Hey Timothy Grail

"Be careful, Archer!"

The elder sister of Cowles looked at Kong Ming with a bright smile, as if facing a formidable enemy:

"This man is dangerous!"

Danger?

I have always loved to conquer danger.

Arash laughed and didn't take Master's words to heart.

"Tell me, sir, where are we going to hold the banquet?"

This pitted battlefield will only tarnish the majesty of the heroic spirit.

It is absolutely impossible for them to chat and drink together.

"Hey, then come to my office, the office of Modern Magic Connolly."

This is where it fits best.

Weber pondered, he calculated that the time was almost the same.

In less than 10 minutes, Mr. Fang Han should be back soon. At that time, whether to fight the red archer again, or choose to take the opponent under his command, will be decided by the only leader of the red archer, Mr. Fang.

As the massat and military adviser of the red team, Weber Velvet only needs to support him silently behind the scenes and offer opinions at critical times.

So, he asked the two kings: "What do you think? After all, the Holy Grail War has not officially started yet."

Oh, I seem to have heard this excuse more than once.

The last time I used it was against Hei Zhen.

Could it be that a Mr. White Yaksha is also interested in the strong archer in front of him, Gilgamesh thought about it.

It was Arash who laughed.

"There is nothing wrong with it. Anyway, it has come to this point. Whether you want to fight or make me submit, I will only have one last swing of the arrow left."

"It's just the graceful girl and the king of gold. I'm very curious about who of you two is the one who is talking about the red side. It's impossible for a camp to have two real kings, right?"

At this moment, Arash has no awareness of being a firefighter, and he is openly teasing the relationship between the two enemy servants.

The four ancient civilizations, Sima Yi, Emperor Xuanwu of the Great Jin Dynasty in Guxia, and King Gilgamesh of ancient Babylon.

In terms of specifications and history, there is no surprise that Xia Kyushu absolutely crushes ancient Babylon, but in terms of various promotions for civilization, the Great Jinxuan Emperor who was posthumously named after his death is not as good as the hero king Gilgamesh .

Both Reinis and Jill are well aware of this point.

But put it here at this time.

...Hero, then you are thinking too much.

King Gilgamesh glanced at Sima Zhongda, and she stared at herself in astonishment, her eyes filled with questions like 'why does he think we are the talkers of the red party'.

Speechless for a while.

During his conversation, he noticed the sound of feet stepping on the pond after the opponent was robbed from time to time.

That's what the brat Mordred was venting about.

The lion Jie Jieli next to him whispered comfort.

Yes, indeed, the great hero Arash, your structure is too small. There are only two kings here, including the knight king of Great Britain, and the sole heir of the knight king, the queen of the country of shadows, and the queen of northern Europe. All in all, there are six kings.

However, there is no doubt that they can really command the unruly.

There is only one person in the whole world.

That is the original son who is in charge of linking them and is the bond in the true sense, Bai Yasha Fanghan.

"The red camp is not as simple as you think."

"We'll talk about it later, and we'll talk about it later."

It was Weber who was the first to liven up the atmosphere.

He glanced at Shining and Reinis: "Then I'll prepare the wine and supper, what do you think?"

wine?

Shining remained silent, with eyes full of disdain.

Reinis had a pretty and dignified face, and she didn't really expect her brother, who was heavily in debt, to cook up some tasty dishes.

Hot face against cold ass.

"Really... If it weren't for the fact that you are my followers, I would have suspected that this was an ambush designed by you."

The Second Sovereign scratched his nose.

One counts as one, these people are all demons and ghosts.

The military division couldn't figure it out, so I really wanted to come professionally.

Mr. Fang Han, come back soon! !

PS: Recommend a new book by my good chest brother, the old author Yan Gege with a million words~~

Introduction: My name is Fujiwara Yusuke, and I am a time traveler.

However, as my number one black fan, I am under a lot of pressure——

"Who is he, Seven? A man of unknown origin."

"When will it be our Earth's turn to be protected by such unknown giants?"

"Do the victorious teams eat dry food?"

"Some people say they want to be Ultraman, I just want to laugh."

"Would anyone really believe in such an unknown Ultraman?"

.....................

The above is the center that I focus on depicting in my work every day.

I blackmail myself and get money.

"No one really wants to be Ultraman"

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When Fang Han returned to the clock tower.

The whole person is painful and happy.

A cup of sweet and delicious coffee, a piece of soft and delicious cake, served with cheese sweet sauce with a long aftertaste.

Beautiful day begins.

Fang Han rubbed his sore and sore arms, silently looking at him for some reason, brothers and sisters Weber Velvet and Reinice were holding coffee and cake on the left and right He greeted him back to the office of the Modern Magic Department.

of course.

This trip is not only their red team, but also a pure tool man who was inexplicably "sold" by the black army to Fang Han, just to prove that General Lu really came, the rider of the servant, Astolfo.

"Well..."

"You just pretend I don't exist."

Ah Fu, who was following Fang Han's buttocks, faltered inexplicably.

Her pink eyes stared down at the salty stuffing flowing out of the cake, and her saliva flowed down.

"Miss Chadman Twelve Warriors, what's wrong with you??"

Fang Han, who was thinking about what happened just now, moved his eyes away, and he happened to catch sight of Ah Fu secretly stuffing the cake back into the snack box.

ah this...

You don't take a mouthful and put it back.

Fang Han shook his head, and passed the entire package to the pink-haired girl as if nothing had happened.

In an instant, Ah Fu's eyes lit up, twinkling like little stars.

Fang Han didn't look at the girl who kept sucking on the cream. What was before him was what he was about to face in the living room.

That legendary hero is not as easy to kidnap and sell as Ah Fu.

At this time, there were only a few scattered people around Fang Han.

Master, Xiao Lin, and even Little Jack, these "beautiful girls", returned to their rooms one by one because of a day of playing and shopping in the mall, and they called it a time for men to talk, so Only Hei Zhen, Bai Zhen and Artoria were left to accompany Fang Han back to the clock tower.

and so--

What's the situation now? ?

Fang Han pushed open the door.

It was the scene of a wine fight in full swing, as if they had entered the wrong room.

The Juggernaut from Avalon took the lead, holding an oak barrel full of fine wine, and poured wine for the muscular man sitting on one side, while the rebellious knight Mordred of Great Britain also held a small cup, and poured wine from time to time. Spoon a spoonful into aged wine.

Good guy, Fang Han even turned pale when he saw the knight king Arturia next to him.

My condolences... Fang Han shook his head and looked at the El-Mello brothers and sisters who came to greet them specially.

"Sorry, no dessert tonight."

"Also, during the interrogation, didn't you say that the fight was fierce?"

"Are you sure this is a fight??"

Those who didn’t know thought it was the Clock Tower having a reception? ?As expected of Arash, the one-star god of war in the legend, even if Mei Liangxin, Mordred, and even King Gilgamesh are sitting next to him, he still drinks the wine that should be drunk, even faintly praised by many stars. Gesture of the month.