The pure, surging magic came from nowhere, and in an instant it filled Webber's body, and he suddenly opened his closed eyes—the restless magic in his body, and pulled back a little of his unconscious mind and... Let Webb see hope!

Hope to save Sakura Makiri!

There's still a chance!

The finger that left the skin of the Kirizakuri half an inch pressed it again, and while the magic flowed past, the lines that had been carved before, but the color had become dull, once again emitted a bright red glow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If the pen is like a dragon, then Weber is like a dragon at this moment. The mysterious lines are outlined... It was only with the last stroke that the speed of the fingertips slowed down.

The feeling of emptiness that would arise from the exhaustion of his magic power stirred Webb's nerves again and again, causing him to feel a wave of discomfort.

But, under the feeling of discomfort, Webb revealed, a faint smile.

And this smile-

Even if the spirit is almost comatose and his eyes are white.

Even if it's sweating all over because of excessive concentration.

Even if he barely pulled out a smile because of overwork.

They all look good.

It's all clean.

All seem gentle-!

Because this is the smile that will only arise when you are close to giving up in despair, after seeing the light and holding it firmly!

One of the purest smiles in the world!

"It's over... Then let me get some good sleep—" Webber, after carving the Soul Suppression Enchantment, finally couldn't hold on, slowly closed his eyes, and fell backwards.

And at the moment of falling to the ground, Webber vaguely heard the weak but worried voice of the girl named Maki Sakura, and the eager shouts of the girl named Maki Sakura, who rushed to the night when he heard the sound.

But what is the content... Webb can't remember anymore.

- The next day, early in the morning.

The sunlight came in through the screen window, and Webb's face was a little warm, and his eyelids moved.

He opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, and Webb was stunned for a moment.

"My head is going to explode..."

Webb sat up slowly, leaning on the head of the bed, holding his head with one hand.

After a moment of confusion and confusion when he first woke up, the memories of yesterday flowed through Webb's mind like a tidal wave, and he couldn't help himself even if he didn't want to think about anything.

Now Webb feels a terrible pain in his head, probably because of the sequelae of using too much magic yesterday, he just wants to be quiet in a daze, and he doesn't want to come to anything.

But there are some things that don't always make him want.

"Hmm... Where did the pure magic that suddenly appeared in the body yesterday come from? ”

Webber held his head and reluctantly accepted the baptism of yesterday's memory, and then discovered the strange place why he was able to successfully carve the soul suppression enchantment yesterday.

Without that sudden magic power, killing Webb would not have been able to successfully set up a soul-suppressing enchantment, after all, that magic power, although the amount is small, but the degree of purity is more than that of Webb a few streets!

And without that magic, Weber would no longer be able to redeem his life for magic - if he continued to do so, the second time he would not be alive, but life.

"It seems... Coming from the right arm? Webb muttered.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that the magic power spread from his right forearm to his whole body, indicating that the source of that pure magic power is the right arm?

But there is nothing special on his right arm, and if he insists on saying anything, it can only be a spell.

Spells...

"Lancelot, come to my room." Webb passed the word in the contract.

Since he wasn't sure, why not call Lancelot to make sure?

The black spirit son condensed beside the bed to form a knight in black armor, and the rest of his eyes were black except for the red on his helmet... Of course, that's not counting the white marker bug between his right finger, which naturally hangs down.

Webb looked at the half-dead white marker worm and twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"I didn't expect you to be quite responsible." Webb was a little surprised.

Last night, he gave Lancelot an order to be optimistic about the night of the wild goose, but until now, he is still carrying it out?

This work attitude has to be praised.

Lancelot: "..."

"Did you give me that magic yesterday?" Seeing that Lancelot was silent, Webb shrugged his shoulders and stopped flirting, and asked directly.

Lancelot: "..."

Webb: "..."

"Talking, how did you become dumb?!" Weber was a little upset, didn't he just flirt with him, as for this attitude? Doesn't he know that the demon can snap?

Be careful I'm using a sissy magic trick and then smack you... Webb thought maliciously.

Well, please forgive Webb for this tease's mental activity, after all, he is essentially just an ordinary person, and it's not surprising that he will be a little nervous after the big ups and downs...

But then again, it seems that the magic of Nianghua has not come in the main god system? Well, it doesn't matter, that's what Webb thought.

Lancelot: "..."

This attitude, let's give a bad review... Webb sighed.

Seriously, if you don't threaten you with Artoria, you're going to rebel?

"I say, if you continue like this, don't want me to help you be judged by your lovely king, King Arthur."

This time, Lancelot finally spoke, but what he said made Webber stunned.

"Roar! Arthur...! Roar—"

With a low roar like a beast, Lancelot's eyes surrounded by armor swelled with redness, and the steady black qi around him began to roll. The whole person has become a little selective.

“... Crazy, transformed? ”

Webb's eyes widened, and he uttered word for word.

He was a little stunned, and checked the information of Lancelot, as the master, he could check all the information of the Heroic Spirit he belonged to, and removed the treasure.

Lancelot

Gender: Male

Height: 191cm

Weight: 81 kg

Rank: Berserker

Attributes: Order and madness

Tendon strength: A

Durability: A

Agility: A+

Magic: C

Lucky: B

Noble Phantasm: A

Class skills

- Frenzy: C

Keep your skills

- To the magic: E

- Elven Protection: A

- Infinite Martial Arts: A+

"Frenzy :C?" Webb gasped, "I was obviously crazy before: E's..."

Here's what Lancelot had to say when he was first called.

Lancelot

Gender: Male

Height: 191cm

Weight: 81 kg

Rank: Berserker

Attributes: Order and madness

Gluten strength: B+

Durability: B+

Agility: A

Magic: A

Lucky: B

Noble Phantasm: A

Class skills

- Frenzy: E

Keep your skills

- To the magic: E

- Elven Protection: A

- Infinite Martial Arts: A+

"In addition to the decrease in mana and the same luck, all other attributes have increased with the madness of the class skills..."

But why do you go crazy and your class skills will improve... Webber scratched his head in annoyance.

"Wait, I don't remember, if the madness level increases, the mana will decrease." Webb suddenly remembered something like this.