Chapter 301: False Saint
Catching a glimpse of Avenger's stubborn and aggrieved pitiful appearance, Su Shu laughed and laughed, she was a servant, but it was a pity that it was a silver-like wax gun head, which was not good to look at.
There is no way, it is unrealistic to expect a pampered hereditary monarch to charge into battle.
"So what do we do now?" Su Shu's gaze naturally fell on Xia Lan.
Compared with the incompetent Avenger, he is also half a pound and eight taels, he doesn't have many opinions, he was forced out along the way, and now that Xia Lan is by his side, of course he can only rely on Xia Lan unconditionally.
If it had been before, my self-esteem would have been unbearable.
But now it's different from the past, the relationship between him and Xia Lan has become closer, or in other words, he has almost regarded Xia Lan as a special existence that is similar to friendship and lovers, but not quite really, so of course he doesn't have the paranoid sense of rejection that he used to have.
Xia Lan thought for a while and said, "Hiding is not a long-term solution, but the other party's intentions are unclear, and it is not good to move forward rashly." I think it's better to be cautious first, it's better to find Luo Mengyu first and then go to the tower to find out. ”
Su Shu has no opinion on this, but the illusion is too big, it is not easy to find someone, and it may be staggered, so the four of them will stay on the way to the tower for a while, if they really can't wait, it means that Luo Mengyu may have gone to the tower one step earlier, and the four of them naturally can't delay any longer.
……
At this moment, on the clouds above that distant tower.
A four-hoofed beast that looks like a dragon and a deer gallops in the clouds and mist, it is the auspicious beast dragon unicorn, and I saw two men, one thin and one strong, sitting on the dragon unicorn.
The thin man was dressed in a dark cyan suit and showed gentleness and elegance, even under the violent turbulence of the divine beast, he also looked leisurely, always holding thick books between his fingers, while immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge, he would cast a few glances at the tower below from time to time, and the solemnity revealed between his eyebrows was obviously not as relaxed as it looked.
And the strong man sitting behind him is undoubtedly Zhao Shengcai, he always hugged the dragon qilin and didn't dare to take it lightly, for fear that one would accidentally fall from the clouds, but in fact, even if he really fell, his servant Berserker could easily pull him back.
"The Lord is a mortal after all." Seeing this, Berserker humorously quipped: "As long as you are a mortal, you are full of awe of the sky high above, after all, the sky has been unpredictable since ancient times." ”
Zhao Shengcai was not interested in arguing with Berserker, his eyes kept looking at the tower below, and said in a deep voice: "After hovering for so long, did you see something from that tower?" ”
In fact, compared to Su Shu and Xia Lan, who are familiar with Fate, Zhao Shengcai's understanding of the Holy Grail War is limited to some understanding of the main story, and he does not know too much about some derivative settings of the Fate series, after all, he has never been interested in the Holy Grail War, an anime that changes historical figures.
Sea of flowers, towers.
What does this illusion mean?
What is the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes?
Zhao Shengcai couldn't see it, and wanted to use his mobile phone to check, but the signal was interrupted in the illusion, and he couldn't connect to the network at all, so he could only check it afterwards, and now he wanted to grasp the relevant information of the mastermind behind the scenes as comprehensively as possible.
"Do you mean the owner of the tower?" Berserker was uneasy on the surface, but in fact his wandering eyes flashed with an inquiring desire from time to time, "That guy has been looking at us from the window, to be precise, he is looking at me, and I have looked at him a few times in a while. ”
As a teacher of Shenzhou and an ancient sage, Berserker has always held his own identity, and he should not call others 'that guy' with a casual attitude, but the other party is an exception, which obviously makes a noble saint like Berserker feel a little unhappy.
Due to the distance and the heavy fog, Zhao Shengcai couldn't see the details of the tower at all, let alone any windows, so he had to ask again: "What does he look like?" ”
Berserker pouted, "The other party is like me, young, white-headed, and in all fairness, his dignity is on par with mine. ”
What kind of description is this?
Sensing that Berserker had a faint desire for comparison, Zhao Shengcai couldn't help laughing, and simply proposed: "You fly closer, let me see it myself." ”
"That's not going to happen." Berserker refused: "Master, you are not a magician, and it is normal that you have no magic in your body and cannot see danger. And I'm different, in my eyes, that tower is simply a man-eating mouth, the magic around it is majestic, dangerous and unpredictable, as long as it goes down further, the dominance will fall into the hands of the other party, I don't care, but I can't say anything about your safety, Master. ”
Even if it is Zhao Shengcai, he is inevitably considered by his own servants to be a drag oil bottle.
This is really no way, after all, the magicians in Fate have the power of self-preservation, and they can act separately from the servants and command in the shadows.
On the other hand, the mist is no different from ordinary people, once they encounter the enemy's deadly trap, I am afraid that they will be wiped out without even having the opportunity to use the spell and the cute spell, so everyone has to stay by the side of the servant at all times just in case, even if it is a trick like Zhao Shengcai, it is impossible to be an exception, not to mention that the enemy team and the servants of the rank of Assassin are lurking in the dark.
"-Huh?" The dragon unicorn suddenly stopped rushing, and Berserker's lazy posture was replaced by seriousness, and a strong coldness appeared in his eyes for a moment, "It's coming." ”
Here it comes?
There is no doubt that the owner of the illusion is going to take the initiative to appear.
Zhao Shengcai's heart was awe-inspiring, his eyes were staring downward, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, for fear that he would miss it.
However, after a while, there was still no movement below.
"Master." Berserker raised his eyes slightly, reminding, "That guy has teleported over us, what's the use of you just looking down there?" ”
Topmost?!
Zhao Shengcai hurriedly looked up, only then was he surprised to find that the demon sea in the sky high above was expanding, and the surging magic power actually took on a substantial form, and in the vast ocean of magic power, a snow-colored figure like a bright moon stood in the sky, I don't know its name, but the strong holy will has already surged in my heart, it is definitely a leader in the holy path that is not inferior to the power of the saint!
"A guy who has nothing to show for himself." Berserker looked coldly, "Limited to the pseudo-saints of Western European epics, how can He De be compared with the historical facts of Shenzhou?" ”
"Western European epic?!" Zhao Shengcai's eyelids jumped wildly, and the premonition in his heart became more and more ominous, and he couldn't help but ask hurriedly: "You have already seen who he is?" ”
Without waiting for Berserker to answer, the snow-colored figure slowly fell, the robe fluttered like a fairy, the flowers bloomed out of thin air under their feet, and a handsome facial features that could not be found in the slightest flaw were completely revealed in front of their eyes.
"Hmm-I've heard that it's not appropriate to reveal your real name during the Holy Grail War, but I always think that you, a weirdo, should have seen my true identity, and you don't look like some rigid person, so call me ...... Merlin, Merlin is fine. ”
Accompanied by a magnetic voice, the snow-colored figure pretended to pinch his chin in distress, his eyes were always inseparable from Berserker, and Berserker's eyes were also staring at the past without showing weakness.