Are you with Dazai today?

In the Holy Grail War, it is indeed possible for two people to know each other, but generally speaking, this kind of thing does not happen.

Heroic spirits are people who created miracles or once held miracles in their hands. No matter in what era, such people or other guys of other races are very rare, but if you look at the entire history of the world, there are many candidates Woke up.

It's like drawing a card pool where all five-star or UR characters are mixed together. It is a small probability event to get similar characters, unless you use holy relics, that is, draw the character UP pool.

Therefore, no matter whether it is Chris or Reinhardt, one of these two people does not have a holy relic, and the other is that the family has prepared a holy relic but does not use it out of rebellious psychology. It really hit this small probability event.

When old acquaintances meet, they are... moved?

"Can't you win?"

Reinhardt asked Tina in a voice that he thought was quiet but could be heard by the other three present.

"It's noisy."

Tina became a little annoyed as if she had been poked in a sore spot. "We can still win!"

Chris looked left and right, not knowing how to feel about this drama of old acquaintances, the atmosphere between the two servants was really not good, and Chris, who was sandwiched between the two, felt very uncomfortable. comfortable.

"Gloria!"

Chris, who thought he couldn't be driven away by this kind of atmosphere, clenched the dagger in his hand. You were the one who said you were going to do it, why didn't you move at this time? !

Gloria what are you doing Gloria!

"Hmm—sorry, I lost my mind a little because I thought of an interesting memory."

The black arm protruding from Gloria's shadow circled Reinhardt and grabbed the black nun.

"Well, to be fair, the little masters are playing together, we are playing together, what do you think?"

"Aren't you—"

A silver gun shaft appeared out of nowhere in Tina's hand. With a slight flick of her hand, the gun shaft was divided into several pieces. The gun shaft was as flexible as a soft whip in her hand.

"I don't have a choice at all!"

Tina put the thumb and index finger of her left hand together in front of her lips, pressed the tip of her tongue against her fingertips, and blew gently.

That is—creatures that Chris has never seen before. They have the characteristics of bats, birds, and insects, and they exude a rotten corpse smell. What is that?crow?Ant?

Chris could observe the characteristics of other creatures in these creatures. He felt a little dizzy, his eyes blurred, and he even felt a little nauseous.

But Chris did not show his discomfort. Fortunately, the tinnitus lasted for only a few seconds and then disappeared, and the things in front of him gradually became clearer.

gross.

"The master seems to be very lucky. It's great that he didn't go crazy, but the master is not a normal child. If he goes crazy so simply, I will feel a little disappointed."

Who cares about you.

Chris took a deep breath to relieve the remaining discomfort. This is the first time I heard that the servant's summons have mental effects.

Sure enough, compared to books, it is more simple and easy to understand after seeing it in practice.

In the past few days, Chris has fully realized how unreliable the contents of the book are. Leaving aside Gloria whose rank is completely unexpected, the Holy Grail War is not intense at all, neither on the first day nor the second. Well, there are no major collisions.

Chris deeply felt that he had been cheated.

The silver threads converged in Reinhardt's hands, they intertwined and combined, and gradually formed a complex outline, as if something out of nothing gave life to a cold metal object.

Chris is not a magician in the traditional sense. If you let those famous families take a look, I am afraid that you will be scolded. His magic circuits are not as good as Einzbern's among many artificial humans in terms of quantity and quality. Selected successful products.

However, he is Daphne's success.

In the eyes of traditional magicians, the ability obtained by compressing the lifespan can be said to be worth the money, and all of this is due to luck, that is, by chance.

Chris doesn't know much about magic, but strengthening items happened to be the first magic he learned. He transformed the dagger in his hand, and Chris imagined in his mind what he expected, longer, sharper, and more Aggressive, capable of cutting bones beautifully.

The signal between the two masters was a high-pitched hissing like a metal blade, and the familiar made of silver silk threads spread its wings and shot out light bullets, like a small fort.

Chris didn't have the idea of ​​keeping a distance from the other party. After being blocked by the magic-modified blade for a few light bullets, he turned into a sprint to shorten the distance between the two.

According to Chris' past experience, even the seasoned magician is no match for him in melee combat. The last time he played against another participant, Chris disrupted the opponent's rhythm with melee combat. , and finally taken away in a quick wave.

According to the normal process, the confrontation between the two masters should be in the second half of the Holy Grail War. The two of them just hit it off.

Reinhardt also didn't expect that the kid on the opposite side didn't even bother to test it during the battle, so he directly shortened the distance.

He was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that another familiar was formed in his hand, with sharp claws, it swooped towards Chris like a bullet.

Chris took out another dagger from the inner pocket of his coat to block the flying familiar, and there was a crisp sound of metal colliding between the dagger and the familiar.

"Really or not... directly follow..."

Reinhardt covered his mouth and tried hard not to let his opponent see his smile. As a summoner, he knew the power of the familiar he created best. It was obviously a force that adults would never be able to handle, but in the end He was picked up by a child, and seeing that he only used one hand to block the familiar without any tremor in his arm, he seemed to be very capable.

Oops, so funny.

"And you're too..."

"You want to say that I'm crooked?"

When Reinhardt sighed, Chris had already approached him.

"You're still distracted on this occasion, are you looking down on me?"

Chris cut directly at Reinhardt's main artery, but what made him feel wrong was that Reinhardt's expression was calm and there was no fear that he was about to be injured.

What is wrong?

No, no problem, illusion.

Chris failed to hit Reinhardt, and the silver thread opened in front of Reinhardt, forming a net-like barrier.

"Uh, let me ask, are you really a child? Are you really not a dwarf? Are you overstretched?"

Feeling offended again, Chris silently increased the force of his men, and Reinhardt pulled out a sword hilt before the barrier shattered.

"...the black key?"

"Huh? No, no, although Tina is wearing a nun's costume, we are not from the church."

It's really hard for the other party to answer his questions, Chris thought about the movements in his hands, and it was at this moment that he noticed something was wrong.

The center of the hilt that Reinhardt took out looks like a black hole, but if you look closely, you can see some living things wriggling inside, and then they are intertwined like the silver wires that Reinhardt used just now, and finally formed the blade.

Chris felt unwell again, and unlike before, the feeling of nausea was stronger. Chris is now a little thankful that he didn't eat at night.

"Don't look at me like this, I still have some practical experience, but..."

Chris' dagger collided with Reinhard's long sword, and after taking Chris' dagger, Reinhard only felt numbness in the arm used to block it.

By the way, is that really a dagger?Why is he using them like he's juggling a sword?

"I might lose."

"what?"

Chris glanced at Reinhardt with some doubts, as if wondering why he said such words.

"Isn't that the way it is?"

Reinhardt: ...

Reinhard held his forehead.

"Chris, has anyone ever told you that you can't talk?"

Chris:?

"No, but is there anything wrong with what I just said? Because you are weaker than me, you must be the loser."

"Well—although I know it's the truth, I should be upset, but I still feel uncomfortable. You will be sacked one day if you do this."

"No."

Chris looked nonchalant.

"I'm very strong, and I don't have long to live, so the probability of this happening is even less than a meteorite hitting the earth."

"Not long to live? What a coincidence."

Reinhardt smiled bitterly.

"me too."

The two were still fighting just now, but at this moment they chatted like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, while the real old acquaintances are still fighting fiercely on the other side.

Literally hit hard.

The corpses of Tina's summoned mounts were scattered all over the ground, purple blood flowed from the wound, and her nun's dress was also torn, and Gloria's condition was worse than Tina's .

"You've become weaker? What's going on?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

This battle will continue until the moment when the winner is determined between the two servants.

If nothing happens.

The twist came from Reinhardt, whose tattoo he jokingly dubbed "dog bite" shimmered at night when the sun had gone down.

Then Chris felt, heard, and saw sights he couldn't comprehend.

First came the white smoke, then the head, and finally the body, with an extremely long hollow straw growing from the thing's head.

"Oops, the hounds are chasing you, you're going to die, Tina, get ready to run away!"

Chris still heard what Reinhardt said, but he couldn't understand anymore, because what appeared in front of his eyes firmly occupied his sight, and he felt that the world in his eyes was distorting and deforming.

"gram……"

And he was also being squeezed together, lost his original form, and forgot his way of speaking.

"K...s..."

Chris tasted rust in his mouth, probably because he was about to die.

"Chris!"

Chris woke up and found himself lying on the cold concrete floor, and the bloody smell in his mouth just now was because he fell to the ground without any protective posture, bit his tongue, and the tip of his tongue was bleeding.

"Kerry... Master, are you okay?"

Chris was gasping for breath, he felt as if he had woken up from a deep nightmare, the cold air pouring into his lungs made him feel alive.

"I didn't... vomit."

He retched audibly, but only vomited some gastric juices because there was nothing in his stomach.

"I'm fine, just take a break, but let Reinhardt run away"

Chris stood up unsteadily, refused Gloria's move to help him, and walked home leaning on the wall.

Gloria hesitated for a moment, Reiko disappeared and followed behind Chris, the two of them didn't speak a word on the way back.

The author has something to say: It's painful, I didn't catch up with the update before twelve o'clock.

Gradually let Chris sancheck from now on!