What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

This is undoubtedly Matthew's armament, the embodiment of the power of the heroic spirit.

This is something brought by the cave king who claims to be able to cross anywhere. That heroic spirit with black flames and blue thunder all over his body, is he really worthy of being a follower of Senior Gudazi?Just the contamination of the black flame on his body easily burned to death a priest who wanted to kill Fujimaru because of his madness.

Although I later learned that the priest was a hunter who still had a daughter waiting to go home, Fujimaru Tachika would not hate the Cave King who saved him anyway.

Not to mention the shield in hand...

Thinking of this, he was silent for a while, he really couldn't imagine how powerful the senior who claimed to be Gu Dazi was.Even the armament of a heroic spirit can be sent to him by someone.

According to the Cave King, what he is in is the enchantment of the gods, which is the appearance of a dream.Here even the heroic spirits can't use their fists, they can only fight with the strength allowed by the dream master.

And here he was just entering and looking for Fujimaru, and it seemed that Fujimaru existed as a singularity. When the Cave King touched him, he was marked by several auras.

Although he was not sure whether the other party was hostile, the Cave King chose to leave. After all, the god chose Fujimaru for his reason.Even Gudazi didn't mean to take it away, so the Cave King, who was only a follower, would not act on his own.

But it's enough to think about it...

It's time to move on.

Thinking of this, Fujimaru tightly held the shield in his hand, as if he had gained the courage given by Matthew, he looked resolutely at the road leading to the church ahead.

Although he got help from a hunter on the way, it was a pity that the hunter didn't accompany him for a long time, but he still learned about the relics that he was going to the church to get.

So what are the relics?What information?

He doesn't know these...

He can only reach where he can reach safely~

Unfortunately, this is just a dream.

Because just as he was looking at the door of the church, trouble had already found him.

A shining white lady who lost her head sat on a cake made of piled corpses and smiled, drinking the afternoon tea made of blood and pieces of meat.

A musician whose hands are bloated and even turned into some kind of sexually suggestive stick is shaking his body at the moment, singing like a small bird in captivity.

A knight who couldn't distinguish between male and female was pierced by many rapiers, but more importantly, his legs were bound by cumbersome ropes, and he stood loyally in front of the lady.

A figure with his head hidden under his clothes, his hands covered with blood, was surrounded by countless bright red dead souls, forming chains of shackles that bound him in place like wooden stakes.

And just when Fujimaru stood in front of them, they let out a piercing call, so that the vine had to raise the shield in his hand, ready to crush it to the ground...

Who are these monsters...?

I don't think about it anymore...

【The blood-stained noble queen】

【The Carnival of the Death Plague】

【The Immortal Mysterious Knight】

[Self-restraining executioner]

The opponent is the enemy——

That's all...

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The night of hunting cannot be spent by the passage of time.

So hunters are needed to hunt monsters and end the night.

No matter whether they are from Yanan or foreigners, as long as they have the potential to become hunters, they will start the nightmare of never-ending borders.Hunters will not usher in real death. Once a hunter like us is "killed", he will wake up in the hunter's dream, resurrect with full blood, and then roar again to regain the "lost" in the hunt. Echoes of Blood".

PS: Restore the original work?

132. The Shadow of France

"Okay, come on Dion. Open your mouth~~"

"Okay...okay...thank you Mary. Then—ah~~"

The heroic blond knight who couldn't tell the gender showed a shy expression. In front of the princess holding a snack, the memory of shame in France before was like a spring of water.Swallowed by a maddened consciousness, if it wasn't for the assistance of that saint, she would definitely fall into it and be unable to extricate herself.

But how should I put it, this one suddenly came down from the seat of Heroic Spirits and got a vacation, is it really worthy of being a god?

It's a pity that this city is too psychedelic, the roofs of the buildings are as sharp as churches, and there is always a bad feeling surrounding the city.It's a pity that the lord god who called himself Artemis didn't allow them to delve into it, and just stayed here as a guard.

Seriously, what is there to guard?It actually needs Queen Mary to appear at the same time... No, after summoning Mary, he and two other idiots appeared in a chain.

"Hehe, it's very delicious, right? It has a rich and elastic texture, with a sweet taste of sugar. It looks as delicate as white snow. I really want to learn how to make it. Then please come and taste it. This seems to be Call the dumpling, Sanson."

"Ah, yes. Then I accept it with gratitude, Wangfei. But is it really okay? The dumplings here are all things bestowed by the Lord God. As far as I am concerned, they are not very good. trust in the ancient primordial gods."

The executioner with the white dumpling in his hand showed a helpless expression, but he still remembered what he had done.Bullying ordinary people with the famous knight in the lake, this kind of thing is not to mention losing the heroic spirit's face, and he has no place to show his dirty face as a executioner.

After all, according to his teammates, he is also the knight in the lake who has kissed a man a hundred times...

(Yangtze River: Are you paying attention to something so strange!)

"Well, you should take what you can take when you can take it, and you can take as much as you want if you are greedy, Sansong. Although you are very honest, it is not good to be too respectful. Really, in the past, prepare for the guillotine That bold you ran there."

But obviously, it is different from the situation where both of them have shame in their hearts.Although it is said that after she was summoned at the beginning, the Louis XVI she got up was killed by those human figures, and she was even crushed like a street mouse in the end, but Queen Mary still maintained her simple thoughts, pure Just left with a simple sense of happiness.

Should I say stupid?Or is it really smart?

The queen who doesn't think about anything has lived a more nourishing life than anyone else since then, but Chaldea, who is constantly fighting because of the singularity and the things behind it, and a certain fool who bestowed human equality and despair, at this moment seem to be annoying. Dressed like a coquettish wild dog.

"No, princess, actually I don't really like the guillotine, it's better to say the opposite..."

"It's really long-winded~ Executioner. Didn't the princess already tell you to take it away? Then, all we have to do is to assist with all our strength. The storage space in the princess's glass carriage is given to us freely, and we need to transport one ton and two Tons of snacks, not a problem at all. Anyway, it is the reward given to us by that god, if you don’t take it, what is the difference from being sorry for yourself?”

The completely different levels of acceptance tell the difference in life between the two.

San Song, who is an executioner but doesn't need to think about the rest of his life, still maintains an attitude of reverence for things that are not his own.But as a spy, Dion ended up starving to death on the streets and suffering from disease. As long as someone pays enough, he can't help.

"Hey, Dion really understands the feelings of girls. With such delicious things, it's only natural to have as much as you can. Come on, ah~~~~~"

"Ah~~~ (///O///)"

Oh, by the way~ I forgot to mention, this blond heroic knight is a man.

Don't create any illusion just because he is cute and blushing now.

"Well~~ Speaking of Amadeus Mask. This time, he also sneaked behind us. Come and experience this rare tea party together~"

Just as she was talking, Mary also looked back, just at the end of the street corner, the golden mask at the turning of the alley, and the swirling hair would definitely not mistake her identity.

Hearing Mary's call, the other party also hesitated.But after seeing the knight and the executioner discovering him for the first time, he also walked out like a broken jar.

"It's him again, you pervert, hurry back to Vienna."

"Ma~ He is actually a trustworthy man, he has been silently guarding us behind my door."

"Heh heh heh~~~ I'm hated by gender inverts who seem to be very speculative, but they are trusted by men who don't care... What kind of plane is this. Well~ After all, it's the price of chain summoning, even if you don't want to cooperate It's my reserve to cooperate with other people."

The quarrel among the crowd was just like the reason for their arrival. It was inexplicable, without warning, and without reason.

This may not be considered a joke among old friends, but it is definitely a joke among acquaintances.Compared with the Lord God, the inexplicably constructed barrier and asking them to stay here and wait for someone to arrive is much more straightforward.

"Calculating the time, the person that the Lord God said should be coming soon? I don't know what kind of person it is?"

Looking at the three people who still maintained the same glory and reputation as before, Mary smiled involuntarily.

But...that's just the glory and fame left, none of them noticed a thing.

As heroic spirits, they are the embodiment of popularity. Their personalities and memories are accompanied by historical data and humanistic dictation, and they are suppressed to add their own unique attributes.But for God, who is one of the tentacles of restraining power, it is easy to modify the spirit foundation after the heroic spirit manifests.

The material of their death was taken, inculcating incomprehensible illusions.

Although I am a little sorry for them who responded to the call this time, there is no doubt that they are just monsters in the eyes of others at this moment.

It was also at this time that the steel gate not far from them was opened.

The surrounding space changed from the originally silent town to dim yellow, filled with blood and the roar of beasts everywhere, and the church not far away was still flickering with the afterglow of flames.

And the four people who were in the banquet turned into monsters~

A princess without a head, just because her head has been chopped off.A knight who cannot walk is only because he has fallen ill.The musician with a swollen body is obsessed with feces just because he doesn't care about hygiene.The executioner who completely sealed himself off was simply unable to get over the condemnation in his heart.

But it doesn't matter~

The moment the door was opened, their minds were taken away.

As a rare vacation for Heroic Spirits, I hope they can have a good enough time.

But it's a pity that what the gods need are monsters that can only fight. It is the master who opened the door in this way, and all he can see are monsters that cannot communicate.

let's fight...

A woman's call came from my ear, but I couldn't understand who it was.

The eyes of the Heroic Spirit who turned into a monster and the Master who was holding a giant shield met directly.

Then just kill it~

This is the beginning of the story about the death fight between the master and the monster.

There is no hope, no emotion, no reason, no originality.

Just the two simple reasons that vacation time is over and doors are opening.

They were deprived of the possibility of conversation by a certain god, and could only regard each other as enemies.

The immobile knight picked up the rapier, the self-closing executioner brandished the torture tool, the bloated musician slapped his arms to make a sound, and the headless princess sat on the royal chair and waited for the execution.

——Wish you luck on your journey Vive la France ? and Cheace——

133. The road to self-destruction

Death is often not terrible, what is terrible is the process of death and the helplessness of what to do after death.

The so-called loss of fear of death may mean that the hope of life has been lost, or it may be that the unknown of death itself has been lost.

"Are you still challenging..." Sitting on a relatively flat roof, the boy was also observing Fujimaru Tachika from a street away.