Hey Timothy Grail

Fang Han smiled, and didn't care about the complaints of the two little ones. After taking off the mask on his face, he looked at Faker who had witnessed Lixiang pulling Matthew to a safe area without making a sneak attack, and praised him without hesitation: "It seems that you don't look like a despicable villain who took the opportunity to attack."

Ah this... Can I just say I was just too scared to move? ?

The servant named Hephaistion shook her head, being so "humiliated" by the enemy, bearing in mind the dignity of the conquering king, she raised her head with difficulty, mustering up the courage to fight back: "Is that so, if so, also I hope you don't think that I will give up fighting with you so easily."

In an instant, the thin and barren body of the female warrior surged with a stream of magic power, forming a highly protective red armor and arm guards in an instant.

At this time, the serious Fakerr didn't notice the slight change in Fang Han's expression when she said giving up.

"..Respond to me in such a way? As expected of you, you actually said that you can fight me, oh Moses Roy."

Fang Han held the projected death sword and trembled faintly under his brute force, he raised his head suddenly, and his bright smile dazzled: "A mere follower wants to defeat me, even simple humiliation needs to be done. Set a limit, Faker!"

At the moment when the voice fell, Fang Han's standing figure suddenly disappeared.

So fast!

Hephaestion's spine shivered, and the airflow treasure that was behind his back, driven by his instinct, skillfully blocked the great sword that pierced his back.

The difference between agility A and agility C is worlds apart. Without any precautions, this pseudo-follower suspected of being a rider was able to withstand Fang Han's fierce and straightforward blow.

But it's not over yet.

Without waiting for the other party to react, Fang Han, who appeared behind him in an instant, raised his leg and kicked down towards the waist, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe.

There was a heavy cannon sound where the two touched.

The plump body of the female warrior was like a bullet blasted from the muzzle of a cannon. With the air pressure that cut everything, it slammed into the cliff, and a dent appeared at the place where Hephaistion fell.

Fang Han held the big sword indifferently. He stared at the fragile and plump figure. The long-lost battle had already ignited his fighting spirit.

Therefore, he did not choose to take away the opponent's soul directly with a death blow.

Originated from the Age of Gods, he learned from his elder sister Quetzalcoatl's fighting skills, and can easily control the body parts to counter any situation.

After experiencing this blow, can the opponent still stand up unharmed?

He stared at the other party jokingly: "Hey, you said it so lightly, don't let me down too much, Faker! Can't you walk in one move?!"

The loud and clear voice was especially clear in the night sky, full of the warrior's fiery fighting spirit.

Lixiang He Maxiu, who was in the distance, watched the game from a distance, staring intently at the false follower who was knocked down by counterattack within one round: "Mr. Fang Han is really very active today..."

active? ?Obviously berserk, okay? !

It hurts, damn it! !

Faker grabbed the iron filings that fell on his head, and took three steps forward.

The battle continues.

The female warrior who inherited the will of the conquering king burst out scorching magic power, and faced with this twisted feeling that was opposed to the laws of physics in the world, the surrounding air screamed nervously.

White snow sprayed, and suddenly the female warrior kicked to the ground, and the aftermath shook the surrounding snow blocks away.

run.

Accelerate as hard as you can.

The over-concentrated mind can't even recognize the color of the scenery. In order to defeat the man in front of him, Hephaestion compressed all the strength in his body into these few seconds.

Before deciding the outcome, there is only one chance for him to attack.

however.

Fang Han blocked Hephaestion's attack with a single blow, and the sword in the female warrior's hand also screamed.

"This is--"

She widened her eyes, even Hephaestion couldn't survive the release of magic power with the aura of death.

It's no wonder that, as the chief pope of the goddess of the underworld, Ereshkigal, and the No.19 descendant of the dead angel King Ha, he can be said to be a veteran in one-hit death, let alone a mere king of the army Warriors, even if the real master came here, he would not be spared.

Hephaistion drove the magic further.

Even though the magic circuits in her body were howling, she was still turning her magic power wholeheartedly.Use this avatar as a cog for this being.It can explode in a few seconds with a power comparable to that of the angel of death, and it hits Fang Han's body through the addition of magic power from the Noble Phantasm, the Wheel of Divine Might.

The reaction force threw his body high.

"It's done—!"

It was this reactionary force that she aimed at.

She stumbled and ran on the gradually collapsing cliff, and after a while, the dark train appeared in front of her eyes.

(——Rail Zeppelin——!)

Yes, facing an unimaginable enemy, she was going to retreat first and then come back later.

"Mr. Fang Han!"

A shout was heard in the distance, and it seemed to be Melvin.

"Miss Mathew!"

Another boy's voice sounded.

Corles Falvigi.

Everyone came to the front of the car, ready to meet the brave man who is in charge of connecting the leylines and coordinates. The false follower thought about it, and wanted to disguise himself as Fang Han, and sneaked into the car to prepare for the next stage of the plan. If you are lucky , she can complete her mission according to the master's order without even facing the man in the skull mask.

However, when the bespectacled boy (Colles) reaches out from the open door, the female warrior also notices a great pressure as the train approaches from a distance.

It was the avalanche that was just perceived.

As if chasing the train, a large-scale avalanche hit this side.

But she still didn't stop.Since there is no way out, the only option is to board the Rail Zeppelin before being buried by the avalanche.

According to its visual inspection, the train should barely escape the range of the avalanche.

Hephaistion stepped hard on the collapsing cliff, pouring all his strength into the last step.

(Be sure to catch——)

She reaches out.

Desperately reach out.

It was getting closer and closer to Cowles, who leaned out.Carabor and Yvette seemed to be behind him.It appeared that they all made it to the train safely.Although there was no sign that the train had stopped again, since they were all magicians or people from the Church of the Holy Church, boarding the train should not be a problem.

(—to catch—!)

Cowles touched his fingertips.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

Perhaps this was the last spirit of the son of Einnashe.The already withered branch of death grabbed the opponent's body.It was not a violent action, but for Hephaistion who was highly concentrated, it was almost a fatal touch.

"--Well?!"

It was too late to cut it off with the broad sword on his waist.

In the blink of an eye, the Rail Zeppelin passed by, and the falling body was engulfed by the avalanche.The weight of pure white seems to wash away everything.

I will also become a part of it. Under the overwhelming pressure, such disgusting thoughts came to my mind uncontrollably.

"... Mr. Fang Han...!"

Cowles' shout echoed far, far away.

—Hephaistion's consciousness was interrupted here.

What she didn't see was the towering figure that jumped down from the avalanche at the last moment.

Carrying the delicate bodies of two young girls on his back, he seemed to glance at her, and finally scratched his head and picked it up with a chain that seemed to be shining with sunlight.

That is--

The projected sky lock.

△

— just a few minutes ago.

The air is moving quietly.

Because of the submerged cold, the air flow was very slow.Although the stove was lit in the house, it was impossible to resist the cold wave coming from the snowy forest.Not only this room, but the entire Rail Zeppelin seems to be slowly freezing up.

The silver-haired girl is curled up in this room.

Olga Marie Asmiret Animsfia, the daughter of the Astronomy King.

Her side was even surprisingly tidy.If it is an uninformed person, there is no way to find that this place was once a murder scene.Needless to say, the carpet and bed, other backed up furniture have also been replaced.The headless body of the victim, Tricia Philoz, was also placed in the truck after being preserved by magic to prevent the corruption of the magic seal.

then,

"...It really is not right. It's so strange."

The girl muttered to herself.

She has been in the room investigating.

Of course, after all the cleaning work is over.There is almost no place to hide things in a neatly furnished room.Even if modern science is used to investigate, there should be no useful clues.However, the girl carefully inspected this space that was about half the size of the entire passenger car over and over again.

What prompted her to do so was no great reason.

Just very trivial, pure intuition.After bidding farewell to Fang Han and his party, she returned to her room with no other place to go, and the moment she entered the door, she felt a slight sense of disobedience—a vague, fuzzy feeling.

But in such a room where there was no cover, not even a trace of blood left, she acted like OCD.It's more like digging into a dead end than being persistent.In fact, due to mental fatigue, faint [dark circles] have appeared around the girl's eyes.However, this did not detract from her beautiful profile, and the slightly haggard cheeks added an indescribable charm to the girl.Although rare, there are people whose good qualities can only be highlighted by misfortune, and this girl may have a similar temperament to them.

Or, it's an exceptional talent for a magician.Simply pursuing one's own beliefs, no matter how crazy it is in the eyes of others, this is the correct way of existence of magicians (non-humans) who have avoided the world for thousands of years.

As a member of the Lord's family, she was only looking for the sense of incompatibility that only she felt——

"ah!"

Suddenly, the train started.

She almost fell due to inertia, and at the same time, Olga Marie frowned.

Someone has sneaked in.