Re-becoming a human being from Conan

Compared with ten years ago, the number of high-rise buildings in Fuyuki City has increased significantly.

On the roof of this tall building, there was a dexterous figure shooting away. The two-story rooftops that were tens of meters apart were crossed by her in just one step.

She was wearing emerald green clothes, and her long hair was not well taken care of. It swayed in the wind and was full of wild glory. The pair of animal ears on her head and the tail sticking out from behind made her look like a beast, but her face was ugly. Somewhat cute.

Black Archer, Atalanta, the famous huntress in Greek mythology, was the one who shot the bow and arrow at Ji Xing just now.

As an archer with good vision, she discovered the battle between King Arthur and Mordred a few minutes earlier. She had been sharing her consciousness with her master and observing the intelligence of the two. She was not ordered to attack until the father and son had finished their battle. .

At this moment, she was also communicating to the Master through her consciousness: "Master, I probably interrupted the battle because I was being chased by our Saber. What should I do now?"

Her master is the magician hired by the Magic Association, Silver Lizard Lotwell Belkinski, a senior magician who is over 50 years old and has a somewhat skinny and wretched appearance. His face is full of irritation at the moment.

"Archer! Don't change the subject. If you want to get rid of her, just get rid of her easily! I'm asking you why you deliberately kept your hand?!"

"Sorry, Master, I didn't hold back. I probably haven't used a bow and arrow for too long and my skills are rusty." Atalanta said.

"Stop joking! Not only was the famous Greek huntress noticed in advance when she shot her prey, but the arrows she shot were also so soft that they could be easily dodged by ordinary magicians?!"

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake." Atalanta still insisted on saying this, but in fact, of course, she did not want to use such means to intervene in the upright duel between father and son. The masters of both sides didn't start fighting, so why are we fighting?

"Also, Master, please decide as soon as possible whether to get rid of our Saber or let me meet and communicate with her. My suggestion is the former. She doesn't seem to be able to communicate now, and I don't have the ability to fight Saber in close combat."

"...Run away. Next time, don't blame me for ordering you directly with a command spell!"

"Yes, follow Master's orders."

Atalanta accelerated suddenly. The huntress, who was famous for her speed, quickly completely shook off Mordred, who was following far behind. She sighed with a headache in her heart.

Although she wanted to realize her wish through the Holy Grail, she felt that it would be difficult for her and her master to cooperate.

And a dozen seconds later, Mordred flashed to where Atalanta was standing just now. He raised his sword and looked around, but there was no trace of Atalanta.

Angry, she yelled.

"Archer! And all the guys who are secretly watching here! If you dare to interfere in the battle between me and Arthur again, no matter who you are, no matter where I chase you, I will definitely kill you!"

"I'll kill you...you...you!"

The majestic roar with magic echoed in the sky and the earth, and the strong sense of pressure made the crowd at the bottom of the building look up in confusion.

…

Weiyuanchuan Riverside.

"W-What on earth happened? It's like..." Was it bombed by a plane?

The police with live ammunition surrounded the place. The leader Nishimura police officer looked around in shock. Even a gang fight could not be like this. But according to the caller's phone call, there were two armored knights fighting here? At first he thought it was just a vicious fight, but now...

Does this require us to dispatch Ultraman? !

"Where's the reporter? He's not here?!"

Amid his roar, a young man with a still-shocked face was brought in by the police.

"Did you call the police? What happened here?"

The young man swallowed dryly and said with a somewhat excited look: "Officer, I didn't say anything nonsense on the phone. There were really two short knights in armor fighting here, and one of them was a very beautiful girl. , Well, girl, I have never seen such a beautiful girl!"

"But... but... she often disappears in a swish, and she can't see clearly. Even those who fight her wear helmets and can't see their faces! Then they beat her, and they beat her, and the streets are shattered... Oh, that's right. , I also saw them hitting a wave in the distance, boom, boom... it exploded like fireworks in the sky, didn't you see it?!"

He was dancing around while speaking, and the order of his words was obviously stumbling and confusing, and the content made the policemen look at each other in shock.

I did seem to hear the sound of fireworks when I arrived, but a pretty girl? Against the wave?

Although it sounds decent...but didn't this guy really drink fake wine?

"Officer Nishimura, there is another witness here!" At this moment, the police not far away brought another young man over.

Compared with the reporter who looked dazed and excited in front of him, this young man was much more refined and calm, with the air of a reliable intellectual.

Nishimura immediately said: "Hello sir, didn't you also see two short knights fighting here and destroying the place like this?"

"Short knight?" The elegant young man was startled and shook his head: "No, I only saw a gust of evil wind blowing here, and then the cigarette butts from who knows where came ignited the fireworks stored in someone's warehouse. What happened? explode……"

evil wind? fireworks? Completely different! Although this sounds more scientific, what kind of fireworks can blow up this place like this? And how did the warehouse explosion come to the waterside?

Nishimura discovered the doubt, but suddenly fell into a trance. When he came back to his senses, he nodded thoughtfully: "So that's how it is."

He looked at the young man who reported the crime, and his expression became stern: "Do you still insist on your words? You have to think clearly, false reporting is..."

Before he could finish speaking, the reporter said with a sad face: "I'm sorry, police officer, I'm a cartoonist. Maybe I didn't understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or I was hallucinating."

Nishimura glanced at him and said, "Are there more witnesses?"

One after another, several nearby residents were brought over, and what they said was very similar to that of the elegant young man, reconstructing the 'accident'.

The police thought they could close the case, but they were troubled by the dilapidated surrounding environment.

The elegant young man Weber pressed his temples tiredly: "It's barely solved, right? Although compared with ten years ago, there will be no accidents when using this kind of hypnotic magic, but hypnotizing so many people at once , as expected, it was still too strenuous...King Arthur and the rebellious knight Mordred, we actually got them all together in the same Holy Grail War."

the other side.

Ji Xing and Artoria, who escaped from the police, were naturally stopped by a majestic figure.

A few seconds earlier, the perceptive King Arthur had already expressed surprise: "King of Conqueror?!"

"Hahaha, do you know me? You actually still retain your memory, King of Knights." The King of Conqueror laughed: "But if Webber hadn't talked to me about the last Holy Grail War yesterday, I wouldn't have known it at all. Got you.

The last time we got along was probably quite harmonious, and there wasn't much conflict. This time, we are also heroic spirits from the red side. If you think you can trust me, come with me. You can't go back to your residence for the time being! "

"Not only the King of Heroes, but also you..." The opponents last time became teammates this time. Artoria felt complicated, but she still nodded to Ji Xing and signaled to the conquering king Iscan in front of her. Dahl can be trusted.

"King of Heroes? Wait, is that Gilgamesh that Weber was talking about?" The Conqueror King keenly captured the key: "Don't tell me that guy is also a servant of the red side, Archer?"

Artoria nodded: "Yes."

"This is really... that guy must not be easy to get along with, right? Oh, it's really inconvenient to not have the memory of the last time. Weber told me everything, hahaha..."

The King of Conqueror sighed: "Have all the opponents in the Fourth Holy Grail War become teammates this time? Well, forget about the King of Heroes, isn't the gun god Sanren Tong Yuan also in our camp? Do you know A few others?"

"No, I have only been summoned for two hours, and I only saw the King of Heroes and you."

"That's it. I wonder what the other guys from the same camp are like..." The Conqueror King shook his head, looked at Ji Xing, patted his shoulder with his palm as big as a cattail leaf, and said with a smile: "What this little guy did just now Yes, I like it very much, do you want to follow me to conquer the world?"

Ji Xing smiled back: "I want to get the Holy Grail. If I can't get it, I'll think about it again."

"Hahahaha...Okay! Let's go."

Following the King of Conqueror, the two of them turned out of two alleys and waited where they were, and soon met up with Webber who came in a hurry. Weber nodded to the two of them and introduced himself: "King Arthur, I am..."

"She has retained her memory." The Conqueror King interrupted: "No need to introduce yourself."

Weber was surprised: "Why..."

"No, when I see you, I really feel that ten years have passed, Weber Velvet." Artoria said: "You have changed a lot, it's like you are a different person."

"Really?" the Conqueror King said in surprise.

Weber was silent.

broken!

If King Arthur retains the memory of the last time, wouldn't everything about my embarrassment that I didn't tell the King of Conquerors about last time be known? !

If I had known this, I wouldn't have... Well, after all, I have to form an alliance with a relatively reliable teammate like King Arthur... Forget it.

"Let's go first."

For this Holy Grail War, Weber really prepared a lot. Even when he was not sure whether he could participate successfully, he still borrowed money from his friends, took on a large amount of debt, and bought a nice courtyard in Fuyuki City. , used as his own secret magic base.

After all, we can no longer bring danger to the Gulan couple's house. Their current age cannot withstand any trouble.

And this courtyard is really not small. There are gardens, green grass, and corridors in the courtyard. The rooms are crowded enough for more than a dozen people to live here.

On the way, they exchanged some information because they were familiar with each other and initially reached an intention to cooperate. Weber was mainly the one who talked, but Weber also got to know Ji Xing a little bit.

Turns out to be a war orphan from ten years ago? Even becoming a magician by accident.

Sitting on the sofa, King Arthur and the King of Conqueror in front of him were talking about what happened ten years ago, describing the last war to the King of Conqueror from another angle. Webber felt that not listening would be a sign of silence, so he took a thoughtful posture.

It was the right choice for them not to stay directly at the Tohsaka family. Although it was impossible for a heroic spirit like the King of Heroes to pay attention to the Clock Tower, he probably couldn't ignore the Master's opinions like Tong Yuan did.

And this Hayakawa Tatehoshi...

Something feels wrong.

If you are a novice magician, you can only use 'Origin' before.

Using the origin so simply and crudely is not an exception, but it is considered one in ten thousand. Even if most magicians understand the origin, they can only use it through complicated processing. This guy...

"The pie is ready! Although there are a lot of ingredients here, we are in a hurry, so we will just eat something simple for lunch. There are eggplants, tomatoes, and pork. You can eat them according to your own taste...you need the sauce. Material?"

The sudden words interrupted Weber's train of thought. He looked up and saw Ji Xing bringing out a plate of exquisite little pies from the kitchen and placing it on the coffee table.

Well, after arriving, the young man volunteered to make lunch. It looked like he was quite good at it, but it saved a lot of trouble.

Although he had prepared a lot, the taste of today's breakfast told Weber that his cooking skills were not particularly perfect yet.

Seeing the two kings starting to eat, Weber lowered his head and continued his unfinished analysis.

What's wrong?

Yes, what a coincidence!

The Master who was supposed to be so lacking in magic power that he was the weakest in the Holy Grail War was able to use a very special origin. The overdraft of life was very ambiguous, and it was difficult to judge the extent and limit.

So what if this isn't a coincidence?

Weber bit the tip of his thumb gently and speculated on various possibilities in his mind.

Until I heard a voice: "Mr. Weber, don't you want to eat? It seems that it is not prepared enough. If you don't eat it quickly, you will have to wait for the next pot."

Weber was startled and looked up in astonishment.

I saw that there were only three pieces of pie left in the original big plate, and the King of Conqueror and King Arthur, who were sitting opposite each other and eating, looked at each other closely, and they ate the pie with a different kind of momentum.

The King of Conqueror opened and closed, and half of the pie in his hand was eaten away in one bite, as if he was biting the enemy's flesh and blood as ferociously as he did.

King Arthur is more polite, eating in small bites, but the chewing speed of his mouth is catching up with the rabbit, no slower than the King of Conqueror!

In a daze, Weber felt that this was not lunch, but a life-and-death war that had reached its most intense stage!

Hey hey, what are you doing?

Suddenly, the two kings each grabbed another piece of pie, and there was only one piece left on the plate, so the atmosphere seemed to become more tense.

Weber rationally felt that he should not take the last piece of pie. Sure enough, five seconds later, the two kings grabbed it with their palms at the same time!

Looking into each other's eyes, the Conqueror laughed loudly: "Delicious! Delicious! The most beautiful thing in the world that has never been tasted before! Half for each person, King Arthur!"

"Okay." Artoria agreed.

So it was really torn from the middle.

The King of Conqueror filled it in one gulp, and Arturia continued to chew, this time no longer in a hurry.

While Weber was still confused, his expression changed suddenly, and at the same time, the Conqueror and Artoria also stopped chewing.

The three of them looked towards the door together.

Three seconds later, with a bang, the door was violently knocked open from the outside, and the person who walked in was none other than the rebellious knight Mordred!

Lion Jie followed behind, looking a little troubled, and Weber immediately made a judgment - he was careless! Did this famous necromancer do something to Hayakawa Tatehoshi?

"Do you want to continue fighting? Mordred." King Arthur said solemnly: "Don't destroy this place. I will let you go to the abandoned port."

Mordred did not answer, but walked over coldly. Under everyone's stunned gaze, she snatched the pie that King Arthur took a bite of, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Arturia's right hand hanging in the air gently grasped it twice, feeling lost.

Mordred swallowed and snorted: "What are you looking at? We paid, have you paid? Are you freeloading?! Arthur!"

"Mordred..." Artoria's tone sank slightly.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

But Weber felt that this seemed... not quite right.

Let’s go out and relax, I’ve been bored after being serialized for more than a year. We have flown to Chongqing. This is the chapter that was written on the plane. The next few days will probably be single updates in the underworld, and there may be another day off. Please forgive me... If not, you can raise sheep for five days, at most five days, and four sheep will definitely be enough. I'll go home and continue coding in seclusion, and I'll come back with a few more seven or eight thousand.