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Chapter 661 It's All Merlin's Fault!

"Merlin..."

Gao Wen frowned, also looking displeased, and the suspicious expression on his face became more serious.

It seemed that he was seriously thinking about this possibility, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it must be so.

In the end, this knight who believed that he was honest, humble and loyal, and was recognized as having a noble personality, couldn't help but express his most objective and fair evaluation of a certain court magician.

He looked at Fujimaru Tachika, thought about it and said:

"Master, I also know that if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I shouldn't make random guesses and add fuel to the truth, but I think it is very likely that Merlin... This is not my subjective assumption, after all, that magician My favorite thing is to mess around."

"Eh……"

Fujimaru Tachika's expression began to waver, because Gao Wen's statement was too convincing, like a person who takes honesty and reliability as his benchmark and never lies, when he opens his mouth to express his opinion on something, Enough to have a final effect.

"That's right, that's right! It must be like this, without further ado, we're going to cut off that man's dog's head now..."

Without giving the master a chance to think carefully, Mordred also said indignantly, it was rare to stand on the standpoint of the knights of the round table, she also hated that magician, and the other party did this against herself and her father. insult--

Just bring anyone here, let the other party inherit the orthodoxy of King Arthur, and continue to let the false Camelot that lost everything continue in this singularity?

hateful!What did that old bastard think of his career, his achievements, and his life!So no matter what, this time, I absolutely can't let that bastard Merlin go!

Moreover, Camelot has already perished, and everyone has not escaped the destructive ending. From the King of Knights to the Knights of the Round Table, the curtain has come to an end. The ideal city no longer exists, and everything has been wiped out in the dust and smoke of history...

And as a former court magician, King Arthur relied on his right-hand assistant and best friend. Merlin didn't die with everyone, didn't die for the country, and continued to follow the round table, follow the monarch... Can't even do such a thing?

He is not loyal!

Therefore, whether it is public or private, emotionally or rationally, I need to wait for others, my former colleagues, to give that bastard magician a little friendship and help!

"Fu! Fu——Fuwu!"

At this time, Fufu, who was squatting on Fujimaru Tatsuka's shoulder, nodded again and again, as if she agreed with this to a considerable extent.

"Huh? Even Fufu thinks so..."

Matthew looked a little stunned, and then an uncertain expression appeared on his face: "So... so is it really Mr. Merlin? But, but... Isn't it just a suspicion? It seems to be directly convicted It looks like..."

There seems to be something wrong with the situation. It is not so much a rational discussion and analysis, and an objective and fair review, as it is a criminal suspect's reputation. Does Merlin really have such a thing? —so bad, so bad, that after the accusation was made, the direction could no longer be controlled.

Thousands of people point at it, but die without illness.

It seems that Mr. Merlin really wants to skip the trial and conviction process and be charged directly?

It's not just Matthew who is wavering, even Tachika Fujimaru can't stick to her own opinion anymore.

After all, human beings are creatures of the crowd. When individuals are influenced by the group, they will naturally doubt and change their views, judgments, and behaviors, and change in the same direction as the majority of the group.

After all, it is often difficult for someone to stand their ground even if they do know the truth when nearly everyone around them is unanimously asserting that something is just that.

What's more, they don't actually know the truth, they just have such guesses, so isn't it normal for them to be shaken?

"This, I think..."

Bedivere finally couldn't help but speak. From the very beginning, the knight's face was extremely exciting, as if he was enduring something with difficulty, maybe Merlin had ordered him something.

But now, he felt that he couldn't hide it anymore, and it would be a big deal if it continued like this.

However, at this moment——

"Huh? Another person you know has come to visit. Is this all the help that the call of the world can summon for you? I thought at least the entire Knights of the Round Table..."

Scathach looked under the castle with great interest, where there was a dreamlike purple figure coming along the winding mountain path towards the ancient castle standing on the mountain peak.

It may be that the footwork is a little slower than the knights, so even though they decisively locked in the same direction from the beginning, the girl still barely managed to reach the center of the Kingdom of Shadows until now.

It was a pure, innocent and lovable girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

The long purple hair that reaches the hips is tied into a beautiful single ponytail, swinging back and forth chicly behind her back, and the magic power on her body reacts very strongly. In terms of the ability parameter level of "magic power", it has at least reached Grade A rating.

"Ah, it's Miss Medea..."

Matthew recognized the other party at a glance, and couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice: "Why is she here?"

"Of course they are servants who were spontaneously summoned by the world, just like this group of knights..." Scathach replied calmly.

"No, no, I mean how could she be summoned at this time..." Matthew was a little confused, looking at the Knights of the Round Table, stammering.

"Mordred and the others are related to this singularity. This is the era when they were active, at least close in time, and Camelot and Britain in the center are also the stage where they are active, so it is understandable..."

She was not surprised by the appearance of the Knights of the Round Table, or could not understand it.

Just like Queen Mary who appeared in the first singularity. After all, that singularity was originally the background and stage of the Hundred Years War between Britain and France. Therefore, for the current singularity centered on Britain and the glory of Camelot has continued to this day, the round table It was only natural for the knights to appear.

But Miss Medea... No matter how she looks at it, she shouldn't have anything to do with this era and this background. She is even a legend of Greek mythology, and this side is Celtic territory.

"I don't know, but after all, there is a thin line of fate, so that there is a chance to appear in the real world... You should know her, right?"

Scathach pondered and asked.

"Yes, yes, we met in the third singularity before..." Fujimaru Tachika nodded.

"Then it should be fine." Scathach felt relieved, "Probably because of this connection, the servants who were summoned to help you..."

She was also a little worried at first, because the witch was obviously incompatible with other people's painting style, but now it seems that she can rest assured, after all, she is a helper summoned by the karma of Chaldea.

Perhaps it is such a reason.

Suppressive power can't provide unlimited support. After all, if you can have unlimited firepower, crazy airdrops, and continuous summoning, then the problem of manpower burning will have been solved long ago.

As long as the Seat of Heroes is still there, and the infinite legion of servants rushes over like a tide, is there anything that cannot be defeated?

The fact is that Alaya's strength is very weak, and the support he can provide is limited. Each singularity can only spontaneously summon a few servants with suitable conditions, and it is the same now.

The Knights of the Round Table are the ones with the most suitable conditions and the most obsessed, so it's normal to be pulled over...

The Crown Assassin is probably the trump card that can only be summoned with all efforts, and may have the ability to threaten the mysterious magician...

After that, there will be no extra share distribution, and maybe another Medea will be brought in based on the person who is connected with Chaldea and others.However, the deterrent force should not have the concept of "making up the number", so in its judgment, Medea should be a very important position.

At least a few more knights of the round table, enough to gather a whole knight order, may not be as effective as Medea... Therefore, Scathach did not despise that innocent and lovable immature girl .

"Wait, I think..."

Bedivere, who wanted to speak for Merlin but was interrupted by fate, was still trying his best.

"Let's go down and have a look..." At this time, Da Vinci suggested.

Everyone is watching here, waiting for the girl to slowly climb to the top of the mountain, which is a little too unfriendly.

After all, the other party is also someone who can see the watchtower. If you behave too coldly when you wait for others at the beginning, it may affect the alliance relationship in the future.

"Wait, I think..."

Bedivere watched in despair as the group left the watchtower and went down the castle. In the end, they failed to explain even a single sentence to Merlin. It seemed that everyone had no objection to the question just now... …

——It's all Merlin's fault anyway!

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"...Is the relationship between colleagues so bad?"

In the narrow tower, the magician of flowers rested his chin on his hands with his eyes blank, looking absolutely loveless.

If he hadn't been paying attention to the development of the situation all the time, and knew that there was no human factor in it, he would have wondered if someone had secretly acted to exert influence and hinted at everyone, and then put the blame on himself.

Why?Why do the knights of the round table have such misunderstanding and hostility toward themselves?

There is also Cathy Paluge, a heartless little thing, I clearly want to return its freedom, send it out of the small window of this claustrophobic tower, and throw it directly from a height of twenty floors, it is hope It is free to touch what is truly beautiful.

The result is so good now, that he actually avenged his kindness? !

No, not right!In the end, that bastard Roman was the one who brought the rhythm first. Even though there was no evidence, he was able to insist that it was a good thing he did. As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew it was the old master of rhythm!

The invigorated flower magician took a deep breath, waved his staff lightly, and mobilized his magic power.

Although he really can't do anything for the time being, and he can't intervene like the North American singularity before... because he will die, if he goes out now, the magician may be waiting for him.

However, it is still possible to launch a mental attack on Roman...

So let's update Magic☆Merry's website first!

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The next morning.

The sun shines on the west of Scotland, the largest and northernmost island in the Hebris Islands. A group of people passed through the gate of the magic world of different degrees, entered the real world from the Kingdom of Shadows, and appeared on the island called Skye superior.

"What a terrifying concentration of magic power..."

Mash was refreshed, and looked around in astonishment, "Every time I take a breath, I can definitely feel the increase in magic power, and I almost don't need the master to provide magic support... By the way, master, how do you feel now? "

As if suddenly remembering something, she hurriedly looked at Fujimaru Tachika.

"It feels...it doesn't seem to be anything special. Miss Scathach's filtering technique is very effective..." The girl felt it carefully and nodded affirmatively.

"That's good. Before you can really adapt to the environment of the Age of Gods, Miss Scathach's technique is very necessary."

Da Vinci checked it carefully, and nodded in relief.

"But it's too much, the concentration of magic power is too high. Modern humans will die just by breathing, so it's no different from a vacuum."

"There's no way around it..." Dr. Roman's tired voice came through the communication, "This is a complete environment of the Age of Gods, and it's not even the same world as the world we know, it has several dimensions. difference……"

"Doctor? What's wrong with your voice? It sounds terrible..." Fujimaru Tatsuka was slightly stunned.

"Ah, it's nothing, yawn... just last night Magic☆Merry's website was suddenly updated, and I chatted with her all night..." Roman seemed to be belatedly reacting.

"I chatted with her all night?" Da Vinci had a strange expression. "Is it really chatting, not Romani, you keep talking and the other party keeps cursing back?"

"Ahem, this is also a kind of chat..."

"Doctor...Although I feel distressed, Internet idols are not life forms that naturally occur on the Internet...I think it's time for you to face reality." Matthew sighed, not knowing how to evaluate the doctor's question.

"Huh? It's disgusting. Magic☆Merry is real. She is so vile. It must be because her manager is a scumbag."

"..."

"..."

Da Vinci blinked suspiciously, always feeling that Romani seemed to have something to say.

Could it be that he knows who is behind Magic☆Merry, and he is not really obsessed with virtual idols, but is only indirectly exchanging information with the other party in this way?

(PS: Big failure... It's not the last time, orz, I've lost the courage to live...)

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