After being kidnapped by Tamamo, they try to fix it

If the group of magicians who have done anything to reach the root know about Van Gogh, then this will have unpredictable consequences for El-Melloi II, the director, and Chaldea.

Difficult to squeeze from the crowd to the front and Van Gogh also stood at the front without moving half a step.

The tightly clenched fists and the low corners of the mouth undoubtedly told Fujimaru Tatsuka that she was very angry.

And Tachika Fujimaru also gently wrapped Van Gogh's fist with his hand to signal her to calm down a little.

Two white-clothed men wearing the slogan "No Oil Exploitation" kept searching for something in their backpacks. Fujimaru Tateka couldn't help but wondered if the British security guards were soft-fed, and how long it had been since they hadn't come.

While thinking about it, Van Gogh's body trembled suddenly, and he wanted to rush out almost in rage, but Fujimaru Tateka pulled him back with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Looking again, the red liquid on the "Sunflower" that was originally hanging on the wall dripped continuously on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of ketchup.

"Let go! Let go!"

Van Gogh, who was constantly struggling, wanted to break free from the shackles of Fujimaru Tachika, and his soft blond hair was also turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wait a minute Van Gogh, don't forget this is London, there are magicians everywhere!"

Instead of communicating on the surface, they chose to use sound transmission magic.Although Van Gogh knew what Fujimaru Tatsuka was worried about, she couldn't just watch "Sunflower" suffer such a treatment.

The two men also noticed Van Gogh who was being hugged by Tatsuka Fujimaru, and Van Gogh's excited expression gave them initial results in their protest that they thought was theirs.

So, it started to get worse.

Spinach juice, mashed potatoes... as long as the things in the backpack were constantly smeared on the painting, Van Gogh also bit into Fujimaru Tachika's tiger's mouth in anger.

But even so, Fujimaru Tachika still didn't let go, after all, he was responsible to Van Gogh.

"Van Gogh, calm down! I am also very angry, but even if you rush up, you will only expose your whereabouts! I will provide you with magic power, so that you can curse them away from the crowd!"

Van Gogh did not let go, but stared at the two unscrupulous humans in front of him, their appearances had been completely engraved in Van Gogh's mind.

Sensing that Van Gogh in his arms gradually settled down, Tachika Fujimaru immediately took Van Gogh away from the scene.

But in order for Van Gogh to see the intact sunflowers, he did not leave the gallery immediately.

I found a place where I could close the door and stayed there. Before putting Van Gogh down and locking the door, Van Gogh, who had broken free from Fujimaru Tachika's shackles, immediately wanted to rush out again.

The moment Van Gogh pushed open the door, Fujimaru Tateka grabbed her hand and pressed her against the wall again. The original blond hair had completely turned white at this time, and even the original rational His green pupils also turned into empty white eyes.

Now, it is dominated by the maddened Clytie, and there is also some Van Gogh's madness.

Fujimaru Tateka understands the feeling of being trampled on hard work. When Chaldea was taken back by the people led by the Clock Tower after the rescue of Humanity was burned, Fujimaru Tateka also wanted to fight the other party as hard as he is now.

But after going through so much, Fujimaru Tachika is no longer the young boy who was originally young, and he is a little more rational than solving everything with anger.

Ignoring Clytie's sharp jagged teeth, he pressed his face against the wall.

The fusion of bodily fluids is the transformation of magic power. The original magic power of Fujimaru Tachika, which was full of impurities, has also become a nearly perfect quality of magic power with the help of the root formula, and Clytie, who fell into madness, also recovered his mind under the transmission of magic power .

Clytie, who regained his consciousness, did not push Fujimaru Tachika away immediately, but used this continuous magic power to lock the two thugs who were resisting the guards in the gallery.

"Curse you, curse you, curse you! Turn into nutrients and disappear like garbage!"

Following Clytie van Gogh's whispers, the two people fighting with the guards far in front of "Sunflower" were also shocked, and then fell back with blank eyes.

The guard who was pinned to the ground also took the opportunity to pin him down, but for some reason, his knee sank like he did with a slime.

And those two rebels were also killed by the guards in front of everyone's eyes. Only Clytie Van Gogh knew that their inner beings had long been turned into the nutrients of sunflowers and disappeared without a trace.

This is the real [Curse of the Sunflower A]

Van Gogh, who walked out of the main gallery, looked at Tatsuka Fujimaru apologetically. Thanks to Tatsuka Fujimaru, his wish to appreciate "Sunflower" was realized.

And as night fell, Van Gogh knew that it was most appropriate for the day's appointment to end now.

"Today, thank you..."

Of course, Fujimaru Tachika knew why Van Gogh thanked him, and put his hand on Van Gogh's head skillfully and smiled.

"Next time, don't be so impulsive. If you need anything, please contact me. My phone number is..."

After asking for the contact method, Van Gogh bid farewell to Fujimaru Tachika with excitement, and Fujimaru Tachika who was walking on the road to find Tamaza also stopped.

"It's snowing? It shouldn't be..."

At this time, on the London Bridge, Albion quietly looked into the distance and gradually curled up his body.

The pupil of the dragon reflects the aurora of the North Pole, but the future he wants to see is still dark.

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Snow in March is not uncommon in the UK. After all, the aurora belonging to the North Pole can still be seen near the Arctic Ocean.

At this time, Fujimaru Tachika once again returned to wandering aimlessly, and the mobile phone he had brought with him when he went out had long since run out of battery.

"Damn... Where did I go?"

Sitting by the river, Fujimaru Tachika sighed involuntarily while looking at the London Museum on the other side.

In the past, I used to charge my mobile phone before going out, so I have long since lost the habit of carrying a power bank when I go out, but now it seems that this habit is a little bit bad.

"Am I being spoiled by Tamamo?"

At this time, Fujimaru Tachika realized that many things seemed to depend on Tamamo, and he only needed to say a few good words to make her busy willingly.

I always feel that it is the guilt towards Tamamo-mae after dating Van Gogh, and the guilt towards Tamamo-mae in my heart is also increasing.

In this regard, Fujimaru Tatsuka is also determined to change something.

"But this snow... why is it getting bigger and bigger?"

No matter how normal this is in this extreme north, Fujimaru Tachika always felt that the snow was not normal.

Looking around, trying to find the culprit that caused this situation, but in the end they found nothing.

"Illusion?"

Fujimaru Tachika couldn't help doubting her own perception, but she could feel a bit of sadness from the snow.

At the same time, the Pendragon King's Court Clubhouse is said to be a clubhouse, but it is actually a very large hotel.

Arturia was sitting in front of the round table, holding her head in her hands and looking around seriously, while the knights of the round table were standing by the wall and had no chance to sit down.

"Everyone, what's your opinion on Morgan's defense of Britain?"

The first person to look at was the Lion King, who was himself, and the latter said in a low voice while folding his hands.

"Since she wants to fight, then fight! As a king, what you get cannot be taken away!"

The Lion King's answer made Artoria very satisfied, because even she thought so.

It's just that due to the interference of that witch, Fujimaru Tachika has not been summoned until now.

"Speaking of which, Lord Mordred hasn't returned yet?"

Asking again, the Knights of the Round Table standing by the wall couldn't help swallowing their saliva. After all, it would be rebellious not to attend this king's meeting...

"Sir Mordred? I think she should still be under Morgan's command. King of Knights, you don't need to care about this anymore. As a created existence, she has her own destination."

"Unless...you want to crush her again..."

The Lion King Alter said in a deep voice, compared to the Lion King, Alter has a calmer and more brutal character.

"Well, well, I think Lord Mordred just wants to be praised...something..."

Lily's words made all Artoria present look in her direction. Artoria couldn't accept the rebellious knight Mordred and Morgan who used his own blood to create Mordred from the bottom of their hearts.

Ever since Morgan had an unreasonable desire for the title of king, everything about her was put on the list of threats to Britain by Artoria.

As for Lily who was speaking for Morgan like this, should she be called naive or kind?

Arturia sighed, and at first she was really taken aback when she saw Lily appearing with her, but as she got more and more vests, this feeling was gradually wiped away by the holy sword.

On the other hand, Lily tilted her head and couldn't understand why her eyes were looking at her, but she still clasped her hands together and praised Mordred's merits.

Of course, if Mordred was here, he would definitely hug Lily and say...

"Young father Sai Gao!!!"

"Hey hey hey!!! Quickly, let me down, Lord Mordred! So many people are watching..."

Sadly, this is reality.

As the door was pushed open, the scene just now appeared in front of everyone, but the Artorias didn't make a sound to stop them, but let Mordred rub against Lily's body non-stop.

In fact, Mordred was not late. He and Morgan asked for leave early in the morning and came to Wangting Hotel when they knew that the King's Conference was about to start.

But whether it was the communication before the meeting or the discussion after the meeting, they all confirmed their title as a rebellious knight.

Every time he talked about himself, Mordred always wanted to bring out Lancelot and say that he was also a traitor, why should he only talk about himself.

But such thoughts were extinguished after a while.

Mordred, who was hugged by Lily, was in a very happy mood, because his mother praised him during the day, and his father also praised him at night!Although he is a young father, he is not in the way!

"Sure enough, the young father is an angel..."

Mordred also knew a thing or two about the reason why such an angel became the knight king who only knew how to protect Britain.

So now Mordred has no idea of ​​seizing the sword and the throne, only...

"Fathers, please talk first! My young father and I went to see a magic show! Bye~"

"Wait! Let me down!"

So, in public, Mordred picked up Lily and disappeared in front of the closed gate.

In this regard, the already boring royal court meeting became even more boring.

"That... I'm not late, am I?"

A very reliable voice came from the door, and the Artorias who were discussing what to have for dinner looked at the door again.

"Arthur? Aren't you supposed to be in Avalon?"

Arthur, who was fully armed, also scratched his head in embarrassment. It couldn't be said that it was because Meili escaped from Avalon with Merlin's help, right?

"Well, Merlin called me to tell you that he paid for everything tonight..."

Arthur hadn't realized how much trouble he would cause to bankrupt Merlin, and now, a black, red and blue light broke through the hotel window.

"I smell food!"

"Hmph, how can there be so many Sabers without my Saber killer! Let me talk about it first, the food Moda Moda!"

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As night fell, Albion also lost interest in looking at the aurora.

Standing up slowly, the top of the London Bridge, which is nearly [-] meters high, is as flat as walking on the ground, and then because of a gust of cold wind, the body loses its stability and falls downward.

What puzzled Albion even more was that his wings were sealed and completely lost the ability to fly.

"Oh, I can only help you here, Fujimaru, please thank me very much~"

"Merlin, BiSi! Fu!"

Chapter 210 Albion's Change

Walking by the river, Fujimaru Tachika felt a little unclear, as if something was waiting for him next.

Just when Fujimaru Tachika felt that he was too tired during this period or it was an illusion caused by Van Gogh's ingestion of too much magic power, the sound of breaking through the sky came to his ears.

Looking up, Albion, who was wearing a uniform, was falling from above at an extremely fast speed, and the target was himself.

"Master? Get out of the way! You will be smashed to death!"

Not to mention that Albion in human form only weighs less than 20kg, but even if he wanted to leave at this rate of decline, it was already too late...

I didn't wait for Fujimaru Tachika to react, or in other words, Fujimaru Tachika didn't intend to make any reaction from the very beginning.

After all, Albion will fall to the ground no matter whether he moves forward or backward, but if he stands still and looks up at the other side...

Albion will land safely...

Long before landing, he closed his eyes and waited for the impact of falling to the ground, but this feeling was not conveyed from the buttocks to the whole body, but was gentle and soft.

Albion, who hadn't figured out the situation, looked around in confusion, and couldn't help wondering if some elf had saved him.

But then the hand stretched out from under the eyelids made Albion jump up hastily.

"Master! You are not injured!"