"It's really two worlds," the moment he stepped into the mountain range, Youfeng said with a slight change in his face.

Outside the mountain range, I couldn't sense anything abnormal in this area, just like an ordinary mountain range, but after entering, I found that it was full of unimaginable magic power, even if the magic power reserves of the wind were a drop in the bucket compared to here.

"......" cautiously walked among the mountains, Gawain was attacked as soon as he entered, but so far the wind has not felt any heroic spirits.

"Meow~" The subtle sound attracted the attention of the ghostly wind, and a certain black shadow disappeared into the jungle in the mountains in an instant, leaving only a faint footstep.

The purple-black wings spread, and the wind flew low at the foot of the wind, rapidly approaching the black shadow that was about to disappear, and any eyes that touched the wings along the way quickly yellowed and withered towards the end of life.

"Meow~" Seeing that the wind came to him in an instant, the black shadow made a puzzled voice and exclaimed cutely.

"Forehead ......" saw the appearance of the black shadow, and the corners of the wind twitched, and the movements became tangled, and the mountain range was ...... Is there such a creature?

Even if it's the evolution of species...... It's impossible to evolve such a creature, right?

Barely to the size of his knees, wearing a white shirt and a purple dress, two small cat ears on his brown and yellow hair swayed slightly, his eyes were exaggerated cat's eyes, and the size also occupied one-third of his face......

Exposed hands...... It's just two ○ types, and there is no distinction between fingers at all......

Overall,It's kind of a cute thing.,Changing into the size of a human can only be said to be deformed.。 But this size. It can just be used as a cute thing.

"Meow meow~" at the moment when the wind wanders. The creature that could barely be called a kitten girl ran up quickly, and disappeared again in front of the wind in a puff of smoke.

The purple-black wings faded away, and the wind floated again among the mountains, and it was running in the direction of the depths, and it was also heading there, and it would always be encountered.

The light wind blows the Buddha, making the wind feel slightly soothing, and the road to the depths of the mountains is headed. Aside from the kitten, the wind never saw anything alive or dead.

The silence of the mountains is unusual, and only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves of the Buddha trees accompanies the ghostly wind.

“……？” Gradually drifting into the depths of the mountains, a figure in a black robe stood with a sword, his eyes slightly closed, and his pale golden hair fluttering from time to time.

He was wearing a black robe that was five or six points imaginary to the black robe of the Substitute, the silver brilliant armor was buckled on the black robe, the lower half of the black robe had a small long slit, and the slender legs wrapped in black silk were exposed to the air when the wind blew.

"It's finally you, Guardian" seems to sense the coming of the Wind. The corners of the blonde's mouth lifted and said softly.

“…… Joan of Arc? His expression froze. The wind suddenly asked strangely, this form ...... It's so familiar...... Isn't Joan of Arc, nicknamed one of the many pseudo-sabers......

"The Guardian actually knows my real name," Joan of Arc's face showed a brief moment of surprise, followed by a faint smile.

Of course you do! In a sense, it can be regarded as a level of disaster for the country and the people, a heroic spirit that can make the national hero Bluebeard willing to fall and sacrifice for it.

There is also a special job referee (ruler), whether it is strength or leadership enough to serve as Saber's job manager, undoubtedly one of the top heroes.

"Just call me Wind......" Guardian Guardian or something, heard Wind's ears...... It's awkward!

"Understood, I've been waiting here for Lord Ghostwind for a long time," Joan of Arc nodded slightly, and said with a serious expression.

“…… Do you know I'm coming? The wind tilted his head and said with a slight puzzlement, Alaya ordered the Heroic Spirit to be captured, and this matter should not be known to the Heroic Spirit.

“…… Since Lady Yufeng knows my real name, I should also know about the job introduction" Joan of Arc also had a stunned expression, as if he didn't expect Yufeng to not understand her business.

“…… Roughly understood" After a while, it dawned on the wind that Joan of Arc's job provider, the special job adjudicator, would not generally appear in the Holy Grail War, and would only be dispatched if the Holy Grail might be distorted or threaten the world.

To put it simply...... This Joan of Arc is a fine work in the Heroic Spirit...... It is responsible for blending to avoid excessive contagion.

A group of top-level heroic spirits who have been held back for an unknown amount of time, if there is no personal limit, maybe the damage caused is even greater than Zhu Yue, that guy is suppressed by the inhibition force after all, but the heroic spirit is a real civil servant......

"After consulting with the rest of the Heroic Spirits, there are currently two solutions," Joan of Arc said, standing across from the Wind, with a solemn expression.

"The first way, defeat all the Heroic Spirits, and the Heroic Spirits who have lost their resistance will naturally return directly to the Valhalla, and there will be no other accidents."

Ghost Wind nodded slightly, and understood this, as long as the Heroic Spirits did not resist, Alaya alone could drag them back, but this time the Heroic Spirits ...... It doesn't seem to be easy, right......

"Of course, I don't recommend that you do this," the corners of Joan of Arc's Yan Sù's mouth suddenly hooked into a kind of schadenfreude smile.

"If you choose this method, I'm afraid that many heroic spirits will be very happy, and it is naturally impossible to force them back to have a one-on-one fair duel, and it is not impossible to rush up."

Youfeng smiled reluctantly,! Choosing this line is to make the rhythm of death...... There must be a top-level heroic spirit here, and it is the main body that comes, and it will be known what the situation is when Joan of Arc is sent to follow it.

Add to that the endless magic of entering the mountains and you can be sure of a ...... All the Heroic Spirits in the mountain range must have sufficient magical power, and their physical strength has reached the peak or even sublimation, which is by no means so easy to deal with. (Think of the sparkling infinite EA, my king has been curry stick)

So...... Such a group of people came and beat him up in groups...... Heroindolism is a hero who is good at melee combat, and his identity is a guardian, and he cannot pose a threat...... Both apotheosis states are completely nullified......

“…… What about the other way" The wind said semi-tragically, the above method is definitely not optional, and the beliefs collected in the type moon after choosing may be completely wasted......

"What's the other way...... Play the game, have a good time with the Heroic Spirits that are matched, and they will return to Valhalla," Joan of Arc said with a half-smile, half-successful in her plan.

As a heroic spirit, Joan of Arc naturally knows the difficulties of other heroic spirits, and it is not easy to come out once, and it is still inseparable from the range of the mountain range, so it is best to fulfill his wish and go back.

If the wind really chooses the first one...... In fact, the Heroic Spirit really didn't dare to do anything too much to him, maybe he might just go back to the Valhalla......

Heroic Spirit is a former hero in the end, and there is still some common sense, so it's okay to sneak out and play, if you get into big trouble...... Gaia's punishment will never escape.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have stayed within the confines of the mountains, and wouldn't have gone out to plague other countries or anything.

One more point...... The Wind is Gaia and Alayah's own son! In case you accidentally can't hold your hand in the fight...... If you kill your own son, what will your mother do to them......

"Playing games?" What kind of weird option is this...... Ghostwind hadn't really heard much of this......

"There will be no danger to my life, and it will not affect the world around us, so I will do it in a fair and just way, and I will personally supervise it, so you can rest assured"

“…… Having said so much, what about the other heroic spirits" Ghost Wind said helplessly, there is only one heroic spirit in the vicinity of the sweep, and there are definitely not a few who run out.

"I can assume that Lady Tempest has chosen the second way?"

"Are there any other options...... "Youfeng looked at Joan of Arc resentfully, and could see that the other party was pulling himself in the second way.

But Ghost Wind also knew the suffering of the Heroic Spirit, and if it wasn't particularly troublesome, it wasn't unacceptable to choose the second option.

“…… I'm sorry" Joan of Arc's pretty face was slightly apologetic, although he was a judge, but as a heroic spirit, he would have some personal feelings, unfamiliar ghosts, and partners who had been with him for a long time.

"Meow~" A slight cry, the little cat lady climbed on Joan of Arc's shoulders lightly, and her little head quickly lit up and down.

Glancing at the kitten lady, Joan of Arc nodded slightly and turned to the wind, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and the ironclad gloves raised their deep pale blue eyes with a smile.

"Now that you've agreed, you're welcome...... Fantasy Carnival"

"Meow~"

After a scream, the world changed abruptly. (To be continued......)

PS: It's been a long time since I've asked for a ticket...... Ask for a ticket!