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Just when Mourning and they were fighting and Xu Yu died, Meng Yan was taking Lancer everywhere to find a new place to live, they were penniless, and now they needed to find a place to live without spending money, but it was obvious that there was no free lunch in the world, Meng Yan sighed, if only he knew what hypnotic magic tricks were. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then you can go to someone else's house to be a grandson like Weber. (The Cavalry Master in Fate/Zero uses psychosuggestion to hypnotize an elderly Italian couple into believing that Weber is their grandson and stays with them.) ）

"Gunner, it's really hard to move an inch without money." Meng Yan was a little disappointed, he originally thought that this world was very friendly to newcomers, and there would be many guides like the owner of the antique shop who would take them in warmly and generously and give them jobs.

"Master, I think we should go back to the antique shop, it's already night, I hear the sound of fighting nearby, it's not safe outside." Zilong admonished.

"Is the antique shop safe?" Meng Yan was a little tired, he used to have fantasies and curiosity about this game, but since what happened this morning, all he had was fear. How many outlaws are there like the Berserker's Master, but I'm just a college student, and I don't know how long the world can last. Now he has long been dominated by fear, panicked and helpless.

"At least the boss is willing to help us, and the others won't, we have to gain a foothold in the antique store before we plan, at least we don't have a mobile entanglement now." Zilong said earnestly, "If there is any case, I will definitely protect you." ”

"No, you can't." Meng Yan sat on the side of the road, his elbows propped on his thighs, his head down, and his hands rubbing his temples vigorously. Zhao Yun is undoubtedly a character who has been deified by the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, a general who often wins with one enemy and a thousand, but the berserker is a fanatic who "even a god will kill you", and he has indeed killed demigods and demons. Meng Yan already knew the identity of the berserker, and at the same time, he also understood the fear of facing him.

Meng Yan almost cried out in despair, he could have spent his life in a dull way, although his grades were not excellent but he was passable, his family was not rich but he was well-off, with his grades after graduation and his family relationship could find a good job, although his girlfriend was not as good as an Internet celebrity, but it was very attractive and would not make people disgusted, and his personality was also compatible, maybe he could really achieve positive results in the future.

But all this beauty has become a dream, an unattainable dream. He died, came to the Throne of Fate, and participated in a Holy Grail War that he had to win.

He used to look forward to it, but now all he had was the fear of death.

There was a crowd of people around, and passers-by came and went in a step-by-step manner, but from the other end of the street there was a commotion, and it seemed that someone had killed someone.

"Master, I'll go find out." Zilong felt that two powerful auras were colliding with each other, one of which was Lu Bu, who was unparalleled in the world last night. Now he was eager to see his opponent and their battle, the outcome of which could affect the course of their Holy Grail War.

"No, Zilong, don't leave me." Meng Yan felt a deep helplessness, if Zilong left again at this time, his spirit might collapse. A young man who has not yet entered the society is alone in this strange city, oh no, a strange world, surrounded by dangers, and may die at any time, it is not that Meng Yan is too weak, anyone in the same situation as him will be like this.

Liang Jiu Zilong didn't speak, he was a little disappointed, Liu Bei abandoned the city in Xinye and fled for his life, his wife was separated, and the army was not as depressed as Meng Yan.

"Master, let's go back to the antique shop, it's easier to be attacked here."

Meng Yan didn't speak, he had no sense of security at all now, he missed his bedroom, and his nagging mother and strict father. If you're at home at this time, I'm afraid you're playing games, and my mother will say, "You know how to play when you come back, but I haven't seen you study hard, and this must be the case at school, how dare you ask you to go to graduate school." "Maybe it's watching a football game with my dad, and father and son are looking forward to Real Madrid's amazing performance together.

He's homesick!

There is no moment in Meng Yan's life when he is more homesick than now, he even wants to open his eyes, but his mother is nagging him to come to dinner quickly and pause the game, and everything now is just a nightmare, a very evil dream.

"Master!" Zilong's voice became stern and heavy, waking Meng Yan up from his fantasy.

"Well, oh, we'll go back, I hope the boss can take us in." Meng Yan got up and prepared to go back to the antique shop, where he was terrified, but he had no choice now, he hoped that no one would come to him until he had saved enough money.

"Master, we can't blindly escape, we should take the initiative." On the way back to the antique store, Zilong said.

"No, we have to endure in order to win." Meng Yan denied that the Holy Grail War was actually a bit like a game that Meng Yan once played, called Three Kingdoms Killing. There is a mode called the national war, everyone's generals can't see it, most of the first ones are workers, planting trees for future generations to enjoy the shade, and then only then can they win the final victory.

"You're not forbearing, you're cowardly." Zilong's voice was a little serious and accusatory, but the next moment the accusatory voice stopped, because there was a person standing at the door of the antique shop, "Master, that person." ”

"What's wrong? Servant? Meng Yan instantly became nervous.

"The man with short hair and a short-sleeved shirt and shorts is Saber." Zilong said.

Meng Yan looked at the front, there was only one man with shorts and short sleeves and short hair, and that person had a Chinese face, looked very decent, and had an innate sense of justice. Meng Yan felt that this person was very familiar, but the other party was wearing modern clothes and couldn't remember who it was, was it probably an imaginary heroic spirit, a character in an anime or a game?

Meng Yan did not hesitate to turn around and prepare to retreat.

"Hey, friend, don't go, I've been waiting here for a long time." The big man saw Meng Yan coming over and said hello.

Meng Yan quickened his pace and fled.

"Master, the other party is not necessarily here to declare war."

"Why not necessarily, we only have a hostile relationship with the other masters." Meng Yan's breathing had begun to be uneven, perhaps because he had quickened his pace, or maybe he was afraid of fighting.

"You can't be so cowardly." Zilong said solemnly.

Meng Yan stopped, "You are a battle-hardened general on the battlefield, you are naturally fearless, but what about me?" I'm nothing, and if you want to kill yourself, why pull me? ”

He was very angry, very angry, and when his life was at stake, Zilong not only did not have a trace of comfort, but accused himself of being cowardly and cowardly. He couldn't bear it anymore, although she tried her best not to contradict her servant, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, and finally broke out under heavy pressure.

At the same time, he also went further and further on the route of the spearmen of the past dynasties.

"Master......

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