Chapter 60: You're My Long-Lost Father!
"Hmm, Master, don't you need intuition training today?"
Seeing that the complex magic circles all over the stone room did not mean to brighten up at all, Wang Yu couldn't help but be a little puzzled. Recently, due to the preparation for the Holy Grail War, the daily training volume has increased significantly, and the Fire Elemental Elder, Ice Assassin, and Titan Giant are already regular visitors. But now it seems that he does not intend to continue to exercise his combat ability today.
"Well, combat premonition is not something that can be improved quickly, even if you continue to train, it will be like this in the short term. Didn't that captain of yours say, 'If you exceed three stars, you can't go to the Holy Grail War,' and it's useless to increase your strength. So today I'm going to let you learn how to exert more power with equal strength. ”
The Seven Yao Magicians nodded slightly, their faces as flat as ever.
"The intuition warrior has always been characterized by more than enough defense and insufficient offense, and this disadvantage cannot be erased until you reach the peak of your combat intuition, and you can directly 'read' or 'predict' how the attack will cause the most damage to the enemy. You're still far from that realm, so now you can only make up for it in another way. ”
Wang Hao, who had almost all the personnel information of Gensokyo in his mind, seemed to think of something and spoke hesitantly.
"You mean"
"That's right, the Red Devil Pavilion from the same country as you, although the combat effectiveness is low and the treacherous and greedy fishing in troubled waters has no sense of existence, and the work is not dedicated to the rice worm of the Red Devil Pavilion, but purely in terms of fighting skills, no one in Gensokyo can be better than it at present. ”
The Seven Yao Magic Envoy affirmed Wang Hao's conjecture and spat out a long list of disparaging words about Hong Meiling without changing his face, making Wang Hao smile bitterly.
"Well, how can I say it, that, there are as many as 1.3 billion human beings in the Celestial Empire alone, and there are even more other strange demons and monsters? There is a folk saying in our Celestial Empire that 'the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds', so that Miss Hongmiling who I have never met should be just a special case, well, a special case, it can't be counted. ”
In order to maintain the image of his motherland, Wang Yu did not hesitate to sell it, trying to redeem part of the impression of the Celestial Empire that had fallen to a negative score in the heart of this Western magician because of Red Misuzu.
"Huh, is there so much population in the Celestial Empire? People from the outside world often come, and the information from their mouths doesn't seem to be like this?"
As if it didn't match the information she had gotten, Patchouli looked at Wang Yu with some confusion.
"Uh, yes, probably"
Wang Yu didn't say anything about his coming from another world to anyone other than Flandorew, so everyone in the Red Devil Pavilion thought that Wang Hao was just an ordinary outsider before. As for whether the Celestial Empire in this world is the same as he remembers, Wang Yu is really not sure.
"Hey, Lord Pache Li, why am I so lazy and lazy!"
The door of the stone chamber opened automatically, and with the sound of stones rubbing, the voice of a young girl full of vitality rang out, complaining to Patchouli in dissatisfaction.
"Oh, didn't you? And I didn't say it was lazy, you said it yourself. ”
"Hmm"
The tall girl in a dark green cheongsam with long red hair like flames visibly collapsed her shoulders to the naked eye, and her cheeks puffed out in dissatisfaction but speechlessness. As if thinking of something, he suddenly turned his head to look at the young man who was watching a show on the side, his long fiery red hair waving in the air, forming a bright red curtain.
"And you, why don't you speak for me? I'm glad to hear that there's a fellow from the Red Devil Pavilion."
Red Misuzu's voice gradually became smaller, and her expression slowly turned from the initial indignation to disbelief, and a layer of crystal mist gradually floated in the girl's green eyes, making the young man who was dedicated to treating strangers with a gentle smile on his face a little unclear.
"White"
"What do you want to say?"
Wang Yu smiled softly and asked softly.
"Daddy Daddy!!"
"Uh-huh!"
The red-haired girl suddenly threw herself into Wang Hao's arms, and her lotus-like jade arms tightly strangled Wang Hao, as if she was afraid that he would escape.
The embrace, like a giant snake, made the boy's bones gradually twist with an overwhelmed sound, and Wang Hao couldn't help but feel the thorny power restraining him, so that he could only cast a look at his teacher for help.
"Woo wow, wow, dad, dad
Burying her head in the young man's chest, the red-haired girl who was crying incoherently said some strange sounding words, and Wang Yu, who felt that the clothes on her chest were quickly wet, was at a loss, seeing that her master was pretending to repair the magic array in the stone room, and looked like he was watching a good show, the young man sighed helplessly, gently patted Hong Meiling's back, and comforted softly.
"That, Miss Red Misuzu?"
"Woo whoa, ah, a, dad, dad, dad"
"That, you see, although they are all from the Celestial Empire, but I'm a vampire now, and I've only existed for sixteen and a half years, no matter how you look at it, I won't be Miss Red Misuzu your father."
"Dad, why are you alive again, do you know how sad I cried when you died?
"Tsk, that's rude. ”
After repeated attempts of persuasion to no avail, Wang Hao's expression gradually became impatient. The five fingers of the young man's right hand rose together like a knife, and slashed down at the white jade-like neck of the girl in his arms.
"Whew!"
Under the tremendous force of the undead's right arm, Hong Misuzu fainted unexpectedly. Wang Yu hugged the unconscious Chinese lady and smiled bitterly.
"What is this? Could it be that I look like Miss Menfan's father?"
I don't know when I came over, and Pa Qiuli, who no longer studied the magic array in the training room, nodded and said
"Chances are. The feelings that China has shown before are not fake, and if she can pretend to be this kind of family affection between father and son to this extent, it is too terrible. I don't think a single China has such a scheming, and it doesn't do any good to do so. ”
"Hmm,I only remembered when I saw Miss Menfan.,Sakuya seems to have mentioned it before.,Want her to send my PSP or something to the basement.,But why didn't you see it?"
The Seven Yao Magicians suddenly turned their heads and coughed pretendedly, a slight flush on their slightly pale cheeks.
"When that Chinese came here to ask for a protective item, I exchanged it for magic bread, and now it's with me."