I, the Human Race, Hit You!

Halfway through the speech, the King of Conquerors couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and punched him out.

Before he fell into a coma, he was hit hard by someone from behind, and he passed out all of a sudden.

The King of Conquerors didn't know who did it, but he vaguely heard a sentence before he fell into a coma.

"Your destiny is not here. ".

"Xiaomian, do you think I won't recognize your voice if I don't know how to pretend to be a master?"

In his rage, the King of Conquerors punched him.

For this punch, the King of Conquerors used all his strength—but that was all.

At least the opponent didn't kill himself and his master during his coma, so he might not necessarily be an enemy, so the King of Conquerors didn't kill him either.

No swords!

Even if he is facing an assassin whose main ability is hidden, since he can knock himself unconscious without paying attention, he must have a certain degree of strength!

He won't be hurt by this punch, it's just a simple way of venting his anger—that's what the King of Conquerors thinks.

He got it a little bit wrong.

Kotomine Kirei is just the master, not the assassin using some means to disguise himself.

With the full strength of a heroic spirit, even a heroic spirit who is not good at physical combat can beat a person into a meatloaf with a single punch.

Even with Kotomine Risei's Bajiquan practice, he couldn't retreat completely from the attack of King Conqueror's anger, let alone Kotomine Kirei who was not as proficient in Bajiquan as his father.

But Kotomine Kirei did not panic.

Make a fist and meet.

The casserole-sized fist of the King of Conquerors collided with Kotomine Kirei's sandbag-sized fist, the air turned into huge waves, and the debris in the entire room was blown into a mess.

The two froze in place, motionless.

Kotomine Kirei is a genius at the level of a mortal.

He can rely on ten times or twenty times the effort to train a certain ability to a level close to the limit of mortals, but that's all.

After all, it has not broken through the realm of mortals, and it is not worth mentioning in the face of heroic spirits.

But all this changed a few years ago.

Relying on his firm belief in God, Kotomine Kirei received God's response. From then on, he gave up his Bajiquan practice and turned to another set of strikes.

A set of ancient fighting techniques passed down from generation to generation by Jacob, Moses and Martha.

It is said that if one can master it to perfection, even an archangel can defeat it.

Its name——"Jacob Brothers".

Fisting, the King of Conquerors realized something was wrong.

Heroic spirits, after all, are spirit sons.

Even if spirit sons can materialize, they are different from human beings with physical bodies, and they can be felt immediately when fists meet.

Seeing that the other party maintained a defensive posture, Wang Conqueror withdrew his fist.

In the final analysis, the reason why the King of Conquerors punched him so unceremoniously, besides venting his anger because of his fainting, was that——

"You pretended to be the master and didn't even change your voice? Are you stupid to be my king?"

Looking at it now—could it be a sexual call?

At the same time, the King of Conquerors looked at the little master he was guarding behind him, and then at the master who received his fist from the motionless assassin.

I also recalled her mysterious smile when I asked Lancer if he had the magic power to release the Holy Lance again.

Hey, can this day still pass?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, although he knew he had made a mistake, but he wasn't embarrassed at all, he stepped forward and patted Kotomine Kirei on the shoulder, speaking loudly.

"Hey, warrior, are you willing to join my subordinates to work for me? The treatment is negotiable."

The atmosphere suddenly changed from serious to relaxed.

Being attacked suddenly, and being recruited all of a sudden, Kotomine Kirei was a little unresponsive.

"If I don't agree, will the next sentence be 'this son is so terrifying, if he can't be used by me, he must not stay'?"

The corners of Kotomine Kirei's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head halfway after recovering.

"I have given all my faith to the Lord who guides me, and will not pledge my allegiance to anyone else."

"That's not a conflict! I'll ask you again after I get a physical body. Before that, you should think about it carefully!"

The King of Conquerors patted Kotomine Kirei's shoulder fiercely, and said with a smile: "There must be a reason for knocking me out and bringing me here!"

Kotomine Kirei made a false move with his right hand, pointing in the direction of the door.

"The King of Conquerors, the King of Heroes has been waiting for a long time."

The Conqueror King's eyes lit up, and he became a little more excited: "The king of Babylonia? Then you have to go and see."

He picked up Weber, who was still unconscious, and walked out of the bedroom.

……

The Conqueror opened a door and entered the living room.

There, the Knight King and a golden heroic spirit were discussing across the coffee table.

"...Holy Lance...Treasure...So So..."

"Hmm... so..."

While talking, the two kept nodding their heads, getting along very harmoniously.

When the King of Conquerors opened the door of the living room, the discussion between the two stopped and they looked at the King of Conquerors.

——and Waver being carried by him.

Artoria frowned and said, "King Conqueror, it's best to put your master in a dark place, if you don't want him to get hurt."

"You also feel it? Your magic power is suppressed. This has little effect on the heroic spirit, but it is not a small threat to the master."

"If you're outside, in direct sunlight, the impact is even greater."

This is what Gilgamesh told her just now.

Although the sun is shining directly on this land now, the 'light' belongs to this land, not to the illuminated people.

For those who have never been loyal to the Lord of the Millennium Capital, the omnipresent sunlight will suppress their physical fitness and magic power.

Just a moment of direct sunlight made Irisviel shaky, and if it was an ordinary person—it would probably die in a short time.

It is not a sun that radiates light equally, it only radiates bright favor to certain groups of people.

For those who have not received favor, it is a downright poisonous yang.

ps: Staying up late has become a habit.

ps: Why is Xiaoyu so strong?I just looked up the information and wrote that she became so strong.

Chapter 48 Knights

There is a knight.

He is chivalrous, gentle, good at getting along with women, quite brave, and helpful, and has a good reputation in the whole kingdom.

When he was a baby, he was abandoned by the lake because of his father's death, which instead made him successful and gave him the power of elves.

Whether it is a colleague or a monarch, they all deeply trust him.

He has unparalleled force and amazing charisma, known as the perfect knight.

The Cavaliers are not proud of this, but just strive to do better.

He knew that what he had done was so insignificant compared to what the king he served had endured.

Britannia is special, it exists like the navel of the planet.

The Age of Gods passed away, and the mysteries on the continent gradually receded, unable to accommodate the survival of the creatures of the Age of Gods. Britannia, where the mysteries receded slowly, became a gathering place for the mysteries of the world.

If it's just that, it's okay to say.

The knights of the round table have the power to conquer the enemy, let alone the king to whom the knights of the round table are loyal.

The holder of the holy sword of stars and the gun of the end, protected by Avalon, the eternal king of immortality, whose brilliance will be dimmed by the gods in the sky.

No one can defeat this king, no power can surpass this king - and it is a matter of course.

In the blood of Britain, there is a mysterious power.

In the ancient age of gods, gods ruled mankind, the authority of the monarch came from the gods, and the monarch would receive the favor of the gods.

This favor is proof that human beings are ruled by gods.

However, the gods have retreated, and the blood of the British royal family is the last proof that symbolizes the gods above human beings.

It is Arthur, the "King of the End" who has placed all expectations on the planet.

For the continuation of the Age of Gods, the king was entrusted by the planet to Avalon, which symbolizes the protection of the Inner Sea of ​​Stars.

That is a field that even the five magics possessed by humans cannot interfere. It is the ultimate power for the planet to protect itself, and it is the last resort for the planet to continue the age of gods.

Even if the age of the gods is doomed to end, human reason is doomed to rise.

As long as Avalon exists, King Arthur will always rule the land.

The afterglow of the Age of Gods will last forever with the reign of King Arthur.

Once upon a time, there was a very coquettish and unflattering magician.

He asked the king: "Which side do you prefer, the sword or the scabbard?"

One is the shelter of the Star Inner Sea, which symbolizes the guardian power of the planet.

The other - the holy sword made by the stars, also comes from the power of the planet.

However——it was a holy sword made by Gaia for human beings when Gaia was helpless to fight against the extraterrestrial beings.