[Comprehensive] King's Best Friend

This is a wild battle.

The two sides of the battle didn't talk nonsense, they stared at the same time with a tacit understanding, shot at the same time, and released the treasure at the same time!

The silver-haired Heroic Spirit spread his hands, and slightly parted his lips in a singing gesture.

There was no sound, but, as if something invisible was suddenly awakened, countless golden star points rose from the earth.

The stars converge here.

Strands of wind follow the will to emerge from nothing, entangled and entangled, and condense into an invisible giant pillar reaching the sky.

The silver-haired heroic spirit in the center of the storm raised his hands, as if calling, as if resonating, surrounded by the hurricane.

The corners of his snow-colored robe fluttered up and down, like rising clouds, floating fog.Lightning suddenly appeared around him, reflecting the heroic spirit's purple eyes, reflecting a palpitating magnificence.

[Vientiane, go upstream, let's go retrograde and tell the truth! 】

——Noble Phantasm Liberation!

This is what the Heroic Spirit who bears the name of the Demon God "Main" possesses—

The ability to summon the earth, mountains, rivers, stars and storms, thunder and rain...everything that can be seen and heard, and who can trace the root cause to question the law, and control them in an instant.

As a result, the thunder turned into a spear, the cloud and mist turned into a barrier, and the storm condensed into an ancient monster, with its fangs as a spear and wings as a shield, roaring fiercely!

Vientiane wakes up.

The upstream brilliance is like a star in the sky, tearing apart the pitch-black night, rushing towards the enemy with the aura of thunder!

"This treasure..." The oldest king, who faced the impact directly, frowned slightly.

Gilgamesh didn't feel the power of the silver-haired heroic spirit, rather, as the only true friend he recognized in his life, he should have been such a dazzling existence.

only……

——This is not the Noble Phantasm of "Enkidu".

"Answer me, dear friend—"

The golden king spoke suddenly, the expression that was once dominated by rage suddenly disappeared at this moment.Of course, this is not calm, but the extreme coldness.

Those scarlet pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of frozen soil, and golden-red boiling molten lava surged underneath: "Your strength...you are strong enough to lock the gods, where did you go?"

The moment he asked this question, the silver-haired heroic spirit's attack was already in front of him.

And Huang Huang's treasure of the king has long been ready.Like burning golden fire, countless sharp magic weapons appeared and collided with the incoming thunder storm.

The impact generated at that moment blasted a huge crater-like cavity on the ground.

The violent air flow swept the wind and clouds, and the bright white light boiled the entire starry sky, bringing the illusion of day and night reversal in an instant.

The remaining prestige of the war swept away this area, turning everything into barren, as if from the beginning to the end, nothing ever existed, and nothing would remain.

Only the agitation that was enough to break the heart was engraved in the witness's mind, and he was in a trance that caused convulsions, and he was speechless for a long time.

"The power to lock the gods?"

After venting for a while, Mayne, who was much more relaxed, put down his hand, tilted his head and thought for a while, and replied: "...Ah, if it's that, I can't use it now."

——The Sky Lock of "Enkidu"...Speaking of which, it is indeed a powerful and convenient Noble Phantasm.It's a pity that the door of God's creation has not yet been opened, and he, who has not been able to release his real name, naturally cannot use it now.

Gilgamesh clenched his fists upon hearing this, and the golden armor covering his five fingers uttered an overwhelmed broken syllable.

--good very good.

——It's been a long time, he hasn't been so angry like now.

Probably because he was so angry that ordinary venting was useless, so Gilgamesh calmed down strangely...at least it seemed so on the surface.

Wang would never mistake his best friend.Gilgamesh confirmed that the heroic spirit in front of him was "Enkidu", and this was an unshakable, unquestionable bond engraved on the soul.

So why?

The heroic spirit who descended with the rank of "keeper", no matter in terms of power or Noble Phantasm, was far from the best friend in memory. Rather, it was completely distorted in another direction.

As various speculations flashed through his mind, the expression on Gilgamesh's face became more and more dangerous, and the invisible coercion spread faintly, making the originally noisy surrounding suddenly dead silent.

"Do you care about it that much?"

Under the pressure of the king, no one dared to speak out, but Mayne acted as if he didn't notice it, and corrected him earnestly: "I am very satisfied with the current state, and the master has worked very hard to achieve this level."

Fujimaru Tachika has liberated his two real names, which is far beyond Mayne's expectations, or rather, it is completely enough to amaze him.

"...Master?"

Gilgamesh's expression froze, and then he suddenly thought of something, and laughed with one hand covering his face: "I see, I see... Is it your master who caused all this, heh, hahahahaha... That's amazing, that, mere human!"

Is this a compliment?

Ah, although it seems to be literally, but...

Mayne narrowed his eyes slightly, and said firmly: "You have murderous intentions."

At that moment just now, the pair of sharp red pupils of the oldest king, and the dangerous blood churning in them... This is not something that can be summed up by simple disgust and dislike, but a feeling of affection for a certain person. Extremely malicious, terrifying aggressiveness.

——Gilgamesh wanted to kill Fujimaru Tachika.

"Don't meddle in this matter, dear friend."

Gilgamesh crossed his arms, and his expressionless expression was extremely cold: "No matter who it is, you have become like this-this king will never forgive such sins!"

Mayne: "..."

Mayne, who has no "Enkidu" emotion, naturally cannot understand Gilgamesh's idea of ​​"eliminating the factors that make his best friend abnormal".

In fact, Mayne didn't think it was "abnormal" at all.

But only one thing is certain——

"I won't let you do that."

Mayne stared at the golden king, and said coldly and unquestionably: "My Master, I will protect it and gamble on the glory of this body as a heroic spirit."

If you can't even protect your Master, such a Heroic Spirit must be disqualified!It will make the glory of the past become dusty and disqualified!

-He will never allow this to happen.

"...Is this your choice?"

Gilgamesh wasn't sure if this was of his friend's own will, or some "anomalous" influence.

but--

"That's fine, dear friend."

The golden king laughed, with an extremely flamboyant joy on his brows: "At that time, I will go all out for your determination, I look forward to that battle!"

Gilgamesh naturally saw that Mayne hadn't used his full strength yet.It was more like he was venting his excess power and taking the opportunity to reconcile and sort out.

If other people do this, it will definitely be regarded as contempt for the king, which will arouse the anger of the arrogant and domineering king.

But if it is Wang's only close friend, then Wang doesn't mind judging it with the greatest tolerance, and regards it as a reasonable discussion, and readily agrees.

"Put unpleasant things aside, dear friend."

The golden king stretched out his hand to his friend and extended an invitation: "Leave here with this king. For this encounter, we should give you the grandest celebration!"

That's right, the Oldest King was so self-willed even when he left the stage, completely ignoring the other Heroic Spirits and Masters present.

Then he was rejected by Mayne.

"No, that's all for tonight."

Holy Grail War, the name mentioned more than once by the heroic spirits present.

Obviously, the situation here is more troublesome than Mayne originally expected, and he was probably involved in something rather terrible.

More importantly, it seems that this is not just about the struggle of the heroic spirits, and their masters are also unable to stay out of it.

Mayne glanced at Gilgamesh, and out of consideration for the safety of his Master, he nodded solemnly and said, "Please forgive me."

The moment after saying this sentence, the silver-haired heroic spirit turned into countless bright spirits, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight, with a neat and tidy appearance.

Gilgamesh:"……"

Onlookers: ...Wait a minute, is this running after teasing? !

Everyone looked at Gilgamesh's expressionless face again, and their hair stood on end for an instant, wanting to cry without tears: You took him away too! ! ! (Erkang hand)

……

The bright Lingzi ran for several minutes, and finally stopped on a tower not far from the wilderness just now.

The dots of spirits gathered and formed in an instant, revealing a heroic spirit with silver hair and purple eyes.

"Master." Mayne came to the top floor of the tower and called.

The top floor of the tower has a good view, and you can clearly see the movement of the wilderness in the distance. At the same time, it can effectively avoid most of the prying eyes and ambushes. Coupled with the barrier he set up in advance, it can be said to be an absolutely safe fortress.

The only thing that could be said to be flawed is that it is probably a bit cold.

"Ahh-!"

Fujimaru Tachika, who was holding a frying pan, came out from the corner, and while rubbing her red nose, hummed in a nasal voice: "Maen, are you okay, I just saw that there was a lot of movement in the wilderness." !"

"Well, it's okay, it's all settled."

"Oh, that's fine."

Fujimaru Tachika breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, at a certain moment just now, very inexplicably, she suddenly felt as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

The sixth sense frantically clamored for danger, and I was so frightened that my heart almost stopped beating, thinking that something serious happened.

Now hearing what Mayne said, Fujimaru Tachika, who had been on tenterhooks for a long time, felt relieved a lot—that's right, how could a little person like her who had no sense of presence provoke someone powerful.

Fujimaru Tachika took out the two shopping bags in the corner, and stuffed back the pan with the self-defense in his hand. The half-used bottle of red ink was just enough to be placed on it firmly.

Fujimaru Tachika: "Are we going back now?"

"En." Mayne nodded: "You can go home."