Radiant Enemy

Facing the stubborn Pharaoh, even the eloquent Fujimaru Tachibana had to shut up.

Obviously, this is a matter between Hilgna and Osman Diaz. If she speaks casually, it will not only be the Hebrews who are involved in the pharaoh's anger, but also herself.

Hilgner also had some headaches in the face of the rare and stubborn Osman Diaz: "But I can't let the girl go to the battlefield, and I hide in a safe back and enjoy the rewards?"

"Why not? They have an army donated by me, and treasures as a trump card, which is more than enough to deal with the Lion King!"

Osman Diaz crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and his golden pupils were like the hottest sun in the afternoon, ready to swallow all voices of opposition.

Hilgna originally wanted to say to Osman Diaz, "It's your gift, not mine", but after thinking about it, Osman Diaz might just say "what's mine is yours" to stop him He swallowed it back into his stomach again.

"There are things I have to do in Jerusalem." Hilgner said in the end: "I have to confirm it myself."

"So that's how it is." Osman Diaz suddenly realized, he frowned slightly, his plan to keep his friend by his side to protect him and tell him about the great achievements he designed and built was wavering.

"Actually, this problem is easy to solve, right?" Arash said thoughtfully upon seeing this.

"Is it good to let Pharaoh and Hill go to Shengdu together?"

When Arash said this, Fujimaru Tachibana and Matthew cast admiring eyes on him, and at the same time Nitocris couldn't help but said: "But, but how can the noble Pharaoh go with the common people to Put yourself in danger?! This is really disrespectful!"

Arash was unmoved, but just looked at Osman Diaz: "After all, seeing Hill's expression, he is definitely going to the holy capital. So brother Pharaoh, what do you think?"

Osman Diaz looked at Hilgna after hearing the words, and when he met Hilgna's firm blue eyes, he pondered for a while, just as he agreed to Fujimaru Tachibana's request for help, he changed his mind neatly. Mouth: "In that case, then I'd better go to Shengdu too!"

"Eh, eh?! Well, if that's the case, I will go with the king!" Nitocris' eyes widened in astonishment, and after realizing that there was no room for maneuver, she could only say so. .

"Is it really okay?" Fujimaru Tachibana rubbed his chin, looked around the smiling Arash and Osman Diaz who was also smiling, and said with a dignified expression: "...I always feel a little uneasy .”

"Senior, why do you feel uneasy?" Matthew asked: "Pharaoh joined us, and the fighting power is much stronger than before. It should be because I feel at ease."

"Well, how should I put it, I always feel that there is a big Shura field ahead..." Fujimaru Tachibana wrinkled his face.

The Pharaoh and Arash are already a Shura field. Although the caster Cu Chulainn can't call out to help because of the singularity, Fujimaru Tachibana thinks that there will be even bigger ones that will overwhelm the surroundings due to his female intuition. Everyone is also involved in the Shura Field.

On the way back, Fujimaru Tachibana was relieved, at least it wasn't driven by Hilgener - she was still young!I really don't want to go to heaven in a buggy!

When Osman Diaz saw the off-road vehicle that they came to the temple, he showed a blatant look of disgust, then took out the sky boat with gold and sun rays, and pulled Hilgna onto the boat.

"How can you use such a dull thing to carry the jade body of Yu Zhi's best friend!?" The pharaoh who said so did not allow any voice of rejection to sound.

But Fujimaru Tachibana and Mash were honored by this, and boarded the Huizhou together, and returned to the camp at a speed faster than Hilgna driving a speeding car.

With the addition of Pharaoh, both materials and weapons were prepared at a faster speed. Not only that, under his guidance, the original good and bad troops also became decent in a short period of time.

"It's amazing... As expected of Tachibana! Even the proud Pharaoh himself was pulled over!" Da Vinci happily patted Fujimaru Tachibana on the shoulder and gave her a thumbs up.

"No, it's not so much my credit...it's better to say that it's all thanks to Mr. Hill. Speaking of which, it seems that I have been receiving his help since I came to this singularity."

Fujimaru Tachibana said so while helping Da Vinci carry the supplies.

Just as Da Vinci was about to say something, he suddenly noticed another commotion in front of him, and he couldn't help showing a wry smile on his pretty face: "Oh, it's started again..."

What Fujimaru Tachibana had predicted before was not wrong. With such an arrogant pharaoh present, plus Hilgna as the center of the Shura Field, the camp hardly stopped except for falling asleep at night-this was only when the pharaoh came. Within two days of getting to camp!

"It's coming again... Who is in conflict with whom this time?"

The orange-haired savior girl also sighed, put away the supplies in her hand, and then resignedly walked towards the place of commotion.

After all, their team was formed temporarily. The people of the mountain, the knights of the round table, refugees, crusaders, Hassan, and the people blessed by the pharaoh. Religion and race alone can become the cause of various conflicts.

But fortunately, everyone is aware of it. The most important thing right now is to defeat the Lion King who will destroy the world, and suppress the prejudice against each other. Although there were some small frictions at the beginning, Lancelot all intensified the training later on. After the menu, they lost all their strength to rub against each other.

So why do conflicts still happen from time to time?

When the orange-haired Chaldean master saw the white-haired prophet who was caught between Lancelot and Osman Diaz, rubbing his forehead and trying to leave but couldn't, the corners of his eyes twitched: "Haha... sure enough That's it again."

Fujimaru Tachibana planned to avoid the Shura field because it was none of her business, and wanted to pretend that she hadn't seen her and walk away quickly, but Osman Diaz and Lancelot had already seen her and appeared. The voice stopped her.

Fujimaru Tachibana is the master of Chaldea, and it can be said that these people were able to join together smoothly thanks to her blessing, so when there were conflicts during this period, she would always be dragged over to judge.

"Tachibana, please tell this pharaoh well that we are going to fight, not for an outing!"

Lancelot was almost grinding his teeth as he spoke, looking like he wanted to draw out the weapon at his waist and give the Pharaoh a sword: "There is no need to bring so many things! The Lion King would not give us such a thing." Lots of time for a leisurely picnic!"

And the Pharaoh of the sun sneered and hugged his shoulders and said: "Only those who have no light will prepare the necessary wars as a 'play' - my servants, tell this stupid knight who even despises his own children, what the king did That's the right thing to do, and no one can question it!"

Fujimaru Tachibana, who was suddenly dragged into the battlefield, was about to blow his head, and now no matter which side he helped, he felt that it would not end so easily.

She cast a look at Hilgna asking for help, but what she got was a helpless wry smile from the other side—if he favored either side, then it would not be a simple bickering but a full-scale martial art of Noble Phantasms.

This is not the first time that the Knights of the Round Table and the Pharaoh have clashed. If it was Bedivere, who had a gentle and honest personality, he would voluntarily give in to Osman Diaz, but Lancelot was not Bedivere.

What's more, Odiman Diaz has occupied Hilgna since he came to the camp, making it impossible for Lancelot to discuss with Hilgna about the details of attacking the holy capital.

Although Lancelot had a grudge against Hilgner because of his previous experience, Hilgner was the admirer of King Arthur and the monarch of Great Britain's diplomatic relationship, that is, the person the Knights of the Round Table should protect.

This brown-skinned pharaoh sticks to Hilgna's side all day, that's fine, but due to Osman Diaz's own strength, he still doesn't allow other people to go to Hilgna without his consent. Talk to and offend everyone else in the camp who wants and needs to talk and discuss with Hilgna.

Even though Hilgner had warned him loudly, Osman Diaz still went his own way: "Yu didn't punish those shameless people who hinder you and me from getting together, you are already being kind!"

The addition of Nitocris who said "whatever His Majesty Ramses II says is correct" made the situation even more confusing.

Osman Diaz was also very unhappy.

First of all, the conditions in the camp were too dirty and crude, making Hilgna suffer again—he wanted to call out his temple so that Hilgna could have a good rest, but Hilgna said that because of the brilliance The temple was too conspicuous and would attract the Lion King's vigilance, but he could only give up after persuasion, but this did not prevent the Pharaoh from seeing these people as disliked.

What's more, Osman Diaz was most dissatisfied with why he still came to see the white-haired prophet after all the help he had given.

——Why do these ignorant people tire him so brazenly over and over because of Hilgna's tenderness and kindness? !

Fujimaru Tachibana tried to adjust with a bitter face, but the conflict between the two parties had already piled up to a limit, and this time it just broke out once.

Just when the quarrel was about to heat up, and no one could stop it, Hilgner finally couldn't bear it.

"That's enough, both of you calm down for me, and don't fight each other at a critical moment!"

Hilgna curled his fingers and flicked on the foreheads of Lancelot and Osman Diaz respectively.

Fujimaru Tachibana and Leonardo Da Vinci heard the loud "bang", and the heroic spirits who were cold and arrogant just now covered their foreheads and bent down involuntarily.

And standing between the two, the white-haired prophet who looked extra tall because the heroic spirits taller than him bent over said gently: "Osman Diaz can bring as much as he wants, it is his after all." Supplies."

Before Osman Diaz was happy that Hilgna was on his side, the white-haired prophet continued: "I will enter the holy capital with Lancelot, and I will make up for what is lacking. Alright , is everyone okay?"

Those blue eyes calmly swept across the people present without a smile at all, making everyone who was swept tremble: "No!"

Fujimaru Tachibana also involuntarily yelled out the answer together. Although it seemed that it had nothing to do with her at all, Hilgna's aura exploded so strong that even the Pharaoh and the Knights of the Round Table were crushed to death. of.

"Well, it seems that the center of the Shura field has to be solved by the person in charge of the Shura field to be effective." Fujimaru Tachibana, who realized this, kept the points learned from this bloody lesson in mind.

But fortunately, when the day of attacking the holy capital approached, such a difficult Shura field finally came to an end.

"For your future and your children's smiles, today we can only move forward and not back! The hope of the world, the future of our loved ones, let's fight here!"

Lancelot mobilized all the men and horses, and raised his sword to the holy capital that shone pure and dazzling in the sun.

Gao Wen, who was in charge of guarding the gate, was handed over to King Hassan, and the solemn knights who were with Gawain at the gate of the holy capital were handed over to those ordinary people, Baimai Hasheng, and Arash, the knights of the round table and the solemn knights in the city. The knights, such as Tristan and Aggavin, were handed over to Hassan, Bedivere, Lancelot and their knights.

When Gawain saw Hilgna and Lancelot accumulating Bedivere, his expression of being stunned and then understanding emerged.

The Sun Knight closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he showed a murderous intent aimed at the enemy: "I will not let you pass - even His Majesty Hilgna! Although the king gave an order not to let us hurt You, so if you are willing to retreat, I will not pursue, but if you must fight, please forgive Gao Wen for being rude!"

"Your opponent is not me." Hilgna doesn't have extra time to deal with Gao Wen. Every second, the Lion King has one more second to accumulate strength and use the treasure of the gun of the end to wipe out the whole world. destroy.

"Knight of the sun—your opponent is me!" The wind and sand that covered the sky and the sun swept in, engulfing the gate of the white holy city like a torrent.

A deep and piercing voice sounded, and the man of the mountain with a black body and a skull mask appeared in the wind and sand.

Facing Gao Wen's vigilance, he even had the leisure and leeway to bow his head to Hilgna and said, "Lord Musa, leave this person to me to deal with."

Hilgna was not polite to the mountain man. After he nodded in response, he took the shepherd's staff and gently tapped the gate of the holy capital.

As if welcoming a wanderer who finally returned home, the gate of the Holy City, which Hassan and the Pharaoh tried their best to fail to open, gently opened the white door like a clam with its shell open.

"I will take you all the way to the Holy Palace, which was originally a temple in Jerusalem, but now it has become the palace of the Lion King." After arriving in the Holy Capital, Hilgna no longer wore the cloak that could hide his appearance.

Fujimaru Tachibana felt that after Hilgna entered Jerusalem, not only was the magic power and momentum on his body not suppressed by the holy capital, but it became stronger and stronger.

Osnoman Yaz originally wanted to go to the holy capital with Hilgna, and have a king-to-king duel with the Lion King, but Hilgna persuaded him to use a treasure to interrupt the last trump card of the Lion King , then settled down not far from the holy capital.

No one questioned Hilgna walking in the streets and alleys as if wandering in the back garden of his own house. After knowing that the white-haired king was the saint who once led the Hebrews to the promised land of Canaan, he felt All the oddities and oddities are also explained.

Along the way, the people who traveled with them kept staying behind to cut off for them, and they met the knights of the round table.

Cursed Hassan met Tristan, Lancelot, and Agravin and fought together, and finally arrived in front of the Lion King sitting on the royal chair with cold green eyes. Only Hilgna, Fujimaru Tachibana, Mash and Bedivere are left.

"My king..." When Bedivere saw the Lion King, there were countless words he wanted to say, guilt, grief, regret, doubt... These emotions were entangled and choked his throat.

However, the Lion King doesn't remember who Bedivere is. He just thinks this silver-haired knight is very familiar, but he can't remember that there is such a character among his Knights of the Round Table.

He gave a certain degree of affirmation and respect to the Lord of Chaldea for being able to come before him.

However, it was the white-haired prophet who chose to meet him with swords, which attracted the lion king's attention the most.

"Sill, do you still disagree with me?" The Lion King stood up, and when his eyes fell on the white-haired prophet, it was like a green leaf covered with frost, which seemed to be shrouded in the sun's rays, and it melted slightly a little.

Although only a little, the temperature difference from sub-zero temperature to above-zero temperature is obvious enough.

"Yes, I still disagree." Hilgna met the sighing eyes of the Lion King, and said calmly and firmly: "Humans have not yet reached the point where they have to do this! What's more, what you have done is not promises." Ya’s Ark is not a paradise, but a human tombstone, a museum! That’s not protection and continuation at all!”

"It seems that it is useless to talk too much." The Lion King said, "In matters concerning the people, you have always been a person who has made a decision and never looked back."

"It just so happens, so do I." The Lion King even curled up his lips at this moment, although the arc was so subtle that it couldn't be called a smile at all: "Come on, Hill, let's see if your skills and my skills have changed in the past thousand years. Back off!"

If Fujimaru Tachibana were to describe this battle, even she would have to think for a while before she could give a reply that was by no means detailed: "It's very bright and brilliant, I never thought there would be such a thing." battle."

The Lion King in the holy capital is invincible, because the holy capital is his weapon, the holy gun, and similarly, Hilgna is the prophet Moses, here is the kingdom built by the people he led, and in the holy capital Jerusalem , Hilgna is the god who walks on the ground.

When a sharp spear and a strong shield collide, how will the winner be determined?

The heroic spirits and human beings who were on the sidelines could see that they were evenly matched. The clear sound made when the weapons collided, and the whirlwind that was stirred up at the same time, even if they wanted to intervene, they really couldn't find a gap.

Hilgna was able to fight the Lion King on his own, and logically speaking, their side should have the upper hand, but Bedivere's face became more and more dignified as time went by.

"It's going to be bad if this continues! The Lion King is delaying time!"

"What?!" Fujimaru Tachibana widened his eyes in astonishment, and asked in puzzlement, "Why—ah!"

She also realized why.

The Lion King took a step back, suspended the offensive, and calmly said to the intruders: "When you invaded the holy capital, I had already activated the treasure. My ideal."

"And when the holy gun is activated, even its owner cannot stop it."

It was Hilgner who added this sentence, and he said with a wry smile: "It seems that you have already prepared."

"After all, the opponent is you. If you don't make some preparations in advance, I will lose."

The Lion King held the holy spear in his hand and placed it casually by his side: "Do you want to continue fighting now? Hill, before this place turns into a tower of the end, don't you want to chat anymore? There's a little time."

Hilgna sighed softly, dissipating the weapon in his hand.

"I won't fight anymore. Even if I knock you down, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop it." As he said this, his face was as calm as ever.

There was mist in Fujimaru Tachibana's eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Is this world really going to be destroyed..."

"It won't be destroyed." At this moment, Bedivere took a step forward, showing determination on his handsome face.

"My lord, I will return the holy sword that I failed to return to you here!"

Gentle white light surrounded Bedivere, and his right arm was made of the sword of the oath of victory. When he took it off, it meant that Bedivere's human body would also completely collapse.

But at the same time, King Arthur took up the holy spear as a weapon because he lost the holy sword.

The brilliance of the holy sword engulfed Bedivere and the Lion King at the same time, but Bedivere's plan to die with the Lion King did not come true.

This is the interior of the Holy Lance, and the Lion King, as its master, possesses the characteristic that he will never die no matter what.

"Is everything over..." Fujimaru Tachibana wiped away tears, and subconsciously looked at Hilgna.

"Arthur, have I told you that after parting with you, are there any close friends and partners I know?" Hilgna didn't hold any weapon at the moment, and he said softly as if talking to an old friend who had been reunited for a long time.

"Osman Diaz was a very powerful pharaoh, but he was very considerate and unreserved towards his friends."

After a pause, the voice of the white-haired prophet continued to sound: "And I will respond to every request."

When Hilgna walked towards the Lion King, he patted Mash and Tachibana Fujimaru lightly on the back.

"Get out of here, Tachibana. This place is about to collapse."

The Lion King's expression froze, and he suddenly looked up, and found a resplendent and majestic pyramid on the holy capital.

"It's the treasure of Ramses II!" Matthew exclaimed.

Osman Diaz's Noble Phantasm had a strong collision with this holy city, preventing the holy spear that was about to become the tower of the end from launching.

The earth-shattering shock enveloped the entire holy capital, and those who were still fighting and fighting were knocked to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

Ramses II never let his best friend down.

The Lion King's complexion became ugly: "Is that Pharaoh in the desert - he can make a move!"

The launch of the Holy Lance was blocked by the pharaoh's treasure, and it would take at least three days to start charging again.

If it was the previous holy capital, three days would be very short.

But obviously, at the moment when the knights of the Lion King are being wiped out, neither Hilgna nor the rebels will give him this time.

"That's all." The Lion King sat back on his throne and sighed softly.

"The Tower of the End can no longer be opened, but Master of Chaldea, you have to remember that you have chosen a more difficult path, and what you will face is more difficult than me at this moment, than all the heroic spirits." All risk an ugly future."

"I've already got this realization. I will save the world, save humanity, and find a way for everyone to laugh and live!"

The Lion King looked at the orange-haired girl for a while, and said to Hilgna, "I probably understand why you look at her differently."

"Get out of here, Master of Chaldea. The holy capital will soon collapse and disappear with me. You have won—tell those people."

The Lion King watched the subservient and the savior leave the hall, and he leaned back in his chair. After fighting for so long, he was actually a little tired.

"I really want to hear what happened after you and I parted ways... However, as the 'I' that shouldn't exist, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again in the future."

The Lion King looked up at the Prophet who was standing quietly, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Before you disappear, can you hold my hand again like before?"

"Ah, of course." The white-haired prophet sat on the throne and held the hand that had begun to grow cold.

The Lion King—no, it was King Arthur who held Hilgna's hand, rubbed it gently on his cheek, and then pressed his slightly warm lips to the slender and distinct ring finger.

The tired king rested his head on the white-haired prophet's lower abdomen, resting on his lap and gradually fell into a dark and sweet dreamland, until the pure white holy city and his body turned into particles of light that dissipated everywhere like melting snow.

Fujimaru Tachibana and Matthew walked among these white light particles, saw the fallen corpses, and also saw the aborigines who survived and cheered enthusiastically: "We have won!".

Now that the singularity has been repaired, the heroic spirits who were summoned to this era gradually began to disappear.

Arash looked at the high tower in the holy capital, and said softly: "This time, I finally protected you to the end."

After Osman Diaz cast the Noble Phantasm, he could no longer maintain his form and disappeared first.

When Da Vinci saw Fujimaru Tachibana and Matthew supporting each other back to the camp, which were dusty and wounded, he hurried forward to support them.

But the Pharaoh left something for Fujimaru Tachibana.

Fujimaru Tachibana, who was finally able to sit down to rest and catch his breath, looked at the brooch handed over by Da Vinci, his hands trembling so much that he almost couldn't hold this expensive jewelry that seemed to make his heart pound.

"This, what is this?!" Whether it is the workmanship or design, or the sapphire that is almost half the size of a palm, it is enough to show its rarity and preciousness, not to mention that this is the pharaoh who has countless treasures It was given by the king!

"It was His Majesty the Pharaoh who asked you to accept it." Da Vinci patted the orange-haired girl with envy on his face: "And Mr. Silgner also put a blessing spell on this brooch, saying that it is ok It’s okay to let you run seven more singularities unscathed and refreshed.”

"Mr. Hill's technique is still there..." Fujimaru Tachibana was only glad that he was able to sit down, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if his legs were weak because of it.

But she was just an ordinary girl before she became the master of Chaldea, right?Suddenly received such a precious treasure, and also the blessing bestowed by the saint 'Moses', Fujimaru Tachibana felt that he might be able to walk sideways.

Da Vinci looked at Fujimaru Tachibana who had regained his composure and couldn't put it down. He decided to tell the smirking orange-haired girl later that the pharaoh left a word before disappearing.

"—Tell Yu's courtiers, remember to use this brooch as a medium to summon Yu and Hill together!"

Well, let's talk about it later.

end

Hilgna stood in the holy capital that had been restored to its original state, and his body gradually faded from the gaze of the Chaldean group until it became translucent like a ghostly pearl.

Hilgna did end his long journey, but it just changed from a constant wandering to a stop in Jerusalem.

"Lord Musa, are you alright?" the mountain man asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine, I just returned to my original state." Hilgna turned his head and smiled at Wang Hassan, but the smile disappeared soon.

"After the holy capital was restored, I went to the underground tomb to check." The white-haired prophet's voice was full of inexplicable sigh and helplessness.

"Solomon's tomb is empty."

There is no trace of being forcibly broken by external force, as if the person lying in it suddenly wakes up in a long sleep, and then leaves quietly by itself.

"Then, the one who wants to destroy humanity must be confirmed to be Solomon the Magic King." The man on the mountain narrowed his eyes coldly and asked in a low voice.

"No, I still feel that there may be some clues that I haven't discovered." Hilgner shook his head, "Solomon will not do such a thing that destroys human reason, I believe him."

Hilgner closed his eyes and made up his mind.

"I'm leaving here. At least, I have to find out who is doing this in the name of Solomon."

There was a cold smile on the face of the white-haired prophet: "Then, I want to let him know how serious the consequences are if he annoys me!"

——Of course my children can only be bullied by me!

A certain magic king who had no idea what happened to the sixth singularity shuddered in the Temple of Time.

Although he shouldn't be shivering as a human king, but the direct effect on the soul, as if he was being targeted by a curse, made the magic king wait for a long time, and even slowed down his actions. a while.

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