[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Why are opportunities reserved for those who are ready?

Because it is fleeting.

After Emiya Kiritsugu lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply into his lungs, the three people who passed by the entrance of the Hyatt Hotel also melted into the sea of ​​people.

The good news is, whoever took Illya didn't hurt her mind and kept her safe.

The bad news is that since the other party dared to appear so aboveboard, it meant that he was not afraid at all.

"...Help me check someone."

He sent the image of Yayoi Komaeda, which was the most basic way to obtain information, but the information sent back made Emiya Kiritsugu smoke two more cigarettes.

Check no such person.

That's right, the only news that can be found is that the other party recently flew from Japan to Germany and flew back again.

At the same time, the airport surveillance video at that time was also attached. Looking at the lively and cheerful appearance of his daughter walking beside the strange man, as a father, his hands were shaking all the time.

Here comes the question again, should he tell Ai Li the news?

Just when he was hesitating and unable to continue to pay attention to the movement of the Hyatt Hotel, Nagito and Edmund fell from the sky, gave up the option of the main entrance, and went directly to the magic workshop set up by Kenneth.

"This is really a big deal."

They entered the building through the fire exit on the top floor, and walked in the corridor quite freely.

Neither of them are masters and servants in the general sense, and the various magic formulas for magic reactions are still running smoothly, and no one has been found to have entered the interior.

"A big family is rich."

Nagito also said with emotion: "By the way, I heard that the Tohsaka family used gemstones when they launched magic... so it is not a magic attack, it is clearly using money to hit people."

"Master, you don't hide your identity like this, you don't worry about being exposed at all."

"Why worry?"

Shaking the hand with the command spell, Nagito looked left and right in a leisurely manner: "Anyway, at a critical moment, use this thing to add a buff to you, and you can escape safely, so there is nothing to be afraid of. "

"Are you right, lucky E over there."

He looked at a place that was transparent in his field of vision, and the syllables of lucky E jumped out bit by bit, filled with malice.

The spearman in this Holy Grail War, Dimuldo showed his figure.

"Look at the special effects, they definitely cost a lot of money." Nagito discussed with Edmund very seriously, "Compared with the five-cent special effects of Ultraman fighting little monsters shown on TV, it's too miserable. They were completely hung up and beaten."

"Indeed, that's right."

Recalling that scene, Edmond nodded in agreement: "You have finally let me get rid of the illusion that I am just a soy sauce crowd."

Diarmuid didn't know how to deal with this group of super-standard master servants in front of him.

He thought he had seen all the teams that were going to participate in the Holy Grail War yesterday evening, but another group suddenly appeared here.

"A berserker, or a warlock?"

Diarmuid reported the only second servant he hadn't seen. He stared at the two in front of him very cautiously, and then informed the master Kenneth who was still resting in the house.

[Berserker and Warlock choose one, hurry up. 】

Nagito informed Edmond with his eyes and telepathy.

【Is the Avenger bad, Master? 】

It sounds a hundred times more handsome than ordinary class, Edmond has a little emotion in the forced choice.

Before he could answer, Kenneth pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

They were all beaten to the door, if he continues to shrink back, then his fiancée Sola, who also stays in the same room, will despise you.

What's more, the fiancée's resolute expression of "If you don't go, I will go" made Kenneth even more frustrated.

Knowing that you were attracted by that spearman's good looks, it doesn't matter, he was also fascinated by the other party when he first met Sora.

But a living fiancé is sitting next to you, can you control your expression a little bit, and treat me as if I were dead?

It was because of this that he became more and more displeased with his followers.

So what if you know that the other party is loyal and will not betray?As a superior, which boss can tolerate his woman being crazy about his subordinates?

It is the greatest kindness that he can control himself not to let the spearman take the initiative to die.

"Kenneth."

Sola still walked out of the house, and she stood not far behind Kenneth, which was a relatively safe position.

"Lancer..."

Immediately afterwards, she called Spearman again, and the feelings wrapped in the two names were completely different. Kenneth, who was a little relieved at first, turned black by more than half when he heard that call full of love.

Face to face with the spearman, Nagito, who caught the other's expression changes in his eyes, laughed directly.

Edmund glanced at Nagito, and found that his master really came with a provocative attitude, and almost wrote "fight, fight soon" directly on his face.

"What the hell are you here for?!"

Kenneth, who was seen by outsiders at the Green Light concert, became a little annoyed, and his tone of reprimand also increased: "Lancer! What are you still waiting for!"

"Sorry, Master."

Diarmuid, who was inexplicably stunned, raised his weapon and confronted the two intruders who had no killing intent: "Sorry."

He said something again, the muscles in his legs tensed the moment he finished speaking, and the next second, the tip of the gun rushed directly at Edmund.

The master is generally not involved in the battle between the servants. This is the default rule. Otherwise, with the super fighting power of the servants, one fist can knock the master hidden behind into a pulp. This fight is still impossible.

The picture is also quite bloody.

Edmund parried the pikeman's attack with his arms.

The experience in the prison endowed him with iron determination, was able to completely block cohabitation, and endured the harm brought to him by high-speed actions.

In the not-so-spacious corridor of the hotel, he performed better than the spearman, punching the opponent's weapon one after another, and there was a sound of metal collision after the two touched.

"It's better to say it in advance."

Nagito, who was walking back, complained: "I'm a poor little boy, what should I do if I was accidentally injured by you?"

The fierce confrontation in front of them made Kenneth and Sola raise their guards, but it failed to make Nagito have a little sense of crisis.

Things that can hurt him don't exist in this world. Didn't you see that the chandelier that was originally aimed at his head passed by at the last second?

The luck of the super high school level seems to have become another more terrifying ability here, and fortunately, the ability to travel freely in different worlds is only possessed by his elder brother for the time being.

Otherwise, their Peak of Hope will rule the entire universe hahaha.

Thinking of something interesting, Nagito leaned against the wall and laughed to himself. It sounded like a gentle laughter, but it made Kenneth's scalp tingle.

"Sola, you retreat into the house."

"but……"

Sola, who was obsessed with the handsome fighting posture of the spearman, seemed quite reluctant. She bit her lip and stepped back a little bit under Kenneth's serious gaze.

"Don't go, big sister, such a handsome fighting scene, if you miss this time, you won't be able to see it again."

Nagito asked to stay: "Edmond, no, Cave King, let's show your true strength!"

He pretended to take out something from his waist and threw it forward, clearly saying "Go! Pikachu!"

Cave King Edmund couldn't say anything, and kept his usual smile.

But when the real name was broken, the magical power contained in the body, which had turned from lethal poison into resentment, would no longer be released uncontrollably.

With black silk thread entangled all over his body, he showed a rather ferocious smile just like when he met Nagito for the first time.

"Master, why did you make trouble for me halfway through?"

The fight with the spearmen was in full swing, and Edmond missed the fist-to-flesh fighting method. In addition to learning all kinds of knowledge in the prison, he never slackened in physical exercise every day.

Only a healthy body can withstand the blows experienced in prison. This exercise process not only polished his body, but also tempered his soul.

It was a rare opportunity to recall the past, and Edmund seemed to be intoxicated in it.

"I think the duel is to report your name."

Nagito said nonsense: "Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to one's opponent, what do you think of the knight over there?"

"To shut up!"

The more Kenneth listened, the more angry he became. For some reason, his thoughts frantically ran in the direction of suspicion and disappeared forever: "Lancer, shut up."

Diarmuid, who had no intention of speaking, sighed inwardly.

What a passionate and sincere knight he is. After turning into a heroic spirit, his greatest wish is to be loyal to his lord, and he has no other thoughts.

As a result, the master who summoned him this time was almost exactly the same as his experience in life.

A fiancee with a discordant face and an even more discordant heart, one of the women took a fancy to his face, and the other man was full of jealousy, he was able to imagine his fate.

It is impossible to run away again with his fiancée, and with the understanding of the Master during this period of time, it is estimated that there will be no happy ending.

Moreover, the black energy entwined around the person on the opposite side can seduce the nerve called doubt in people's heart and lead the other person to do illogical things.

"Berserker, Edmund the Grotto King."

In the end, he still chose an identity for himself, but the fact that he could draw with the spearmen with only physical strength fits the setting of a berserker.

Nagito turned his face away and began to smile silently.

Edmund's ability, as the master, he still knows about the same. In his opinion, the resentment scattered after calling out his real name is more like a kind of spiritual pollution.

Think about these magicians, if they don't do their daily exercises, let alone improve their soul thickness, they can't resist the infection of resentment.

Miserable... really miserable.

The eyes of the man named Kenneth were bloodshot, and the way he looked at his followers was not right.

The one who was more obvious than him was Sola who had been scolded to back off before. The way she stared at Kenneth was full of resentment than anyone else present.

Perhaps in her eyes, Kenneth was the one who pulled her back from fantasy to reality and broke it mercilessly.

The girl who knows what her future will be like by nature, but still loves to dream, after getting engaged to Kenneth, she has no room for imagination.

"Master?"

Edmund called Nagito.

"This time it's really going to be a fight."

Sighing, Nagito brought a little anticipation.