Chapter Thirty-Seven: Brain-dead fans are always scary

In fact, this time, Wang Yu gained far less than he imagined.

Not to mention anything else, the fact that the Knight King Artoria was not killed was already the biggest failure, and there was no one move to kill the protagonist group, and the next thing was the beware of the magician killer and the hatred of Artoria. Wang Yu's evaluation of Emiya Kiritsugu is a guy who is more dangerous than the heroic spirit, and it is enough to explain that Kang Jichuan was careful to avoid this old smoking gun when he was doing the task. And maybe there are Saber's brainless fans, and it is a headache for Master Caster Bluebeard to find fault.

Killing Lucky E's Dilumudo brother is also in the plan, and it can't be considered a special venture at all. Originally, he planned to go to Director Ken after killing Artoria, but the spearmen who were missing half of the magic power supplied by the Lord would undoubtedly kneel. As a result, a captain was killed halfway, and he didn't want him, and he had to find a solution to the problem, and it was useless to complain.

And this battle exposed his position, identity, combat power, and treasures. It's not a secret since Dilumudo appeared, but identity is a big problem, although now the attributes of the "Heroic Spirit" overwhelm the attributes of the "Bloodline", but those things related to the divine still have a damage bonus to themselves, Artoria who has the Holy Sword smiled. I hope the captain didn't resurrect the full state, otherwise it would have fun. Anyway, the combat power of madness, magic sword, and heart core have not been lifted, and the current combat power cannot be used as a reference. It's a pity that everyone will be wary of Gangenir in the future, it's a pity, it's a pity

The young man who shook his head and sighed, and used exaggerated and ridiculous movements to relieve the anger and unwillingness in his heart suddenly thought of a very interesting thing, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even worse.

"Anyway, Saber will meet Caster in a while, it must feel very cooooool to be entangled by brainless fans, or not your own brainless fans, good luck, Artoria~"

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"How's it going, okay, Saber?"

Driving a galloping steel beast in a wild manner that did not match her own image, Alice Fair's face was full of concern, but she couldn't hide the joy between her eyebrows.

Artoria, who was well acquainted with the woman's gentle nature, naturally did not think that she was gloating, which only showed that Alice Fell really liked this kind of game.

This dangerous game called "drag racing".

The roar of the motor and the pulling sensation caused by the inertia during the sharp turn made Artoria, who had not yet healed, or could not heal, feel very uncomfortable, but looking at Alice Field, she really couldn't say the words "It's very uncomfortable, Ellie, slow down".

The stereotypical knight girl sighed helplessly, and a trace of sadness that was not good at all appeared between her eyebrows: "The recovery of the spell is very effective, but I don't know why, the wound on my left hand still hasn't healed, and it affects my combat effectiveness somewhat." ”

Not only is it "somewhat affecting combat effectiveness", this is clearly a terrible wound that seals Artoria's hole card - the sword of victory of the oath.

Holding the sword with both hands symbolizes chivalry, and only in this way can the true name of the Excalibur be liberated. And now that the left hand can't be forced, it is impossible to free Excalibur at all, and the biggest hole card is easily discarded.

But Artoria just didn't want the innocent woman in front of her to worry about herself, so she deliberately concealed this very important matter, forced a smile, just wanted her to be so pure and happy all the time.

"Really, but Saber, isn't your face very good, is it really healed?"

Although she didn't want Alice Phil to find out, the strangeness in the girl's expression, who couldn't lie at all, was easily discovered by the sensitively android, which made the Knight King panic.

"Really, really, Ellie, don't worry about me, pay attention to the front!"

The embarrassed girl's wandering gaze suddenly swept to the pitch-black figure in front of the vehicle, and she didn't care about anything more, and the knight king hurriedly reminded herself of the strange situation on the royal road, so as to avoid the tragedy.

"Squeak, squeak—"

With a sharp screech of rubber tires rubbing against the ground, the Knight King rushed out of the co-pilot's seat, looking at the kneeling man with his sword in both hands.

Dressed in a strange dark blue robe, the middle-aged man was filled with a disgusting magic of despair, touching his forehead to the ground, choking and muttering to himself.

"After countless years of searching and struggling, I finally let me see you again, and this time, I will surely save you from the clutches of that ridiculous god!

"That fellow dares to kill you, I'm sure he'll make him pay!I'll save you from that ridiculous god as long as I ask the Supreme Being to come down!My light, my hope!"

"The Holy Grail is mine! It has fulfilled my wish! It is a joy to see you again, and I want to cry!

The whispered murmur gradually became high-pitched, and the middle-aged man, who seemed to be sighing something, suddenly raised his head and stretched out his hands to Saber in the distance, as if he was worshipping his own god fanatics.

The man's face can be called handsome, even if it is not as much as the late Lancer Dilumu, it is an extremely rare appearance among mortals. It's a pity that the eyes that protrude like fish eyes completely destroy this handsomeness, and his crazy yin owl is fully reflected, making Saber, who is not in good shape, even more careful.

The pride that had been hidden had been worn out by Dilumudo and Wang Hao a few times in succession, and had turned into cautious vigilance. Putting away all the arrogant knights, the unidentified man shouted:

"Who are you!

As if the world had collapsed in an instant, the man wailed in disbelief, muddy tears streaming down his face.

"You, don't you remember who I am?! Don't you even know me who has been fighting with you for a long time?!

Saber carefully guards Alice Phil behind her, announcing her identity.

"You recognize the wrong person, I don't know you, I am the king of England, the knight king Artoria!