Guda-kun is a heroic spirit [Comprehensive]

The communication was cut off, and the four could not return to Chaldea immediately.Occasionally there will be a situation similar to the present, where the Chaldean offering is cut off, and the master and servants need to find a way by themselves.

"Don't come close!" Nitocris took a step back. Among the three servants, she was the only one who put the Noble Phantasm, so the gap in magic power was relatively large.

Fujimaru Tachika looked around and nodded, "This is indeed not a good place."

The land that had just been ravaged|ravaged by the followers was full of blood and dust. Even if he didn't mind it, he still had to consider the lady's mood.

After weighing it over and over again, the master made a decision: "I don't know when I can connect to Chaldea, so let's find a place to stay first."

Ozymandias magnanimously sent the Sphinx to investigate, and after confirming the nearby town, the four boarded the pharaoh's flying equipment.

"That's what I said..." Fujimaru Tatsuka's mouth twitched, "I've been wondering since the beginning, why do you want to stand like this?"

The four lined up in a line. There were two ancient kings between him and Nitocris. It felt like two mountains were pressing down. Is it so afraid that he will plot against the queen?

Gilgamesh was standing next to him, with bright red lines on his naked upper body, and eyes like fine rubies under his golden forehead hair—it was locking on the master of Chaldea with his peripheral vision.

Just from the corner of his eye, Fujimaru Tateka put a lot of pressure, he hesitated to the extreme, knowing that Gilgamesh was angry, probably because of what he said last night, saying that he was a troublesome king or something.

That is the oldest king of mankind, born with two-thirds of the blood of the gods... Whether it is the cause or the result, it is all his own fault.

Fujimaru Tachika confirmed her schedule after returning to Chaldea in an instant, and she had to find a time to apologize...

Under the crappy illusion of the master, the four of them stayed in the hotel in the small town.

In the room, Nitocris squeezed her staff nervously, and there were two kings sitting at the other end of the round table.

She said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I-I want to do this kind of thing in front of Lord Ozymandias. As a pharaoh, I... I... am not mature enough!"

Fujimaru Tachika prepared briefly, and then said, "My lord, lend me a knife and a cup."

The King of Heroes didn't speak, and silently opened the King's Treasure, a small knife inlaid with gemstones on the hilt and a gold cup with no ears fell into his hand.

For convenience, the boy took off his uniform jacket, revealing the black short sleeves inside. Compared with other men, he is still in puberty, and his figure is slightly thinner.

Nitocris panicked immediately, "Wait, wait! What are you going to do? What's going on with that?"

"Ah... this?" Fujimaru Tateka turned the inside of her wrist towards her, revealing the traces usually covered by the Chaldean uniform.There are obvious overlapping old wounds on the wrist, the most recent one seems to have just shed the scab, and the white marks lying across the wrist are very clear.

"Have you always used this method?" She calmed down and asked, after all, magicians have many forms of healing.

He showed a relieved smile, "If you exchange body fluids, blood is fine too. The taste may not be very good, so I can only trouble you to bear with it."

"Won't it hurt?"

Fujimaru Tachika didn't speak, but after touching his eyes, Nitocris understood his thoughts—although the young man is the master, he respects every heroic spirit and fully guarantees their dignity. Give them space completely, this tenderness is small but exists everywhere.

When the blood was just half a cup full, Gilgamesh grabbed his arm, and his voice was cold and hard, "That's enough."

Because of his interruption, the Master had just had time to cast a healing magic on his wound, "And Ozymandi—"

Before he finished speaking, the boy was carried out of the room, and the door was slammed shut.

Heroic Spirit grabbed his shoulders and easily dragged him to the next room.

It doesn't feel good.

Fujimaru Tachika felt that he had hit the wall, and was about to get up, but was scared by the approaching King of Heroes and pushed him back. He faltered and said, "...Where is the king, where is the king? Do you want to add something?"

The cut hand was restrained and pressed against the wall. The young man could clearly see Yingling's handsome appearance, including the beast-like vertical pupils in the deep red. The hot breath came, and Fujimaru Tachika was not at ease. After struggling for a while, the other party went ahead and imprisoned his other hand.

"Do you want this king to enjoy the same treatment as those bastards?" Gilgamesh's fingers pressed against the oldest wound, which was left when the master repaired his demon for the first time, with a tone of voice As bad as it gets.

Fujimaru Tachika hesitated, his ears turned red, he couldn't think of a way other than this, "I didn't mean that, and there's nothing I can do now...uh."

The scorching breath invaded, and he closed his eyes subconsciously. It took a few seconds for the stinging pain to reach his brain, causing the boy to frowned and snorted.

The taste of blood came from his lips, and it was the man who bit it mercilessly.

After succeeding, Gilgamesh raised one corner of his lips, and announced proudly: "You must show some sincerity when you serve this king! Look at this king... Hey, why do you look like you are about to faint? thing!"

For the time being, the matter of replenishing the magic came to an end, and the next day Nitocris came over to help treat the wound.During the period, I received a communication from Chaldea, and there was an enemy reaction in the southeast of the town. It was Muxiu Huxiu with about fifty bodies.

"Where did this group of guys come from?" Nitocris sighed while propping up her staff. The three of them couldn't restrain this group of enemies due to their ranks, so the battle must be very difficult.

Thinking, she cast her eyes on the boy in the middle, waiting for his answer, whether to run away or fight.

"No matter what the reason for them to appear here, if they are allowed to come in, this town will be in danger." Without time to think, Fujimaru Tachika made a decisive decision.

Ozymandias let out a hearty laugh, "Hahahaha, it should be so!"

Without further ado, Fujimaru Tateka immediately rushed over with the heroic spirits, but this time the four stood in the middle of two Egyptian pharaohs.Nitocris instinctively felt that the Master was hiding from the King of Heroes, but she didn't have the time to ask.

Since there is only the master offering demons, the attacks of the servants are no longer as wide open as before.

"48, 49..."

The fierce battle lasted until night, and in the air full of fishy smell, Nitocris cleaned up the number of enemies, no matter how she counted, there was one head missing, she immediately issued a warning to her companions, "One is missing! "

The master opened his eyes wide, "Nito! Behind!"

"...!" She immediately tapped the ground with the bottom end of her staff to call out God Mejed, but the sharp front end had already arrived in front of her.

Someone else was one step faster than Mu Xiu Huxiu, and his body was a step faster. When he came back to his senses, he had already helped Nitocris block the enemy.

Severe pain came from the wound piercing his waist, he tried to take a deep breath, but it didn't work at all.Every breath brings up that dormant pain, which spreads throughout the body along the blood.

Even at this point, Fujimaru Tatsuka's first thought was—this appearance, he will inevitably be blamed by the king again.

The more he tried to disperse the pain, the more concentrated his nerves became, and the sweat quickly soaked Chaldea's uniform. Beside him was the panicked voice of Pharaoh, "Allies, how are you feeling? I'll use it right away. magic…!"

But the magic that Nitocris is proficient in is necromancer magic, and she didn't know how to deal with penetrating wounds after killing all her enemies in her lifetime.

After taking care of the sneak attacking Muxiu Huxiu, Gilgamesh walked in front of the master, the color of blood spread from his waist, and the bright color echoed his red pupils, like a flower Vibrant flowers are slowly blooming.

Thinking that he would scold him for being an idiot, Fujimaru Tachika had no choice but to close his eyes tightly, pretending to faint from blood loss.

"King of Heroes..." Nitocris whimpered, she was too careless as a Pharaoh.

But Gilgamesh didn't say anything else, just told her to find some medicine to stop the bleeding, and the pharaoh followed him very discerningly.

Hearing the sound of his armor stop in front of him, the young man couldn't help but beat faster, for fear that the heroic spirit would get angry and give him a stab.

He opened his eyelids a little, and saw Gilgamesh hugging his arm, looked down at him and said two words, "Does it hurt?"

Knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore, Fujimaru Tatsuka snorted, bit his lip, there was still a wound left by this man yesterday, he immediately grinned without the image of a master.

"Hmph, it's good if you know it hurts. Get out of here first, and this king will give you medicine." Following those floating words, the boy was picked up. Gilgamesh covered the wound with his hands, and the blood slowed down. Slowly, it fell to the ground along his fingers.

Fortunately, there is a clean cave nearby, and there is still a used firepit in it, which looks like a place where travelers often pass by.

The King of Heroes seemed to have lost his temper, and he didn't care that he was stained by the wanton blood. He leaned on the projected throne, and in his arms was the Master who had injured his internal organs.

The massive loss of blood made Fujimaru Tatsuka feel that he was light and light, as if he was in a cloud, accompanied by a feeling of coldness, and he couldn't help shivering.

In a haze, he heard the sound of rain, "Wang, is it raining? Nito and the others..."

The red pupils swept out of the cave, the stars were twinkling, there was no rain.

The man's arms around him couldn't help but tighten a little, "Hold on, kid. Say something casually, don't fall asleep."

"I've always wanted to ask, is King Xian's pants too revealing..."

"Shut up, go back and ask yourself."

The author has something to say: Oh my god, I can’t write below the neck, I can write something like that, just be more subtle, so as not to be locked directly.Shhhhhhh.

fix the typo