I Will Be the Son of Man

Karna raised the tip of his spear slightly, as if ready to face the enemy.

"Is there really no problem? The other party is the child of the sun god Surya, the immortal hero in "Mahabharata", Karna..."

Joan asked worriedly. After all, the [Master] asked her to supervise Hill. If the other party directly exited here because of her own reasons, then the task would not be completed at all.

Moreover, seeing that the other party also has a physical state, is it possible that he is the same as himself, relying on the way of possession.........

"no problem."

Although he could feel the dangerous aura from the other party, but the sense of pressure was not like when he was facing Gaetia, which made Hill feel like a needle was on his back.

but.......

He looked at the spear in Karna's hand, and then at his own silver bow.With a thought in his mind, the bow-shaped weapon in his hand suddenly turned into a mass of flowing metal, and then condensed into a silver sword with the silver armor emitting a slight brilliance.

"No, it's impossible, besides Ruler, there are other additional servants?! This, isn't this a violation of the rules, Ruler?"

Seeing that Karna said that the young man had a spirit base reaction, and that he had confirmed it with his followers, Gold looked at Hill in disbelief, and turned to Joan to question him.

"This is not a violation of the rules, because the coming of the savior was originally the will of the [Lord]."

After simply replying to the other party, Joan frowned, looking at the two people who were facing each other not far away, she couldn't help but clenched the iris flag tightly in her hand.

There was no battle cry or order, just like some kind of silent signal. When the eyes of the two intersected, Hill and Karna moved at the same time.

Silver blades shone in the moonlight, golden spears burned the air.

The tip of the spear collided with the blade of the sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron.At the same time, an invisible wave of air spread out centered on the two of them, shattering the ground, causing the trees beside the road to sway continuously and making whirling sounds.

The branches and leaves rustled, and under the splash of sand and stones, the golden spear pierced the air, carrying raging flames, about to devour everything in front of it.

However, the silver sword blade seemed to cut through the space, splitting the scorching heat in front of him into two, roaring towards it.

Karna withdrew the thrust of the spear, but relying on the short time difference, Hill was already sticking up with the silver sword in his hand.

After all, if the distance is widened, the attack will inevitably become dull, so right now, chasing after him is the best choice.

The moonlight-like silver sword slashed straight at Karna's chest, but Karna was worthy of his name as a hero. Even if he hadn't fully retracted his spear, he still relied on his experience. With a turn of the gun in his hand, the sword The blade deviated along the barrel of the gun.

At this time, his long spear had already been retracted.

Like a sudden downpour, the dense and swift combo of guns brought up phantoms and stabbed at Hill.

Although the combat experience was not as good as that of the opponent, Hill also had a premonition of danger based on instinct.

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At the moment when his blade shifted, when Karna raised his elbow again, he let go of the silver sword in his hand and continued to stab towards the opponent's face.

As for himself, he passed under Karna's other elbow, dodging the violent drum-like thrust.

Turning his head slightly, Karna dodged the silver sword drifting past his ear.

The tip of the spear in his hand pierced the air, and Karna immediately realized the sound of piercing the air behind him. Without hesitation, he twisted his waist and turned his steps. The blade of the gun drew a wide ripple in the air, and slashed towards his back.

After making some mistakes with Karna's figure, Hill's legs strengthened a little, and he quickly stood up from the ground again, just in time to catch the silver sword flying towards the air in front of him.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, with the help of his strong muscles, Hill turned around and attacked Karna's back with the force of rotation.

boom!

It's not just the sound of weapons colliding, but the collision of magic power and magic power, skill and skill, fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

The silver streamer and the scorching Cang Yan rushed towards the field behind the two at the same time, like two bullets colliding with each other, both trying to knock back and destroy each other.

Trees fell and roads were damaged.

There was a mess everywhere on the ground, but other people's attention was not on it at all, but they held their breath and watched the two people who were still fighting.

Every thrust of the gun blade will be dodged, and every slash of the blade will be resisted.

The air is stirring, and the knives are whistling.

Unknowingly, the gauze skirt of the night has been lifted, revealing that touch of whiteness.

On the horizon, the warm morning light shone, making the two of them seem to be shrouded in a halo.

Only on the ground, the shadows that staggered, collapsed, and condensed again showed the fierceness and equality of the battle.

Suddenly, Hill added strength.

With greater power than before, the silver sword split the ground and struck towards Karna with a cold sword aura.

Shocked by the blade and retreated a certain distance, Karna's eyes were already completely serious.

At the beginning of the fight, he still retained some strength, but as the battle progressed, he found that he was too proud.

Stepping on the ground, a deep ravine was drawn, Karna exerted strength on his wrists and feet, and faced the sword energy and blade straight up.

Cang Yan melted the earth, and the fiery red sand became a sticky lump like jelly.

The golden gun blade pierced everything in front of him, Karna brought a sonic boom, and a little cold light touched the blade of the silver sword.

Buzzing sounds intertwined.

The remaining sword energy pierced Karna's cheek, and the remaining thrusts chopped off a few strands of Hill's hair.

The emerald-colored pupils and the golden pupils looked at each other, and the two opened the distance at the same time, jumped towards the back, and then faced each other again.

Glancing at the dimly lit sky, Karna was in no rush to attack again.

"If we continue to fight, the sun will rise."

"Although I don't mind, if it lasts until that time, the previous mutual agreement cannot be fulfilled."

"So let's end this battle here first, boy."

"I hope next time, we can have a good fight."

"My name is Karna, son of the sun god."

"Young man, what's your name?"

The flames on the gun had already been extinguished, and Karna lost his fighting spirit.

"Hill, Hirningar."

Hill blinked, and he also took back the silver armor and silver sword on his body, and answered the other party.

"Hirningal? An unknown hero? Or rather, a savior..."

The name did not exist in the acquired knowledge, Karna glanced at Hill, and then at Joan of Arc.

"I will remember this name. Next time, I hope you can show your full strength."

As soon as the words fell, Karna's figure changed into a spirit, and dissipated into the air, leaving only the other side. At this time, Hill, who was stroking his stomach, and in the distance behind him, the three onlookers people.

"No. 16 servants, this matter is much more important than winning over Ruler, and it must be reported immediately!"

"Saber, let's go back quickly!"

Seeing Hill walking towards this side, Gold quickly pulled up his heroic spirit, and hurriedly ran to the distant forest, and then a car rushed out with a whistling sound, heading towards the dilapidated driving away on the highway.

"I didn't expect to be able to fight on par with that Karna......"

Joan of Arc regained her composure from the original shock, but she never expected that such a dull-looking young man who still had childishness would have such martial arts and strength.

"Well, save, no, Hill, where are you going now?"

Seeing Hill approaching her, Joan asked in line with her duty of supervision.

"Stomach, I'm hungry. I have to go back first."

"go back?"

"Back to Tuliphas."

"I understand. In this case, please allow me to go back with you. After all, I was originally scheduled to go to the center of the Holy Grail War."

Seeing that it was the same as the original destination, Joan of Arc was slightly relieved.

Although the task of the [Master] is very important, as a Ruler, the necessary duties still need to be fulfilled.

"Excuse me, please wait for me, I'll go get the luggage back first."

"Luggage? You mean this?"

Seeing Hill pointing to the tattered clothes scattered on the ground not far away, Jeanne froze for a moment, then lowered her head a little dejectedly.

"I patronized the supervisor, but I forgot to protect my luggage. I'm sorry, Leticia..."

"By the way, can this dress with two round things really be worn?"

Picking up a good piece of clothing from among the broken clothes, Hill looked down at the strange "clothes" with very little fabric and a special shape in his hand, and tilted his head in confusion.

He had never, never seen anything like this.

"Eh? Ah! No, that is....... Please put that thing down immediately! My savior!"

A moment of panic filled Joan's mind, and she subconsciously called out her honorific title.

Joan snatched the underwear from Hill's hand and quickly put it behind her back. She wanted to say something, but seeing the boy's clear eyes and serious confusion, she suddenly realized that the other party might be real. I didn't understand, and then my face was full of embarrassment, and I didn't know what to say.

Hill blinked. He looked at Joan with an unnatural expression, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Because, after fighting for a long time, his stomach was really hungry.

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Because it is on the highway, there is not much nearby to rest or even eat.

Therefore, in desperation, Hill could only use apples to cushion his stomach first, and then rushed towards Tulipas with Joan of Arc.

At dawn, the two finally reached the vicinity of Tuliphas.

Not only was he hungry, but also he hadn't slept all night. Hill was starving and hungry at the moment, and his body was in a state of desperately wanting to rest.

However, Tulifas is not a tourist attraction. Naturally, there are only three places in the surrounding areas that can be called hotels, and unfortunately they are full.

Looking at Hill who seemed to be falling asleep at any time, Joan anxiously thought about the method, and suddenly, she thought of something that she had been neglecting before.

"Excuse me, can I stay here?"

Knocking on the door of a small church, Joan put her shoulders on Hill, who had already fallen asleep, and asked the nun in front of her with some embarrassment.

"Only the attic room can be used, can it?"

The nun readily agreed, but the temporary residence is not a good place, but now the situation is special, so there is no need to be too particular.