Stray Chapter 82: Luck is very important

A moment later, a figure walked out of the mountain gate.

It was a tall, sturdy looking "warrior" who was powerful and powerful. His body exuded not only unusually powerful magic fluctuations, but also a kind of iron-blooded perseverance—

However, his appearance is dignified and handsome, and it can be called the level of a peerless beautiful man. With a high nose bridge and heroic eyebrows, his face is very shrewd. The tightly pursed corners of his mouth can also make people feel his rigorous and self-disciplined will, but his eyes seem to contain deep melancholy.

It is not contradictory, although handsome and handsome, but also exudes a strong masculinity.

"Dilmudo? It's you?"

Altoria was stunned for a moment. Although it had been a long time since the Fourth Holy Grail War, she still remembered her original opponent, no matter if it was the unrestrained Conqueror King Iskandar. His nerves were miswired, and he acted like the so-called oldest king of heroes, like a street scoundrel.

Naturally, I will not forget the Lancer from the beginning. After all, we are both opponents and have cooperated with each other. Even if the impression is not deep, it will not be forgotten at all.

"Huh? Do you know me?" Di Lumuduo frowned, he carefully looked at the **** the mountain trail.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, slender body, like a noble girl walking out of the palace, although wearing a modern dress, it is difficult to hide the awe-inspiring and clear temperament on her body, like a sharp edge, like a An unsheathed sword.

There is also that terrifying magic power fluctuation, which is obviously more tyrannical than his own. It is definitely a Servant, and it is still the level of one-on-one...

But this is of course, Dirumdo is not surprised, after all, it was the first night, everyone just summoned the Servant, and it was not two hours before the Holy Grail War started, and they dared to kill alone. The enemy who came to the door...

It would be strange if it weren't for an absolute formidable enemy.

But the fact that the other party knew him really surprised him. No matter how much he thought about it, he didn't remember that he knew such a strong man before his death.

"Understood, in the Fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago, you appeared as a Lancer class..." Arturia nodded and said.

"The fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago... You were also the Servant who was summoned to join the war?" Dirumdo's eyes suddenly became surprised when he looked at the King of Knights, but he still had some doubts : "But why are you able to keep the memory?"

He also heard about this matter. After the witch summoned him, she told him about the Holy Grail War ten years ago? Said that he had been summoned once? It was indeed Lancer's job. Chi... Although he doesn't have this memory at all, but surely there is no need for the Master to make up or deceive him.

But why? This strange Servant recognized himself as soon as he came to the door, and told such a secret accurately? Does it even sound like she is a Servant who participated in the last Holy Grail War?

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It was just a simple question, but the King of Knights couldn't help but lose his mind.

"I am indeed the Servant who was summoned to the war...and? Always..."

After a long while? Artoria sighed softly just now. Speaking of which, she couldn't help but raised her head, looked up at the sky, and watched the stars in the winter night? It was a rare moment of emotion. .

It seems that a lot of things have changed...

And it seems that many things haven't changed? Just like the cold Fuyuki City back then.

I never found out, until I returned to the city again, saw my former opponent, and heard the question from the other side, I was stunned to realize that the white horse had passed the gap? .

"It's always been..." DiLumuduo's eyes suddenly became a little wrong? "Are you trying to say, are you the victor at the beginning? Live to the end? Even to this Holy Grail War ?"

"...you can understand that."

Artoria pondered for a while, then nodded.

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Dirumdo responded with a sneer? That witch was the Servant of the Four Wars? Wasn't sent back to the Throne of Heroes? Knowing how the other party did it, I only know that the other party has now become a monster that the Servant can't match.

And that's it, the witch also said that there was no winner in the strict sense of the four battles ten years ago. In time, the fifth Holy Grail War begins again.

——Originally, the Holy Grail War happened once every sixty years.

——The Great Holy Grail needs to draw magic power from the leylines in Fuyuki City. If it takes a huge amount of magic power violently, it will cause the leylines to dry up. Unless there is an absolute certainty that a success can be guaranteed, then a long stream of water is naturally the best choice.

That's why Dirumduo doesn't believe that in addition to his current master, there are other servants who can cheat and continue to exist in the world for ten years.

There is no possibility of them coexisting at all. If this is the reason why there is no winner in the Holy Grail War, wouldn't killing each other be the best solution to the problem? Why delay until ten years later, this time the Holy Grail War to solve the problem?

He can only suspect that the other party used some method, such as a Noble Phantasm or skill that can see through his real name, he knows his true identity, and he just knows the inside story of the original four wars, so he chose such a tactic, wanting to Relax your vigilance and enter the position behind you...

"I know you won't believe it, but you and I are not enemies..." Artoria raised her eyebrows, "I'm in the same camp as the witch behind you, and she and I are in the same camp. Servant of the Master."

"Is that so? Where's the evidence?" Dilumu's eyes were sharp.

He doesn't believe it anymore, that transcendent servant, the monster-like witch and the master? Are you kidding me, can you be more fake?

"Evidence..." The girl couldn't help frowning. How could she come up with evidence for such a thing? She thought for a while, "Medea knows me, as long as I meet her once."

According to the system of this world, with the help of her Master, she has completed the transformation of the gods with the help of the concept and divinity of the holy spear, becoming King Arthur named Artoria, who can also be The goddess known as Rungominiad.

Although it is limited to the elemental field of "wind", she is not able to switch between any elements at will like the Master, and is not affected by all mutual growth and restraint, but she has indeed achieved the achievement of elemental pure energy.

Not only can she sense when someone calls her name, she can instantly move to the other party's side directly through the "wind". If there is a certain place that she already knows and grasps the specific location, she can also directly transfer it through the ubiquitous "wind".

But not now, it's not that she doesn't want to be direct, but Liudong Temple's defense is impeccable.

I don't know if it was Medea's uninterrupted upgrades and enhancements over the past ten years, making it a magic fortress beyond the level of a temple; or in the ten years in this world, the witch has also achieved huge Breakthrough, technology has entered the realm of God?

"So do you want me to let you in?" Di Lumuduo realized that he had seen through the other party's next plan, and couldn't help sneering.

"...No need, I can just wait here." Of course Artoria understood the other party's thoughts, and didn't want to cause misunderstanding, she just stared at the mountain gate behind the other party and answered calmly.

So nice to talk? Di Lumuduo frowned tightly, feeling that something was wrong. Could it be that the other party was delaying time?

Are you preparing for the release of the Noble Phantasm, or are you using your skills to gain insight into more intelligence, trying to analyze the reality of Liudong Temple's position, and looking for loopholes? No, I can't let her go on like this.

"Huh?" Artoria almost immediately noticed the fierce hostility rising from Dirumduo's body, and she immediately frowned. Isn't the kindness she showed enough?

"That won't work. Since it is impossible to determine whether you are an enemy or a friend for the time being, you can only be regarded as an enemy..." The chief warrior of the Fiona Knights raised his hands, and two swords appeared in the In his hands, "If you don't do anything, it will be unreasonable."

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"Are you actually a Saber class this time?" Looking at the two swords in his hand, Arturia sighed, "Then maybe you will be luckier this time, you just don't know the Lancer this time. Who is..."

The carnival that the Master is going to hold may indeed not hurt anyone, because in his logic, psychological harm does not count as harm.

So the obvious fact is that Lucky E's Lancer should definitely be the most worried about herself... If it was her, it would be too late to commit suicide now.

"What are you talking about?" Dirumdo asked suspiciously, "But from what you said, you don't seem to be the Heroic Spirit of the Seat of Spears? So, are you Archer?"

He thinks this is a very simple reasoning. The strong aura on the girl is very likely to be a rank among the three knights. After all, it is hard to imagine that she will be Assassin, and the witch was Caster last time, and it has continued to appear in the world. Still occupy that position.

As for Rider, it is said that it is very likely that he is also in his own camp——

Now the witch is helping the girl named Sakura, using the mirror unearthed in the Etruscan temple to summon, if successful, it will also summon a famous character from Greek mythology, Class adaptability is either Rider or Lancer...

"No...but class doesn't matter at all." Arturia shook her head, clenched her hands, and suddenly spread in all directions with the invisible wind, released, and the sword of vowed victory appeared in her hand superior.

In that case, let's play.

It just so happens that I haven't touched the holy sword again in all these years, and some hands have been born.

"Wait, what a joke..." A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Dirumdo's forehead. Could it be that the other party is also Saber? And I don't know why, the moment the other party held the sword, his premonition was madly sounding the alarm, just like the moment when he faced the huge demon pig in the last battle of his life.

No reason?

Is it really that unfortunate?

By the way, it seems that although I am not a Lancer rank, my luck is still E rank.

"It's all this time, what are you still thinking about? Isn't it you who wants to fight?" With a clear voice, Artoria stepped forward, and the Holy Sword of the Star slashed down with a heavy blow. The moves are very simple and direct, open and close.

Boom!

Smoke and dust were everywhere, obscuring his sight. Di Lumuduo stepped back a few steps and left deep footprints in front of the mountain gate. His face changed dramatically. If it was just a bad premonition, now it is a direct Confirmed, he is absolutely impossible to be the opponent's opponent.

This slender girl didn't have much power to hit hard at all, but a simple hit was still unbelievably heavy, making his jaws almost crack, his arms numb, and he almost couldn't take the first hit. , the magic sword in his hand was almost knocked out.

"Okay! Come again!"

This situation instead aroused the victories and unwillingness in the blood of the Celtic warriors. Dilumu roared and explosively increased his mobility by releasing magic power. He jumped up in an instant, and counter pressured back. , launched a condescending fall attack!

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Fyuki City, Sanctuary Church.

Although it was late at night, the church on the hill was brightly lit. The soft light of the candlesticks illuminated the entire chapel, but the air seemed to freeze, almost overwhelming.

"You bastard, if you dare to look at this king with that kind of gaze, this king will scoop out your eyeballs..." The gloomy tone and awe-inspiring murderous aura made the air smell a bit bloody. It seems that the master who said this was not joking.

The Servant is covered in golden light, so dazzling and dazzling that it seems to be Archer who walked out from the propaganda posters of some page games of the Celestial Dynasty. Looking at the blue Servant on the opposite side, it exudes a naked killing intent.

"Oh, that sounds amazing..."

The man in blue tight-fitting armor and holding a two-meter scarlet magic spear raised his mouth slightly, his eyes were as cold as a beast, and he did not put the naked **** threat of the golden hero in his eyes. Instead, he looked up and down with the eyes of a beast staring at his prey.

"I don't hate beasts that scream before they die, or, in other words, hunting such beasts is a sense of accomplishment..."

"Bastard! You are courting death!"

Golden Archer was furious, and the space behind him suddenly appeared distorted like a mirage. Weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds showed sharpness through the ripples in the space like the waves on the water, rolling huge magic power, aiming at the Blue pikemen in front.

Seeing that the situation is extremely critical, the battle is about to break out.

"Okay, stop, especially you, Archer, I clearly warned you before..." The nun who had been pondering on the side finally raised her head and said coldly, she had a head Long silver hair and golden pupils, fair complexion and petite stature.

"You want to order this king?!"

The golden hero turned his head, his eyes blazing with anger, his eyes were so vicious that he seemed to want to eat each other.

"One last warning, step aside now! If you want to make a fool of yourself, I can do it for you, Gilgamesh..." The girl in the nun's uniform seemed more impatient than him, her icy gaze With unquestionable meaning.

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In an instant, Gilgamesh's face froze with extremely cold killing intent, losing all expression.

"Okay! Okay! I'll remember it for this king..." After a while, his hateful eyes suddenly moved away, and he glanced at the blue spearman resentfully. Don't know where to disappear. "...you get a life, rabid dog."

This woman is crazy!

He had never seen anyone more unscrupulous than himself, and just after summoning him, he had already used a Command Spell.

There is no other reason, but simply because of Gilgamesh's defiant attitude and arrogant behavior, she was very dissatisfied, and directly used her master's power to teach him a lesson, making him a big ugly... Such a humiliation Of course, the most ancient hero king was furious, but he was indeed afraid.

It's not that this nun doesn't know the cruel rules of the Holy Grail War or the importance of Command Spells to the Master, but she doesn't care at all.

If the King of Heroes really dared to provoke her head-on after being warned, she would definitely use a Command Spell to order him to make a fool of himself, such as taking off his clothes and running around Fuyuki City naked. That's how threatening she is.

As for the last remaining Command Spell, maybe it will send him directly on the road——

"Suicide, Archer!"

She would definitely dare to do that!

So even though he was trembling with anger, when he encountered a guy who was more assertive than himself, Gilgamesh could only swallow his voice and plan to look for opportunities later.

"Hey, it turns out that only the mouth is powerful..." The blue spearman sneered.

"Okay, Lancer, let's stop here." The short-haired woman in a suit said, stopping her servant from further escalating the situation that had just been calmed down.

"As you wish, Master." The spearman didn't care.

The short-haired woman looked at the golden heroic spirit with a headache, and then at the silver-haired nun: "I didn't expect you to be involved..."

"I didn't expect the Command Spell to appear suddenly." The silver-haired girl replied calmly, "I was thinking of dealing with it casually, so I searched in the relics left by my father in the church, and finally found one. A piece of snake sloughing fossils, and as a result, such a useless thing was summoned..."

Speaking of this, she looked at the Golden Heroic Spirit contemptuously, as if to think that this kind of guy who only raises the bar is of no use and only adds trouble to her own management.

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Gilgamesh's body was shaking, and the flames of murderous intent burned in his eyes.

Be patient!

Be patient!

The King of Heroes learns to forbear for the first time in his life, at risk of being ordered out by this vicious nun to run naked around Fuyuki City.