From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 280

(Being kicked out to play, the baby feels wronged, but the baby doesn't say anything~)

"The wind is so comfortable tonight."

Standing on the top of the building, Su Mo held Esther's little hand. The night wind blew the corners of their clothes, and the long hair of Midnight and Baiyin was messed up.

"Won't the Master pass by? It's very clear but full of fighting spirit."

Alsace put on her dark heavy armor, maybe because of her hobby, she didn't put on a helmet as always, and her long moonlight hair was loosely scattered behind her.

——She appeared outside the dim sum shop after Su Mo and Gilgamesh met before. Su Mo asked her why she didn't go with Irisviel and the others, and she only responded that knights should protect the lord beside.

Although he was frightened by Su Mo's tiger pounce since he was summoned last time, he just kept a considerable distance from him.

"Indeed, that does give people a rather cool feeling. As expected of an ancient hero, it seems that the other party is also a proud knight."

Su Mo smiled.

In fact, he doesn't remember many things about the Holy Grail War clearly. The only thing that impresses him deeply is the Holy Grail that will eventually be filled with the evil of this world and the foolish hair of the King of Knights. I don't have any impressions yet, but why does his impression of Saber only stay on the silly hair?
"However, the way of knights doesn't suit me a bit. After all, that kind of straight-forward battle is too awkward to fight. In my opinion, the so-called battle should be all kinds of methods. Of course, I am right. Stay away from those tricks that are too obscene."

"Is that so, the Master doesn't like the way knights fight?"

Inexplicably, Alsace on the side became depressed. Obviously, her tone was the same cold as before, but the people around could clearly perceive the bleakness mixed in her tone.

"Um, meow king, calm down! Heck, I'm not saying that I hate knights. I'm telling you that I admire knights who are upright. It's just that I'm not used to their fighting style. After all, I There is absolutely no way I can stick to so many things.”

"Really?"

"real!"

"Um"

"call--"

It seems that Alsace is a good boy who can listen to other people's reasoning. Su Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly he glanced at the girl with a rather horrified look.

Just now, she didn't seem to refute the title "Woo Meow King", right?Think about it, think about it, think about it, think about it.
But to be on the safe side, Su Mo decided not to say anything.

"Hey, the vigorous fighting spirit over there has subsided. It seems that someone has already challenged the battle. Let's go and have a look."

Su Mo squinted his eyes and looked in the previous direction, but after pretending for a while, he said that there were too many containers and they were piled up too high, and he couldn't see anything at all, so he pretended nothing happened and turned to him. The two girls next to her made suggestions.

"Since this is the Master's wish, then"

The cold blue radiance of the Frost Great Sword in Alsace's hand flickered, and then the whole person disappeared in place as a spirit - this is the ability that most heroic spirits have, of course, since it has been said that most Then it means that there are still exceptions, such as a certain dumb hair king.

However, even though he had transformed into a spirit body, Su Mo's keen senses still told him that the girl was always not far behind him.

"Then get ready to go, Esther."

Su Mo blinked at the expressionless sword elf who was full of cuteness in Su Mo's eyes, then bent down to pick him up, bowed and jumped up, his body was accompanied by Night Breeze, Shuttle and jump between countless buildings.

while on the battlefield
"It's really good that everyone who walked the streets all day today chose to be a duck, and only you answered my invitation to fight."

A deep male voice full of masculine charm resounded on the empty avenue, and a tall man with two long guns wrapped in linen came out of the shadows in his hands. The light leather close-fitting light armor perfected his tough and tough figure after years of training. Outlined.

The light of the street lamp slowly illuminated his face, which did not disappoint, let alone surprise, it was a handsome face that matched his temperament, resolute and calm, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye added to his charm. A lot of eye-catching charm, almost every girl who looks at him will sink unconsciously.
then
"The magic of charm? You are really rude to face a married woman, an unknown heroic spirit, in such a way?!"

Aware of something, Irisviel looked angry, and Saber's slight goodwill at the beginning because she sensed the opponent's clear fighting spirit also turned into anger. On behalf of Alquette, her face was full of indifference, as if the man in front of her was not as important as the cup of sundae in her hand—after all, as a true ancestor princess with a super high-level enchanting magic eye, the charm of this guy Magic is really not enough to watch.

"Uh, I'm really sorry about this. After all, this is just a curse imposed on me, and for an excellent magician like Madam, this tear mole is nothing."

The man with two brushes, I mean two big guns gave a wry smile, and then immediately returned to his combative look, staring at Saber with eyes as sharp as a falcon eagle.

"Then, the guy with such a clear sword energy, you must be Saber, right? Although I feel a little uncomfortable that I can't reveal my name because of the order, but now I come as a Lancer, and I will sacrifice everything for you. Looking forward to fighting with you!"

"Really, then, fight!"

The golden light shone, and the azure battle skirt wrapped in silver and white armor replaced the black suit the girl originally wore, holding an invisible sharp blade in her hand, Saber's jewel-like pupils were filled with only endless tenacity and fighting spirit.

clang--! ! ! !

After crushing the ground under their feet, the two heroic spirits who traveled through time and space and gathered here erupted with inhuman power. The distance of more than ten meters was instantly crossed without even giving them room to blink. The sparks described in the word gorgeous, the clear but absolutely violent sound waves immediately oscillated everything around them.

"Pretty beautiful battle."

Holding Esther around his neck with one hand, Su Mo made a sound.

In terms of combat effectiveness, he thinks that he is no worse than any of the heroic spirits below, or that they don't even have the qualifications to make him serious unless they are perfect and have some special bugs.

But the historical accumulation and heroic temperament can make everyone admire.

"Heroic spirit summoning, the master is ordering the heroic spirit, this is really not a pleasant setting."

He crushed the breeze flowing in the palm of his hand.

Although he also has heroic spirits, and he was also called "Master" by her, Su Mo never thought that the so-called Holy Grail War was a glorious battle for heroic spirits.

Maybe a few of them get along well with their summoners, so they have no regrets, but many of them are treated with contempt.

No one is born with the right to manipulate others for granted, especially when they are heroes.

The ignorant and arrogant younger generations call the ancient heroic souls in and out without any guilt, never thinking about whether they are qualified, never considering whether they have the courage, and never Consider whether you have that strength.

Naturally disgusting.

"Only the Qingming of this kind of real heroic collision can make people feel excited."

"Is not it?"

(End of this chapter)