Hey Timothy Grail

The enemy is the Realm Recording Tape (Ghostliner).It is the copy body of the Heroic Spirit who left its name in the history of mankind, the Servant.No matter how extraordinary abilities magicians possess, they cannot compare with the mystery hidden in them.

Although, such a heroic spirit Mash did not say that he met a hundred, but fifty is still more than enough.

However, without the company of the seniors, Matthew still has great fear of it.

The figure that kept approaching was like a god of death in Mash's eyes.

"So,"

The female warrior said in a clear voice.

"It seems that you still plan to fight. I actually don't plan to shoot you."

"..."

Mash held his breath, and took out the large shield that had just been retracted from the holder.

While constantly absorbing the magic power in Dayuan, Matthew was thinking desperately.Even if it's just a moment of relaxation, consciousness may be cut off.How relaxed would it be if the senior was behind him, Mash thought.

Without someone he wanted to protect from the bottom of his heart, Matthew felt that his battles were a little less interesting.

But she still has something to do now, and she must not fall down here.

"Why, you want to attack the seniors."

"Didn't I say that it was unpleasant to see him?"

"If that's the case, then you had other reasons for calling him over. When we first met, you seemed to have misunderstood us. Moreover, since you are a Servant, you should have a [Master] as well. .”

"Do you have some understanding of the basic knowledge of servants?"

The female warrior——Hephaistion smiled.

Of course... Can't you see that I'm actually a follower, even though I'm a sub-servant? ?

In order not to disclose the top-secret information of Chaldea, Little Eggplant almost complained in the depths of his heart.

"If you want to know, use your weapon to ask. Like I—we used to."

"...That's not, the correct way."

Mash straightened up again.

Just as Matthew tensed his knees to prevent him from falling, another voice entered Matthew's ear.

It was the roar of a steam engine.Of course, although most of the energy should come from magic power, this old-fashioned tone couldn't be more suitable for that train.

(...Is it...Rail Zeppelin?)

When you think about it, there's nothing really surprising about it.

The reason why the train stopped was because it was surrounded by the sons of Einnashe and lost its way. Now that the road signs have been made, it is normal for the train to start again immediately.Considering the speed of the train, it shouldn't take long to pass through this area.

Not only that, but the situation has once again unfolded in an unexpected direction.

Cracks appeared on the ground and spread to Mash's feet in an instant.

"The ground wants...!"

"Ha, after all, it's just a clone of a mere monster. After the control of the Ley Line is taken away, it can't hold on so soon."

Hephaestion pursed his lips.Is it because of confidence in being able to retreat completely?But really, with the Gordias Wheel, getting out of this crumbling forest should be easy.

But Matthew has no such means.

That is to say-

(——Success or failure is in one fell swoop.)

Matthew said to himself.No matter what the method is, it will not work the second time in front of a fighter like her.What can be done has not changed.All Mash has to do is to condense it into an instant.

In an instant, the noise and destruction seemed to have stopped.

Time is extended infinitely, frozen between Matthew and the female warrior.There was the sound of snow falling from the cliff in the distance, but it didn't shake Matthew in the slightest.

(avalanche……)

Maybe it's because the terrain is starting to crumble.

"No, it's me, Fujimaru Tachika!!"

"Oh, by the way, there is also Senior Fang Han."

The domineering declarations that I recalled in many singularities rang in my ears, but at this moment, Mash felt the handsomeness of the seniors from the bottom of my heart.

There was a loud noise in the sky, and the master appeared on the stage.

The frozen treetops quivered unnaturally, and the branches hummed.

It is a response that resonates with the natural environment and the source of magic.

The footsteps of the female soldier stopped.

The figure protruding from the shadow of the cliff suddenly emerged, and the afterglow of black and red magic power drifted away in the wind.

Wearing a tight crown helmet, the magic armor on his body shines brightly in the dark night.

Of course, there is also a red-haired girl hanging on her body, chirping like a mascot, but this can be ignored.

Who is coming, the follower? ?

With the cover of the mask, Hephaestion didn't know.

All in all, the person in front of him is very strong, and the air pressure in the strong air is different.

It is hard to imagine that as a servant, an absolute elite under the command of King Iskandar the Conqueror, facing an unknown and powerful enemy, Hephaistion felt his whole body's nerves tense at this moment.

His knees began to tremble, and he was almost out of breath.

Just confronting [Him], the soul seems to be torn apart.

The figure that kept approaching seemed to her like a god of death at this moment.

The Youlan Fenyan faintly exuding from his body does not belong to this world, and exudes an aura belonging to the underworld all the time.

Is this the god of death from the underworld? ?

The female warrior felt that the opponent's gestures were about to freeze her heart.

Although Hephaistion had fought against terrifying enemies several times, neither the kings who aimed to dominate the king, nor the monsters with artifacts in mythology, never made her feel so pressured.

Rather than saying that the other party is also a Heroic Spirit, it is better to say that the other party is already standing at the apex of this planet.

"You...you...who??!"

"Come from the deep valley to announce your death, naturally..."

"—Fang Han!"

"Do you think you can get Wang Ha to ring the bell for you with your cards? Ignorant little sister!"

021 At this moment, he is as strong as a ghost

Ridiculously strong spiritual pressure.

Unparalleled boldness.

For some reason, the servant named Hephaistion recalled the former overlord, her monarch, Iskandar the Conqueror at this moment.

It's as if the legend is reappearing.

Of course, this false follower may never have imagined in her dreams that even if the rider Iskandar came into the world at this moment, his soul would probably be harvested by Fang Han who turned into an angel.

At this moment, he was as strong as a ghost.

King...

Faker struggled for a while, and decisively started to fight.

"Who are you? I have investigated all of them very clearly. There should be no one like you. This is not in line with the planned development at all."

Fang Han let out an oh, and he stuck the big sword on the ground, smiling brightly and strangely: "You sure don't know me, to be precise, can't you even hear my voice? That's really too much!" Makes me sad, Miss Hephaistion?"

Even with a provocative look on his face, Fang Han's heart was extremely happy: "It seems that someone who is overwhelmed by the power of the dead sue angel is out of breath, or she instinctively resists guessing my identity." '

'However, I am not Waver, and I will not show mercy to you for the sake of King Iskandar the Conqueror. '

'So, it's better to obediently grab it and confess the Master behind you. '

This simple contempt was fleeting, and Fang Han slowly took off his skull mask.

At that moment, he slowly raised his gaze, flung the angel of death carelessly, and drew a crescent arc in the air with his backhand. s position.

His thoughts at this time are very pure, not for any other party's provocation, nor for anything else, he will be satisfied if he can have a hearty fight!

A combat stance never seen before.

The desire to fight that filled the air formed an intimidating spirit.

'Good retro fighting pose. '

'Also, it's you—'

"Fang Han!!!"

The servant named Hephaestion's heart tightened, and she swallowed with difficulty. At this moment, only crazy thoughts kept recurring in her mind: "That man who is obviously just an ordinary magician actually has a servant who is comparable to him. ...No, it's obviously already surpassed the powerful combat power of ordinary servants, it's unbelievable!!!"

"Of course, when it comes to tearing up servants with the master's hand, we Ka are professionals!!"

Fujimaru Tateka stood behind Fang Han confidently, pulled over Mash who was still about to say something, and announced word by word.

Matthew responded nervously, and followed the senior's request to hide aside: "Is this the adult (grandpa) in this look! Is it too much?"

Li Xiang was startled, and replied firmly: "It's really a bit of a bully."