The Assassin did not monitor the fierce battle in the park. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He has more important things to do.

His own master received a fatal sniper, and although the insect skills of the Makiri family allowed her to stay alive, she ...... This is not without cost......

There is no such thing in this world as a price.

The insect technique of the Makiri's family, to put it bluntly, is to use indefinite [meat] to maintain their own life.

It is with this technique that he has survived for a hundred years by preserving his will and magic in the form of insects, and replenishing his daily aging flesh with other people's [meat].

Legend has it that every two months, the Dirty Inkstone needs as much meat as a whole person to replace its body......

Since Aya Makiri has mastered that kind of secret art...... There was no reason she couldn't.

It is impossible for a human being to have a heart that has been blown to pieces and still be alive.

In fact, without special skills, even if the servant is hit in the heart, it will not be saved.

Unless it was Leonida, who had the ability to continue fighting, and Lu Bu's attack did not penetrate deep into the spirit core of the Heroic Spirit, which gave Abner time to repair with the Spell.

Aya Maki was able to survive with the kind of technique that made people feel sick. Worms.

Therefore......

What she needed from a sniper......

It's meat.

Assassin gallops under the night sky.

Hattori Hanzo galloped under the night sky.

That's right, Hattori Hanzo [we], this is plural.

Under the bright silver moon, five Hattori Hanzo galloped together under the night sky, looking for characters worth attacking in five different directions.

Seriously, there's nothing surprising about that. In Japan, one of the animated manga movies about ninjas will be mentioned, which is considered a bad street ninjutsu.

[Shadow Clone].

There are many strange methods, but the effect is to separate multiple oneself and do multiple things at the same time.

Assassin Hattori Hanzo's ninjutsu is not exempt from vulgarity, he is originally a collection of beliefs, and he can easily use the techniques that humans are sure he can use.

His shadow clone is a technique of constructing five simultaneous movements by dividing his magic into five parts.

This move seems to be very powerful, and it will be a five-on-one situation when fighting, but it has a fatal flaw.

First of all, the magic power of Hattori Hanzo, the heroic spirit, is limited, and if you give more doppelgangers, the main body will be weaker. If there are fewer clones, it is better not to score.

Secondly, these doppelgangers have no will of their own, and they are still presided over by Hattori Hanzo. In other words, he has to operate five of himself to fight at the same time, and his efficiency decreases.

This is a technique that can only be used to defeat the enemy, but not in battle.

However, even if it is only one in five assassins, for ordinary people, they are absolutely strong.

His own master is a woman, and her age is about eighteen years old, so the most adaptable body is naturally the same standard.

Five assassins act at the same time and soon find a suitable target.

It was a girl who was staying up late playing games.

It was obvious that she had a deep tiredness on her face, yawning and clicking the handle in her hand. It can be seen that the game she is playing is very attractive to her, and fanatical fans often use the method of [clear the customs as soon as you buy it] to satisfy their enthusiasm, it seems that she is such a person.

Although the flesh is a little weak, and the fat is a little more than that of his own royal master, at least it should be a test preparation.

Thinking so, the assassin quietly came to the girl's hand and raised the ninja sword......

Blood, staining the windows red.

"Stop!"

A stern shout suddenly rang out. Through the window, his stern voice could be heard. The Assassin was surprised: he hadn't heard this voice before.

So shouldn't you be a participant in the Holy Grail War?

However, before he could think about it, he was red with bloodstains, and he couldn't see that the window outside had been smashed to pieces.

“trace_on。”

A calm voice sounded, and in the crisp sound of breaking glass, a man in a red suit crossed his arms to protect the door, and his hands were stacked on his shoulders, and two short knife-like weapons, one black and one white, stretched out like wings.

Because of the magic released on the weapon, the assassin immediately confirmed that the other party was a magician.

(Isn't it true that magicians are selfish ghosts who only act for themselves?) How can there be such a guardian of justice? No, did I say that it was his relatives whom I killed? A reclusive magician or something? ）

For a moment, the assassin thought of a lot of possibilities, and his body instinctively reacted defensively, holding up a blood-stained ninja knife in his right hand to guard against the attack of the incoming person, and his left hand went deep into his arms and felt out several shuriken.

Boom!

The assassin swung his sword, and the man in red stretched out his arms together, and three silver light tracks suddenly appeared in the air, striking out dazzling sparks.

The assassin only felt that the strength of the coming man was not very big, and the current shadow clone was only one-fifth of his own strength, even so, the coming person still did not lift himself away, which shows that the strength is not high.

Agile, not to mention.

The visitor had a rather old face, and although his weather-beaten eyes had the fortitude of a warrior, the traces of time had already silently corroded his body, making it difficult for him to maintain high speed.

Technically, I don't know yet, but physically, he has long been no longer a fighter.

The Assassin judged this, so he threw his left hand, and four cross-swordsmen flew towards the comer.

“trace_on。”

The person who came calmly highlighted this sentence again, only to see his hands linked, and the two short knives, one black and one white, flew out of their hands, whirling and shattering the assassin's shuriken.

Although it was only the second time I heard this word, the instinctive feeling of the assassin was that it was an enemy mystery and must be guarded against. He held the ninja knife in both hands - after all, this was just a human who was inferior to his own strength and speed, what was he afraid of?

Moreover, now this assassin is a shadow clone, and if he dies, he will only increase the strength of the other shadow clones from one-fifth to one-fourth, and there is no loss, what are you afraid of?

With the knife in both hands, the Assassin stepped forward, and the ninja knife slashed towards him.

Having lost his twin blades, the Assassin didn't realize what he could do.

Laugh at.

The blade is cut off.

The body is cut off.

"That's ...... What ......"

Assassin couldn't understand it.

In the hand of the old man in red, in the empty hand, there was suddenly an extra golden sword. A dazzling hilt, a knight's broadsword that radiates brilliance.

About three feet long and four inches wide, the weapon with a simple and rigorous shape is held in the hands of the old man, and his body maintains the same posture as Japanese kendo, wielding a Western knight's sword, which is ridiculous and funny.

But the power is real.

With a single blow, the assassin is slashed by the sword.

If, ever one who participated in the Fifth Holy Grail War, no one would fail to recognize this sword.

Excalibur。

Sword of Victory of the Oath.

King Arthur's sword.

Of course, if you have participated in the Fifth Holy Grail War, you will also see at a glance that it is a meaningless imitation at all.

Only the shape is similar, but in fact, it does not even have one ten-thousandth of the power of the holy sword. It's just someone forcibly simulating other weapons like this.

A sword slashes the Assassin, and it disappears into a black shadow. - With a snap, the holy sword in the old man's hand shattered into countless pieces and disappeared.

"Sure enough...... Still can't project Saber's sword...... Even if it's just a formality, if you replace the inside with something else, won't it last long......"

He muttered as he walked over to the girl lying in a pool of blood, blood staining the TV screen and the game console beneath her.

"I'm sorry ......"

He said.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I...... Found out too late......"

He left tears of remorse.

Obviously, it was not his fault, but this old man, as if he had caused a tragedy caused by himself, fell into deep self-blame.

What a gentle, so kind, and so stupid man this is?

In this way, he silently mourned the sacrifice of this innocent passerby, and his belief in his heart became firmer.

"Holy Grail War...... It must be ended. That kind of thing, no one will be happy. ”