Trust and suspicion often come from excessive self-confidence and lack of understanding. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Fate/Zero, the Master and the Heroic Spirit are split due to their different philosophies, which is present throughout the story.

The master has the idea of the master, and the heroic spirit has the persistence of the heroic spirit, and now with the chaos of the reincarnation, the problem of getting along with the original headache is becoming more and more complicated.

I don't know what the other reincarnators think, but his goal is clear, ten Heroic Spirits, he must hunt enough Heroic Spirits to obtain their Noble Phantasms and Inherent Enchantments (i.e., Sanctuary) that have been embodied by Alaya because of the world's praise, and find his own path through the study of Heroic Spirit Phantasms and Sanctuary.

The two Holy Grail Wars only summoned a total of thirteen Heroic Spirits (Saber Career Introductions overlapped), so there were not many options left for Chu Ci, he couldn't learn from others to sit on the mountain and watch the Tiger fight, let alone have a lone wanderer or reincarnation guild with enough strength to resist the Heroic Spirits, he had to become a 'Tiger'!

Kill any enemy you can meet!

"So the first step is to consume the excess trust and spells of others!"

……

Vilan held Sola with one hand, and during the mental power scan, the three-headed dog of hell was about to catch up, so she simply wrapped her hands around Sora's armpits and hugged the pair of towering upright.

The sensitive place was attacked, Sora screamed violently, but before she could make a move, Vilan's shoulder blades suddenly popped out of the dragon wings on both sides, and the wind was fierce, and she flew directly into the sky with Sora.

“fu/ck！ Keep chasing, be sure to catch Sora! The man standing in the center of the three-headed dog of hell scolded in a low voice, urging the demon pet to speed up, and he was about to catch up with the two women, but the woman who seemed to be a reincarnation spread her wings and soared, and suddenly the distance was widened.

Fortunately, I can still keep up, don't care about life or death after catching up, a thunder gun is the most real, and the man's face is so black that he is about to drip.

"Vilan... You are..."Sora is also the daughter of the Minister of the Séance, Sofiari, and naturally she can see that the dragon wings on Vilan's body are not a magic transplant.

"I'm a dragon." The corners of Wei Lan's mouth lifted slightly, and her beautiful cheeks couldn't tell if she was smiling, tonight from being attacked by a sneak attack to a confrontation, and then to chasing and fleeing, Wei Lan has always maintained a cold expression, and nothing seems to move her.

"Don't worry, you're safe."

There is no superfluous explanation, but it is such a simple sentence, combined with Vilan's cold and clear blue eyes, that makes Sora inexplicably calm down.

"Both sides collect their swords, and before the king drives the king, they must not make a mistake!" The Shenwei wheels channeled dozens of lightning bolts, forcing back the dozens of reincarnators who rushed towards them.

"New Heroic Spirit!" Dilumudo's pupils shrank slightly.

"I am the conquering king Iskandar, and I have appeared in this Holy Grail War as a rider in this Holy Grail War..."Iskandar put his hands together and roared loudly, no, not so much a roar, but a monarch with great martial arts, who came to the front of the battle with majesty and declared his will to decide life and death.

But his words are destined to be ignored.

"I'm sorry, I have something else to do, and I need to rush to save someone." Dilumudo did not hesitate to interrupt Iskandar's proclamation, waving the gun ring with both hands, and speaking as he retreated, carefully alerting everyone who appeared around him, "My lord's family has been attacked by a dastardly sneak attack, I must go to the rescue!" ”

Before Artoria and Iskandar could react, Dilumudo had already been quickly transformed into a dissipating golden sand at Kenneth's urging.

"Hey~~ Wait!" Iskandar stretched out his palm to keep it, but it was too late.

"Tonight's battle is so unpleasant, the fierce battle that stops abruptly, like a beautiful woman who cruelly stops a moment before her high tide, I feel like we need an intense/emotional tango." In the dark, a strange man dressed in a special costume popular in the 40s of the 20th century danced out, high-waisted pants, narrow cuffs, large lapels, thick padding, a long shirt with wide shoulders, and a riotous yellow top hat, a face that was green and seeping, and two rows of front teeth glittered.

"Joker?" Iskandar subconsciously cried out.

"No, honorable king, please call me a liar." The strange man took off his hat, made an exaggerated salute, and then drew a handkerchief from his hat, "Let me show you a delightful magic trick." ”

The handkerchief flickered, and under the gaze of the Heroic Spirits and the Reincarnators, it grew larger and larger, and finally became like a tablecloth, and the fingers of the strange people kept spinning.

"Fall!" The strange man pulled out, and the tablecloth slowly descended, but it seemed to be hindered in mid-air, a small piece protruded in the middle, and as the edge fell, a person was draped in the center of the tablecloth!

What kind of trick is this?

Artoria frowned subconsciously, but did not speak. She didn't speak, but Iskandar, the King of Conquest, had already opened her mouth first.

"Tell me, liar, who is covered in the white cloth."

The strange man replied, seeing the last man from Iskander, and then turned to the distant crane tower: "It's the person in your heart, and it's yours .. Your... Everyone's. ”

As he spoke, the outline under the tablecloth kept changing, sometimes large and sometimes small, as if there was a kaleidoscopic person hidden inside.

That person is the lovely person who has been sunk in people's hearts for a long time, forgotten but traced back, like a sweet dream on a midsummer night, sweet and sad.

"I want to sing a poem..."

The strange man stroked his chest and appeared in the place where the light and moonlight were most concentrated, as if it were his Broadway, waiting for him to sing.

But as a king, how can you let others dictate the rhythm!

"Arrogant thief, you're trying to tease a king!" Iskander swung the sword of Seprut in his hand, and the Flying Hoof Thunder Bull kicked out a dazzling fire, pulling the Divine Might wheel towards the Joker.

"Your Majesty doesn't dare." The strange man smiled half-sarcastically, ripped off the tablecloth beside him, his long silver hair, and his face as delicate as a puppet...

"Alice Phil !!" Artoria screamed, tiptoeing a little, about to dodge out.

“saber！” A familiar voice sounded behind Artoria.

"Be careful!"

"Hee-hee, I see a flaw!" The strange man spun in place, like a tornado, smashing into Kamui's wheels, and Iskandar swung his sword at it, but he easily avoided it, and appeared in front of Artoria in the blink of an eye, two rows of shiny front teeth gleaming, and then slipped through the hole that Artoria had leaked.

"Don't think!"

"Get out of here!"

The reincarnators present were divided into three waves, one of which rushed towards Iskandar, the other half towards Artoria, and there was another group of reincarnators in the same place, always maintaining a mysterious posture and confusing faction choices, making it impossible to see which side they belonged to.

Faster than the reincarnation is the reaction of the Heroic Spirit.

"Despicable villain."

Artoria only slowed down the rotation of inertia, and the magic in her body quickly swollen, and she turned around, and the sword of victory slashed towards the stranger.

The strange man grinned, under Artoria's angry gaze, under the vicious and furious Emiya Kiritsugu was about to pull the trigger, and in the mentality of countless reincarnators who almost didn't have to think or guess, he just took out a large colored pen and quickly drew a red-nosed clown on Alice Phil's face, and then turned into a lump of mud in the silver filament released by Artoria's attack and Alice Phil's subconscious, and quickly melted into the ground.

No one would think that this guy was dead, and even Emiya Kiritsugu, who was accustomed to killing his target by all kinds of despicable means, couldn't help but feel a chill rise at the thought of such an elusive act as a strange person.

"Don't be afraid, you still have us by your side." A soft female voice rang out behind Kiritsugu Emiya.

……

Open up a second battlefield, quickly open the battle line, and then kill the reincarnators who came out to make trouble with the power of thunder, and end the next battle as soon as possible, before the others react!

This is Chu Ci's plan, simple and clear!

The simpler the plan, the easier it is to execute, but the harder it is to change.

"Kenneth, how long is it before Lancer arrives?"

In the howling cold wind, Chu Ci's voice clearly reached Kenneth's ears.

"There's about 300 bars (about a second)."

"Good, get ready to kill!" Chu Ci smiled lightly, the expression in his eyes kept changing, as if he was contacting some people.

The four of them kept shuttling through the streets and residential areas, you chased after me, no ordinary people could see them, only the momentary flash, the long hair flying and the occasional hunting sound of the wind-ragged clothes, only in this silent late night revealed a mysterious magic atmosphere.

Miyaki and Makiriya have fled for a long time, to be precise, it should be that Miyatsuya has fled for a long time, and Makiriya has not supplied berserker to a fierce battle at the docks, but he has already sent Berserker back to Makiri's house to save Sakura.

No matter what Gong Lu said, his firm gaze never changed.

"it! That's not your daughter, why are you so nervous! "Gong Lu is also speechless, Aiwu and Wu have reached the level of the night of Tongyan, which is completely sick.

It's a pity that he has this one master, no matter how you say it, you have to keep him!

Gong Lu carried the Jian Tong Yan who began to vent his magic power, and rushed towards the Jian Tong Mansion at night, followed by Chu Ci and Kenneth.

"Damn, it's only the first day, is it necessary to bite it?" Gong Lu yelled backwards.

Chu Ci was not to be outdone: "No way, look at you like a weak chicken." ”

"Huh~" Gong Lu is super unhappy, and he can't wait to die with Chu Ci and then use the reproductive resurrection of the virus, but what can he do, he still doesn't continue to run wildly.

"Pleasant? Etiquette! ”

"Hmm~~"

"There's another good show, do you want to see it? Do you want to see it? My little friend will definitely be willing, so let's go together, if it's on fire I'll jump on tap, if it's out I'll dance tango, if there's a fight, then I'll waltz. ”

"Hmm~~"

"Here we are." Gong Lu looked at the skyrocketing fire in front of him, slowly lowered his speed, and at the same time the heat induced radiation to prevent the plot.

"It's !!" Jian Tong Yanye was excited, struggling to break free from Gong Ji's hands, limping and dragging his unconscious arm towards the scene of the fire.

The burning house has already attracted the fire brigade, who set up a cordon and suppress the flames with water cannons, calling out to the occupants who may still be inside.

"Sir, you can't enter..."A firefighter saw the night of the wild goose and hurriedly came up to stop it.

"Don't get in my way, I'm a resident here!" Jian Tong Yanye frowned and waved his hand.

"Not good!" Gong Lu suddenly sensed a strange killing intention, and hurriedly rushed towards Tong Yanye.

Jian Tong Yanye originally wanted to push away the firefighter next to him, but his hand stretched out, and this firefighter with an ordinary face turned into a monster, a big mouth appeared on the firefighter's chest, the cracked flesh was its lips, the white stubble ribs were sharp teeth, and the wriggling internal organs were like tonsils, bloody and violent!

"Watch your hands, that's my future trophy!" Chu Ci and Kenneth didn't follow far away, so they could watch the battle for a long time, but unfortunately within a minute, Tong Yan was still struggling at night, and the same was true for Gong Lu.

Chu Ci smiled when he heard this, what about the black knight? How far is the legendary berserker from here.

In the dense forest, Berserker was half-squatting on the ground, blood soaked through his armor, and the moment he turned from virtual to real, Chu Ci knew how badly he was injured. (To be continued.) )