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

84. "Seal Designation"

There are untrustworthy beings in the world.

If that kind of person really appeared in front of me, maybe I would listen to the other side's words for the time being.

After all, you can't speculate on others at will until you are sure that the other party is malicious.

Therefore, if it exists like a repeater, human beings can easily reduce their own damage.

But people like that lack desires, demands, and goals.

In the end, the result will only be meaningless~

Just like this, Long Aotian did not refute the malicious speculation of this group of people.What's more, it was indeed him who made the first move. The previous battle with Siegfried was not an open space, but a ruin.

Although the human beings who died in the aftermath of the battle were essentially Europeans rather than Asians, it was enough for him to turn a blind eye.However, knowing the danger of human incineration, and the dark dragon witch he had seen before, and even feeling the danger of his master, he suppressed the negative impact of the berserker's spirit foundation on himself.

He did it for a good reason~

Because, that black Joan of Arc is stepping towards the abyss of destruction step by step.

Even if that was what she wanted, the goal of the illusory froth of the essence, even if all that was left in the end was the destruction of all things.

And he also swore an oath of love to that witch, so he needed a way to rescue her from the abyss.

But this method, for him who has stepped into the realm of heroic spirits from phantom spirits, seems to be lacking in means.

Comparing his stories is a mixed concept, different people summed up by countless stories, defined as a type in a broad sense.He is a hybrid of many forms such as protagonist, enemy, villain, dragon, concept, etc., and because of his role as a berserker, he only left the pure power of a dragon.

In fact, he is just a super soldier now, as long as he does not break away from this spirit foundation, he is still the pure crazy and fierce Long Aotian.

Therefore, the only way to save the Dragon Witch is to need the help of others.First of all, exclude the black wizard and his master. Although he is essentially the carrier of the evil of desire, Long Aotian has never bowed to evil people in the past.

Although a black wizard is called the maker of the witch, and he is crowned with the twisted evil of love and protection, he may acquiesce in Long Aotian's actions, and will definitely not assist the witch's redemption.

And his master?Haha, although the other party didn't say it.But in terms of the opponent's weird and disgusting magic power, there is no guy who can surpass the opponent in this singularity.At that time, he sent himself to deal with Siegfried, presumably it was just to let the people of Chaldea have an impression of him as an enemy.

So he had to turn against him, and even turned against him without rescinding the contract with his Master!

(Protagonist: Huh?)

Especially after he saw the real Joan of Arc who was tied to the stake, he made up his mind to go against it.The so-called saint is essentially just an innocent village girl, and the witch is an existence created by her friend's misreading of her, so it can make people understand how dreamlike the essence of which witch is Foam.

"Hoo~" Exhaled a mouthful of dragon's breath to burn off the water stains on his hands, Long Aotian, who had just washed his face with the river water, stretched out his hands as if stretched. "So, do you have anything to say?"

"The price for the summoning of phantom spirits is actually the chain summoning of two heroic spirits. Don't you think it's too childish?" The swordsman in white stood behind Long Aotian, with his hands crossed over his chest, he looked like an outsider The appearance is really subconsciously praised.

Raising his eyebrows, Long Aotian looked at the swordsman.Although the magic power transmitted by the spirit base indicates that the opponent should not be considered top-notch, but judging from the opponent's every move and the gaps between breathing, the opponent's martial arts level is still quite high.

"Really? Probably the lonely master is too strong, he can summon phantoms at will."

Long Aotian couldn't be sure what the other party's real name was, but looking at the long sword with a simplified shape behind the other party, it was not iron but bronze or other materials. Although it didn't look heavy, in fact the sword Lack of balanced counterweight, if you swing it casually with one hand, people who are not good at wielding the sword will hurt themselves first.

Although he can't directly boast that this person's martial arts skills are not inferior to his own, but Long Aotian has no intention of looking down on a hero, he is still willing to show the opponent a little respect.

"Tell me, what's the matter. I don't think you just came here for a chat out of boredom."

"How much do you know about the subordinates of the Dragon Witch?"

"Are you asking this question as soon as you come here? Hmph~" Leng Aotian snorted contemptuously, and Long Aotian suspected that the other party was mentally polluted by his own skills, but looking at the meaningless and thin expression on the other side made people feel uncomfortable. distressed.

"If I say, I don't know very well. What are you going to do?"

"Then nothing else."

When Long Aotian said this, he also looked at the swordsman with squinted eyes, but looking at the other's unchanging facial expression, he could only chew his tongue, thinking that his words were fart.

"Huh~ The wild boar I killed before was the Greek huntress Atalanta, who was famous for being the first to shoot an arrow when fighting Calydon's wild boar. Besides, I just know which dragon king The witch, and the blue-bearded wizard, and the rest are two men and two women before I leave Orleans. However, they are all dead~"

"Dead?" As if hearing some interesting information, the swordsman opened his eyes and looked at Long Aotian who stood up slowly like a giant.

"Ah~ Your Chaldean team killed two of them, and the remaining two seem to have been retreated by the heroic spirits in France. Now that stupid witch should summon some other heroic spirits~ After all, even I can also feel that there are a lot of spiritual base reactions gathered in the direction of Orleans."

Long Aotian narrowed one eye. He is not Ruler. He can't be sure how many heroic spirits are there, but the direction of Orleans that he can determine definitely gathers a large number of heroic spirits.

The two dragon girls who were chased by him before are considered part of it, and the rest are probably closely related to France, right?

"But before arriving in Orleans, let Gu give you a piece of advice."

"Please speak~"

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and the dragon's blood in his body seemed to be boiling for it.Long Aotian became very interested in the swordsman in front of him~

"As a condition for my answer, I will fight with you and him the first moment I arrive in Orleans!" Lifting up the golden hand, I saw that Long Aotian's hands had turned into dragon claws at some point, And he was pointing at the swordsman and Siegfried not far away. "This is the oath I made for that witch. You and him are too dangerous."

"Really? So light~ I am always waiting for the attack of the Lord of Desire."

The swordsman shrugged his shoulders, and he didn't seem to care, but Long Aotian could see that his breathing was already so disordered.

"Don't tell Gu, your name? This is the last chance, and I won't ask again during the battle."

The golden pupils stared at the swordsman, Long Aotian wanted to see through this swordsman, at least... find out what his trump card is.

"..." The swordsman was slightly silent, but after he stood on the spot and took three breaths, he also revealed his true side to Long Aotian in a calm tone: "I have a skill in the air. , but it is useless. I am self-improving, but I am not understood. I have reached the peak, but I am out of the times. That is-three years of skill, but I have no use of the skill."

After all, the swordsman walked away slowly.

Only Long Aotian was left standing alone by the river, looking at the figure of the other party and muttering.

"Three years of skill, but no use of skill? Hmph~ human beings have always persecuted things they cannot understand, but at the same time fear, worship, and believe in them. And the guy who can disillusion will naturally Being mocked by someone who hasn't woken up..."

Clenching his fist tightly, it was already covered with golden scales, and his fingertips grew sharp black nails, but it made Long Aotian involuntarily want to shout.

He already knew the real name of the other party, and that relaxed posture was not a disguise.It's that he's used to it, even more than 2000 years earlier than someone like himself who has seen it through for a while...

"Haha~hahahaha...Is it, is it? Dragon slayers and people who have never slayed dragons, it seems that there is really a lot of fun."

Seeing through which swordsman's real name, Long Aotian can feel the dragon part in his body roaring, they want to kill each other!Destroy each other!Destroy each other!Completely remove the rumored swordsman who possesses the skill of slaying dragons from this world!

[Heroic Spirit's Real Name Unsealed Long Xie Nian Bai Assassin——Zhu Pingman]

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"What's wrong? It's so tragic, like a wild dog that just lost a fight."

But after the boy left the basement, he arrived in the palace.

Everyone present seemed to be full of anger, and in the center of the palace was the half-disabled executioner Sanson.

Well, although this was the first time the boy saw each other, more than half of the other's body was cut neatly, as if he had been cut open by himself.And beside him, there is Lancelot who is as motionless as a statue~

"I remember that there is another Assassin?" The boy raised his brows, he still had the Phantom of the Opera in his memory.But now the masked man who only knows Christina all day is missing, could it be that he has been defeated?

"Ahem, I'm sorry. The words of Phantom of the Opera are already dead, under the noise attack of that crazy woman." Sang Song, who fell to the side, fell to the ground and said helplessly, but what made people feel strange was the wound on the opponent's body There was no blood oozing, but at the same time, there was no blue light of spiritualization.

"What's the matter with your wound?" The young man glanced at Hei Zhen who was meditating on the jade throne. She held back her face and said nothing, but Gilles de Ray had disappeared.Perhaps Hei Zhen has discovered the truth, and then the marshal who scolded him like a rebellious daughter left.

"Ahem...it's my treasure." Sang Song's face was bitter, and his brows seemed to be condensed into a twist. "My Noble Phantasm was used by those white dolls..."

"Use it? Tell me carefully what's going on? Did they take away your treasure, or did they take out your treasure!?" The young man glanced at the Executioner's Great Sword in his hand, if he If I remember correctly, Sansong's treasure is actually a sword.But this knife can be the knife in his own hand, or summon a beheading platform.

"It's the guillotine...my Noble Phantasm la Molé Espoir (Death is the hope for tomorrow), a deadly Noble Phantasm that can be activated as long as it is close. When I didn't activate it, someone used it on me... "

There was a hint of helplessness in San Song's eyes, as if his faith had been crushed by an incomprehensible situation.

"Then what's wrong with them, they have no fighting spirit?" The young man frowned, although he had a little premonition, but it seemed that the situation was worse than he thought.

"The group of white humanoids have the ability to borrow heroic treasures. In addition to my la Molé Espoir, there is an unknown defensive skill, similar to body strengthening magic, and even the Luminosite Eternelle of the enemy saint this time ( My Lord is here) can be used."

"I see, besides this, do they have any other dangerous treasures?"

For example, Stella, Blasted Tree, and La Pucelle.

It would be best for those white guys to blow themselves up one by one or two to die~

"Well... I see~ Let me deal with the next thing. You should try your best to recover first!~"

Shrugging his shoulders, the boy also raised his head to look at the black figure on the jade throne.

Relying on the corpse of Jeanne Darco, then distorted by the Holy Grail and Gilles de Ray's wishes, the dragon witch was finally shaped-Joan of Arc.

Now she——is on the brink of destruction.

Regardless of whether this singularity is repaired or not, she will inevitably disappear, and now she is trying to cut off her own karma so that they will not be sad because of the final parting.

But...it is this kind of behavior that will really hurt the people who care about you.

The young man who slowly raised his hand couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the other person's face.To touch the innocence hidden behind the evil, and the pure longing.

But he stopped halfway, because he still remembered that the other party hadn't gotten rid of the shackles yet.

The spirit that is still bound by his own pure thinking has not yet been truly liberated.

So he quietly stood in front of the witch, took out a garbage book that he had glanced at a few times, and threw it into the other's hand.

"Huh? What are you doing!"

"It's nothing~ I'm just showing you a book. Of course, in order to prevent you from being illiterate, this is a full-color picture book."

After waving his hands, the boy also turned over and left the big court of the Jade Throne.

As for when the witch will watch it, that's another matter~

"Hmm... What a strange guy. Besides, what's the name of this book? I can't read it..."

Hei Zhen flipped through the picture book in her hand with disgust, and on the paper she ignored was engraved the name of the book—"The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me"

Hope this doesn't take her too far...

PS: I, Hu Hansan, are back!

PSα: Barbatos' sugar is delicious.JPG

85. "The Highest Cultivation of Good Boy Mordred"

【Hmm... My half body, what is that manga? 】

"It's nothing but a poisonous weed. It's just right for a guy who has a girl's dream, especially a village girl." He touched his chin, anyway, judging from the fake activities, Hei Zhen liked it later Reverse harem.

Like Xiao Bei, a tall and reliable handsome guy with silver hair and slender hair, or Arash's sunny and smiling childhood sweetheart big brother next door, or even a black-skinned and luxurious prince from a foreign country.These are quite unexpected, aren't they?Although it is said that there is a sick and delicate Lily Bu Jie mixed in behind, but it is indeed a reverse harem script, isn't it?