The years I was a hero

Diarmuid just looked at the pure white figure quietly, "You really made it yourself?"

Jiang Min is very proud, he has a kind of self-confidence in his handiwork, "That's right, all the shapes of my treasures are made by myself."

"Am I particularly powerful? To tell you the truth, I think so myself."

Diarmuid suddenly had a myocardial infarction, and silently turned his head, refusing to look at Jiang Min with sharp eyes.

I have to say, berserker, your talent for pinching things is hopeless, not to mention pinching people, you can let go of yourself in such a way that you pinch a separate limb, and you are ugly to a new level. Will your treasure really not protest?

Originally, Diarmuid thought that Berserker's treasures were so strange and strange, because they didn't have eyes, they couldn't see themselves or their companions, and they could grow as long as they wanted.

They are even weirder than the demons and ghosts that Diarmuid has seen, what kind of magical deep-sea strange species are they?

As a result, the truth really left Diarmuid speechless.

You said that Berserker has such a good-looking face, why can't he pass on his good looks to the separated limbs?

"To tell you the truth, I used to study art." Jiang Min's strange voice was full of pride.

Diarmuid suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Min in shock, "You are an art student and you still make treasures like that? Are you abstract?" From a certain angle, Berserker is also a magical figure.

Jiang Min: I feel like I've been ridiculed...

"Hey, let's not discuss this topic yet, have you figured out what they are doing?" Jiang Min, who was a little hurt, decided to bypass the topic that made his heart ache.

It's obvious that you ordinary people don't know how to appreciate the beauty of his creations!

"No, but it seems that the rider proposed to hold this party first." Diarmuid looked at the looming old castle hidden in the woods with a serious expression.

Neither he nor Jiang Min forgot this place. The last time he was here, Berserker was seriously injured by Saber, and he himself almost didn't leave the stage because of Berserker's blood-sucking mana.

"Rider?" Jiang Min squinted his eyes, "Iskandar has a bold personality and a big heart. Although I don't have much contact with him, I can feel the majestic spirit of Ling Ran in him."

"If he initiated this gathering, it is estimated that the purpose is not to form an alliance. The three heroic spirits present are all kings. This time it should be a tea party."

There was a rustling sound, and countless small snakes as thick as little fingers crawled out from under the feet of the white figure. They crawled slowly towards the castle while poking at the letter.

"Tea party? At a time like the Holy Grail War?" Diarmuid frowned. "Who knows, after all, Rider was the king who made bold promises to take us under his command."

As a king, he has his own kingly ways and beliefs, and has courage and wisdom that ordinary people cannot match.

Maybe they are different from ordinary people in terms of thinking and behavior, and they are regarded as aliens and not understood, but they are well-deserved kings.

How many people in the world can truly be understood as kings?Wang is a group of people standing on the commanding heights, enduring loneliness and looking at the general situation.

A king can understand the people he commands, but how many of the people can understand the king?

The light brown eyes are calm and deep, the king is aloof, just like himself once.Sit on the commanding heights, look down at the world calmly and coldly, eliminate yourself, and make the most correct choice.

Diarmuid also remembered the first time he saw Rider, the impression that the two-meter-tall man left on him.

"If you say that, the tea party may be very popular." Diarmuid nodded approvingly, Jiang Min lowered his eyes, restraining the coldness and depth in his eyes.

"But even a tea party is to discuss the ownership of the Holy Grail." A strange bird landed in the sky, the white temporary body disappeared, and the heroic spirit on the back of the strange bird opened its eyes.

"After all, kings are a group of arrogant and conceited guys." Diarmuid's familiar figure jumped off the strange bird's back.

Diarmuid untied the cloth wrapped around the treasure with curse marks, and held the long gun and short gun in his hands, "Your abilities are really strange."

Jiang Min laughed, "All the limbs are logically part of me, isn't it normal for consciousness to be in the body?"

Diarmuid didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Min with more vigilance. Berserker's Noble Phantasm is really weird, according to his words, all the eyeliner he put in Fuyuki City is a spare body.

There is simply no way to deal with this kind of heroic spirit.Unless all the limbs of berserker are resolved at the same time.

"Don't be nervous, we are a cooperative relationship." With a gentle smile, Jiang Min patted Diarmuid's shoulder.

"However, since assassins are here, is their role to monitor the archer or to take the opportunity to get rid of the rider or saber?" Jiang Min smiled playfully, and tapped his lips.

Inevitably, I remembered the days of devouring assassins to restore magic.Licking the corner of his mouth, a trace of greed flashed across Jiang Min's eyes, wondering if he would have the chance to taste it again this time?

And that archer, Gilgamesh, his taste for magic is simply amazing.Definitely a top notch meal!Just remembering Jiang Min couldn't help squinting his eyes, and licked his thin lips with his scarlet tongue, bringing a gleam of water to his lips.

Jiang Min's face value coupled with that unsatisfactory expression is simply lustful to the extreme.On one side, Diarmuid's ears were red, and he silently turned his head away.Just know that this old hooligan can seduce others anytime and anywhere.

"Let's go, why don't you go and have a look. Maybe you can find a leak." Slowly walking towards the castle, the blood slipped from the fingertips and fell on the soil, and the drops of blood writhed crazily, as if being boiled of boiling water,

The blood turned into strange and ferocious separated limbs, and quickly ran towards the castle. Some were in human form, and some were beasts. No matter their appearance or appearance, they were all strange and strange. The only thing in common was that they all had no eyes.

Perhaps detached limbs with eyes are special.

Diarmuid looked blankly at a group of eyeless deep-sea strange species and came to such a conclusion.

"Why don't they have eyes?" Diarmuid finally asked, he really couldn't figure it out, it's too stingy to not give others eyes because they are so ugly.

Jiang Min turned around and looked at Diarmuid strangely, "The ones with eyes are all for collecting information. They are all responsible for fighting. They have very sensitive perception. There is no need to have eyes. Without eyes, there is one less weakness. You don't know the truth. Do you understand?"

Diarmuid: I'm sorry, I'm not you, I really don't understand what you deep-sea strange species think!

"Huh?" Jiang Min stopped, the first batch of differentiated snakes had sneaked into the castle, but they entered a strange space after a while.

A desert, countless heroic spirits, like an army.

Is it the rider's Noble Phantasm?

Jiang Min squinted his eyes to block Diarmuid, and at the same time, the separated limbs heading for the castle disappeared one after another, turning into blood dripping on the ground again.

"What's wrong?" Diarmuid looked around vigilantly, he didn't feel any danger.

"There's no need to go." Jiang Min's light brown eyes flickered, and he couldn't help showing a gentle smile. "I already know Rider's Noble Phantasm."

The army of heroic spirits in the field of vision rushed towards Assassin, and under such an impact, Assassin quickly and completely perished.

"Inherent enchantment, as expected of a rider." Jiang Min withdrew his vision, "Now that our goal has been achieved, there is no need to join in the fun."

Diarmuid glanced at the direction of the castle. To be honest, he had always wanted to have a real contest with Saber between the knights. A fair and hearty battle was something only knights understood.

"There will be a chance." Jiang Min looked at Diarmuid's expression and knew what this upright knight wanted to do. "I will give you this chance."

Slightly lowering his head, Jiang Min's light brown eyes were deep and cold, like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

I will give you this chance, Diarmuid, before the final battle.

"The sword of the oath of victory, the gate of Babylon, and the inherent barrier, there is really no one that is easy to deal with."

Raising his head, Jiang Min's gentle and soft voice carried a bit of admiration, "It's so exciting to the point of trembling, Holy Grail War."

The author has something to say: I didn’t write about the banquet of the three kings in detail, but Zai’er’s domineering way is similar to that of Dumao, both are lonely, even a little bit worse than Dumao, you can refer to Gun Dai~

By the way, there will be several important figures appearing on the stage tomorrow [key point], but I'm so complacent, I'll be able to cross my waist~

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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: the variety of winter cherry blossoms is better than 20 bottles of snow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!