Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"full HP resurrection--"

Facing the high-hanging sun, I stretched myself out, shouldered the big round fan and the big naginata, and turned to the doctor to confirm: "So, I'm leaving?"

"Wait," the laborious doctor called me resignedly, "You must cover up your Command Seal and the weapon behind you."

"Okay," I obediently stopped, opened my hands, tilted my head and waited: "What should I do, doctor?"

"I said, you do it." The doctor I watched expectantly projected a series of complex patterns and unknown characters in midair, "Draw a circle around this, and then use your drawing hand to cover the area that needs to be covered." The place."

"Okay!" I gladly accepted his behavior of almost feeding food to my mouth, and quickly finished the job without asking: "It's done!"

Can we go now?

"Okay, okay," the doctor waved his hand, and finally let go of the rein in his hand, "Your Excellency Arash has followed your instructions to pay attention to the case of missing persons in the city. Let's start here as well."

"Obey, Commander!"

I saluted decently, and watched as the projection belonging to the doctor faded away.

Then, it's time to hurry up before the scheduled first battle starts...

Take Lancer, the opponent, from Saber.

Hmph, when you were shopping with your highness the princess, Huahua, I already overtook the car!

Laer is easy to find.

What this noble knight yearns for is an upright duel, so he only needs to wander around the street a few times to find out that this heroic spirit is completely undisguised.

The will to fight, the spirit of bloody slaughter, and the iron will that has been tempered and tempered.

It's simply an invitation to a battle that couldn't be brighter!

I stood at the crossroads and hesitated, and in front of me was the game hall where a familiar blonde person had already entered. The iconic "haha" sound came from time to time, which was really attractive, but on the other side...

A few blocks away, the sincere invitation to battle is really hard to let go.

Looking at the sky, there were still five hours before the sun set, and one afternoon before the originally planned battle.

"Doctor," I quietly lowered my voice, "do you think..."

Which one to choose?

"I choose two," a certain clairvoyant who had understood before I could speak lowered his voice, and said firmly, "We must not forget our original intention."

"You're right." I kindly didn't tell him that he didn't want to face another clairvoyant, and I just wanted to see the doctor's reaction. I was satisfied with the answer I wanted, and put away my hesitant expression as if nothing had happened. , "Then I rushed."

I thought I had finished preparing for the battle, and I got out of the hidden crowd, and easily bypassed a big bearded man hovering in front of the game console, running, running——

After crossing two storefronts, I met a weak young man with a younger sister looking around.

Looking at each other for a brief second, I took the lead to look away, then accelerated on the spot, stepped on the wall at the corner of the street, and jumped up.

The moment I was in the air, I turned around and waved a friendly hand to the young man who looked back in bewilderment.

'Good afternoon~'

I mouthed a bad-hearted greeting, and then, the gravity of the earth grabbed me and fell suddenly, and the boy's expression of losing control was blocked by the wall.

Hey, I'm very happy with the skin.

Playing handsome for a while, I fell into a dead end and looked around calmly. It took a second to confirm the direction of the target's wandering. Amidst the yelling behind me, I picked the nearest fence that was relatively solid by visual inspection.

All right, now it's show time.

I turned my toes with a sense of ritual, and tentatively put the soles of my feet against the wall.

- There is no problem with bearing.

As soon as my eyes lit up, I immediately added my whole body to it, and then I ran vertically along the wall. When I reached the highest point, I kicked my feet hard, and the wind passed under my coat, and I supported the wall with one hand , a beautiful side flip landing—

Finally, he stood firmly on the wall.

Full score!

Nodding in satisfaction, I started a brief urban parkour amidst the applause of the doctor.

"Are you so happy?" There was no image, only the doctor's voice twirling and jumping closely following me, inexplicably envious: "——you almost flew."

"Of course——" the wind left my voice far behind, "I have long wanted to do such a cool thing as parkour in the city!"

Think of it as a warm-up before the fight.

While running, I liberated my perception, momentum, and fighting spirit one by one. In the end, the magic barrier that was tightly surrounding me was also unscrupulously blown away, and moved towards the front of my straight line. The one who had already noticed that I was approaching , the opponent who has already stayed in place and waited politely, presents the grandest challenge!

The so-called, time and fate.If it is said that fate cannot give you unreserved trust, it cannot give you a master who can make your allegiance show.

Then it's better for me to send you a dignified battle, and a soldier's due death (destination).

"—Thousand-handed flower!"

With the last hustle and bustle of the busy city, the wind that swept over the city came, carrying the first greeting of the steel blade and the will of the mighty, and accompanied by my self-reported home, it accurately and steadily hit the waiting place. A long time of spearmen ahead.

In the shadow of the building where the sun was cast and the billowing smoke and dust, I slowly stood up straight.

The chain connecting the knife and the fan on the back swayed slightly, and after taking another step, he was standing on the boundary line between light and darkness.

The smoke and dust hadn't completely dissipated yet, and the spearman kept his etiquette and didn't step forward to attack.

This distance of running did not disturb my breathing at all, on the contrary, it has already successfully ignited my fighting spirit, and in this miraculous battlefield that has crossed the era, the respect from the opponent is the best Good start.

An uncontrollable smile floated into my eyes, full, full, and finally overflowing with a strong fighting spirit.

Seeing is believing, this is indeed a knight worthy of a serious battle.

So I stepped out first and stood in the sun.

"Awaited,"

The big naginata suddenly drew an arc in the air, with the blade pointing straight ahead:

"Nobody, come—to fight!"

"Clang! Clang! Boo—"

"Chong!"

"呲-"

The first meeting between the big naginata and the double guns, the long/guns collide, the short/guns are handed over, the blades are turned over, the double/guns cross and then collide, the blade creates a dead angle to cut in, the short/guns meet in time, the two face each other , cut apart, sparks rubbed against each other, and both of them retreated to finish.

"Agility A," I stroked the trembling blade, and the excitement of encountering a strong enemy came from my sharp and cold fingertips, "Ha! Come again——"

I let go suddenly, turned around, leaned back, dodged the long/spear sweeping from the ground, kicked sideways, and kicked the short/spear that was approaching.

Relying on the instep to hook the short/spear as a fulcrum, I soared into the air, holding the handle of the knife with my backhand, with the blade behind and the handle in front, rotate, and rush in!

"Drink-"

The blunt handle of the knife is facing the sharp tip of the spear, my hand trembles slightly, the handle trembles, and I swipe across the blade, straight for the empty door!

Naturally, a spearman who has experienced many battles will not be hit by my beginner's marksmanship. Under the direct sunlight, this man's golden brown pupils turned into a lighter golden color, and I saw myself in it. The imminent fighting spirit, and the short / gun raised in his hand.

The bright yellow color that concealed murderous intent flashed past, and the strings of vigilance in my heart were instantly full.

"Om-"

The handle of the knife briefly cut off the attack of the short/spear, and I took this opportunity to raise my fan to the ground and swing it down heavily!

one!

The wind howled, and the killing situation created by the spearmen calmly was disrupted. I pulled again, and the handle of the naginata, which had fallen half off, fell into my hand again.

My retreating heels touched the telegraph pole behind me, and I took off the momentum to stand firm. I raised my eyes to look at the spearman who was holding his long/spear to stabilize his figure.

At this point, the temptation is over, and the enemy and the enemy just change places.

The two sides entered the trash talk session.

"Not bad, Lancer." As a junior who has less time to pick up a weapon, I am the first to start the conversation with a humble attitude, "It was almost counted by you."

The spearman's hands are slowly wiping away the blood lines on the side of his neck—that's the sword wind I brought with me when I retracted the naginata.

If it weren't for the timely prediction with my mind, coupled with the unmatched speed of the spearman, my last blow of "returning the carbine" would have already beheaded him.

Can't think of it?

No matter how strange and disadvantageous the situation is, as long as Yan Rong is in hand, I will have nothing else to do.

After more than a year of ghost-slaying experience from Taisho, my sword technique was completely finalized, which is also the sequelae left by that time. Once a life-and-death decisive battle, my eyes are only on the neck.

——Create every opportunity, cut it, cut it!

The above is actually just to explain, that knife is actually my instinct, not my intention...

Although the result is good.

But next, the spearmen who are on guard against this aspect, I guess they will not be able to take advantage of this aspect.

...or not enough experience.

Being humble, I received more careful treatment from the spearmen.

I think he took my modesty as a provocation.

"Facing an opponent who self-declared his family, he couldn't communicate with each other's names. It's because of my poor hospitality." The spearman circled around the gun flower, and responded to my speech before the battle loudly, "Your Excellency's martial arts and courage should be listed in history. It leaves traces."

I was taken aback for a moment, although it was an honest temptation, but I had to say that I was quite happy when I said this.

But there are reasons that I have no intention of hiding in this regard.

"It doesn't matter," I tilted my head, and said sternly and honestly, "My timeline is staggered with the history of pan-humanity. It's normal that no one has heard of me."

"I see," the spearman easily accepted my answer, and laughed, "I'm not very honored to be the first pan-human heroic spirit who knows about Your Excellency's existence."

"..."

I took a slight breath, and staggered those eyes that were flowing with golden honey.

Damn, lost.

This man is good at talking.

Next is the link of business mutual bragging, this, this I don't know.

"Hua, Huahua," the doctor's nervous voice suddenly rang in my ear, "Wake up—"

"Huh?" I blinked and diverted my attention to the person who suddenly projected on me, "Doctor, why did you come out suddenly?"

"If I don't appear to interrupt you again, then—" The doctor blurted out and stopped abruptly after meeting my curious gaze, and then, in a way, if it wasn't for the state restriction, I doubt he would hit me with his whole head The posture in front of him carefully tested, "You, don't you feel something is wrong?"

"Huh?" I pondered for a second, "You mean the heartbeat is fast, you can't help sweating, and your hands are shaking uncontrollably?"

"Hiss—" The doctor turned pale with shock and gasped.

"What's the matter?" I continued without changing my face: "Anyway, this experience is more than once, and I'm already very experienced."

The doctor took half of his breath and stopped abruptly, and asked blankly, "Huh?"

"That's it!" I punched my palm, and my eyes lit up: "I'm so excited when I meet a strong enemy and an opponent!"

Take a look at the previous few scenes where this has happened, it fits perfectly.

"That kind, the kind that thinks the other side is so handsome, and really wants to have a fight!"

"This...Let's count you in, right..." The doctor hesitated to speak, his tone was full of deep aggrieved and unexplained sympathy, "Although I really want to refute, I'm also curious about your future What are the specific experiences of several times..."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I shook my head and looked at the gunman who was patiently waiting for me to finish chatting. "I won't tell you anymore. I'm still fighting."

The gunman who I glanced at apologetically raised his eyebrows: "Your Master?"

"It's my contractor," I nodded generously, "I always worry about unnecessary things, but he is also a very good person."

It's also why I snatched the Holy Grail.

But I won't say this.

I smiled, took two steps forward, blocked this lonely coward, a great victim, and held the big naginata tightly to scan around.

The line of sight comes from the roof of the warehouse, in the sky, and from the tall buildings not far away.

Although this is a person who is not easy to worry about, and you can't hurt him anyway, but that is not a reason for you to spy on him.

It seems that the combat power I showed was not strong enough, which made you look at my "Master" with that kind of gaze.

I lowered my upper body slightly, opened the corners of my mouth, revealing sharp canine teeth:

"Come on, completely liberate your Noble Phantasm, and continue our battle!"

Come on, look at me.

——Take back all those gloomy, appraising, and murderous eyes for me!

In the unsurprised eyes of the gunman, as if he had been touched against the scales, his real name was paused word by word by the girl who was suppressing the extreme anger at the moment, accompanied by a heavy breath.

"—Diarmuid Odina."