Glancing at the dark red magic array formed by the twisted patterns on the wall, Bai Hua snorted lightly.

The Rider on the opposite side also became nervous, pressing his body down, almost touching the ground, but a pair of long legs propped up his body and made a weird pose.

A bewitching and feminine aura emanated from her.

Such a gesture is not like a battle, but more like seducing the opposite sex, full of teasing.

However, no one could ignore the pair of short swords in her hand, which resembled spikes.

Bai Hua was unmoved by this.

Of course, the other party's servant, even if he is not a hero, is also an anti-hero, and according to the strange aura that the other party exudes that is close to demonic and godlike, it is strange that Bai Hua will despise it.

Therefore, Bai Hua slowly pulled out the divine sword at his waist, and the magic power around his body was also restless.

"Anyway, it's better to make a courtesy."

Maintaining a light but serious expression, Bai Hua introduced himself in a cold voice that could almost be said to be completely murderous.

"My name is Bai Hua, Bai Hua Arthur Doyle, and I am now in the rank of Assassin."

After saying this, Bai Hua didn't hide the cold and terrifying murderous aura, raised his sword and pointed at Rider.

"Then, if you are willing, I can allow you to give your name."

The sudden burst of murderous aura caused everyone present to freeze in place.

Emiya Shirou stared at Bai Hua's back, an expression similar to shock appeared on his face.

Obviously, Bai Hua, as usual, has a serious and indifferent face, but the feeling he feels at this moment is not the easy-going and serious in the past, but a kind of crazy horror.

That's right, it's madness.

He would rather fall into madness, abandon the reason that mankind is proud of, than face this terrifying aura.

Just looking at Bai Hua's back, Emiya Shirou felt like this.

The sword that turned into a killing intent traveled through his body, and every time the sword of killing intent slashed through his skin, there would be a coldness that could freeze his thoughts, and a stinging pain like a pinprick would strike.

In my ears, there was the whisper of the deceased.

It makes people can't help but give birth to the illusion that 'death is liberation'.

How many living beings can be killed?

This is the true posture of the Heroic Spirit, Baihua Arthur Doyle?

Suddenly, Emiya Shirou had a strange feeling.

If you think about it, it seems that you have never really understood Mr. Arthur Doyle, right? Whether it is the identity of the heroic spirit, or the person, even if it is the character, it only stays in the process of getting along, self-righteous cognition.

"Ya · · Thur... Mr. Doyle? ”

Extremely tired gasps, very reluctant but unable to hide the sound of fear hidden in it, just like that, came out of Emiya Shirou's mouth.

Even he himself, after hearing his own voice, had an incredible feeling.

I, in fear?

Body, trembling?

Why?

Because - scared!

To whom?

The answer, he already knew, was the figure in gorgeous armor in front of him.

A hero who can't help but shudder just by standing!

Its spirit, its breath, and even its figure will make people instinctively hold their breath.

'Unparalleled in the world, even if the stars bloom with brilliance, will be eclipsed in front of him. ’

This sentence inexplicably echoed in Emiya Shirou's mind.

- Unparalleled!

Yes, throughout the ages, there is no such person.

Even Saber, Lancer, Archer, can't reach this.

It's as if one person can subvert the absolute laws of the world.

At this time, Bai Hua realized the existence of Emiya Shirou, and immediately restrained his breath and turned to look.

"I'm sorry, Emiya, I'm a little angry right now."

Bai Hua was simply concerned, and the clear brilliance in his eyes made Emiya Shirou suspect that everything just now was all an illusion.

Because, he really couldn't connect the terrifying aura just now with the person in front of him with such clear eyes.

But...

"Whew-Whew-Whew-Whew-"

The mental overload, the violent wheezing, and the cold sweat that had completely soaked the clothes made Emiya Shirou realize the facts.

After a long time, Emiya Shirou raised his head extremely reluctantly, and was stunned for a moment.

Then, in some pain, he closed his eyes as a matter of course.

Ah, rightfully so.

With my back to Mr. Arthur Doyle, I became such an embarrassed posture, and it was strange to be stared at by Mr. Arthur Doyle, and to bear that kind of breath head-on, and to remain normal.

After confirming that Emiya Shirou was fine, Bai Hua returned his gaze to Rider and Shinji Makiri.

I saw that at this moment, Shinji Makiri, stared at the eyes that were already godless, his pupils were dilated to the limit, and tears continued to flow out, and his mouth was also muttering meaninglessly, while drooling.

The pants on the lower body have been wet, and there is a peculiar smell.

His body was as limp as mud, and with the support of Rider, he barely managed to stand up.

This is not too disgusting, which makes the disgust in Bai Hua's eyes even worse.

"Facing my murderous aura, did you escape the fate of being scared to death because of mental confusion? Let me give you the least hint of your luck. ”

In fact, people with strong spirits, in the face of Bai Hua's murderous aura, will not be able to bear the oppression in the end, and subconsciously desire to die by themselves, and every cell in the body will acquiesce, and then truly die.

A psychoactive effect similar to hypnosis.

And Shinji Makiri, his spirit is even more fragile than ordinary people, and before he was scared to death, he went crazy first, which can be said to be luck.

"Psychic attack?" Rider's eyes were even more solemn.

"What kind of stupid words, didn't you bear it with him just now, it's just a simple murderous aura."

Bai Hua's eyes leaked contempt, and he commented while groping for something.

"I can only say that I can't even bear the murderous aura, and your lord is not qualified to appear on my battlefield at all."

Immediately afterwards, two crystals, one gold and one green, appeared in Bai Hua's hands.

Under the surprised gaze of several people, the two crystals suddenly exploded, decomposed into golden-green powder, and slowly flew towards Shinji Makiri, who was already stupid.

Rider didn't stop it, silently watching everything happen.

Such a cold posture made Bai Hua squint.

Rider didn't protect his master, or rather, he didn't bother to do so.

In this way, morale becomes interesting.

The importance of the master is absolute for the servant.

No matter how strong the servant is, he also needs to use the stigma on the master's body, that is, the spell, as a medium, so that the Great Holy Grail will give magical support.

Once the Master is lost, the magical connection between the Servant and the Great Holy Grail will be severed, and even the body will gradually collapse and turn into magical power, let alone actions or battles.

Unless, make a contract with another master, or have a powerful technique to maintain the servant itself.

But Rider is clearly not in either of these areas.

In addition, Shinji Kiritsu is not a magician at all, and he can't smoothly transform his life force into magic.

That is to say······

"He's not your master at all, and he doesn't have a spell."

Bai Hua sighed and continued.

"He is not a magician, and even if he meets the condition of 'having a wish', he will not be chosen by the Holy Grail, that is, you are not summoned by him, but transferred to him.

Therefore, if he loses consciousness, you will naturally have no restraints, and even if he dies, it will not affect you much, or even at all, because the stigmata as a medium is not on him, but on the pattern on the book. ”

Bai Hua speculated indifferently.

Rider, who has always maintained a cold image, gradually became unattractive as Bai Hua speculated.

Because, as Bai Hua said, it is all in the middle.

"From the moment I saw you, I began to wonder, according to the information, Shinji Makiri should be an ordinary person with no magic qualifications, how could he become a master and successfully summon a heroic spirit?

It should be said that without magic power, even if he is summoned, he can't maintain the existence of the servant, of course, you can also say that it is because this enchantment is absorbing magic power.

However, the scope of the enchantment itself is not large, and the magic power it has absorbed so far is not much, plus the number of victims, just a few, and squeezing out the souls and all the life force of those people is not enough to maintain a servant whose body is made of magic power. ”

As he spoke, an inexplicable look flashed in Bai Hua's eyes.

Combined with the identity of the lord who was actively exposed by the palace when she was in the palace mansion before, the truth can be imagined.

Rider was summoned by Sakura Makiri, but because he didn't have the will to fight, he gave Rider to Shinji Makiri, a little imp who yearns for mystery and loves vanity.

At the same time, Bai Hua also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart because of this truth, because ······

"Why, don't you refute two sentences?"

“······”

Rider was silent and defensive.

"Well, then, that little imp on the ground, you should wake up."

Bai Hua's tone became dangerous, and his cold gaze swept over Shinji Makiri, who was pretending to be dead on the ground.

Sure enough, in the next second, Shinji Makiri got up in a panic, but he no longer had the arrogance he had when he first met, and he looked cowardly and afraid of being killed, hiding behind Rider, not even daring to show his head.

Perhaps, this is the truest appearance of Shinji Makiri.

Mean and ugly!

Even Bai Hua can only express his disgust for it, but he can't regard him as an enemy.

Because, Shinji Maki is really unworthy.

"Little ghost, let me ask you, who are those people in the back?"

Bai Hua glanced impatiently.

It can only be said that Bai Hua, who has a gentle personality, can express his impatience so obviously, and Shinji Makiri is very talented in making people feel disgusted.

Of course, this talent can only bring him calamity.

"Hah... Haha, hahahahaha! ”

Stimulated, Shinji Maki burst out laughing nervously.

It's like venting the negative emotions that have been suppressed in my heart, and I laugh very happily.

"Shinji, be honest, maybe I can let you go!"

Sensing that at the same time as Shinji Makiri's laughter, the cold light flashed in Bai Hua's eyes, Emiya Shirou was clever and kindly reminded the other party not to continue to die.

After all, if he continued to die like this, he didn't have the confidence to save Shinji Makiri's life in the hands of Bai Hua (dog life?). ）。

To be honest, Emiya Shirou is a little bit trying to kill each other.

Anyway, why didn't you find out before, this guy Shinji is brain-dead?