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Arturia calmly listened to the slightly provocative ridicule of the talented swordsman. She touched the hostage Lori Hassan, noncommittal: "You don't seem to be surprised that a king is a woman??"

Although this sentence answered the question of the kimono sword master, his sharp gaze never left Fang Han.

As a wise and wise king of the generation, from the moment Fang Han entered the courtyard, the Knight King who has been in power for many years saw through the relationship between the two at a glance.

Whether it is the first to speak provocatively to inquire about information, or a slightly smaller stature, it always shows who is the real talker between the two comers.

And it's not the master-servant relationship of ordinary contractors, Saber can clearly see that the coffee-type servant who is also a swordsman has shown absolute trust and blind worship of men in both eyes and actions.

Could it be that this handsome man in a strange outfit, which should be a modern shirt and jeans, is also a servant? ?

——I can’t see the class rank, it’s a bit tricky!

After just a split second of analysis, Fang Han, who didn't say a word, became the number one enemy in the heart of the King of Knights.

"How should I put it, it may take a long time to say it..." Fang Han scratched his head, and if he wanted to talk about the first encounter between him and Daimao, he could start talking about it from the first time he drew a card. From the beginning, that is really not something that can be explained clearly in a day or two.

"Long story short, how?" Artoria glanced at him when he heard the sound, and she suddenly became very interested in the complicated eyes of the opponent.

"Merlin and I... are best friends."

Fang Han thought about it for a while, and felt that his summary was so accurate that it was perfect. This sentence alone should be able to reveal the close relationship between himself and King Dumao.

And that's exactly what happened.

But when that conscienceless name appeared, even the calm and peaceful King of Knights couldn't help blinking wildly when he heard the sound, and a trace of panic and confusion flashed across his big eyes.

——No, Mei Liangxin, you...

After a long time, the King of Knights recovered from the extreme shock: "Yes, I said that the slightly familiar feeling came from He, and it turned out to be the breath of a certain succubi!"

Artoria, the lord of Great Britain, changed from her previous dignified and elegant at this moment, without the slightest hesitation, she turned her eyes to meet the bewildered master, and shouted loudly:

"Master, give an order, this person must be our enemy for life!!"

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"The enemy of life??"

"What are you talking about, lady, I don't understand at all!!"

Emiya Shirou felt dizzy, whether he was caught in a very complicated relationship.

Who is Merlin, who is the knight king, who is the girl in kimono, or who is the handsome man at the head? ! !

These people appeared in their own homes one by one in a strange way, without telling themselves the causal relationship, and they looked like they were on the verge of daggers, what kind of origin did they have!

The partner of justice held his head, thinking desperately.

He didn't seem to recognize his identity as the master of the saber at the moment, seeing Fang Han and Dai Mao confronting each other, he didn't know who to speak for.

Is it the handsome white guy who obviously has a great affection for him, or the cute blond girl who is equally dazzling! !

He can't choose.

I could only blink my eyes and sighed: "You don't want to fight in my house, peace is the most important thing, peace is the most important thing!"

"It's not you, it's us."

"It's only natural for masters and servants to fight side by side."

Artoria lowered her blue eyes, she didn't pay attention to the confused little eyes of her master, but carefully observed Fang Han with a smile on her mouth, vaguely recalling the life before she pulled out the holy sword.

Merlin... Sword Master of Avalon... Mei Tianli...

Ah, Mei Liangxin——! !

Yes, when I saw Fang Han, I saw that annoying succubus, and I naturally remembered...

Prosperous British Empire, tired of eating potatoes.

Fortunately, the subjects are immersed in happiness, but every time she thinks that she is the only one who is starving alone, there is a slight ripple in Wang Gujing's unwavering heart.

Potato pancakes with scallions, boiled potatoes, braised potatoes, endless potatoes.

Her King Arthur's name represents the inheritance of the power of the red dragon, but she is depressed every day by Gao Wenqing's meticulous cooking. Pile up your own food in your own bowl, euphemistically called the King of Knights, working day and night, you need to replenish your body...

But did this group of souls get it wrong? Mashed potatoes can grow your body!

Can you can! !I am still a 14-year-old child!

'Wait, because this man is too much like Merlin, the long-lost heart lake still has obvious fluctuations. 'Arturia pinched the corner of her clothes silently, she was a little hungry suddenly, so let's make a quick decision and find someone to fill her stomach.

Artoria suddenly assumed a fighting posture, her emerald green pupils wandering aimlessly in every corner of Fang Han's body.

"The best friend of the court magician actually has a close relationship with the medieval brotherhood of assassins?"

"Can I think this is a betrayal, an out-and-out betrayal? It seems that a certain succubi has secretly done a lot of ugly deeds behind my back!"

"Indeed, as far as the Pope surnamed Fang, who is unwilling to disclose his name, knows, a certain perverted sword master from Great Britain not only hooked up with a certain golden king behind your back, but even abducted and sold the local cute... little girl Anna."

"As expected of him."

"As it should be."

The knight king's emerald eyes stared at Fang Han, with a half-smile, and the next second, the two heroic spirits moved at the same time.

"—Clang!"

The sound of metal and iron, the whistling of the wind, the turbulent magic power rubbed against each other, and a fierce wave suddenly rolled up in the air, flapping around, facing the Knight King's sudden attack, Fang Han directly took out the same vowed victory sword, and directly placed it on the On Dadai Mao's "Can't See the Sword".

Different from the projections of other treasures, this time Fang Han used a genuine curry stick, which was the "relic" given to him by a certain swordsman by Tatsuka Fujimaru on the day of the Uruk God War.

Therefore, when the sword in the lake and the sword in the stone collide with each other, the vibration and echo of each other are almost the same pattern.

After a confrontation, the two sides have roughly understood the level of each other's strength, and then the two stood together waving the weapons in their hands, fighting fiercely in the shadow of guns and strong wind.

"Yes, it seems that the relationship between you and Merlin is beyond my imagination... Not just anyone can grab the golden fleece of this cunning succubus!"

"This made me even more determined to decide whether to win or die!!"

"Ah... I didn't pick it up, he gave it to me on his own initiative, Joan of Arc."

Fang Han smiled wryly, why did the Dumb Mao Wang opposite him not believe his strong character, could it be that the reputation of Merlin's best friend is really so unsightly!

Bai Yasha Fang Han rolled his eyes.

"boom--"

The turbulent airflow became more and more turbulent, the solid ground was crushed by both sides in the fierce battle, and the street lamp next to Wei Gong's mansion was cut off by the air pressure. It was hard to believe that this was caused by the clash of two holy swords!

"My family..." Emiya Shirou was stunned, and opened his mouth with difficulty, but under the gazes of Dai Mao and Fang Han, he nodded very sincerely: "You tear it down, you tear it down!!"

This is the only inheritance that Kiritsugu Papa left to himself, and at this moment, I am afraid it will be lost.

Even the good-natured student Wei Gong, watching the bluestone slabs and decorative flowers on the ground being blown off by the wind wall, couldn't help feeling heartbroken. Armor's silly hair girl doesn't seem to be something he can provoke.

At this moment, Emiya Shirou felt the pain from his heart.

Fang Han naturally saw the confusion in the eyes of the justice partner at a glance, and he shook his head inaudibly.

This is the aftermath of the two people simply chopping each other with curry sticks, which caused this level of damage. The two of them will really spark some sparks later, let alone Excalibur who chopped the bright golden road, it is just an ordinary Ping A's "Mad King's Hammer" may be able to completely overturn the old house of the Emiya family.

Fang Han thought very clearly.

At this time, even the eyesight of an Assassin twice stronger than that of a human can no longer clearly capture the fighting posture of the two swordsmen, and can only passively feel the wind pressure blown by the magic power.

"This is the Saber of the upper third rank!"

"This speed, this strength, this technique, is it really a field that our assassins can reach or even surpass??"

The purple-haired sister Yu, who was so shocked by Fang Han and Dai Mao's hand-to-hand fight, sighed silently at this moment.

It wasn't until today that she realized how terrifying and powerful the first-generation lord whom she had always respected and admired was. Only by assassinating a lord to the extreme could she make the feat of infiltrating the Knights of the Round Table alone!

Baimao Hassan, who deeply felt that he was in a big posture today, was feeling emotional while sneaking up behind Emiya Shirou, and Xia Li, who was temporarily taken as a "hostage", also had a slight smile on her lips. laugh.

"Your swordsmanship doesn't seem to be learned from Merlin, it seems to be the swordsmanship of the Far East??"

"Slay the king of Western Europe with Eastern swordsmanship!"

"You have great ideas!!"

The girl in the silver-blue dress slowly opened her emerald green pupils, and her heroic and pure face showed confidence again: "In this case, I will prove in this kind of battle what is called the peerless swordsmanship from Great Britain!!"

"But isn't Great Britain all determined by light cannons?"

Fang Han was suspicious, whether it was Xiao Mo, Damao, or Gao Wen or his junior, it seemed that no one's treasure was the purest swordsmanship. The janitor who silently chops up swallows is a crying duck.

Oh, the assassin of this singularity is Hassan Baimao, not Kojiro, that's fine! !

Amidst the turbulent wind and waves, the battle between Shiroyasha and the King of Knights is still going on.

"What's the matter, dear Knight King, your attack seems useless."

"How about we have dinner first?"

"Humph--!"

Facing Fang Han's "kind question", Saber swallowed inaudibly and snorted arrogantly. She has fought for thirty rounds, but she has never hit the opponent's body, which made her People are very unhappy, even the thoughts of eating are temporarily suppressed

Must, must knock him to the ground, and then eat!

The last trace of dignity belonging to the King of Knights supported the King of Quilts to continue to look for Fang Han's flaws, but at this moment, he was facing Fang Han, the original saint who had been reshaped by Tiamat. All Lancers are stronger in agility and combat skills.

Yes, regardless of physique, character, appearance and martial arts, all aspects are impeccable.

In the more than 30 rounds of battle just now, Saber's attack was turned into useless work with Fang Han's impeccable cooperation, wasting energy for nothing.

"He doesn't seem to have only one sword, this person also hides a lot of backhands... This man is very powerful!"

Encountered a strong enemy in the first battle, Saber's fighting spirit did not decrease but increased.

——After all, who doesn't have a hole card yet! !