Guda-kun is a heroic spirit [Comprehensive]

"What else can it be other than the balance..." Fujimaru Tatsuka whispered, but put away the other party's good intentions.

Seeing his bewildered expression, the drug seller finally had a faint smile, appearing and disappearing very quickly like a dragonfly on water.If you look closely, that smile is more like an expression of revenge.

That happened in the mansion of a certain samurai in the distant past.

The young and beautiful daughter of the samurai family is about to get married, and a tent is set up in the spacious courtyard for the people of the pilgrimage to rest and play.Perhaps it was because the Patriarch was too happy this time, and he never refused to come.

"Oh, the medicine seller is here." I don't know who said that.

"There are many good things here. I wonder if you are interested." He bowed to them and glanced at the people in the tent by the way. The breath of monsters seemed very weak, and it seemed that what he was looking for was not here.

The crowd was clamoring, "Good stuff? Stop talking nonsense, take it out and have a look."

The drug seller narrowed his eyes slightly, "Everyone, wait a moment."

During his actions, suddenly, his eyes met a pair of blue pupils, such a pure color is rare in the world, like the glazed utensils treasured by a rich family.

Its owner was looking at him with a slightly probing smile on his lips, but not unreasonably annoying.

He paused for a moment while taking out the erotic|palace|tutorial|book from the medicine chest, and then looked at the other person again. Judging from his figure, he looked like a teenager, with some soft black hair exposed under the hood.After a short glance, the drug seller suppressed his thoughts and began to sell his products to people.

After drinking for three rounds, people were soaked in the psychedelic smell of alcohol, and the shadows in the dark were restless.

He watched the drunks with cold eyes, the bell of the demon-repelling sword under his wide sleeve rang softly, and he glanced at the corner that attracted people's attention as usual. The boy was tilting his head and talking to his companions. Curved neck.

The monster's breath was getting closer and closer, with low panting | screams, and it didn't take long for the screams to sound out, and the drunks woke up one after another, picked up their weapons and started running towards the place where the sound came from.

The dregs on the ground could no longer tell how many people were there, and they just fell to the ground like this. Even the strong men who were licking blood from their knife-edges trembled one after another, and the stench of the wind saw the opportunity to make a comeback!

When the crowd was noisy and disorderly, and had no time to care about others, the shadow on the ground quietly spread into the crowd, but something blocked its way.

Those were a few talismans. The drunks turned their heads to see that the pharmacist with the pattern on his face still held the talisman papers that had not been thrown out between his fingers, and more talisman papers slipped from his sleeves. The water gushed out like water, grabbed the shadow and wrapped it into a ball.

"Then, what is that!"

"Monster, I came here to kill it." The young man looked around, "If you want to kill a monster, you must meet all the conditions. Then, everyone, please tell me your truth and truth one by one."

However, the first answer was the young man's laughter, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"Varied…!"

Before he could stop it, the boy had already put down his hood, and the golden embroidery thread on the neckline had a low-key and luxurious radiance.Without hesitation, he raised a finger to his lips, "Make a deal, I'll take care of this, you do me a favor."

As if a sword made of lightning appeared in the young man's hand, he drew the knife out of its sheath, and the sharp blade directly cut through the talisman paper, and the trapped monster escaped immediately!

The drug seller secretly gritted his teeth, how could ordinary people deal with that kind of thing!What a fool!

The monster screamed and raised its body and swooped down on the young man. The overwhelming dark figure caused screams from the crowd. At some point, the sword in the young man's hand had turned into a bow, and his blue eyes had the color of hidden gems. Locking on the enemy, his sight was astonishingly concentrated, like the arrow in his hand.

The bowstring was humming, and the arrows struck the air with dazzling light tails. The light spots were reflected in the pupils of the drug seller, and more light spots were divided in the blink of an eye. Shadow breaks.

But it's not over yet!

After carrying out this unbelievable attack, the boy's five fingers holding the bow turned over, and the weapon suddenly turned into a beam of light and elongated. When the light dissipated, what appeared in his hand was a bright red spear.

He lowered his waist, using himself as the bowstring, and the spear as the arrow.The red streamer hit the monster steadily, it only had time to make a light "poof", and it was immediately blown into pieces together with the spear.The ensuing gust of wind blinded people's eyes, and the drug seller clearly saw the strange white robe protruding from the cloak.

The breath of the monster disappeared, and it was indeed wiped out by the boy.

The drug seller was speechless for a while, and put down the demon-repelling sword in his hand embarrassingly.

Now that the monster has been eliminated, there is no need for him to stay here anymore, that strange boy seems to think so too.He walked ahead with the medicine box on his back, and the people behind him were chattering.

"Hey, my gun is not that useful!"

"It's just that the distance is just enough."

"Boy, waist, the most important thing when using a gun is the waist, do you hear me clearly?"

There was a lot of noise behind him, so the drug seller had no choice but to stop his steps, waiting for them to pass first, but the three of them also stopped.After a while in an awkward and silent atmosphere, after several pairs of eyes communicated silently, the black-haired boy first raised his hand and greeted briskly: "Yo!"

"..."

The azure sea-like light shone on the boy's earlobe. He tilted his head and asked in a gentle tone: "Do you want to get this world?"

"..." The medicine seller turned around and left.

"Wait, wait, didn't you agree! I'll help you with your work, and you can do me a favor."

The young man glanced at him and declined politely, "No, I'm just a drug dealer."

"Where are you going then?"

The medicine seller took a few steps forward, then turned around, "Where you should go, as long as there is darkness in people's hearts, monsters will appear one after another. Therefore, there will be a sword to ward off demons, and you can use it people."

The boy's hands were closed, as if he was holding something, he showed a helpless smile, "That's right, as long as people still exist, such things will be manufactured."

He spread his hand, and a scale shaped like a butterfly rose slowly.The young man changed his gestures, only his index finger was left stretched out, and the bottom of the scale rested on his fingertips. After two jingles, two bells fell from both ends.

"What is this?" the drug seller asked, he knew in his heart that this thing is like a collection of human desires, and it is more troublesome than monsters.

"What you think it is, it is. You see it as a scale, then it is a scale."

……

"Lixiang, are you okay? There seems to be something blocking me here."

The drug seller's memories came to an abrupt end, and the black-haired boy who was consistent with his memory was bowing slightly to talk to others, and he couldn't find any familiar emotions in those eyes.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally found an adjective, that... like a brand new person.

"Thanks..." Fujimaru Tatsuka held the balance and wanted to introduce the young man to Young Jill, but suddenly realized that he didn't know his name, so he got stuck.

The young man with a strange aura performed a simple courtesy, and replied instead of him: "I'm just a drug seller."

"Huh?" Young Jill raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say much. When he turned to the black-haired boy, he was a little more humane, "So you hid this kind of thing here, no wonder I couldn't find it. If that's the case, those The guy can't think of it either."

What Heroic Spirit is looking for...

Fujimaru Tachika's gaze moved down, and the balance in his hand also moved along with his gaze.

After a few seconds-

"Holy, Holy Grail!?"

Young Jill laughed in a good mood, "Is there any need to be so surprised? This is something you hid yourself...Really, you made me work so hard, how do you want to compensate me?"

The problem is, no matter how you look at it, this thing is not a cup! ?

Seeing the frightened look on his face, the young king couldn't help but sighed, "Are you so constrained by the shape? No matter what shape it is, it is enough for it to exist as a wish machine."

Saying that, Young Jill stood on tiptoe and reached out to cover Fujimaru Tachika's eyes, and explained softly: "You imagine the appearance of the Holy Grail in your mind."

According to what the other party said, the extremely familiar object appeared in his mind instantly, and every detail was exhaustive.

"All right."

After the darkness covering his eyelids was removed, he slowly opened his eyes, and what floated in his hands was no longer a butterfly-shaped balance, but a golden cup engraved with delicate patterns, "What do you think it is? , it will be something... Is this what it means?"

The sound of the bell rang, and Fujimaru Tateka took his eyes off the Holy Grail. Unknowingly, the butterfly scales surrounded them in the form of a square formation.

jingle-

Some of them fell down in a certain direction, and quickly returned to a normal horizontal posture. The adjacent scales kept repeating this action, as if invisible objects were circling around them.

The air that had been relaxed for a moment became tense again, Young Jill waved his hand, and the golden doors opened one by one, "It seems that your things have attracted coveters, how about..."

There was a slight fluctuation in the magic power, and the blond hero subconsciously turned his head back, his red pupils suddenly widened—the boy in military uniform was holding a knife in his hand, and the bell decoration on the handle of the knife swayed in the wind.

That place is definitely not a product of projection magic, but a real Noble Phantasm.

The author has something to say: The prequel of the magic cat has been changed, so let's treat it as a matter of another family.

This is the Guda attack method under the savior class, which almost means bringing your own weapon.

Tomorrow, I will show everyone a Guda with a Noble Phantasm +2.