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

As long as Rodrite uses his skills a few more times and cannot continue to maintain the existence of the wind elves, the cavalry who charge into the battle will have to abandon their lances and dismount and fight as infantry.

It's a pity that the current situation can't make Tristan continue to wait.

His mission was to break through that annoying rebel village this morning, for which he set off with all the remaining soldiers in the fort.

In addition, another mountain road was attacked by guerrilla troops led by Lancelot. If he couldn't hold back the archers on the opposite side, then the situation on Lancelot's side might be a little bit worse.

"It's really sad. I want to fight the archer on the opposite side."

It's a pity that his wish will not come true on his own initiative, because the other party intends to kill him.The undefeated Stormlord was furious at what he had done, and there was no better time to kill him than now.

Here, the storm is about to kill him.

This is the fact-

After the storm that filled the sky killed all the soldiers who could block the advance, it finally saw the only remaining member of the opponent.

Tristan must be here!

The wind locks all over the sky twisted and recovered towards the center of the sky, just like the direction of the noose, and the net that had spread all over the earth at some time wrapped Tristan in it.Musical archers tried to break the ropes, but it was all futile in the end.The red-haired knight of the round table was controlled by the chains of the storm, and was easily pulled into the air, and then the movements of his limbs were restrained by the storm.

"Anything else to say?"

The undefeated Lord Galewind released his last goodwill to his old friend. Everything the other party did was true, but it was also a 'sin' that he had to do because of the Lion King.

Therefore, knights who are not saints can forgive each other's 'sins' and give each other an equal and just death.

"Wang, I'm really sad that I didn't see you in the end."

"Yeah, King's—!!!!!!"

Raising the long spear he was guarding, he faced the demon who had no ability to resist in front of him.

Lord Galewind also charged towards the former knight!

"—Glory!!!!!!"

With a slightly sad feeling, the voice was almost hoarse, and a huge flow of magic power burst out from its gun.

The B++ storm power of the Noble Phantasm began to spread around Tristan's body.

Rumble rumble~~~~~~~

The red-haired knight instantly turned into countless shattered pieces of flesh, and then quickly dissipated into brilliance.

The ground at the foot of the mountain cracked and sent out incredible shock waves, just like the consequences of a meteorite hitting the surface.

Landslides began to occur on half of the mountain range, and the trees and soil on the surface were even scraped everywhere. The soldiers who were originally corpses on the ground were torn into pieces of bloody mud.

"Son of reversed grief, Lord Galewind will meet with your true self in the future."

The Lion King and King Arthur are two different existences.

If it is said that King Arthur wants to become the king of saints who have no hearts because he understands people's hearts.Then the Lion King is the king of choices who has no hearts and wants to make other people abandon their hearts.

That is, they are all the same in essence, they are all crawling forward in the burning hell, maybe they will only temporarily fall down and cannot move, but they will still look up at the starry sky and stick to the most fundamental and sharp core part of their hearts!Even though she knew she was going to die tomorrow, she still kept her sense, and she wanted to make her death help more people, an innocent girl.

In 50 years of life, how many fifty can you spend?

The king who drew his sword at the age of 15 has taken risks for five years, fought for ten years, and maintained stability for ten years.

In the end, what I fell down was just under the sand tower that I piled up little by little with my own hands...

But now the Lion King is transforming the former sand tower into an indestructible steel fortress, but handing everything over to the berserk machine.

"The king's choice is correct. There shouldn't be so many miseries."

Maybe this is too much reflection of his own ideal king on the Lion King, but at least Rodrite will not think that the current king's actions are still considered common sense.

.........

"...Rodrite Saltisio..."

"I am here..."

"Let me ask you... you, why did you follow Artoria instead of King Arthur...?"

That is a very long memory, and has nothing to do with this body, nor with the body in the Hall of Valor.

It's just a very small, small, small, inhumane Holy Grail War, the question raised by the king when he left the field early.

It's just that Wang didn't wait for an answer in the end, nor did he leave time for an answer.

【Because Arturia is a human】

That was an answer that the king would never hear, and another answer that King Arthur would not have expected.

King Arthur is not a human being, but a cold scale, perfect and infallible king.

However, Arturia is just a dream and salvation, fighting hard, for her own country and people, constantly fighting hard, not hesitating to hide all her tears and pain under the silver armor, and bears alone Under great pressure, a martyr who is still crawling forward in hell, an innocent girl who hides herself with ruthlessness.

.........

"Rod, there is a fire on the other side of the mountain!"

"what?!"

Hearing the wind elf's warning, Rodrite also stopped recalling.

When he looked up, he saw fiery red clouds reaching the sky.

What happened while he was blocking the way with the storm?

The horrified Gale Lord was quickly brought back to the mountainside by the wind elves. What was the reason for the fire in the village guarded by the great Persian hero?

"Rhode, I must warn you. Your magic power is only [-]% left..."

"That is to say, after returning to the mountainside, it is basically impossible to maintain your state."

He was always wary of Chaldea, so he didn't sign a contract with Chaldea.This also led to him being summoned by the restraining force. Although he was able to recover his magic power by himself, his speed was always very slow.Therefore, it is impossible for Lustia to maintain the posture of a war horse all the time, or even rule the world like a storm queen.

There is only about [-]% of the magic power left, which is just enough for him to release the Noble Phantasm once or twice.

But even if someone would say that the Heroic Spirits rely on the Noble Phantasm for food, and the Heroic Spirit without the Noble Phantasm is a target.

Rodrite promised that he would slap the opponent's ass with the sword in his hand.

"Rod!"

In less than a moment, Lustia had sent Rodrite to the edge of the village halfway up the mountain.

And the current village, only an hour or two away from him, was still mostly burned in the flames.

The wildfire burned along the stubborn weeds and shrubs on the barren mountains to the few remaining emerald green tops.

Who did all this?

Where is Arash?

Did the villagers escape well?

Rodrite, who felt that he was being blamed, quickly got off his horse, and Lustia turned back into a small doll again.Rodritte's remaining magic power is running out, but the enemy is likely to be other knights of the round table... When thinking about it, there are many charred corpses in the burned city in front of him It caught Rodritte's eyes.

That's painful!Refugees struggling to escape!

The corpses had been scorched black by the flames, but most of the corpses could still see signs of body fracture.

who is it? !Who touched it in such a short time, and where did Arash go?

Tap~Tap~

The sound of footsteps of steel colliding with stones could be heard not far away, and a solemn knight who was looking around appeared in front of Rodrite.The other party obviously came to check if there were any survivors in the burned village, but what he didn't expect to meet here was a knight he had never seen before.

"Go to hell!"

"Wait--"

Anger drove the Gale Lord to take revenge, and the lance in his hand quickly changed shape, turning into a strange cutting sword——[The Great Knight's Declaration Sword]!

Immediately, as he crossed the dead and silent battlefield like a gust of wind, the furious Rodrite swung his slashing sword, splitting the opponent's body and shield in two!

Anger filled Rodrite's brain, but he was also very calm.There are still Serious Knights here, which means that there are still people looking for survivors, and they must be planning to kill every refugee.

In other words, their leader must still be there, and even the reason why Arash is not here can be found.

"Who is in front of me, actually beheaded my subordinates."

A familiar voice came from next to his ears, and Rodrite, who was wearing a helmet, froze for a moment, but soon a rush of anger prompted him to turn his head back.

At a corner not far away, a purple-haired knight in dark purple armor stood there holding a big sword.

"Lancelot—"

It was the familiar figure of the traitor, the stain of intolerance that made Rodrite rage.

"—You traitorous sinner!!!"

248. Light feathers fly!

The knights of the round table will not admit mistakes, no matter because of the spirit base or the past.

It is even more impossible for the two parties to admit their mistakes after knowing the existence of the other party and seeing the other party.

It wasn't the filthy figure in the Holy Grail War, but the former violet-like knight, but it was precisely this that made Rodrite feel angry.He was not a clone who had fought against the opponent in the Holy Grail War. Although the anger in the spirit base had weakened, it would not disappear.

And the same opposite Lancelot is not the mad dog who was defeated, but a guy who maintains reason and knows what he has done.

"Rodrite..."

Lancelot swallowed, he was still wondering why Tristan didn't show up just now, could it be that his little trick has been discovered.But now it seems that it is not the same thing. Rodritte, who does not ride a war horse, does not match what Gawain described. He has already fought Drizzt.

But this is a good thing, the opponent is the undefeated Gale Lord on the battlefield.On the previous battlefield, Rodrite climbed to the commanding heights under the opponent's desperate arrow rain, and then drew a brilliant death spiral, piercing a death trajectory in the enemy's formation, and sent the enemy trying to avoid it together with the soldiers behind him. shredded.

How sad, to be an enemy of my former comrades-in-arms.

Boom! ! !

The storm turned into shackles at Rodrite's side, stabbing in the direction of Lancelot.Holding the holy sword, Lancelot raised his hand, relying on the brilliance of the holy sword to cut off the shackles of the wind, but some of the shackles still penetrated the ground around Lancelot, forming a cage that blocked the retreat.

If you continue to cut, you can still cut them all. Just Wuhui Huguang's chopping can destroy a lot of wind locks, but the problem is that the strong wind in front of him is still gathering new shackles towards him. hit.

I can't cut it...too many, every time I hit and split dozens of shackles, dozens of shackles appeared, and the shackles around Lancelot even overlapped and intersected for about ten meters.This is not a battlefield that can be easily escaped, and the other side will not sit back and watch him leave.

"Wait, Rodritte, we're going to talk about—"