I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

The prairie fire raged on the earth, and the yellow sand covered the sky and the sun. A golden boat carrying all the heroes and the only master docked above the flames.

Under the sky, the man with the appearance of ruining the city and the country is hugging the banshee tightly, his movements are full of affection.

"Hurry up, my enchantment may not be able to hold on."

The King of Conquerors landed on the boat with a solemn expression.

Fujimaru Tachika was sitting on the side of the boat with bruises all over her body, her eyes full of sternness.

"Aim at Jieluo's abdomen, peel off the Holy Grail, remember, don't hurt her life."

This was said to Gilgamesh, who was beside him with a displeased face.

Only he can attack remotely.

"Hey, keep your eyes open and take a good look, bastard!"

After saying that, the Gate of Babylon opened in the air, and the golden area was so dazzling.

The banshee was still wrestling with the tail of the fox demon in the flames.

Soon, the tail in front of Yuzao disappeared again. Taking advantage of the emptiness, the banshee quickly broke free from the other party's imprisonment, and turned her black and bright claws towards the fox demon's chest.

If it was Tamamozen in its heyday, no matter how fast the banshee was, he could dodge it.

But at this time, in front of Yuzao, seven of the fox tails disappeared one after another. Under the severe injury, just to imprison the person in front of him wasted the remaining energy.

The sharp claws pierced through the heart, and blood gushed out.

The banshee drew back her black claws, and the fox demon staggered, his whole body was already stained with blood.

But even so, he never thought of fighting back.

"It's you rushing to die, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

The gurgling blood dripped from the banshee's claws, she had a sarcastic smile on her face, and there was no trace of Jieluo in her expression.

Yuzao was clutching her chest in pain, between her cold brows and deep eyes, there was a fiery heat that the banshee could not understand.

Instead of attacking, he chuckled lightly.

"Silly girl, if you want my heart, I'm afraid it will be impossible, because I have already given my heart to you thousands of years ago."

Even if her mind is more chaotic, the banshee still feels a little complicated. The memory that belongs to the good side begins to loosen and float, and the sorrow quietly passes through her heart.

But at this moment, the pupils of the fox demon shrank sharply, and its two tails quickly rolled the banshee in front of her.

Being swept away rashly, the banshee subconsciously reached out to attack, and a second blood hole opened in the fox demon's abdomen.

Her attacks were so swift and merciless.

In an instant, the blood from the head sprayed the banshee all over her face.

The fox demon took him away not for her disadvantage, but because of the overwhelming golden treasures that came from behind the banshee.

The fox demon fell precariously on the yellow sand, and the sword, gun, sword and halberd were nailed to the place where the banshee stood before.

It wasn't until this moment that the Banshee came to her senses.

It turns out...the fox demon is for...

"Did you... just save me?"

Dazed for a moment, the banshee's blood-colored eyes trembled with astonishment.

However, the fox demon is already at the end of its strength, crawling on the yellow sand, and the blood on its fine clothes is completely stained.

The banshee stood in front of the man, and asked again stubbornly: "Are you saving me?"

There are stunned, confused, and even painful struggles in the eyes.

No one knew what the banshee was struggling with, but at the moment, only the obsession for the answer remained in her heart.

She squatted down, carefully retracted her sharp claws, and lifted the fox demon's head buried in the yellow sand, aiming at the other's eyes that had begun to slacken.

"Say it, were you saving me just now! Say it!"

When swallowed by obsession, the banshee's face was full of madness.

Being shaken by her, the fox spewed out another mouthful of blood, and when the severe pain hit, the slack pupils only slightly lit up.

The fox demon's blood-colored lips moved slightly, murmuring indistinctly.

The banshee leaned closer to listen, but what caught her ears were the three words "silly girl" intermittently.

The fox demon's sanity was no longer clear, no matter how much she questioned, the banshee couldn't get an answer from him.

And at this moment, the eighth fox tail also began to dissipate, and the fox demon's fingers sinking on the yellow sand twitched for a moment.

The sound of howling wind came from behind, and the banshee ignored it completely.

In an instant, the fox demon climbed up from the ground with his last breath, and slammed the banshee down to the ground.

Numerous golden swords have already pierced through the fox demon's back, and the banshee was covered under him, her blood-colored pupils constricted violently.

The fox's face was only a thin line away from her, and her weak breathing became more and more slow.

When his head was hanging down, he was still muttering a word.

"Silly girl... I caught you..."

The body supported on her body collapsed and pressed down, and the banshee felt the warm blood covering her body, her breathing stagnated, and only a blank was left in her mind.

"You're saving me, right? You're not trying to kill me, are you?"

At the end of the road, what you long for slowly arrives.

The banshee trembled and hugged the fox demon's unconscious body.

Tears poured out from the bottom of his eyes, mixed with blood mottled one by one.

The flames spreading on the yellow sand finally stopped, and were completely extinguished in an instant.

The banshee struggled to get up from the ground, hugged the fox demon's cold body, and staggered towards the location of the golden boat.

"Save him! Please save him!"

The fox demon's body quietly began to dissipate, becoming more and more floating.

The golden Gate of Babylon was still hanging in the sky, ready to go, and when the banshee's cries reached the ark, the King of Heroes obviously hadn't vented his anger enough.

Fujimaru Tachika got up and leaned against the side of the boat, looking at the miserable two people on the ground and sighed.

"Stop and take them back to Chaldea."

What the banshee seeks is nothing but salvation. When faced with the hostility of the whole world, she is so unable to control herself and hates uncontrollably.

The fox demon came too late, and being late made her feel like a war.

Being late made her think that she would never be able to climb out of the abyss again in this life...

But fortunately...he was not absent.

When she was stripped of the Holy Grail, the banshee didn't resist at all, and her face that was supposed to be full of sternness also became calm.

She knew that even if she was sober enough now, the skill [Forgetting Correction] attached to the rank would definitely not let her go.

However, when she was about to disappear, she said to the human master: "She is more painful than me, Fujimaru Tachika, treat her well."

The banshee and Jieluo were originally one, and when she regained her sanity, her calm face was strangely like a savior.

But in the end, the good side is still being suppressed. Even though she was a little coveted by this five-star avenger, Fujimaru Tachika, who was afraid that she would cause trouble again, still had to grit her teeth and send her away.

The moment the Holy Grail was peeled off, Jieluo's body glowed with golden light, all the ghost horns and black and red markings faded away, and the black clothes dyed white returned to their familiar appearance.

She slumped on the edge of the bed in the infirmary, and when she slowly opened her eyes, the bottom of her eyes was already clear.

"I'm sorry to trouble you..."

As soon as the voice of Qiruo Yousi fell, he fell on the bed and fell unconscious in an instant.

……

Jie Luo has been in a coma for more than half a month. When she woke up, her head was heavy and her eyes were hazy.

The thin and slender figure sat by the bed, propped one hand on the bedside table, nodded drowsily.

Jie Luo dragged her limp and sick body to sit up, her eyes were on the handsome face of the fox demon.

He seemed very tired, his face was pale, and his eyes were black.

As soon as Jie Luo made a move, he woke up, his eyes still full of sleepiness.

"you're awake……"

"Um……"

Jie Luo responded, and the fox demon stared blankly at her and didn't speak any more.

Tamazamo was rescued by Fujimaru Tatsuka's three command spells when the spirit base collapsed, but Yuluo actually reorganized the spirit base.

When recovering from a serious illness, his face was pale and his lips were blue, which was very ugly.

After a long time, the fox demon finally moved, his cold white fingers brushed past the vermilion lips, and leaned over to land on Jie Luo's lips.

That's how it looks better.

After doing all this, a shallow smile spread across his face.

Afterwards, Jie Luo also laughed.

She threw herself into his arms, her arms weakly wrapped around the fox's slender waist.

A muffled voice came from Yuzao Mae's arms with astringency.

"Sorry……"

Perhaps this apology was made for the disaster that caused Yuzao to die, or because of the misunderstanding of thousands of years, the fox demon who was deceived lost a heart and felt indebted.

It's just that it doesn't matter now.

The fox hugged her back, and kissed Jie Luo's hair, and immediately hugged her like this, feeling the rare satisfaction.

"If you really feel guilty, just stay by my side and don't go anywhere, okay?"

What responded to him was a faint sniffling sound in his arms, followed by the tightened hands around his waist.

"Then what if I want to go to the toilet, do you still want to go with me...?"

The fox demon was stunned for a moment, and after pondering for a moment, the smile on his face grew stronger.

"Then we'll live together."

"Ugh?"

"You were originally my bride, no, thousands of years have passed and you can no longer be called a new word, you... now, you are my wife."

Mostly, she still does not give up on the female heroic spirits, and after seeing the huge lethality of Yuluo alte, Fujimaru Tachika becomes more and more obsessed with it.

He secretly took a few items that Jie Luo had used, and went to the summoning room with a pile of Saint Quartz.

Hundreds of holy crystals all sank without exception, and the most formal dresses that came out were things like the black key.

Fujimaru Tachika was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

Looking at the three remaining stones in his hand, he cried silently in his heart.

He knew that his African people would never let him go easily!

Gathering the stones, he sighed and planned to go back home.

But the unwillingness in my heart was still stirring.

"Fight it all together, the tram becomes a BMW! Never mind!!!"

The moment the stone was thrown into the summoning pool, the instrument turned quickly, and the golden light was so intense that Fujimaru Tachika could barely open his eyes.

"Woc! I knew it! I still have a trace of European blood, it's a miracle!"

The moment the golden light fell, and when he saw the face of the summoned hero clearly, Fujimaru Tateka stopped breathing, and great sorrow came to his heart.

"My... stone... stone!"

All because, the summoned heroic spirit is still a man.

The man's thin and slender body was covered by a black suit.

His complexion is rare and cold, and his whole body reveals a sickly breath.

Heroic Spirit still had a casual smile on his face, and his iris-colored eyes were as deep as water.

"Yeah, I'm really lucky to be summoned, but I can't be called a hero, and I don't have any great achievements to sing about. The only thing worth mentioning is that I almost destroyed the world. The name..."

"Let's call me Osamu Dazai."

*Finish