Dilumudo fell asleep, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow on his face, perhaps some beautiful dream, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and the deep and shallow light reflected on his face, which was extraordinarily peaceful.

This is a dark room, located at the highest point of the inherent barrier, and the whole room is carved with strange patterns, from the floor to the ceiling, and even the door, all of which are intricately patterned, interconnected to form an extremely complex magic circle.

The nodes of the circle emitted a faint glow that connected to Dilumudo, holding him in mid-air as if he were floating.

Kyogohiko took out the red light taken out of Nuliang's slippery scoop and placed it in the center of the circle, and in an instant, the circle was infected with a light red, deep or shallow hook on Dilumudo's body, and then flowed down to the ground, outlining the shadow of a body.

In ancient Celtic mythology, Dilumudo's body was not buried after his death, but was taken away by his adoptive father, Angus, who would call Dilumudo's soul from the underworld to attach to the corpse whenever he missed his beloved adopted son, so that they could enjoy a brief reunion.

Of course, in fact, because Dilumudo simply sold himself to Gaia after his death, it was impossible to meet after death, but Dilumudo's body was indeed in the hands of Angus, and was carefully preserved by the divine power of the god of love and youth, and for thousands of years it was still as if it had just died, his eyes were slightly open, with pain and despair, as if he was still longing for the spring that flowed through Finn's fingers.

Hundreds of years ago, Kyogokuhiko contacted the Celtic kingdom through Takamagahara's connections, and asked Dilumudo's corpse from Angus as his last resort - if he couldn't negotiate with the will of the world, he planned to use the corpse as a medium to snatch it from Valhalla.

In fact, he shouldn't have asked for it so early, but the gap between the divine realm and the human realm is deepening day by day, and no one knows when the gate of the kingdom of God will be closed to the human world forever.

Angus also knew this, so he put the body of his adopted son in a drop of his own blood and gave it to Kyogokuhiko, so that the blood of the gods would protect the body of his beloved adopted son from decaying.

Kyogohiko then attached the blood to the flawless white jade, which could be used as the flesh and bones of the living dead, and stuffed it into the body of Nura before being reincarnated.

The will of the world dares to calculate him without any scruples, isn't it because he doesn't belong to this world?

Anyway, the slippery ghost family is also one of the important pillars of this world.

Therefore, what has always been the substitute for the liver to support Nuliang's body is actually Angus's divine blood, the power of the gods, even if it is only a drop of blood, is far stronger than the power of a piece of jade, and after Kyogokuhiko took out Angus's divine blood, the jade began to exert its own effect.

The living dead, flesh and bones.

After two days of Nu Liang's death, he will find that the liver that had been taken out has grown again, and he can also be cut once and again, and he will no longer have to worry about being attacked by the feathered fox.

The topic is far away, in short, what Kyogokuhiko is doing now is to reconnect Dilumudo's soul with his body, using the spell on the back of his hand.

Transferring the spell to Dilumudo's own body, it was his own soul that was contracted, instead of the connection between the body and the soul that had been severed by death.

It was originally the original body and the original soul, and it was not difficult to reunite together.

The scarlet three spells gradually appeared on the back of Kyogohiko's hand, and he recited the incantation in a low voice, and the divine blood forged the dead corpse into the breath of the living, satisfying the basic conditions for the transfer of the spell.

On one side, the scarlet spell gradually faded until it disappeared, and on the other side, there was only a phantom shell, and a little trace of the spell appeared on the back of his hand, and some kind of inexplicable connection was once again framed between Dilumudo's soul and body, probably feeling a little uncomfortable, he frowned and let out a few muffled snorts in his throat.

"Alright, it's okay." Kyogokuhiko gently kissed the fold between his eyebrows, as gentle as if coaxing a child, "Wake up quickly......"

"My knight."

In the complex circle, the light red color moved in an orderly manner like a living thing, converging on the body of Dilumudo floating in the air, and then slowly flowing down, building the outline of the body in the center of the circle.

The corpse, which had been dead for countless years but still maintained the appearance of just losing its breath, was decomposed and reconstructed little by little under the guidance of the magic circle mixed with Angus's divine power, just like re-smelting and shaping the old and broken gold ornaments, washing away impurities and dust, and forging them into a more glorious appearance.

Then, the soul that matches it best is attached.

This process must have been accompanied by pain and struggle, but Kyogokuhiko believed in Dilumudo.

His knights.

Leaving the inherent barrier, Kyogokuhiko glanced at the pale sky outside the window, collapsed on the bed exhausted, wrapped the quilt around his body at will, and fell asleep.

Natsume stayed overnight at Mido Takanori's house, and no one came to pick him up the next morning, so he had breakfast at Mido Takanori's house, watched TV, and nibbled on an apple, and even Mido Takanori began to wonder if Kyogokuhiko was planning to leave the child with him permanently and couldn't help but check the adoption information on the Internet, Kyogokuhiko finally rang the doorbell of his house belatedly.

"I thought you weren't going to pick it up." Mido Takadeni rarely complained.

"Natsume is such a good child, of course he won't give it to you cheaply." Kyogokuhiko said as he looked at Natsume's clean clothes, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You also helped him wash his clothes?" ”

"By the way, by the way." Mido Takanori threw Natsume's backpack to Kyogokuhiko, not very much trying to recall the experience of getting up in the middle of the night to wash the child's hands.

"Okay, by the way." Kyogokuhiko nodded and beckoned to Natsume, "We should go home Natsume and say goodbye to Uncle Mido." ”

Natsume said obediently, "Goodbye, Uncle Mido." ”

"Goodbye." Mido Takanori patted Natsume on the shoulder, "Welcome back next time." ”

In fact, he has already begun to think about whether to add some toys and snacks that children like to buy at home.

"Of course it's going to bother you a lot." Kyogohiko said, "After all, you're relatively free. ”

Mido Takanori was silent for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "Don't worry, I will definitely go to find a job right away!" ”

"Come on, then." Kyogokuhiko said and went out with Natsume.

In a while, Yohji Miyazaki will come over, and he will have to change Natsume's clothes and introduce Yohji Miyazaki's identity to avoid embarrassment.

"Uncle, who is coming over later... Brother, it's ......" Kyogohiko thought for a moment and continued, "It's the son of my father's good friend, who took care of me when I was a child......," he thought about it again and added, "It's someone as important as a nanny." ”

"......" got along for a few days, Natsume, who was deeply touched by Kyogokuhiko's ghostly language and rhetorical techniques, was silent for a few seconds, and made a thought switch in his mind - the son of his father's friend, that is, his brother, is the same as the nanny, hmm......

It's just the existence of a childhood sweetheart who grew up like the neighbor's big brother.。

Natsume nodded affirmatively in his heart, "I see. ”

At half past ten in the morning, Yohji Miyazaki rang the doorbell of Kyogoku's house on time, carrying a pendant Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"First meeting, bothered." Standing in front of Kyogokuhiko, who was "supposedly" the same year as himself, "supposedly" two months younger than himself, "supposedly" weak and bad-tempered, and was actually a few centimeters shorter than himself, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that he was inexplicably shorter, and he had completely lost in terms of momentum.

"Nothing, please come in." Kyogokuhiko leaned sideways, walked beside Yohji Miyazaki and couldn't help but whisper, "Your new hobby lately?" He gestured to Tsunayoshi Sawada, "This little rabbit is not yet an adult." ”

"What a mess of thoughts." Yohji Miyazaki slapped Kyogokuhiko on the head, "This is the next ten generations of the Penglie family." ”

"Ah, the next ten generations of Penglie." Kyogokuhiko glanced sideways at Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was crampedly taking the teacup from Natsume's hand, and said decisively, "Lop-eared rabbit." ”

Yohji Miyazaki sighed and gave up arguing meaninglessly with someone who was unusually stubborn in some way, "Let's be lop-eared rabbits, but don't be too rude in front of him." ”

"I know, for the sake of DDA's business." Kyogokuhiko waved his hand and said lazily, taking the initiative to get up and add a cup of tea to Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Burrow coarse tea, see the laughter." The young man lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows, he was full of reserve and arrogance, not to mention anything else, in front of people who were not very familiar with him, he had always been a model of politeness and thoughtfulness, and his bad temper made people unable to grasp any handles.

"Ah, no, no, it's already good!" Sawada Tsunayoshi hurriedly stood up and bowed, the soles of his feet slipped, his left foot stumbled, and his right foot fell down instantly, and the teacup in his hand also flew up, if he hadn't been hugged by Yohji Miyazaki in time, he would have really smashed his head on the coffee table.

Looking at the sharp corners of the coffee table that were only a few centimeters away from his eyes, Sawada Tsunayoshi broke out in a cold sweat, stood up straight with the strength of Yohji Miyazaki and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you." ”

"It's fine." Yohji Miyazaki let go of Sawada Tsunayoshi and wiped the water on his clothes with a tissue, and Kyogokuhiko quietly let go of the spiritual power in his hand and let the flying teacup fall to the ground in a different direction and roll twice, successfully allowing Sawada Tsunayoshi to avoid the tragic situation of being drenched by the hot tea.

"The clothes are so wet, and they are not very comfortable to wear." Kyogohiko took the initiative to get up and said, "I'll take Mr. Sawada to change clothes." ”

"Huh? This ......" Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated and glanced at Yohji Miyazaki as if asking for help.

"Let's go get another one." Yohji Miyazaki smiled, "Anyway, he has too many clothes to wear." ”

Kyogokuhiko shrugged his shoulders and said to Natsume, "Treat Uncle Miyazaki well... Brother. ”

"Okay, you kid." Yohji Miyazaki waved his fist at him helplessly, "I know that I am old in the choreography." ”

"You're just older than me." Kyogohiko replied with a smile and looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada, "This way, please." ”

"Ah, okay." Sawada Tsunayoshi hurriedly followed Kyogokuhiko's steps, and after walking a few steps, he couldn't help but glance back, Miyazaki Yohji was holding Natsume on his lap and asked something gently, which made him feel a sense of guilt.

Cooperating in a drama to separate people so that Yohji Miyazaki can set up a child's words, this kind of thing is really full of guilt.

"I haven't worn this one yet, you can try it." Kyogohiko took out a pair of the innermost pair of colorful pants in the cloakroom and handed it to Tsunayoshi Sawada, "The size should be just right." ”

Sawada looked at the dark purple pants of unknown material on his hand, revealing an expression that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

I don't really want to wear it......

"It's the latest style to be trending this year, and you're wearing it in a very rock'n'roll style." Kyogokuhiko praised sincerely.

Tsunakichi Sawada wanted to cry and thank him without tears, looking down at the tight pants on his body, feeling like a large Barbie doll.

"But it doesn't feel like it fits your top." Kyogokuhiko touched his chin and thought for a while, "You wait." ”

"......" Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his mouth and silently swallowed the sentence "Just give me a pair of jeans" back into his stomach.

"How about trying this one." Kyogokuhiko handed him a shirt.

A bright pink shirt with gold trim and a single button.

"This ...... I'm wearing a little ......" Tsunayoshi Sawada waved his hind legs awkwardly and was grabbed by Kyogokuhiko.

"You have to believe my taste, Kyogoku is also an old brand in the fashion circle."

No, I really don't believe it! Sawada Tsunayoshi was forced to put on that shirt and pushed in front of the mirror, barely looking at himself in the mirror.

"Be confident, keep your head up." Kyogokuhiko patted the boy's upright buttocks, and suddenly felt that it would be good if he really got together with Yohji Miyazaki.

I don't understand the aesthetics of the fashion circle, please give me a shirt and jeans, thank you! Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that he was going to doubt his life, and the most terrifying thing was that he actually felt that there was a kind of magical beauty in wearing it like this.

With soft, close-fitting materials and bright contrasting colors, the bold design is not cheap at all, but rather highlights a strange charm between masculine and feminine.

"I kid you not, it's very pretty." Kyogokuhiko chuckled, feeling that he seemed to understand why Yohji Miyazaki was so busy with that virtue that he was willing to carry Sawada Tsunayoshi with him every day.

The soft and easy to bully lop-eared rabbit, occasionally teasing is really suitable for decompression and mood adjustment.

After calculating the time, the conversation was almost over, Kyogoku Yan dragged Sawada Tsunayoshi to show Miyazaki Yohji his "results", Miyazaki Yohji touched Sawada Tsunayoshi's hair with a smile to show comfort, and flipped the label on the back of his clothes and said helplessly: "Don't just use him as a new model." ”

"But he's dressed so well." Kyogokuhiko said confidently, holding Natsume to his side and pinching his cheek, "This is the main model of this summer." ”

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Gae· Dearg (Red Rose, the Devilbreaker)

Attack Range: 2~4

One of Lancer's two Noble Phantasms. Its attacks are especially effective against armor made of mana, and magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effect when it comes into contact with the gun. The "Red Rose of Demon Breaker" is a permanent Activated Noble Phantasm that can be effective without chanting by its real name, and at first it is wrapped with a "charm" from the silver armor on the body of the spear to the tip of the spear to cover the ability and original form. During her first battle with "Saber" Artoria, she took one of the two Noble Phantasms held by her Lancer. Its attacks are especially effective against armor made of mana, and magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effect when it comes into contact with the gun. "The Red Rose of Demon Breaking", which can be effective without chanting by real name, is initially wrapped with a "charm" from the silver armor of the spear body to the tip of the spear to cover the ability and original form. , one of the two Noble Phantasmies held by her Lancer. Its attacks are especially effective against armor made of mana, and magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effect when it comes into contact with the gun.