lost narrative poem

Chapter 712 Luck is very important
A moment later, a figure walked out of the mountain gate.

It was a tall, strong-looking "warrior" who looked quite strong, and his body exuded not only extremely powerful magic power fluctuations, but also an iron-blooded and resolute temperament——

However, his appearance was upright and handsome, which could be called the level of a peerless handsome man, with a tall nose bridge and heroic eyebrows, his appearance was very powerful.The tight corners of his mouth can also make people feel his rigorous and self-disciplined will, but his eyes seem to imply deep melancholy.

It's not contradictory. Although he is handsome and handsome, he also exudes a strong masculinity.

"Diarmuid? It's you?"

Arturia was slightly taken aback. Although it had been a long time since the fourth Holy Grail War, she still remembered her opponents at the beginning, whether it was the bold conqueror Iskandar, or she didn't know how to match her nerves. Wrong line, acting like the so-called oldest hero king like a street thug.

Naturally, they will not forget the original Lancer. After all, they are both opponents and have cooperated with each other. Even if the impression is not deep, it will not be said that they can't remember anything.

"Huh? You know me?" Diarmuid frowned, and he carefully looked at the girl on the mountain path.

With blond hair and blue eyes, and a slender figure, she looks like an aristocratic girl walking out of the palace. Although she is wearing a modern dress, she can hardly hide the awe-inspiring and clear temperament on her body, as if the sharpness is contained but not released, as if she is not out of the sheath. the sword.

There is also that terrifying wave of magic power, which is obviously stronger than his own. It is definitely a follower, and it is still at the level of one-on-one...

But this is also a matter of course, Diarmuid was not surprised, after all, it was the first night, everyone had just summoned the servants, and the Holy Grail War had not started for two hours, and they dared to single-handedly kill them enemy……

If it is not an absolute strong enemy, it would be strange.

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.

"I know, during the Fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago, you appeared as a Lancer..." Artoria nodded and said.

"The Fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago... Are you also the servant who was summoned to participate in the war?" Diarmuid looked at the King of Knights with surprise, but still had some doubts: "But Why are you able to retain your memory?"

He also heard about this incident. After summoning him, the witch told him about the Holy Grail War ten years ago, saying that he was summoned once before, and that he was indeed Lancer's class... Although he himself has no such memory at all, it is presumably not necessary for the master to inexplicably fabricate and deceive him.

But why, this strange servant recognized him as soon as he came to the door, and told such a secret accurately?It even sounds like she was also a follower who participated in the last Holy Grail War?
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"..."

Although it was just a simple question, the King of Knights couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"I am indeed the Servant who was summoned to participate in the war...and, I have always been..."

After quite a while, Artoria sighed softly, and she couldn't help raising her head at this point, looking at the sky, watching the stars in the winter night, feeling a little emotional for a while.

Seems like a lot of things have changed...

It seems that many things have not changed, just like the cold Fuyuki City back then.

But I never found out, until I came back to this city again, saw my former opponent, and heard such questions from the other party, only to realize in astonishment that the time has passed like an arrow, and such a long time has passed in the blink of an eye.

"It's always been..." Diarmuid's eyes suddenly became a little strange, "Are you trying to say that you were the winner back then? You lived to the end, even to this Holy Grail War?"

"...you can understand that."

Arturia pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Diarmuid responded with a sneer. The witch was a follower from the Fourth World War. She was not sent back to the Heroic Throne, but continued to appear in the world for ten years. He didn't even know who the other party was. How to do it, I only know that the other party has now become a monster that the servants cannot fight against.

And that's it, the witch also said that there was no strict winner in the Fourth World War ten years ago. Start the Fifth Holy Grail War again.

——Originally, the Holy Grail War happened every 60 years.

——The Great Holy Grail needs to draw magic power from the veins of Fuyuki City. If a huge amount of magic power is taken violently, the veins will be exhausted.Unless there is absolute certainty that a success can be guaranteed, otherwise, a long flow of water is naturally the best choice.

Therefore, Diarmuid did not believe that other than his current master, there were other servants who could cheat like this and continue to appear in the world for ten years.

There is no possibility for them to coexist at all. If the reason why there is no winner in the Holy Grail War is because of this, wouldn't killing each other be the best solution to the problem?Why wait until ten years later, this Holy Grail War to solve the problem again?
He can only suspect that the other party used some method, such as a treasure or skill that can see through the real name, to know his true identity, and he just happened to know the inside story of the Fourth World War, so he chose this tactic and wanted to relax himself. Be vigilant and enter the position behind you...

"I know you won't believe it, but you and I are not enemies..." Arturia raised her eyebrows, "I'm in the same camp as the witch behind you, and she and I are under the same master follower."

"Really? Where's the evidence?" Diarmuid's eyes were sharp.

He couldn't believe it even more, that transcendent servant, the monster-like witch and the Master?Are you kidding, can you be more fake?

"Evidence..." The girl couldn't help frowning. She thought about how to provide evidence for such a thing. "Medea knows me, as long as I meet her."

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 of the Holy Lance and divinity, and has become King Arthur who is not only named Artoria, but also can be called Ren. Goddess of Gominiad.

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 generation and restraint, but she has indeed achieved the achievement of pure energy of elements.

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

But it can't work now, not because she doesn't want to be more direct, but because Liudong Temple's defense is impenetrable.

I don't know whether Medea has been continuously upgrading, transforming and strengthening it for ten years, turning it into a magic fortress beyond the level of a temple; or in this world for ten years, this witch has also made a huge breakthrough. Already entered the domain of God?
"So you want me to let you in?" Diarmuid felt 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 looked at the mountain gate behind the other party and replied calmly.

So easy to talk to?Diarmuid frowned tightly, feeling something was wrong. Could it be that the other party was delaying time?
Is it preparing for the release of the treasure, or is it using skills to gain insight into more information, trying to analyze the reality of Liudong Temple's position, and looking for flaws?No, you can't let her go on like this.

"Huh?" Artoria noticed almost immediately, the fierce hostility rising from Diarmuid's body, she frowned immediately, isn't the kindness she showed enough?

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

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"..."

"Are you actually a Saber class this time?" Artoria sighed as she looked at the two swords in his hand, "Then maybe you will be luckier this time, but I don't know who Lancer is this time... ..."

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

So the obvious fact is that Lucky E's Lancer is definitely the one who should worry about him the most... If it is her, then it is still too late to commit suicide.

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

He thinks this is a very simple reasoning. The powerful aura on the girl is likely to be one of the ranks of the three knights. After all, it is hard to imagine that she will be an Assassin. The position of that rank.

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

Now that witch is helping the girl named Sakura, using the mirror unearthed in the Etruscan temple to summon. If successful, she will also summon a famous character from Greek mythology. Sex is either Rider or Lancer...

"No...but the rank is not important at all." Arturia shook her head, clasped her hands, and suddenly spread in all directions along with the invisible wind, liberated, and the sword of vowed victory appeared in her hand.

If that's the case, let's play it.

It just so happens that I haven't touched the holy sword in these years, and I'm a little raw.

"Wait, what are you kidding..." Diarmuid's forehead suddenly had a trace of cold sweat. Could it be that the other party is also Saber?And I don't know why, the moment the opponent held the sword, my premonition sounded the alarm crazily, just like the moment when I confronted that huge demon pig in the last battle before my death.

There is no reason, right?

Is it really so unfortunate?

By the way, it seems that although he does not appear in the world as a Lancer, his lucky value is still at the E level.

"It's this time, what are you still thinking about? Aren't you the one who wants to fight?" A clear voice sounded, Artoria strode forward, and the holy sword of the star directly slashed down with a heavy blow. The move was very simple. Straightforward, open and close.

boom!
Smoke and dust billowed everywhere, blocking sight. Diarmuid took a few steps back and left deep footprints in front of the mountain gate. His expression changed instantly. If it was just a bad premonition just now, it is a direct confirmation now. He is absolutely impossible to be the other party's opponent.

This slender girl didn't have much power to hit hard at all, but a simple blow was still so heavy that it almost cracked his jaw, his arms were numb, and he almost couldn't take the first blow. The magic sword was almost knocked out.

"Okay! Come again!"

This kind of situation instead aroused the victorious and unwillingness to admit defeat in the blood of Celtic warriors. Diarmuid roared and explosively increased his mobility by releasing magic power. Initiate a drop attack!

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Fuyuki 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 suffocating.

"Bastard, if you dare to look at me like that again, I'll dig out your eyeballs..." The gloomy tone and awe-inspiring murderousness made the air quietly smell of blood, as if to say The owner of this statement was not joking.

The golden Servant was so dazzling that he seemed to be Archer who came out of the posters of some web games of the Celestial Dynasty. The arrogance and anger in the blood-red eyes became more and more intense, and he stared at the opposite The blue follower exudes a naked killing intent.

"Oh, that sounds amazing..."

Wearing a tight blue armor and holding a two-meter scarlet magic gun, the corner of the man's mouth slightly raised, his eyes were as cold as a beast, and he did not take the naked bloody threat of the golden hero into his eyes at all, but the opposite He looked up and down at the opponent with eyes like a beast staring at its prey.

"I don't hate the wild beast that screams happily before dying, or in other words, hunting such a beast can give you a sense of accomplishment..."

"Bastard! You are courting death!"

The golden Archer was furious, and the space behind him suddenly distorted like a mirage. Weapons such as knives, guns, swords and halberds revealed their sharpness through the ripples of the water surface, rolling huge magic power, aiming at the blue sky in front of him. Color Gunners.

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

"Okay, everyone stop, especially you, Archer, I have warned you before..." The nun who had been thinking about it all this time finally raised her head and said coldly. She has long silver hair And golden pupil, fair complexion, petite figure.

"You want to order this king?!"

The golden hero turned his head away, his eyes were burning with rage, and his eyes were so fierce that he wanted to eat him.

"One last warning, stand aside now! If you want to make a fool of yourself in person, I can do it for you too, Gilgamesh..." The girl in nun uniform seemed to be more impatient than him, her cold eyes filled with intolerance. doubtful meaning.

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"..."

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

"Okay! Good good good! I will remember it for this king..." A moment later, his eyes of hatred suddenly moved away, and he glanced at the blue spearman with resentment. Where to go. "...You've got a life, mad dog."

This woman is crazy!
He had never seen anyone more unscrupulous than himself. Just after summoning himself, he had already used a command spell directly.

There is no other reason, but simply because of Gilgamesh's arrogant attitude and arrogant behavior, she was very dissatisfied, so she directly used the power of the master to teach him a lesson, and made him make a big fool of himself... Such humiliation certainly made the last The 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, and it's not that she doesn't know the importance of Command Spells to the Master, but she doesn't care at all.

If the King of Heroes dared to continue to provoke her after being warned, she would definitely use a command spell to order him to make a big fool of himself, such as stripping naked and running around Fuyuki city naked, that's how she was Threatening.

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

"Kill yourself, Archer!"

She absolutely dares to do this!
So even though he was trembling with anger, Gilgamesh could only swallow his anger when he met a guy who was more arbitrary than himself, and planned to look for opportunities later.

"Tch, so the mouth is the only one..." the blue spearman sneered.

"Okay, Lancer, let's call it a day." The short-haired woman in a suit said aloud, stopping her followers from intensifying the situation that had just calmed down.

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

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

"I didn't expect the Command Seal to appear suddenly." The silver-haired girl replied calmly, "I just wanted to deal with it casually, so I searched in the relics left by my father in the church, and finally found a snake that had decomposed." Stone, and ended up summoning such a useless thing..."

Having said that, she looked at the Golden Heroic Spirit contemptuously, as if she believed that such a guy who could only raise arguments was of no use and only added trouble to her management.

"..."

Gilgamesh's body was trembling, and murderous flames burned in his eyes.

Tolerate!
Must endure!
In the danger of being ordered by the vicious nun to run naked around Fuyuki City, the hero king learned patience and restraint for the first time in his life.

(End of this chapter)