Seventy-five - Two great magics make it meet again
The black crescent-shaped shockwave collided violently with the seven petals, and the magic power that lost its restraint was vented everywhere, squeezing the air and tearing the earth, and even Solomon, who was standing in the distance, felt the strong wind blowing in his face.
The magic is infused, and the pink light on the shield becomes more and more dazzling, even overshadowing the black magic, making people almost unable to open their eyes.
Finally, while breaking through the third petal, the black crescent-shaped shockwave also disappeared without a trace, and the black knight's serious blow was completely blocked by Emiya Shirou.
"Senior sister, it's okay, right?" Blocking what would have been a fatal blow, Emiya Shirou turned his head to look at the injuries on Hierre's body, and his tone was both concerned and gratifying.
I finally caught up at the last minute
"Huh? Uh-huh" Looking at the adult Emiya Shirou in front of him, Shier was in a trance for a moment.
With a delicate face, a neutral voice, beautiful silver hair, and a bright red cape, there is no doubt that he is his younger brother in front of him. It's just that his body is still thin, and his face is still delicate like a girl, but the adult Emiya Shirou has a kind of male stability that makes people feel at ease from the bottom of their hearts, so that Hierre can't take his eyes off it for a while.
Is the contrast between the little sister (younger brother) and the feeling of being overthrown so big?
"Why, why is Shirou-kun here? The idiot finally came back to his senses, a hint of blush appeared on his face, and Shirou stammered to ask Emiya Shirou. You know, as far as she knows, Emiya Shirou should have gone to deal with the affairs of Elquit
"Sister Elquit's words have woken up. This time, my main purpose was to rescue the senior sister, to recover a little girl at the request of a friend, and to take away another fruit. Turning his head back to the front, he quickly glanced at the situation at the scene, and found that there were two strong people present who had a relationship with him, and they were still in a hostile state at that time, Emiya Shirou frowned quietly.
Although Emiya Shirou really didn't think that the Avowed Rider Anhans would appear here, but if you think about it carefully, with his character of a dead apostle who hates to hurt humanity, how could he not participate in this kind of hunting for Kurohime? Therefore, it can be said that Anhans's side can be said to be a matter of course.
However, even the jewel Weng also came to Fu Hailin, which is really beyond the budget of Emiya Shirou After all, the jewel Weng is a member of the twenty-seven ancestors, and he is the same kind as Heihime; It's not like the Twenty-Seventh Patriarch and the Fourteenth Fourteenth Seat Van Feim who has a hatred for Hei Ji; And he himself is an old man with an untouchable personality, and he is by no means a guy like Anhans who would be indignant that "as long as it is harmful to mankind, the dead apostles are his enemies".
So, why did he get involved in this incident?
If you can't understand the other party's motives for participating in the war, then there will be no possibility of even persuading the other party to stop
Judging from the fact that the remaining three battlefields are now evenly balanced, as long as Emiya Shirou and Joan of Arc are tilted towards either side, then there is no doubt that the other side will achieve the final victory, which is the simplest, most direct, and most convenient way.
It's just that the problem is that when he didn't arrive, Emiya Shirou really couldn't find out, and his position was actually quite ambiguous.
Fu Hailin's kind of indiscriminate attack is another matter, Emiya Shirou does not belong to Hei Ji's side, let alone the side of the Templar Church, from the fact that he accepted Zhu Yue's commission, maybe he can also be counted as Zhu Yue's command? Mercenaries and errand runners of that type
Since it is not affiliated with any party, it should theoretically act without scruples. From the point of rescuing Kurohime, it seems that it is inevitable to help Kurohime's side in one fell way, however, for Emiya Shirou, not only is Hiyer a relative and friend, but Solomon has also provided him with assistance
The queen of his own side didn't know where to go, and now he didn't have the absolute strength to suppress the whole audience, and it was difficult to be a man.
"Oh, oh~ It's finally here!" He had already confirmed the relationship between Emiya Shirou and her from Shier, so he also let down his guard. At this moment, seeing the unexpected reinforcements appearing, regardless of the black knight in front of him, Solomon walked over with a smile and patted Emiya Shirou's shoulder. Behind him, the silver-white sword girl shook her head expressionlessly, as if she couldn't understand what her master was doing.
"Are you a minion of Hakuhime Elquit?" Just as Merian Solomon was smiling, he caught the key words in the conversation between Emiya Shirou and Shier, and Lizzovil's face was as black as charcoal.
The person in front of him can easily block the blow of his strength, no matter how weak he is, there is a limit, just the person in front of him joining the battle is enough to tilt the balance in favor of the other party. What's more, if the master of the person in front of him is really the recently missing Elquit, I'm afraid that his own side will be unable to escape today.
"No, Sister Elquit is my important friend and relative."
"Lizzovil!" Just as Emiya Shirou was rubbing his silver hair helplessly, suddenly, a young voice sounded from behind Emiya Shirou, which immediately attracted the attention of the black knight.
"Ji Jun ?!!!!" Lizzovil looked over and saw her master, Elt Luki, following closely behind a blonde woman in armor.
And for some reason, the designated seal of the Magicians Guild, who had just gone to hunt down Elt Luki, stood beside her obediently and did not do anything to her. Unable to care about the taboo of Emiya Shirou anymore, Lizzovil hurriedly rushed up and picked up his master, then stepped aside, looking her up and down nervously.
"Ji Jun, is it okay?"
"Well, for now, it's fine. Compared to this man over there!" Elter Luki nodded to Lizzovil, then turned her gaze to Emiya Shirou.
Emiya Shirou was stunned for a moment, and looked at the guy on the left where Solomon was standing quite far away; I looked at the ghost on the right, and there was no one; I looked behind me and saw that there were only three girls.
"Men? Is it private?" Eventually, after confirming that there was no male object beside him except for himself, Emiya Shirou pointed to himself in surprise.
"Why do you think my concubine is the kind of person who can't even distinguish gender? Or are you ready to draw a knife from the palace?" Seeing that Emiya Shirou didn't answer himself cheerfully, Elte Luki frowned in displeasure.
"No, no, no, the princess is discerning, her eyes are like gods, and some of the eyes and decorations are not at all the same level as the uncle! No, my admiration for you is like a surging river" To the surprise of everyone, including Joan of Arc, even if he heard the four words of the sword from the palace, he was not angry, Wei Gong Shirou nodded and bowed to Alte Luqi, and his heart was already full of tears.
You see, there are still people who can recognize their gender at a glance! It's like that, if you mistakenly think I'm a girl and talk to me, whoever will die early
In other words, it is really worthy of the mother and daughter who even call themselves the same
"Man, You"
"Hey, it's not a good hobby to talk bad about people behind your back," suddenly, an old voice that sounded unserious suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, interrupting Elt Luqi's speech, only to see the space next to Emiya Shirou suddenly distorted into a whirlpool, and an old man wearing an orthodox magician's robe slowly appeared from mid-air. If you look closely, it is the jewel Onzerridge, who was still entangled with Varazia a moment ago
P.S.: It's hard to think of a title