandpa Mo Yi looked at Yu Ji's shameless attire, but he didn't blame the other party. Others, the true ancestors who existed here long before human beings had developed today's ethics, have always dressed in the same way, wearing whatever is comfortable.

So, others don't dress like this because of shame, but they dressed like this long before the birth of human beings.

Yu Ji: "??"

I do not believe!

"The other party is an elf of the world, an existence similar to the true ancestor, and in the words of the Celestial Dynasty, he is an immortal immortal."

Grandpa Mo Yi looked at Yu Ji's expression of seeing a ghost, and continued to popularize science:

"My destiny is poppies—"

"Well, it was during the period when the Chinese and Chu dynasties were fighting for hegemony. Concubine Yu in "Farewell My Concubine" used to be named Mustard Hinako, nicknamed Red Beauty under the Moon, and passed through EMI."

"Of course, I prefer to call the other party a grumpy old mustard."

"shut up!"

Hearing that the other party gave her nicknames indiscriminately, Yu Ji couldn't care less about being shocked that the other party really knew her identity, and shouted angrily:

"Call me another nickname, and I'll kill you!"

"Now, you also understand why the other party's nickname is Grumpy Old Mustard, right?"

Grandpa Mo Yi ignored Yu Ji's threat, spread his hands and complained: