Text: Chapter 3: Heroic Spirits
In the moonlight, next to the street lamp, in a lawn in the park, Wang Zhiran was using a thick branch he had picked up, bending over, destroying the greenery on the ground.
"Zhiran, what are you doing on the lawn?" Gui on the side said to Wang Zhiran: "It is very immoral to destroy the greenery!"
Wang Zhiran stood up and explained, "I'm drawing a magic circle. Gui, look, how about the circle I drawn?"
Looking at the "magic circle" painted by Wang Zhiran, Gui frowned and asked, "Zhiran, are you sure that this is exactly the same thing as the half-broken egg is the magic circle?"
"Eh, Gui, the one you said was the one I drew wrong before," Wang Zhiran threw away the branch in his hand, pointed to the pattern on the ground and said, "This is the real magic circle." ”
Gui followed Wang Zhiran's fingers and looked over, and sure enough, he saw a decent magic circle, this magic circle was a circle with a capital English letter "A" in the middle, but ......
"Zhiran, is your circle too small?" Gui pointed to the small pattern with a diameter of only ten centimeters and said, "What kind of heroic spirit can be summoned by such a small circle?"
I used to want to draw a big circle, but unfortunately I drew it crookedly, and it turned out to be a broken egg in your mouth!
Thinking of this, Wang Zhiran immediately slapped his swollen face and became fat, and explained with a serious face: "Gui, you have to remember that the key to the magic circle is not in the size, but in the function. As long as it's useful, size doesn't matter!"
"Oh. ”
Gui nodded incomprehensibly.
Actually, I don't believe it myself! But I still have to do the right thing. So, Wang Zhiran put the "holy relics", that is, the old bracelets that his grandfather gave him, into this "magic circle".
Thinking of this, Wang Zhiran recited aloud the mantra that his teacher had taught: "Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty!"
As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew, this wind came very suddenly, and it was also very strong, it seemed that the magic circle had been activated!
"Yikes!"
I only heard Katsura scream and suppressed my short skirt that was almost blown up by the wind, and then, there was no more.
Because this wind is a natural wind, it has no special effect, leaving only Wang Zhiran, who has an embarrassed face, standing in place stupidly.
"Zhiran, the magic circle didn't respond. Gui reminded him.
Gui, your reminder will only make me even more useless!
Wang Zhiran forced a smile and said seriously: "It was just an experiment just now, my teacher taught me a lot of spells, there must be one that can be used, look at it!"
"The cherry blossoms gather my heart all over the ground, and the dances are flying and praying for each other!"
The circle did not respond.
"The electric light that beats at your fingertips is my immortal faith in this life!"
The circle did not respond.
"The rags stirred by your fingertips are the waves that have been crushed in my life!"
The circle still didn't react in the slightest!
Feeling Gui's gaze on the side, Wang Zhiran, who couldn't hold his face anymore, became anxious, and immediately took out the spell at the bottom of the box:
"Listen to me, hurry up and activate it for me! Otherwise, I'll send you to the Internet Addiction Treatment Center and ask Professor Yang to let you taste what electric shock therapy is!"
This spell is the ultimate spell taught to him by Wang Zhiran's teacher, no matter how awesome the magic circle is, it will be activated immediately after hearing this spell!
Sure enough, under the strong threat of electric shock treatment, the small magic circle with a diameter of only ten centimeters was immediately instigated, oh no, it was activated!
I saw the light of the magic circle shoot into the bracelet, causing the bracelet to bloom with a dazzling red light!
Red represents courage, blood, determination, unafraid of sacrifice, indomitable fighting spirit, and more importantly, the justice in the heart, and the firm will to fight to the end for the justice in the heart!
At that moment, Wang Zhiran felt a scorching soul and had a connection with himself, and the heroic spirit had been summoned!
What is a heroic spirit, a heroic spirit is the existence of a hero whose great deeds have been left as a legend after death and have become the object of faith.
Therefore, a Heroic Spirit can be a person who has existed in history, or a fictional character, as long as he (she) can leave a legend and become a hero in the faith, then he (she) will become a Heroic Spirit!
When the light dissipated, the bracelet that had been placed on the circle was gone, and in its place was a figure, the summoned Heroic Spirit.
This Heroic Spirit is a woman, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a set of red close-fitting armor, but the style is completely different from the armor known on Earth, and even the material of the armor does not look like metal, at least Wang Zhiran can't tell it.
Wang Zhiran also noticed that on the left hand of this heroic spirit, there was a bracelet that was exactly the same as the holy relic, but the bracelet in the hand of the heroic spirit was brand new.
However, when Wang Zhiran saw the face of this heroic spirit, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, this heroic spirit's appearance was willowy and phoenix-eyed, very beautiful. However, her waist-length hair and eyes are red, and how can she be exactly the same color as Gui?
At this point, Wang Zhiran couldn't help but glance back, and was looking at his Gui with big watery eyes.
At this time, this heroic spirit spoke to Wang Zhiran: "Are you my master?"
Hearing Ying Ling's question, Wang Zhiran immediately looked at Ying Ling, pointed to himself, and said, "That's right, it's me, my name is Wang Zhiran, and the person standing next to me is called Gui, and she is my assistant." ”
"Wang ...... Zhi Ran? ”
This heroic spirit looked at Wang Zhiran's face, glanced at Gui again, and smiled, the smile was so beautiful, making Wang Zhiran feel that this was a mother smiling at her child.
Wang Zhiran asked, "Can you introduce yourself?"
The Heroic Spirit replied, "I don't have a name, my rank is ......"
"Avenger!" Wang Zhiran blurted out, "I saw the A-mark on your left chest." ”
Heroic Spirit looked down and saw that there was indeed a silver ring with a diameter of ten centimeters on his left chest, and there was a capital letter "A" in the ring.
"That's right, that's my rank," the Avenger laughed, "Master, you can call me an Avenger." ”
"Well, okay, Avenger," Wang Zhiran said with a smile, "Then you can introduce your abilities." ”
"Ability, do you mean my Noble Phantasm?"
"Phantasm, what is this?"
The Avenger smiled, "Master, it seems that you don't know much about the Heroic Spirits. As the ultimate armament of the Heroic Spirit, the miracle of materialization is the proof of the hero held by the Heroic Spirit. And my treasure is it. ”
With that, the Avenger raised her right hand, and a sword appeared in her hand. The hilt of this sword is thirty centimeters long, and the gauntlet is fifty centimeters long, and judging by its size, the sword appears to be a two-handed sword.
But what made Wang Zhiran feel strange was that the sword body of this sword was extremely short, only twenty centimeters long by visual inspection, and the material of the sword body felt like a piece of red crystal, this thing is a weapon?
Wang Zhiran's puzzled expression all fell into the eyes of the avenger, and she only heard her laugh and say, "Master, my treasure name is: Vengeance Blade." It's a treasure that can't be used on Earth. ”
"This thing, can't be used on Earth?"
Wang Zhiran looked at the treasure in the Avenger's hand, the size and proportion were completely out of proportion, and obviously didn't believe her words.
The Avenger didn't care about Wang Zhiran's questioning, calmly took back the treasure, and continued to explain to Wang Zhiran: "As a Heroic Spirit Servant, the moment I was summoned, I was already endowed with the knowledge that this era should have, so you don't have to worry that I will be stupid because of common sense. ”
"Oh, that's great. Wang Zhiran smiled: "I don't need to explain a bunch of current common sense to you." ”
However, just when Wang Zhiran was smiling, the Avenger said amazingly:
"But, Master, you don't seem to have the knowledge of the Holy Grail War. ”
"Alas!"
Wang Zhiran's smiling face froze suddenly, and the change in his expression made Gui, who was standing on the side, cover his mouth and laugh.
Just listen to the Avenger explain: "As the heroic spirits who participated in the Holy Grail War, they all have the ability to perceive each other. Among the Heroic Spirits, only the Assassin rank has the ability to hide its own "Breath Blocking", which can be hidden by other Heroes. Other than that, I can sense it. ”
Speaking of this, the Avenger stretched out his right hand, pointed to his right, and said, "For example, right now, I feel that multiple Heroic Spirits are appearing in that direction. Shouldn't we go there, Master?"
"Yes, yes, since the Holy Grail War requires us to defeat other Heroic Spirits and Magicians, then let's go!" Wang Zhiran immediately echoed.
However, the Avenger's words were not finished, and as she took a step, she continued: "Actually, the masters can also perceive each other through the spell, after all, where there is a master, there must also be servants, right? So, Master, do you sense that there are other Masters over there?"
I felt it. Wang Zhiran said hesitantly: "There are also many imperial masters there, aren't they." I said Avengers, let's hurry up and have a look. Of course, on the way, I also want to hear information about other rank servants. ”
"Okay. The Avenger smiled and nodded in agreement.
So, Wang Zhiran and his party walked in the direction of having other masters and servants, of course, along the way, Wang Zhiran also humbly listened to the Avenger's introduction to other ranks, and he knew a lot of things.
There are seven basic classes in the Holy Grail War: saber, Archer, Lancer, Rider, Caster, Assassin and Berserker.
However, as the Holy Grail War progressed, many special classes were created, such as Ruler, Avenger, Shielder, and Savior.
The avenger summoned by Wang Zhiran is naturally one of the special ranks. Moreover, the Avengers also said that there are not only four special classes described earlier, and that as the Holy Grail War develops, it is likely that new special classes will be born.
In this way, while talking, Wang Zhiran and his entourage saw the destination, the open space in front of a small supermarket.
There stood four men, one man and one woman on each side. And among these four people, there is a man with an ordinary figure, ordinary height, ordinary appearance, about thirty years old, and a man who exudes the smell of waste wood all over his body, which attracted Wang Zhiran's attention.
"Isn't this all sandwall, so young. Wang Zhiran couldn't help but complain: "Fifty years later, the whole sandwall is a bad old man with a scumbag on his face." ”