I'm in Fuyuki, there's a group chat, I'm hiding

The surrounding eyes are all staring at Geng Yuan at this moment, some are anxious, some are curious, some are speechless, some are praising and some are annoyed.

Geng Yuan stepped on her footsteps, her arms straddling her thighs glowed with purple light.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Ridiculous jokes.

... Diarmuid was choked by Geng Yuan's black humor for a while.

He couldn't help laughing, brushed the ends of his hair with his right hand, and held the demon-breaking red rose in his left hand: "Is that so?"

To deal with ordinary people, he didn't want to use Huang Qiangwei, especially when he knew that fighting was just a meaningless act nowadays, there was no need to intentionally hurt others.

Gao Jie, integrity.

Diarmuid contains the qualities that a knight should have.

Geng Yuan also nodded with a smile, and the confrontational two fought head-on.

——Then... Let's begin.

With the sound of "哗啦啦", a series of silver iron chains fell from the inside of his sleeves, making the cold night even more shady.

Diarmuid held the red demon-destroying gun, showing a free and easy smile unreservedly.

The atmosphere is dignified and oppressive, getting heavier——

Until an inadvertent moment, there was the sound of gravel falling to the ground, and both of them tightened their weapons and rushed forward.

The eve of the collision between the purple-blue edge and the scorching red fire.

A black shadow leaped down from the top of the warehouse, pinpointed the position, and a red sword emerged out of thin air—she grabbed the weapon, and instead of slashing conventionally, she chose to swing it down from the sky with a whip-like action. The call of the fire dragon.

"I said, if you beat me like this, you don't take me seriously, do you?" She yelled, but her eyes were fixed on Geng Yuan unswervingly.

The scorching air wave with the flames soaring into the sky directly hit the center of the two, forcing the two to retreat a little.

An unexpected figure appeared on the battlefield, and she clicked her tongue in displeasure: "Fighting...how could I be missing!"

And ah...

The long sword rubbed against the scorching fire was swung forward, skipping the bangs in front of Diarmuid's forehead, only a short distance away from his handsome face.

"This man can only be my prey, get it, Lancer!" Mordred spit on the ground angrily: "If you dare to snatch my prey, then I will kill you!"

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The book about whores that appeared tonight is too good, chapter 4 is off the shelves, and I'm still looking forward to what will happen in the future.

But it was written by Yukino, this is really...

This chapter is 3k words.

By the way, once again, the bounty is still open.

Rewards return to routine (accumulate 5k points for one update)

Blade returns to normal (accumulate 80 updates)

Finally, send a reader group QR code.

Everyone who is interested joins the group.

Finally, I would like to ask, who do you think is the best portrayal of the current heroine, and who is the least portrayed.

Group members, who do you think you like the most (referring to the number of appearances and chat content in the article).

Are these questions easy to answer?

Then I have one last question.

Can it take off?

Can this wave be super god?

If super gods can't even be super gods, what's the point?

PS——I am stunned. Looking at that book, I suddenly had some wonderful ideas. Although I will definitely not write them out, I really thought of a lot of very novel things, which is really interesting.

Chapter 46. The Glory of the Father

——Your father was never my stupid imperial sister, but a man named Geng Yuan.

——He was the Master of Assassin in this Holy Grail War.

——Is this roaring gesture a disbelief in what the queen mother said?

——Then open your eyes and take a good look, no matter you, your brothers and sisters have those black stars on your body, this is the only gift your father gave you before he left, silly boy!

Mordred gritted his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead were completely popped out - standing so close, the game between the two sides was definitely not a quick decision.

"How can it be repaired!!!" The rebellious knight vented and shouted, and the red thunder blade rushed head-on, but was resisted and subsided by the red spear.

Clang!

There was fire splashing down.

The buzzing of weapons colliding, Lancer's long spear swung in the air and turned into a red hurricane, and the yellow rose lying on the side of his foot shot out like lightning with his sensitive foot, hitting Berserker's face with a swishing sound .

"It's a pleasure to fight with you, Berserker, but you're in a bad mood." Lancer reminded him with a gentleman's manner, but Berserker turned his head to avoid the yellow gun and met him again.

Chi Xiao, who was slashing in the face, was blocked by Hong Qiang again, but because of the difference in strength and muscle strength, Diarmuiduo did not fight recklessly——

He turned his body around, cleverly avoiding Mordred's clumsy straight cut: "Calm down a little bit."

Diarmuid didn't want to be entangled with the inexplicable venter for too long. He turned sideways and kicked the plate armor on Mordred's chest lightly with his ankle. His figure was like a black lightning bolt, and he was ghostly and swift.

calm! ?

What calm! ?

Mordred's eyes were bloodshot, she snorted coldly, her mood became more and more irritable, Lancer's right foot kicked across seemed to slow down several times in her line of sight - all of this can be easily seen through!

Saber face special skills - intuition.

"Whispering! A guy like you who is born to be loved by your parents, what right do you have to tell me to stop calmly!" Instead of hiding, she grabbed Diarmuid's right foot and threw it to the ground.

Diarmuid didn't miss this opportunity either, the red gun in his right hand went straight to Mordred's throat with a flick of his arm——

Even if he was dodged by intuition again, Berserker's shoulder was lightly bruised.

At the same time, with the heavy fall to the ground, Diarmuid fell to the ground with his back down, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

But he immediately turned over and stood on the ground, jumped back to take the first blow and was thrown far away from Huang Qiangwei, staring at the trembling voice covering his shoulders vigilantly: "Are you sober enough, Berserker, you are definitely not someone who cannot communicate. , It must be because of some reason that I lost control of my emotions."

A guy born with a loving parent...

... Geng Yuan, who was pushed aside to watch, suddenly understood something, he unconsciously touched the star mark on the back of his neck.

--It's bad..

"You bastard!!" Mordred wiped the blood stains on his right shoulder, his eyes were full of violence and heavy, and the right shoulder of her armor was temporarily eliminated by the stabbing of the red rose.

She glanced at the man in the 'spectator stand', and then thought about what her mother had said—and then thought of Gawain and Agravin's distressed expressions when they saw her say that he was King Arthur's son...

"Damn it, I will never forgive you!" She roared at Lancer, but it was self-evident who the loud shout was directed at.

Diarmuid frowned - he didn't like this feeling full of inexplicable hatred.

Should I even say..

worthy of pity.

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The roaring sound is the shattered stepstones under the feet, and countless scattered stones are all scattered.

But even a street was destroyed and collapsed by the battle between the two, and there was no complete place in the whole street.

Whether it is the master who is in it, or the idlers who look on indifferently, they are all shocked by this fight.

'Is this the strength of a follower? ?Even if there is only a 3-star Diarmuid...Huh?Why can 3 stars be on par with 5 stars? ? Alice Fell couldn't help being stunned when she was amazed: "I remember... Isn't the Samsung card only silver?"

This..

The corners of Saber's mouth collapsed, and she said seriously with a straight face: "Master! The strength of a servant can never be compared with star ratings, and Lord Mordred—after all, she is at the bottom of the famous knights of the round table ...If Tristan/Gao Wen and even Lance...Mr. Lott are the three, I think this situation will not be there."

not to mention...

This man really has two brushes.

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Not far from the warehouse.

The wandering black and purple mist condensed into a blood-red eyeball.

In the Matou House in the old city, Morgan, who has dealt with all the dirty things, has already supported the entire magic workshop—the magic enchantment that contains the meaning of water attribute protection is covered by dim shadows.

Blood vessel-like lines crawled across the entire room, the walls and even the ground, like the beating heart of a living creature.

Morgan leaned against the side of the room, and she stared at the scene in the crystal-framed mirror with a chuckle, staring at Mordred's mad and irrational expression.

"Hehe, that's right, Mordred, vent your anger."

She smiled sweetly, and her sexy husky voice was full of gloom—as if the child in the camera had nothing to do with her.

"Only by venting your mind like this, Kite will definitely save you when she has to...Nizi, don't you really want to get your father's love? Now show it to your mother."

The excessively ruthless sneer added another layer of gloom to this dark night.

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"Xine!!"

Every inch of Berserker's exposed skin was filled with crimson fighting energy, and the long sword in front of the fist was continuously accumulated with magic power, which was dissolved by Diarmuid's red rose again and again.

Everyone knew that this unreasonable Berserker could be easily taken away as long as Diarmuid was a little bit cruel.

People who have no will to fight and no fighting skills are the easiest to defeat.

But Lancer didn't do that, he was gentle and serious as a sparring partner on the premise that the master didn't give the order to die.

Taking advantage of the lady's anger to sneak attack is against his heart.

Rao is like this, with Diarmuid's warning counterattacks again and again.

Berserker's blood began to pour from the edge of the armor, but she was still venting, attacking without reason.

—That's it, Lancer.Your humanitarianism is already in place. For the irrational beast, the best way is to directly expel her from this unreasonable vent.

A faint response resounded in the sky, and it was so noisy that it was hard to distinguish where it came from—this was because of the increased interference effect.

But everyone knows that this is Kenneth expressing his opinion.

At this point, Diarmuid sighed sadly: "Sorry."

The red spear, which had been used to resist protection, was skillfully picked, and the red flames on his face disappeared again. The yellow rose held in his left hand no longer held back and swung forward, just like a spirit snake coming out of a hole to attack Berserker without protection. neck.

That orange long spear... For some reason, it gradually became a microcosm in Mordred's eyes.

She thought of her younger self asking Morgan why the other kids had fathers—

She heard her mother, who had always been indifferent and terrifying, show more terrifying methods again——

She found out that she was a clone and her father was Arthur—

She obviously has memories from childhood to adulthood, but her mother is constantly persuading and hypnotizing her——

she was--

"Farewell, Berserker." Diarmuid's expression was heavy, but he still fulfilled his duty as a Servant, and the gun in his left hand stabbed straight at Berserker's neck.

Mordred didn't respond, or the phantom in front of her eyes prevented her from counterattacking and slowed down her speed.

She seemed to see a lot of things, but she couldn't see anything—the instinct triggered her and she didn't have much thought of dodging.

What am I...

Suddenly, the sound of chains rang in my ears.

With a wave of purple-blue magic power, the unstoppable yellow gun was thrown far away with the sound of weapons colliding.