[Comprehensive] King's Best Friend

"Hey, kid, what are you doing in a daze!"

On the translucent large screen projected by the communicator, a figure suddenly fell from behind Fujimaru Tachika.

The moment the knight in silver armor hit the ground, he thrust his sword into the ground fiercely, and was dragged back several meters by the inertia before stopping.His feet left two deep wear marks on the ground, and the dust was flying.

"... Mordred?!"

The knight whose name was called by the master pulled out his sword from the ground forcefully, and his face with his helmet off showed an undisguised anxiety, his patience was already at an extreme low.

Afterwards, he raised his head ferociously, and looked at the Demon God Pillar who was making a strange smile in the distance.

The opponent's pillar body had clearly been split in half by his Noble Phantasm, but——healing.At a speed visible to the naked eye, the huge and ferocious body slowly closed towards the center, and soon returned to its original state.

Mordred's sword didn't even leave a mark on it.

"Ah, damn it!" He cursed uncomfortably, such disgusting skills as immortality and infinite resurrection should not exist at all!

Mordred gritted his teeth, thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Fujimaru Tachika: "I said you, don't stand here in a daze. I can't care about you at this time, so I don't want to flash... Uh, Mayne?!"

The young knight finally noticed the projection standing next to Fujimaru Tachika, and the familiar figure inside stopped his words abruptly.

Mayne on the other end of the projection nodded, and greeted casually: "Yo."

"..."

"Bang!"

Mordred quickly put on the helmet, and his frantic voice came from inside: "The trick just now doesn't count, you didn't see anything!"

——Damn it, he was repelled by the Demon God Pillar when he came up... He obviously has a more handsome side! ! !

As if to prove his strength to someone, Mordred stopped panting, and the Clarent in his hand aroused a red thunder, and at the same time kicked his feet, turning into an arc and rushing out.

The land in the distance suddenly exploded into a new round of battle.

The young knight came and went in such a hurry, and Fujimaru Tachika, who was left behind, finally remembered that he still had things to do.

"I'm here to ask for help." Fujimaru Tachika slapped his forehead, "Actually, after we came to this inexplicable space, we were trapped here. There are demon pillars everywhere, and their vitality is surprisingly tenacious, dead Live again, can't do it at all!"

It's not that you can't beat it, it's that you can't consume it.

Thanks to Fujimaru Tatsuka's extraordinary talent, he has provided the heroic spirit with enough magic power to fight until now.But at the end of the day, once her magic power is exhausted, everyone will be cold.

"Who else is the heroic spirit beside you besides Mordred?" Mayne asked.

Fujimaru Tatsuka broke her fingers: "Well, there are also King Arthur, Lancelot, Tristan, and Gawain."

That's right, all of them are round table forces, and the Uruk group and the Egyptian group are completely missing.

Mayne raised his eyebrows: "Where are Jill, King Xian and Ozman?"

Fujimaru Tachika hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said secretly: "I heard from the director that they have gone into self-isolation."

The Guanghui Grand Compound Temple and Vimana were opened, and the kings who had lost their friends ran away from home one after another, and let go of their hearts (qi).

Since even the king did not act, the rest of them, such as Nitocris, Ishtar, Jin Gu, etc., naturally did not (salt) soldiers (fish) move (water).

Mayne: ...Oh, a little headstrong?

— needs education.

In any case, the current situation of the Temple of Time is obviously not suitable for further delay, so Mayne decided to directly transfer the spirit son there.

However, before he asked Roman to cut the communication to Chaldea so that Olga Marie could activate the spiritual transfer device to meet them, a new situation suddenly appeared at Tatsuka Fujimaru.

"...Eh, that person is!"

Following Fujimaru Tachika's exclamation, she manually lifted the camera up, so Mayne and the others saw the figure appearing in the sky.

"Getia..." Roman whispered first.

The Demon God at the side glanced sideways at him when he heard the sound, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the boundless imaginary space, an unnamed humanoid creature was suspended in the air.He is not wearing the shell of Solomon like he was in Uruk, but has the appearance of a humanoid monster, ferocious and terrifying.

The demon pillars who were still entangled with the heroic spirits gathered under him consciously, shouting the name of the king who changed the world with enthusiasm in their eyes, for——

"Demon King, Getia!"

The Knights of the Round Table did not chase after the retreating Demon God Pillar, but flew to Fujimaru Tatsuka's side.Everyone has noticed the unfathomable and ominous magic power, it seems that falling into it is a bottomless abyss, and the atmosphere is like an extremely tight string.

until--

"Oh, isn't this Master Mayne!?"

Gawain walking with a heavy face saw Mayne next to Tachika Fujimaru. Although it was only a translucent projection, this did not prevent the upright knight from becoming excited.

"It's great to see that you're fine, because the king has been reluctant to talk about your whereabouts, I thought..."

"Gawain!" Arthur, who came up a step later, said helplessly, the knight who forbears nobleness is always unwilling to let himself cause trouble for the teacher.

The eyes of the knight Wang Hulu fell quietly on the projection, and the aggressive aura of fighting against the enemy a second ago dissipated, and turned into a gentle and tolerant ocean: "Welcome back, teacher."

Lancelot, who was following the king, echoed: "There is no doubt that the king cares about Lord Mayne. Seriously, Gao Wenqing, your worry-loving personality should be changed."

"Ha, what qualifications does a guy who babbles like an old mother all day have to say that." Mordred came over with a sword in his hand, and laughed unceremoniously, "Galahad should really see it, he's serious!"

Lancelot was hit by an arrow in the knee, staggered and was helped by Tristan.

Lancelot was very moved: "Thank you Trace..."

Tristan, who didn't open his eyes, let go of his hand suddenly, and Lancelot fell to the ground.

"..."

Mayne watched the familiar knights approaching one by one, as if he had seen Camelot in its heyday and busiest time, and smiled reminiscently, "I'm relieved to see that you are still so energetic."

"Spirit or something..." Mordred curled his lips, and said in a youthful clear voice, "Can't there be a more handsome description?"

"Well, let me think about it?"

……

The Knights of the Round Table is full of exciting scenes of old friends reuniting, as if old classmates who haven't seen each other for ten years reunite and recognize the good brothers who borrowed each other's homework back then. It's really very harmonious.

but……

"Did we forget something?" Fujimaru Tachika finally realized that there was a big boss who just showed up above his head.

She glanced tremblingly - it's over, the face of the big boss looks extremely bad, and all the younger brothers of the Demon God Zhu have been shocked to the ground.

The master of Chaldea has only a few consciences, so Fujimaru Tateka feels that they should respect the powerful appearance that the big boss has worked so hard to create.

Roman also had the same idea: "Well, although I don't want to interrupt everyone, now is not the time to celebrate the reunion."

Doctor Fenmao tried his best to speak briskly, but the seriousness between his brows could not be concealed.

Mordred raised his eyebrows. The boy's indomitable spirit made it difficult for him to feel a sense of urgency. Rather, the stronger the enemy, the more excited he would be.

"Listen to you..." He opened his mouth, and the sword in his hand burst into an arc, "That guy is very strong, isn't he?"

Standing high in the sky, the Demon God King watched the knight's movements expressionlessly, with inorganic dark red lines running down his body.The gesture he showed was a kind of arrogance and cruelty like overlooking ants or wiping away dust.

Mayne looked at the knight who was getting more and more eager to try, and was about to speak, but Roman on the side said anxiously earlier: "No, Gaetia has the power to reverse summon EX, and the attack of the servant is invalid."

Anti-summoning means negating and destroying attacks from followers, even Noble Phantasms can be completely abolished.

In the game, it doesn't matter whether you use basic attack or ult, if you smash down the sky, the opponent will not take a drop of blood, and can raise your hand to kill you with a big move.

Just say it's cruel or not.

Mordred was obviously aware of the seriousness of the problem. He was not afraid of powerful enemies, but since he knew that any attack would be useless, he naturally wouldn't be careless.

He clicked lightly, scratched his head irritably, and suddenly turned his mind, looked at Roman strangely and said, "By the way, how do you know that guy has counter-summoned? Has the investigation of Chaldea progressed to this extent?"

The rebellious knight's almost heaven-defying intuition and insight made him not let go of this crucial point.

"..." Roman was taken aback when he heard the words, and was stunned.

The people who were enlightened turned their attention to Dr. Fenmao one after another.

In fact, the Knights of the Round Table didn't have much contact with a man named Romani Akiman, but in their impression, the relationship between him and Mayne seemed... how should I put it, a bit subtle?

I can't say I like it but I can't say I hate it. Sometimes I will see Mayne revealing the hatred of wanting to press the other party on the ground and rub against him, but in fact, this man has been living a good life.

Oh, by the way, there are also King Wise and Gilgamesh. I don’t know why, these two kings seem to hate Romani very much, but Romani was not smashed to death by the extremely willful king with royal wealth. Live well.

...doesn't this make it even weirder?

"This...I..." Roman opened his mouth.

What was he thinking, was it an excuse, was it a perfunctory reason, or was it... his mind was completely in chaos, and the doctor, who was so nervous that his fingertips were trembling, slowly and completely involuntarily looked at the silver heroic spirit.

But his gaze failed to reach, and another figure took a step, blocking between him and Mayne.

"I'm also curious." The demon god who had been quiet and avoided the projection range suddenly approached, and the shadow cast brought a cold oppressive feeling, making the doctor's breath stagnant.

The Knights of the Round Table were astonished at the sudden appearance of the demon god whose appearance was exactly the same as Mayne's, but the unfavorable atmosphere at the scene and the desire to survive made them very wisely choose to remain silent.

——I always feel that something terrible is about to happen.

However, the silence of the knights of the round table does not mean that the big boss who is also ignorant will have no reaction to the appearance of the demon god.

Getia stared at the two "Maines", and the blood mist around him surged: "You..."

"Shut up." Mayne didn't even raise his eyes, and his tone was so calm that it didn't make any waves, but his heart trembled inexplicably.

Getia: "..."

Without the interference of the ignorant guys, everyone just listened to the Demon God continue to say: "The feeling you give me... I suddenly remembered that you look like a person."

"...Who?" Roman could only murmur unconsciously at this moment.

The demon god smiled slightly, and his purple eyes were quickly covered with a layer of strange black, and a raging storm swept through: "A dead man."

The author has something to say: Alright, the vest can no longer protect you, the moment when everyone is looking forward to losing the horse.

Getia: To save face, let me say a line.

Mayne: Go away.

Gaitia: ...Hmm.

There is no dignity as a BOSS.