Chapter Eighty-Four: Disgust of the Kind
"Yikes! Little Piglets~ Hello everyone! I didn't expect so many people to come to the surprise concert! Hello everyone! ”
Giving a strange speech without any nervousness, the girl with a bright smile waved the spear wrapped around the microphone in her hand and rushed towards the French army with a hearty face. Dressed in an idol-style fluffy and fluttery gown, the maniacal lancer who believes that he is an idol with all his might clearly causes the displeasure of someone in the French camp.
"Tsk, that lizard girl is still the same, and her mind is full of incomprehensible thoughts."
Qing Ji snorted, and with a wave of the fan in her hand, a large mass of thick red flame snakes flew out, rushing straight towards her black and white performance costume!
"Ahhh What are you doing! You idiot snake girl! ”
Frightened by the sudden flames, the girl grabbed the hem of her dress and dodged it.
"Oh yes, as always, don't listen to people, are you still dreaming of that boring idol, Elizabeth."
The mad lancer who was called out of her real name glared at her fiercely, probably because her real name was suddenly reported. After all, the Servant's real name is of great significance, and if it is casually exposed, there is a possibility that he will be attacked in a concentrated manner......
But to be reasonable, let's just say that the name Elizabeth, in the history of Europe, you can find one hundred and eighty at will, and it is a bit ...... to determine who he really is from this name
"Hah! What kind of boredom are you talking about! You don't know what music is! Hmph, it's just a stalker anyway! ”
The preface retracts, and it seems that the woman named Elizabeth is simply being slandered because of her dreams...... Ah, it's not actually slander, it's just that I get angry when I give the correct evaluation.
"I'm not a stalker. Rather, it's a dedicated rear guard who can even be mistaken for a secret agent! Kiyohime, me! But a woman born for love! ”
"You're not called love at all! It's just a violation of human rights! Do you really understand what personal privacy is? ”
"If you like bloody torture, you're not qualified to talk about me!"
"A pervert who will only stalk other people! Anyway, that guy from Anzhen also ran away because you were too annoying! ”
As soon as these two people met, they immediately began to quarrel.
Obviously, these two people have a bad relationship.
In fact, judging from the [Classification of Servants], these two people belong to [Anti-Hero], if the hero is to save the world, then the anti-hero is the other way around. In a sense, it's more akin to an evil spirit or a demon.
Probably, this is the so-called same-sex repulsion. The two servants with a distorted side quarreled as soon as they met.
Kiyohime couldn't get used to her indescribably damn singing voice.
Elizabeth was also disgusted with her overly indulged in personal fanatical and paranoid love.
Elizabeth obviously touched Qing Ji's reverse scales, and the girl, who had always been soft, suddenly narrowed her eyes, visible to the naked eye, and the momentum of her whole body changed instantly, just like the evil ghost Rakshasa in hell.
"You've finally said something you can't say, you damn umbrella lizard!"
"Humph! You provoked me first! Japanese Snake! ”
"Mexican poisonous lizard!"
"Sharp-nosed pither!"
"Black Mamba Snake!"
"Japanese grass lizard!"
The two girls were talking about professional lizard-like terms, and although they could understand that they were arguing, for others who didn't know lizards, they couldn't get their point at all.
"That...... Two young ladies, I want to say, it seems that we may not be able to say well now, that it is a war, right? ”
Yagi Yukisai really couldn't listen to it anymore, and while cutting down the bipedal wyvern that swooped down, he timidly tried to insert the topic of the two.
"Ahh Lady Ah-jin! Listen to me, it's all the flat lizard girl here who is stirring up trouble! ”
"Who are you talking about? You flat snake girl! ”
Yukisai's gaze repeatedly looked at the chests of the two of them......
Then I had to sigh: why should women be embarrassed by women - aren't you two flats! Especially after meeting women like Matthew, Nero, and Artemis, the moon god, why do you two bother with each other?
Of course, Elizabeth wears an idol uniform and has an unobstructed view of her figure. But Kiyohime wears a kimono, a little common sense: a kimono is a kind of clothing that does not show the chest line. If you can wear a kimono out of the curves, it won't be a big word to describe it.
Can't you figure out that Kiyohime is actually very material underneath? Well, that's possible, too. It's better to say that this is a royal attribute of the second dimension. Dress flat, right?
"I have to sacrifice you with blood today!"
The two came to this conclusion together.
The eyes crackled and made the sound of eye contact.
In the end, Kiyohime took the lead in laying it out, and her whole body burned with raging flames.
And Elizabeth also picked up the gun in her hand, and screamed a strange cry, and through the amplification of the microphone, the whole battlefield echoed with a creepy tone.
The vague, ghost-like masked man in the mask muttered something as he took advantage of the difficulty of concentrating and drifted towards the crowd.
Nobunaga covered her ear with one hand, her expression of pain as if vines were crawling all over her face, and with one hand she grabbed the musket, and she fired a fierce shot, which made her feel a little better.
It's terrible!
The bullet was fired at the ghostly mad Assassin, but he only dodged in a whirling motion, dodging the bullet in a whirling stance.
"Christina, Christina......"
As if he was looking for something, he made a deep voice with a beautiful timbre.
Obviously it looks terrifying, but the singing is unexpectedly okay.
It's much better than some people who look beautiful and sing emmmmmm.
However, Alexander was obviously not that kind of elegant person, and with a wave of the short sword in his hand, the black horse Busi Falath, who was under his crotch, let out a heroic snort, and the black horse jumped, and the silver blade slashed towards the black mad assassin.
Boom!
The Greek-style dagger and the bloody hook claw collided, but it made a violent sound like metal colliding.
It can be seen that the hook claw is not just fierce to look at, but in fact it is definitely not bad.
"Hey, it's the first time I've fought a ghost! That's a pretty fresh idea. I already have a lot of experience in ravaging living bodies, what is it like to dominate this erratic spirit? ”
Alexander's eyes lit up as if he had seen a new toy.
Yagi Yukisai smiled bitterly, he couldn't say anything, probably, this is the difference of the king of conquest. When you encounter a powerful enemy, you think about how to conquer them.
While dealing with the flying dragon, Yagi Yukisai squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, muttering in his heart:
Why didn't the black Joan of Arc come?
This kind of sudden attack, why didn't she come? What about the black dragon Fafner? Why didn't it show up?
Is it a conspiracy?
Still is...... Are there any other arrangements?
Or is she disdainful of attacking directly?
Yukisai Yagi muttered in his heart, dealing with the enemy in front of him.
"Sorry, guys, I'm late."
When he was at a loss in his heart, finally, the long-awaited voice sounded.
His voice was not high-pitched, just calmly recounting his arrival. A dragon slayer expert with a big sword, here!