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

boom -

"Cough-cough-"

Fujimaru, who suddenly rolled towards the pile of straw, felt his back was burning, and the place where he was standing just now had been blown out of a big black crater.

What the fuck is this?There are no fighter planes dropping bombs in the sky, so how did this big hole like a gun crater form?

But at the next moment, with the runes drawn by Fujimaru Tateka on the ground, a pair of huge scissors also cut the wooden figure in Fujimaru Tatsuka's posture into two sections!But the figure wielding the scissors was also surrounded by many vines at the same time.

"Don't underestimate rune magic!"

Emerging from the smooth surface of the wooden figure, Fujimaru Tachika also waved his own fist and hit the murderer hard in the face!

Boom~Hong~Don't~

The heavy sound of falling to the ground proves that the touch on the fist is not a virtual thing, and the purple-blue pale clown that caught the eye has emphasized the fact that the fist hit a person countless times.

"Hahahaha~~~"

Laughing... the clown... fell to the ground laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Fujimaru, who didn't know the identity of the purple-haired clown in front of him, asked a question.

But if he heard the other party's real name immediately, and it contained knowledge.He would be able to detect his mistake immediately, and even kill him first.

"Hehe~ Ticktock Bomb!"

BOOM——! ! !

In an instant, the hot flames enveloped the street, and a soaring flame announced the explosion here.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the castle.

A bitter battle that she had never experienced before made Matthew exhausted. When she found that the evil spirits around her had been washed away, she also leaned on the shield and half-kneeled almost exhausted.

"Ha! Finally...it's over."

Now she can finally understand why those heroic spirits have always watched her fight, and each time they restricted a small number of enemies to fight against her.

Because that's really tiring...

There are enemies in all directions, you cannot let your guard down, you cannot leave everything to your instincts, but you cannot leave everything to your posture.Just finished playing the front, maybe the next moment will return to the back.One time may be able to bear it, but after a battle, dozens of consecutive turns, as well as the strength to swing the shield and balance the body must be prepared, and to prevent being surrounded after being attacked by the enemy.

Thinking about it this way, the heroic spirits who came to the battlefield are all very powerful existences.

"Are there a lot of undead soldiers... If we say it is leaving regrets, the number of wandering undead is too much." Besides, the scenery here, no matter how you look at it, is intentional, even those The scattered pattern may not be able to form a good magic circle, but it has also formed an enchantment that prevents Joan of Arc and Matthew from retreating.

The other party wants to trap her here?Or is there a more dangerous target?

"Besides, there aren't any undead in the town... No, after all, who is running the town. If there are no soldiers here. Are they—"

"I don't know. It's just that one thing is certain. The gate has been locked, which means...they don't want us to leave. I don't know what's going on with the seniors..."

Ah, that's right.Joan of Arc suddenly remembered that there is also the Master of Chaldea!Although it was said that it was past one o'clock in the morning, he should still be sleeping well in the hotel, but Joan of Arc felt deeply uneasy.

Was that a revelation?No, the revelation does not have a reminder to the Lord of Chaldea.So is it just my own psychological effect?Not necessarily...

"Go forward. In the depths of this castle, there is still a demonic aura—"

Tap~~Tap~~~

Before he finished speaking, a series of footsteps had already made Joan of Arc and Matthew clenched their weapons tightly again.

Is this after the evil spirits consumed their mana, and turned to find some monsters to consume their energy?

"There are footsteps. There are many people listening to the sound!"

"This voice is obviously not a survivor...Although I hope it is an ordinary person, but no matter how you look at it, it is not—orc!"

Clutching the holy banner in her hand, Joan felt that the castle was targeting her!

"Jeanne-san!"

"Follow me, Matthew!"

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What is needed is a decathlon ring.

What is needed is—a king who forsook God's grace.

What is needed is—a hidden guardian of humanity.

When the Ten Fist Ring returns, the status quo of Humanity Incineration will end, but with it will be the remnants of someone's legacy.

A more severe test is coming, Master of Chaldea~

We demon gods sit high in the temple, waiting for the moment when you try your best to hinder our great main business.

At that time, everything that is true will be revealed.

- Barbatos(?)

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"Why, these imaginary monsters..." After struggling to stab the last orc to the ground, the blood stained on Joan of Arc's body slowly disappeared, but the mental fatigue could not go away.

Even just now, Joan asked Matthew to rest for a while, to prevent the enemy's reinforcements from fighting the orc army alone...

"I don't know either. It's just... I think that Joan of Arc is indeed the key."

"I...?" Sitting slumped on the wall of the corridor, Jeanne also breathed a sigh of relief.She is also in the middle of a bloody killing now, temporarily calming down her restless heart, she always feels that she might become a berserker at some point.

"Indeed, this France is my motherland. I really cannot bear to trample on this country—huh?"

"Jeanne-san? Did you think of anything?"

Looking at Joan's suddenly stunned expression, Matthew also felt that perhaps, this time the abnormal point was about to be caught.

"Really, maybe—let's hurry to the throne! I'm afraid, this matter can be settled there!"

As if thinking of something...

Joan of Arc quickly led Matthew towards the throne...

PS1: Sure enough, I shouldn't watch the second episode of "Saint Joan of Arc"...I feel the image of the fighting mad Joan of Arc emerges in my mind, and I want to be the Joan of Arc who is a mad war job agent 233

PS2: MMP I thought this chapter would be able to end Joan of Arc's interlude, but it still doesn't work!

Interlude: My God Is Here 1 (End)

Let's talk about a name--

That is the name of a demon, the name of a monster, the name of a disaster.

Mephistopheles——the seductive demon who appeared in Goethe's masterpiece "Faust", bet with God whether Dr. Faust will fall, and he led Faust to the evil path.

The original meaning is "destroyer", "liar", "those who hate the light", "those who do not love the light", "those who do not love Faust".

Mephistopheles, as a contract between the devil's magicians, lures the fallen demons of mankind, and calls himself the king of hell, Lucifer, to pledge his allegiance.The griffin beast looks like an upright, but also looks like a dragon. Its whole body is covered with black hair, and it has a pair of big wings.When he incarnated into the human world, he appeared in the form of a goat, but there was only one horn on his head and two bat-like wings on his back.When a magician sells his soul to the devil, his wish can be granted.

but...

The existence encountered now is not like this.

There is no ugly demon appearance in the rumors, only a pale clown in front of him.

Although this clown is a bit too strong, but I have to say that the other party is not like a devil, but like some kind of sex doll.

"Tsk—"

The steel wire passed through the spine, and Fujimaru Tateka gritted her teeth in pain.

Both wrists and feet were locked on the cross by steel wires, and now the iron wires running through the spine on the back, perhaps it is some hard balls that make Fujimaru more troublesome?

Those are tiny bombs, and my previous self was knocked out by those tiny bombs.

"Two eyes? Abdomen? Knees, spinal cord, set up! Ahahahahahaha—"

The annoying voice disgusted Fujimaru, and the other party's miserable smile was harsher than Elizabeth's singing.

But what annoys Fujimaru even more is his attitude, this [demon] doesn't care about anything at all...

Now, we can only wait for rescue...

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In the castle, Matthew assisted Joan in fighting hard.

The enemies have been converted from the original evil spirits and orcs, and now they appear in front of them with huge swollen tumors all over their bodies, with strange and brightly colored bone masks on their faces.

that's the devil...

At least the black wings and big black tail on the back, as well as the horns and the demon on the opponent's head are all telling this fact.

But in fact... yes, after these demons were killed, they turned into flames and black water just like the legends.

Um?What is this purple heart?

"What... this time, is it... a demon?"

The way of death, unlike humans and heroic spirits, made Matthew nauseated, but Joan of Arc walked up indifferently and picked up the purple heart.

Immediately accompanied by a golden flash, the residue left by the demon turned into light particles and disappeared...

"Calm down, Matthew-san. It's just a demon-like monster. And the guy who used the monster...is you hiding in the shadows over there."

Joan of Arc stood indifferently in the center of the courtyard, and following her words, a blue foot slowly stepped out of the shadows.

"Hey hee hee hee hee! That's right, that's right!" A weird and crazy smirk came from the darkness, the body that looked slender but fit, the pale skin under the weird revealing clothes It looks extraordinarily cold, and the smiling face with purple lipstick makes it look very dangerous.

Is that a clown?Is that a Heroic Spirit?Is that a demon?Is that the enemy?

"My lord, it is the one who used this demon! My name is Mephisto! I am a servant named as a magician!"

The pale figure in high heels is like a clown in a circus, turning the scissors on his fingertips over and over again, while the golden rooster on the other side independently steps on a spring.

"You are--!"

Once you see that heroic spirit's posture, you will never forget it, even if it is only a one-sided relationship, even if you have never had direct contact with the other party.