Crown Dead

Siduri showed a bright smile. It is a rare and cherished opportunity to meet the miraculous person who saved Uruk again.

"Well, after chatting with that Sand Sculpture VI, I don't just have to go straight forward. As long as I spend some unused skill points, I can return to the world I have experienced before, so I may have to bother you a few more times in the future. time,"

"Then I will treat you well next time."

Walking on the streets of Uruk at night, Xianyu breathed the long-lost air, although it was only a few days to himself, but this emotion was very nostalgic.

He lost the memory of his past, but during his time in Uruk, Xianyu never felt lonely.Although the familiar street was empty at this time, Xian Yu gave a shiver, but immediately felt relieved, this is the age of mythology, where did the black high-end car and the three-person assassin team "Xian Yu Sang——! "

"Pfft!"

Little Joan of Arc, who had just gone in for less than 10 minutes, ran out and stabbed Xiao Xianyu's stomach with her head.

"Why do I lose every time I draw a ghost card! And Ludo also crashed in a game, damn it, I want to use the oldest blackjack in France to kill them! The aftermath?"

Women play cards, men fall.

"My little saint is completely enjoying it."

Consoling the kneeling little Joan of Arc, and watching her fight the enemy for 300 rounds at the card table again in order to save Favna, Siduri looked at her with loving eyes.

"But she is still resisting these things in her heart, instinctively thinking that "I don't need to pursue happiness", if this continues, she still cannot be fixed in history..."

The time limit for sunrise is getting closer and closer, but every foreshadowing at this time is necessary.Xian Yu anxiously looked at the deep black sky, hoping that the last sunrise could delay its arrival a bit.

"I'm sorry, Master Xianyu. If it was Master Archer, it should be able to leave a deeper memory on that child."

Siduri still felt a little concerned about her impromptu battle, while the little Xianyu stood on tiptoe and patted the chief priest.

"You've done a good job, and the fact that she couldn't be summoned is actually because of me."

Xian Yu looked at the faint cherry blossom pattern on the back of his hand, Ba Yuqian had already made it clear to himself at that time that as long as he was summoned, he would definitely respond.But the problem is——Xian Yu doesn't have the ability to summon heroic spirits yet.

According to Sand Sculpture VI, the prerequisite for summoning Heroic Spirits is to "participate in a Holy Grail War".

——However, we will definitely meet again later, so please wait for me.

Xian Yu put down his palm, not thinking about it for the time being.

"By the way, what's the matter with the arrest warrant at the gate... If it weren't for my current appearance, I always felt that I would be thrown into prison at the gate of the city."

"As I said before, Sir [King of Ur], you obviously liberated Ur and became the reincarnation of the king yourself, but you ran away quietly after the war. Retaliation, some people have already started to write R18G novels that focus on you."

"What a hatred!?"

"It is said that the protagonists are you and Hercules."

"What a hatred!??"

Xian Yu secretly made up his mind that if he went to Ur in the future, he must disguise himself inside and out.

"Xian Yu-sang! I finally defeated those people who were possessed by social animals!"

The conversation between Xianyu and Siduri had just ended, and little Jeanne of Arc also ran out with an air of pride.

"Although I have been losing all the time, in the last game just now, when I was thinking about how to play the cards, all those people yelled the strange letters AWSL while lying on the table. They must be scared!"

"Yeah, Joan of Arc is the best."

Xian Yu smiled and stroked the white hair of little Joan of Arc.

"It seems that I lost. You have successfully liberated the people who were oppressed by the Coordinator King and turned into numb working machines. Then there is only the final boss, [Collector King] waiting for you in the observation tower. And your friend Favna is also there."

"What, generally speaking, there should be five of the Four Heavenly Kings, and the boss has to be dug out for another count?"

Xianyu asked in a low voice, while Siduli replied with a blank expression: "Budget".

"The carriage has been prepared for you. Whether you can rescue your friends and liberate Uruk from the tyranny of the collector king depends entirely on your performance. From another world, little saint."

"Well, we will work hard! Because I only showed up to help her!"

Little Jeanne nodded, and stepped into the carriage with Xian Yu.

There are less than 3 hours until dawn.

Chapter 34. The Promised Dream Bell

The wheels of the carriage were turning, Xian Yu and little Joan of Arc were heading towards the observation tower in the Persian Gulf along the road in the dark night.

Xian Yu held the rein boredly, his eyes, which had adapted to the darkness, stared straight at the road ahead.

The quiet suburb of Uruk is really a little uncomfortable for Xianyu, after all, he was still betting everything on the land under his feet with the heroic spirits and the citizens, facing Rahmu The army attacked.

But now, even the wandering monsters and pterosaurs flying in the sky can't be seen here.There is only boundless silence around, and shit mosquitoes that won't die even if Gaia Alaya is wiped out.

Just like what I said to Hei Zhen before, Xianyu actually does not have much need for "sleep", perhaps because some functions of the body are not used at all, Xianyu's "endurance" is better than normal The human race is much stronger.

In contrast, little Joan of Arc rests half of her head on Xian Yu's body at this time, she leans her body and closes her eyes, her small chest heaves and falls regularly.After all, she is a child who usually falls asleep before 11 o'clock, and now she is running around at 3 o'clock in the morning, which is really difficult for her.

Think about it carefully, if I hadn't arrived at this "singularity that doesn't exist in history" by coincidence, then everything that happened here, Heizhen, Youzhen, and Favna might be like a dream, without any The disappearance of traces of existence is here.

Xian Yu didn't know if his behavior of protecting little Joan of Arc without hesitating to involve Uruk would cause greater turmoil, and he didn't know whether everything he did was useful or meaningful" Star, blue the sea..."

Little Joan of Arc uttered drowsy dreams in her sleep, rubbed her head against the chord, and pressed her body closer to it.

——But I just want to do it!This has nothing to do with meaning or not!

Xian Yu strengthened his belief, then wiped away the blood from his nose.