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

But Lustia ran out, helping everyone at the minimum, deflecting Mordred's wanton magic power.

That's probably the [Gift] of the Lion King, it can be said to be almost infinite magic power, and it has the ability to release the Noble Phantasm at will without considering any consequences.

This village is the last camp for refugees still in existence outside of Egypt.Hassans must protect this place, and the Knights of the Round Table will inevitably choose to destroy it.

He is very clear about Wang's behavior. If the attack here cannot be defeated for a long time, she will definitely make a move in person.As for whether Mordred will be punished for this, what does it matter?And considering Mordred's personality, he might be happier if he was punished by the king.

He still remembered that every winter, after the northern barbarians were dealt with, he had to consider how depressing the king would be for the villagers who could not grow food.He didn't even take it with him at one point, and just stayed alone on the city wall, looking at the already thirsty world outside Camelot.

No one could have imagined that that short and thin figure would be the strongest sword to protect Britain.After countless fierce battles, he led the Britons and alien groups, crusaded against the humble king Vortigern who made the country barren, cleaned up the princes who often had civil strife, blocked the invasion of the Picts in the north, and brought endless streams from the mainland like a sea of ​​clouds. The influx of aliens completely repulsed, and the largest city in the British Isles, Rondiniam, was restored to the prosperous city of Camelot, the king of knights-King Arthur.

In the past, he also believed like thousands of British people that as long as the king is still alive, Britain will not perish, and the painful things will not continue to spread.

But the fact is not like that. After fighting with the king for ten years and being stable for ten years, the results of those 25 years of fighting life are just the land that is still deserted, the group of princes who are still in civil strife, and the fertile land. Just Camelot...

Such a king still hopes that the country can prosper and that the people can return to their hometowns, where they can live and work in peace and contentment, and stay together with their children and grandchildren endlessly.There is no future for pure asylum. The former king was convinced that he was too short-sighted, and there will always be days that he cannot live through.

But when will that day come?

Gradually, the people of Britain got tired. They believed in the king chosen by Merlin, and they also saw everything the king did.

Wang was enduring the pain, and was thinking about how to usher in death slowly.But the people have been unable to bear the pain, and just want to hang their dying and useless lives in this crazy little by little as soon as possible, and get their own rest and even peace as much as possible.

The people are not saints, they cannot endure everything like a king.

The mind gradually returned to the body, but when Rodrite returned to normal, Mordred had already been repelled.

However, Bedivere was sent back with injuries all over his body. Although the wounds were slowly recovering, they always gave off an awkward feeling.It's like a flower in the moon water in a mirror, an illusory sense of disorder.

Bedivere had used his own Noble Phantasm before, severely injuring Mordred but then passed out.I have never heard of a heroic spirit who used his own treasure and fell into a coma, but it has been heard that some treasures can cause the heroic spirit itself to disappear.

"Mr. Bedivere is one of the knights who serve the king, and he understands the king's daily life better than I do. In the past, I fought with him on the battlefield, but he was on the battlefield with only one arm. Achieved three times the results compared with other knights."

Looking at Bedivere who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, Rodrite started talking about the past like an old man.

The knight who claimed to be the weakest of the round table and had no special talents was desperately fighting on the battlefield. He only had one arm but picked up a long spear to shoot in and out of the enemy army seven times.At the same time, he is only one-armed, but he is better than any attendant, he is closest to the life of the king, and helps the king to deal with trivial matters, big and small.

Back then in Camelot, if the knight was the most indispensable besides the king, the people might answer that it was Sir Gawain, Rodritte would answer that it was Aggressive, and most knights would answer Bedivere. .

If it is said that Sir Kay is the bad friend of most people in the round table, Gawain is the brother of some people, Lancelot is the target of all the knights, and Bedivere is the glue of all the knights of the round table.

Although he knew that this man was found to be brave because he chased and killed his unfaithful wife before he first joined the round table, but not many people would make jokes about it.Because you might piss someone off, it's just a fair duel, but if you piss off Bedivere...

Bedivere probably won't do it himself, but someone else will drag you out of Aruba for a day first.

"In the end, what happened to you..."

.........

After that, Rodrite watched over Bedivere all night. After all, he didn't really trust Hassan here.But the same Hassan didn't trust him very much, so the two sides could only spend the night in a state of monitoring each other and cooperating with each other.

As for Chaldea, taking advantage of the late night, he went to a certain city outside the holy capital to find a mountain man who survived but had already been captured.

They came back around midnight, bringing with them a slender but dangerous girl.

The other party is very wary of things that touch his body, but he is very close to the Master of Chaldea.

After asking Hassan with the alien arm, he found out that the other party was Hassan, who was covered in poison all over his body, but it seemed that the master of Chaldea was immune to this poison enough to kill a heroic spirit.

【What the hell is the Master of Chaldea? 】

Such doubts flashed in my mind, but they were quickly thrown into the corner by Rodrite.

Anyway, he just looks like an ordinary man with no good looks... right?

After that, it can be said that the feast unfolded indiscriminately~

The new apprentice of the eminent monk in the east, the treasure that can produce unlimited rice.

Heh~ It's much more fun than simply drinking, isn't it?

After that, it was time to deal with the battle plan of the holy capital. The Hassans gave a practical and feasible plan to find the evening bell of death.

Although the Master of Chaldea didn't know what it was, Rodritte knew exactly what it was.It was a terrifying figure who could freely enter and exit the undead king's head anytime and anywhere even in the great temple of the king of Egypt.

Although there was only a flash of blue flames in his eyes, there was no doubt that it was the real body of terror.

A certain mighty Heroic Spirit!

.........

"In the end, you and I stayed together, little brother."

"Ah, no matter how you say it, you can't let only one archer guard the whole village."

Rodrite, who was guarding outside the village, looked at the smiling Persian hero. He believed in others from the beginning to the end, and even smiled in the face of any situation.Although he didn't show off with the archer who can conjure infinite rice tricks, at least Rodrite can be sure that the opponent's combat power will definitely not be weaker than that guy who throws rice.

Well~ Although the martial arts level of the guy who threw rice, according to his opinion, it should be about the same level as Lancelot.

(Then TM is the apex of an era!)

"It takes more than two days to go back and forth from the temple. The solemn knights who have been beaten once during this period are likely to launch another wave of attack. Regardless of the number of people, if there are knights of the round table I'll come out."

"Well, then I'm counting on you!"

The archer who was like a big brother next door smiled, making Rodrite seem to have returned to the childlike era in the past.

It's just that time can go back, but it can't be changed.

These distracting thoughts of the past will only make him physically and mentally exhausted from the pain of the present situation.

"However, it seems that the enemy is coming a little fast."

"What did you see?"

Arash looked at the foot of the mountain with a serious expression, and Rodrite, who relied on Lustia's power, also saw the scenery at the foot of the mountain.Urging the soldiers to make fires, and even the red-haired figure who lined up as soon as possible, caressing the long bow like a harp in his hand, closed his eyes and took advantage of the opportunity to find the refugees from the road one by one. The limbs were cut off, and the soldiers were forced to fall to the ground and bleed until they went into shock. During this period, the soldiers were continuously poured pepper water to stimulate their nerves.

Rodrite knew the other party, but the other party was not this kind of demon.The other party was originally a very kind person, and he would not have done such a thing, but some kind of abnormality occurred in this singularity.

It was Tristan, a melancholy but loving knight who was troubled by love in his own life.

[King Arthur doesn't understand the human heart, so do you understand the human heart now?Sir Tristan...]

Holding his lance tightly, Rodrite immediately mounted Lustia who had turned into a war horse.

How could he turn a blind eye to the tragedy happening in front of him?

Besides, if we don't take advantage of the current situation to defeat the solemn knights at the foot of the mountain, do we still have to wait for them to attack the top of the mountain?

"I'll go down first, Your Excellency Arash. Please help me!"

Unable to bear the tragedy happening in front of his eyes, Rodrite charged!

Although the enemy was a good friend in the past, the other party is now the enemy, and the other party has done evil things that disgust him.

"Tristan—"

The roar of battle resounded in the dusk sky, and the silver-blue knight dragged the golden light, turning into silver lightning!The holy blue wind spread from his surroundings, engulfing the entrance of the entire valley in an instant, turning it into a storm field covering the sky and the earth. Countless blue colors twisted into wind shackles, speeding up in this field echoing with the wind chant. moving.

The red-haired knight on the ground still didn't open his eyes, just raised his hand in the direction of Rodrite, waved his arm lightly and played the harp in his hand.

"Tia!"

The blade of the storm galloping across the land was a dangerous blade issued from the harp in Drizzt's hand.

But when the storm elves spread their power to protect their beloved contractor.

A spell that no one could hear came from the mouth of the wind elf, and the huge magic power instantly disappeared in Rodrite's body.

In the space in front of the eyes where the magic power spread, the violently flowing storm tore apart those frivolous sound blades!

The battle has officially begun.

247. Girl☆Opera

Rage becomes passion, curse becomes faith, flight becomes courage, envy becomes love, despair becomes hope, arrogance becomes pride.The knight's oath should never be a dead letter, guarding one's own oath, wanting to accomplish that lofty ideal.

It is in this way that the knight will follow in the footsteps of the king.

The wind in the storm tells the glory of the past~ Huge magic power left Rodrite's body and dispersed into the atmosphere. Even Rodrite felt tired from the violent loss of magic power.

"Wind!!!!"

The magic bullets all over the sky fell like a torrential rain in the storm, making the earth inevitably howl.

boom~~~~~~

The storm entwined with magic power exploded on the ground like a missile, washing the battlefield like a bomber's carpet bombing, while the storm in the sky was cheering and admiring all this at this moment.

Although it was not the release of the treasure, it was just some C+ level magic bullets, but now the storm in the whole field is raging on the ground.For the living people below or the summoned low-level miscellaneous spirits, the attacks are the same whether they are C-level or B-level.

Among Rodritte's inherent skills, the B+ level storm controller exerted the most powerful power.

Tristan is one of the Three Lions of Britain, one of the Knights of the Round Table in the legend of King Arthur, and a famous archer.It was rumored that even the goblin would care about his appearance in front of him, and hid in the grass in order to tidy up his appearance.The beautiful Baqun and Bedivere, who is also a knight of the round table, are good partners fighting side by side, and Wang also commented that he is too emotional.

But even so, the once powerful archers lacked effective means of counterattack under the charge of the cavalry.

Failnaught, who held a harp in his hand, vibrated the string to blow the air away and fired what should be called a vacuum arrow.Angle adjustment and arrow speed, the most important thing is that the loading speed is extraordinary, no matter how fast a hero is, it is almost impossible to avoid them all.

However, that chaotic airflow in the sky is the nemesis of all flying abilities...

The moment the opponent's foot should have stepped into the attack range, he would have been trapped in the vacuum trap in mid-air, restrained, cut apart, and even easily turned into pieces.

Within a kilometer, it is full of Tianwei Tianwei!

All resistance is meaningless, the storm's magic bullets and shackles have completely sealed off this area.At the top of the sky, the distorted holy blue had already turned into a vortex, crushing everything in the storm like a stirring juicer.

"It's really sad that I have to fight the undefeated Storm Lord."

Caressing the harp, Trittan did not make counterattack strings here.Just playing the music slightly, prompting the magical power to repair every wound on the body that was torn by the storm.

Who would have thought of fighting against the invincible Gale Lord on the battlefield? When galloping together on the battlefield, the opponent's charge falling from the clouds was accompanied by a storm, tearing apart the frontal resistance of the enemy army.But it was the first time for the Knights of the Round Table to experience this for themselves...

After all, the charging knight was only an advanced infantry after dismounting, and Rodrite could only be regarded as an average level in the sparring with the knights of the round table.Therefore, I never imagined what a terrifying scene it would be if Rodrite was hostile to them on the battlefield.

Tristan, who had already poked his eyes, grabbed a soldier who fell on the ground contemptuously, and let him stand in front of him, allowing him to be torn apart by the storm.The blessing bestowed upon him by the Lion King is [Reversal], whether it is character, compatibility or even anything else, it is in the same state as his past self.Of course, his gender has not been reversed, that's for sure.

Anyway, behind him is the Lion King, and his magic power is endless.

But that's not the case with the Gale Lord over there. It is impossible for Rodritte to have too much magic support.

Although his skills and Noble Phantasm are not very high level, and the magic power consumed is not directly proportional to the destructive power produced, but the opponent's magic power is always limited.This point was fully exposed during the battle between the opponent and Gao Wen~

Although Gao Wen, who had the blessing of nightless, was unable to take down the opponent, but after the opponent fought with all his strength, he could only bet on whether a full-strength blow would have an effect on Gao Wen.Because his magic power is not too much, and the storm around him is the power of the wind elves, which has little to do with him.