Cage quickly recognized the man.

The owner of that very secluded bar.

No.

Cage lost his mind and looked at the sea of flowers in front of him.

He is

Enchanter.

I saw that the man gently raised the wand in his hand, and the sea of flowers spread rapidly, swallowing the dragon's breath, and blocking his mouth with countless flowers.

The dragon coughed violently twice, spat the flower out of its mouth, and then slowly fell to the ground, looking at the man warily.

Cage also slowly stood up from the ground, looking at the sea of flowers around him.

"It's . What? ”

"The magic that makes things harmless." Char said calmly.

This is Merlin's magic, and in FGO's plot, he even uses this magic to harmlessly dissolve the chaos tide of Tiamat, the mother goddess of creation.

To use this magic, you need to use a wand to channel the magic, so Char also brought her own wand.

As a magician, staff-making is essential.

It's just that the materials used are not very good, so the magic guidance is also relatively poor.

Compared to the Mother Goddess of Creation, harmlessing the dragon's breath couldn't be easier.

"Magic." Cage muttered softly.

With the appearance of Char, the sea of flowers that manifested the magic power gradually faded.

Hei Lang was surprised to find that he had just been seriously injured by the dragon's slap, and now he was back as before.

This sea of flowers also has a healing effect.

"Looks like I'm here just in time." Char looked around and smiled.

Hei Lang stood up and looked at the familiar and strange person in front of him.

"You saved me again, Mentor."

Hearing this, the rest of the Assassins, who didn't understand the situation, opened their eyes slightly and looked at Char in astonishment.

Mentor of mentor.

Isn't that the man who passed down the Creed of the Brotherhood?

He's still alive?

And so young.

Although Heilang kept mentioning Char's words to them.

But he never told the Assassins about Char.

So it's no wonder that the young Assassins thought Char was dead.

In the impression of the vast majority of people, the vast majority of the wise men who left behind their famous sayings are deceased.

Char raised her eyebrows and smiled, "I didn't teach you anything, but if you want to call me that, I don't mind." ”

Seeing that Char and the others ignored themselves a little, and even began to greet each other, Zara was obviously a little annoyed.

He suppressed his anger and continued to speak.

"Who are you?"

After turning into a dragon, his voice was very deep, and there was even an echo in this empty realm.

Char raised her eyebrows and looked at Zara with some surprise.

"I almost forgot about it."

Hearing this, Zara's forehead erupted with green tendons.

He finally couldn't suppress his anger and let out a roar at Char, and the entire underground space trembled violently because of it.

The hearts of the Assassins trembled slightly.

"I really didn't expect to see a dragon in this era." Char's face was still the same.

"The magic of the Nibelungen Ring can last so long."

His eyes flickered, "Looks like I'm going to have to show a little bit of the real ability to press the bottom of the box." ”

He raised his wand in his right hand, and at the same time, Zara on the other side suddenly waited solemnly.

After seeing the magic he had just done, he didn't think that this young-looking guy in front of him would be an easy person to deal with.

Although his dragon scales are highly defensive against magic, he still has to be serious.

Cage's breath was a little stagnant, the true skill of a living magician, which was extremely attractive to ordinary people, let alone for someone like him who had spent his life pursuing magic.

There was a little excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear of missing some details.

It's as if he could learn by looking at it.

I saw Char's right foot move back a step, and he whispered as if he was chanting a spell.

"Secret Technique—"

Zara held her breath and opened her mouth, a breath of dragon breath ready to go.

The next moment.

Char's left hand suddenly appeared with a long sword, and at a speed that was unobservable to their naked eyes, he instantly swooped in front of the dragon.

A flash of sword flashed.

Flutter —

With the sound of blades entering flesh, a hole was made in the dragon's abdomen, and blood burst out and spilled onto the ground.

"Draw your sword and slash!"

Zara roared in pain, flapped her wings, and retreated directly dozens of meters.

He looked at the bloody wound on his chest in disbelief.

He didn't seem to believe that his dragon scales would be cut open with a sword.

Cage and the Assassins were also stunned.

"It's not." Cage came back to his senses and couldn't help but shout, "What about the real ability to press the bottom of the box?" ”

"Isn't the mage's sword enough to press the bottom of the box?" Char replied with an eyebrow.

Cage's face froze, in a sense, this is really true.

No.

Why is a magician like you so strong in swordsmanship!

Cage complained in his heart.

But he also suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was Heilang's mentor, the one who taught Heilang those fighting skills, in a sense.

It seems to be a reasonable thing to do.

After realizing that Char is playing with herself.

The anger in Zara's heart finally erupted uncontrollably, and he roared in anger.

"You bastard!

Do you know who I am!? ”

"Of course I do."

Char stared at the dragon not far away, a slight inexplicable light in the depths of his quiet eyes.

"The head of the Nightmare Order, Zara Haag.

The promoter behind the West Francois coalition.

This world war, which has spread through the Americas, Asia, and Europe, has been expanded at your instigation.

Countless people have lost their lives, been displaced and their families have been destroyed.

One of the main initiators of the witch hunt in southern Britannia.

To serve your purposes.

Thousands, tens of thousands of innocent women have died because of you.

Because of you, you have been subjected to countless inhuman tortures.

The child lost his mother.

The husband lost his wife.

And the elderly parents have lost their favorite daughter.

I'm not here to enforce justice, though.

But there's no denying it.

Zara Haag.

Your sins have been inscribed in the Book of the Dead.

The execution ground in Hades has already prepared a place for you. ”

"If you don't say it, I don't even know I've done so much!"

The dragon roared and swooped down on Char.

"Zheng!"

The sharp dragon claws did not hesitate to engage Char's blade, and the sparks splattered with the sound of swords.

Every movement of the huge body set off a gust of wind, and every collision made the realm tremble faintly.

The people around had never seen a battle at this level, and some of them had dry mouths, including Heilang.

But at this moment, a familiar voice came to his ear.

"Want revenge?"

He turned his head to look at the source of the voice, and found Char standing beside him at some point.

He looked at him with some astonishment, and then at Char, who was fighting with the dragon not far away, and for a moment it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake

(End of chapter)