"The rules of the game, each side sends players as maids to entertain guests, and the referee will score it, and the one with the highest score wins"

"In order to ensure the fairness and justice of the guests, the players of the opposing team will be entertained as guests" After Alayer changed several members of the Hanzi team to their original appearance, Elter Luki said the rules loudly.

The fact that Cú Chulainn's side was transformed into its original form also made the others breathe a sigh of relief, and they had to say...... If it continues, you may lose directly, and the lethality will be too great.

"It's time for the match," Alaya shouted with a happy smile, and the match was sure to make her even happier, as the environment on stage changed once again with her hands folded.

It's not very luxurious, it's as ordinary as the maid café that Yufeng knows, and the five people stand abruptly in the café.

“…… Maid...... What is it? Tamamo tilted his head and asked the others suspiciously.

While Immortals will be summoned to different timelines to complete their respective missions, not every Immortal will be summoned, as the cardinal is there.

And Yuzao didn't actually meet the conditions to become a heroic spirit, and he became a heroic spirit by chance, and most of his strength was sealed because of his wish before death.

As a heroic spirit, she is rarely summoned, let alone understand the maid who is not in line with the times, and she only has a general understanding after seeing the video.

"I've heard about it, but I don't know what to do," Sakura Saber said with a frown, living in a relatively distant era......

"Knowing a little more," Medusa said slightly, and she could only say that she understood, but not ten.

“…… Hehe" Changing into a maid's suit could not stop Medea's fanaticism, and she chose a certain dining table to take out her tools again. Continue to start making zuò up.

Eyes occasionally look at the wind. A flash of light. Spiritual light kept appearing in her mind, and all kinds of ideas gushed out, making Medea already feel that this fantasy carnival was worth it!

“…… Forget it for a while, I'll be the first to play, and you guys will see what to do in the back" Covering his head, the wind said weakly, don't show this situation again, I don't even know what a maid is.

The maid has never been a ghostly wind, but ...... Is it really time that so many years of house have been in vain? The theory has long been clear, and the wind has been practiced for a while......

Youfeng has also been a housekeeper for decades in the Red Meng Pavilion, although she is not a maid. The two are basically the same, not to mention that Sister Yue, who is a high-ranking maid, has always been by her side.

"For the sake of fairness, the winner of the first dodgeball game of Fantasy Carnival will be the first to receive guests, and the countdown to 5.4.3.2.1 will begin"

Elt Luki's voice reached the maid's café like a radio, and the bell rang for the door to open almost at the same time, and the first guest had arrived.

Youfeng gritted his teeth after a short hesitation, there was no way, anyway, he had already lost the festival in the dodgeball, what are you afraid of! …… This is the only time, and I will never do it again......

In his heart, Yufeng comforted himself. The knowledge of the maid is known, but such a shameful costume and the words that are about to be spoken. Or let the wind tangle......

Fortunately, in the last ghostly wind, everything that should have been lost has been lost, and the festival has not recovered until now, isn't it just a maid...... Big husband cute big!

Holding the menu and notebook on the table with one hand, the corner of the wind raised a perfect smile on the corner of his mouth, and he walked handsomely towards the front of the store, with a black ribbon fluttering behind him.

Medea's eyes suddenly erupted like a mechanical number of records, this is this action, so handsome! Be sure to record it!

"Welcome, master (please make up this sentence in Japanese!) With a slight half-bow, the wind shouted in a sweet voice.

"Oh, this is the maid, it feels so good!" A hearty voice came, and Cú Chulainn walked in with a blood-colored spear in one hand and a smile on his face, which was a good feeling.

"I've reserved a seat for the owner in advance, please come with me" The smile remained unchanged, and the Ghost Wind led Cú Chulainn to a seat near the glass with the menu in one hand.

"Oooh!" A few people hiding behind the counter were watching the whole process with amazement, although they couldn't tell where they were surprised, but they just felt ...... It's amazing!

The unknown black heroic spirit outside the window was watching Cú Chulainn being introduced to his seat by the wind with resentment, knowing that it was the first reception of the wind, even if it was a violation, he had to fight for it!

The order in which they received the reception was based on the drawing of lots, and I don't know what the hell, Cú Chulainn, who usually had the worst luck, actually won the lot.

At first, the unknown Heroic Spirit thought that it might be a completely unreliable Heroic Spirit who didn't know how to entertain the maid, so that Cú Chulainn suffered a big loss, after all, he was lucky, and the result was ...... It's actually a ghostly wind! It's so unscientific!

"One copy of XXX, one copy of XXXX, does the master need anything else?" said with a smile from the contents of Cú Chulainn's order on the reader's menu.

"That's all for now," said Cu Chulainn satisfied, this kind of hospitality gave him a completely different feeling! It's very comfortable, very satisfied, maybe it's not bad to lose this time.

"Please take a moment, master," he said, taking the menu, and turned around and walked towards the counter.

"......" looked in the direction where the wind had left, and Cú Chulainn realized that the maid dress was so magical...... The faintly visible and invisible mystery on top of the black lace suspenders was so attractive that it even made him feel the urge to look down and observe, but fortunately, the little bit of heroic consciousness left him from doing so.

“！” After observing the maid's dress, Cú Chulainn turned his head and his expression tightened, and he suddenly found another layer of glass, where a dark figure was clinging to the glass, and his blood-colored eyes were looking at him angrily in the dark.

The wind is mine! Who allowed you to go and take a peek! The unknown Heroic Spirit repeated frantically in his heart, looking at Cú Chulainn, who was about to get the food from the wind on the other side of the glass, and the look of jealousy was already obvious.

"It's not your turn yet, why did you suddenly run over" Cú Chulainn didn't realize the danger at this time, and said suspiciously, isn't he in the third.

It wasn't her turn...... Depending on the situation, a person can only appear once, and the unknown heroic spirit doesn't believe that after this time, the ghost wind will continue to entertain as a maid, that is, ...... You only get one chance!

Resilient white hands pressed against the glass from the darkness, and just as Cuchulainn was thinking about what the other party wanted to do, the glass shattered.

Both hands instantly grabbed Cú Chulainn's neck, and the A-level tendons completely exploded at this moment.

The unknown Heroic Spirit is actually comparable to Cú Chulainn in terms of strength alone, and Cú Chulainn has more rune writing and battle continuity, and it is very difficult to defeat.

Even Hercules could confront it head-on for a while, but Cú Chulainn didn't expect that he would be attacked by his companions, and he was unprepared.

In fact, as long as you delay for a while, wait for the wind to pay attention, or let him write the rune script, you can completely get rid of the disadvantage and get the conditions for survival, but ...... There's no chance anymore.

Under the restraint of his hands, it was too late to struggle, and it didn't take long for Cúchulainn to turn pale and dizzy (die).

In the face of Cú Chulainn, who had lost his resistance, the unknown Heroic Spirit threw it with one hand, and without hesitation, threw the other party to the café opposite, that is, in the headquarters of their team, and he was sitting in the position of Cu Chulainn just now, looking expectantly at the counter in the other room, and the wind was about to deliver food.

There was a glass thud, and the pale Cúchulainn fell in front of Hercules, Iskander, and Nero......

"What's wrong with Cú Chulainn?"

"Looks like it's dead" (To be continued......)

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