[Comprehensive British and American] Emiya Tachika

Constantine was sitting on the sofa rubbing the top of his sore cheekbones. He looked at the person who was sitting there waiting for him to explain the whole thing clearly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the unknown hero who just beat him up. I sighed very melancholy in my heart.

It’s still the person who called himself a “partner of justice” that I met in Sin City was easy to fool, and people who are on the side of justice will not trouble him after the incident, and even the mobile phone number has not changed. , just blocked him—it was as powerless as a primary school student throwing a tantrum, after all, he could change his number to find him at any time.

"So why does Hydra know the function of that necklace?" Emiya Tatsuka asked, staring at Constantine.

The murderous aura that Cu Chulainn cultivated in the battlefield was suppressed by her without any sympathy.

She intuitively believed that this matter had something to do with Constantine.

Feeling the sense of oppression, an embarrassed wry smile flashed across Konstantin's face.But he quickly straightened his expression and spread his hands towards the 'Child of Light': "You guessed right, this matter does have a little something to do with me."

"Yes, a little bit." Danny stretched out his hand and compared a fingertip to the universe.

You are really my little one.

Constantine rolled his eyes at him,

"Remember the Philip that appeared in the New York Museum? He was actually an undercover agent sent by old Stark when he noticed the resurgence of Hydra, but it's a pity..." He paused for a while, deliberately keeping it secret, but Looking at the people in front of him with slumped faces who didn't intend to cooperate at all, he could only shrug his shoulders and continue: "Not long after he joined, he was selected by the lunatics from Hydra to conduct human experiments and became a mutant— —If you are interested in this aspect, you should ask Professor X.”

"What does that have to do with that magic necklace?" Danny raised his hand to show that he didn't understand.

"It doesn't matter." Constantine stared at him with wide innocent eyes,

"...I've endured you for a long time!" Danny growled angrily. He grabbed the pillow behind him and threw it on Constantine's face. Struggling a few times.

Emiya Lixiang watched their 'slapstick' blankly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Constantine saw the expression of the Son of Light, and pushed Danny aside, with an expression that nothing happened, and followed the previous topic to reveal the things that some people in S.H.I.E.L.D. .

"Cough... Surprisingly, even after undergoing human experimentation and brainwashing, Philip still did not completely join Hydra until Nick Fury became the director of S.H.I.E.L.D." As early as the death of old Stark, Philip and S.H.I.E.L.D.'s communications have almost been cut off, and Fury hasn't restarted them since he took office. "

"Because he can't be sure whether these undercover agents are still loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D., in order to avoid the exposure of some newcomers, he chose to abandon these pawns whose life and death are unknown."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Constantine's mouth.

The latter ones can be guessed without him continuing to say. Philip, who has gone through so much pain and still sticks to his beliefs, turned black after learning that he was abandoned by S.H.I.E.L.D., and completely surrendered to Hydra.

— No wonder he made a point of saying 'Greetings Nick Fury' to the heroes when he was in the museum.

Although he can somewhat understand Fury's thoughts, Emiya Rikka will never agree with this kind of behavior.

"So far, you haven't explained what this has to do with the necklace obtained by Hydra." She was far from being fooled so easily into forgetting the real purpose: "If you even want to hide this kind of thing, I don't think we need to continue talking."

She got up without hesitation and planned to leave this place.

"...You should be more patient, Son of Light."

Constantine was prepared to be questioned before going around in circles, but he never thought that the Son of Light would not leave any room for routine.In order to prevent the good (gong) team (ju) friend (ren) who had already arrived at hand from slipping away, he selectively exposed certain things that would not affect the current situation.

"Magicians have appeared in Philip's ancestors, so it is not surprising that he recognized the necklace as a magic item. Plus he has a... er, 'friend' who has been collecting all kinds of magic items?"

As he spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from the windbreaker, and stuffed it back under Alter's gaze,

"That friend is you." Emiya Lixiang felt that this was not surprising at all.She turned around and looked at Constantine, who was unconsciously rubbing the pocket of his windbreaker with his hands, and sat back on the sofa again: "It's the same as when Sin City unconsciously allowed the bishop to obtain the magic of sacrifice, you did it again This kind of thing."

Constantine's expression froze.

Although many people say that he has no bottom line - and he really does not, but this does not mean that he has no conscience.Like the little girl he failed to save, the city and its innocent people were a constant presence in his nightmares.

"You're right. He did learn how to activate the necklace from me." Now that the Son of Light had already guessed it, Constantine didn't give those useless explanations. He spread his hands and said nothing. He bared his chest defensively: "So are you going to treat me like a ninja master who is involved with Sangongmo?"

Emiya Rika's gaze moved from Constantine's hand to his face, she stared intently at his eyes, and asked a little weirdly, "Why did I do that?"

"Because both you and the partners of justice are people with zero tolerance for demons? I thought this was one of the responsibilities of your agents?"

"Then are you a demon?" Emiya Lixiang asked him, ignoring the second half of the sentence.

"Of course not." Constantine folded his arms and pretended to think, and blinked at her: "However, many people call me that, especially after I helped them stay away from the demons."

——Isn’t it because the demon you eliminated in many cases has a lot to do with you?

Seeing that John might be killed by the agent if he said the wrong thing, Danny held back and did not make trouble.He rolled his eyes in his heart and once again reflected on why he became friends with this shameless guy.

"..."

"So you're working with demons...no, pretend I didn't ask."

As a guy who was on the double blacklist of heaven and hell, it is strange that Constantine has never cooperated with demons.She looked at the guy who didn't seem to be worried that she might change her mind and deal with him directly, and she always felt that the black key in her sleeve was about to move.

(I don't think it's a problem to get rid of him now.) Cu Chulainn, who hadn't had a good impression of Constantine for a long time, said firmly: (Let's do it, Lixiang.)

"I understand." After a short thought, Son of Light raised his head: "I will help you close the passage in Gotham, but..."

Before she could finish speaking, there was a loud bang outside, followed by the frantic sound of fire alarms.

"...John!!!" Danny jumped up.

"I'm here, I'm here." Constantine replied perfunctorily, leaning on the sofa with a calm expression, holding a rectangular black metal object in his hand.

Emiya Tatsuka looked at the only red button on it and fell into thought.

"So you have prepared ZD for this underground auction?" She asked calmly, "Do you know how many people the Bingshan Restaurant currently accommodates?"

"No one who can appear in the Bingshan restaurant at this time is innocent, including these few in this room." The red hood turned in from the window and greeted Constantine lukewarmly. Turning his head to look at the Son of Light: "Celtic has no habit of showing mercy to the enemy."

"Have you never killed anyone?"

"Agent."

Emiya Alter, who stayed quietly beside him as a backdrop, frowned hearing his tone.