Guda-kun is a heroic spirit [Comprehensive]

That is the center of the White Wall City, the treasure possessed by the heroic spirit Galahad, which once played the role of protection in countless spiritual transfers.

Under the shining light, the monster army gradually began to retreat away.

"That's Miss Matthew's treasure!" Diarmuid's eyes widened, and the golden pupils were full of disbelief.

After releasing this miracle, the boy holding the shield looked as usual, but there was an aura of a servant between them.

——Whether it is the past or the future, only those who have accepted death will become the cornerstone of people.

"How come..." Artoria took a step back, and the phantom of Camelot City disappeared like a bubble.

After the restoration of humanism came to an end, the Magic Association asked Chaldea to dismiss all the heroic spirits. With Da Vinci's efforts, although most of the heroic spirits were released from their contracts, a small number of them remained randomly.

She and Diarmuid belonged to that majority, so they didn't know what happened next.

However, the fact is already in front of them—Fujimaru Tachika is dead, and for them, the young man who was either a contractor, a companion, or a master has passed away mercilessly.

"Hehehahaha! What an ironic show! I didn't expect that I, who was left behind, would witness the end of the contractor!" Caster laughed out loudly, and he secretly directed the sea demon to surprise the spearman with his tentacles, and successfully took advantage of it. Diarmuid caught him when he lost his mind.

Those big terrifying eyes enlarged in front of the young man, and he said persuasively: "Our lovely contractor is dead, it's all because you didn't protect him well! Come on, fall into regret Swamp of the dead, evil sight from the depths."

That is the end of the magician who has peered into the abyss and is also stared at by the abyss. The pressure released by those eyes will lead the opponent to face his own fear.

Malicious magic surrounded the spearman, and Diarmuid was hit by a mental skill, and after struggling for a moment, he became silent.

In the blink of an eye, all time was flowed back to Chaldea.

In the battle of the last singularity, because the master's self-abilities were insufficient, there were injuries in the expedition team.

Diarmuid didn't pay much attention to this matter. In his opinion, sacrifice and bloodshed on the battlefield were inevitable.And in places where heroes and gods from all walks of life gather, he is nothing more than an ordinary spearman who once had glory.

While thinking this way, the young man strolled in Chaldea. Outside the window was the year-round blizzard, which never stopped, as if intending to witness the end of mankind.

The front door opened, and a young man in a Chaldean uniform came out. There was a bandaged wound on his face. He lowered his head and looked slightly sluggish. Looking from the direction of the spearman, he could just see the wet eyes under his eyes. meaning.

"It's you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm rude." After Fujimaru Tachika found someone looking at him, he quickly wiped away the watery light and smiled again.

Diarmuid asked strangely, "Why do you..."

The young man raised a finger to his lips, asking him to keep what he had just seen a secret, "Can you please don't tell about this matter...how can I put it, if I cry, wouldn't I be a kid? "

In terms of age, it's understandable to be called Master Imp.

Fujimaru Tachika came to the window, looked at the boundless snowstorm, and clenched his hands to reveal the master's mood, "Brother Cu Chulainn was injured this time because I was not capable enough, and now I have to cry for comfort It will only disappoint the doctor...and everyone will be disappointed. So, I can't cry...as a man, I have to take responsibility!"

The light gathered in those sea-like blue eyes, the young man suddenly heard the soft sound of waves, and also glimpsed a corner of the vast ocean for the first time.

The next day, under the auspices of DR. Roman, Diarmuid was incorporated into the team instead of Cu Chulainn, but before performing the mission again, Fujimaru Tateka requested a simulated training for running-in.

Of course, the result was less than satisfactory.

"Dilmurd, I have something to ask you." After the simulated training, the boy ran up to him and said out of breath, "Can you...can you teach me how to use a gun? If it's not convenient, I'll ask someone else It’s okay, don’t force yourself!”

Diarmuid hesitated and agreed, and made him a pair of lightweight wooden guns out of wood as training tools.

In the Master's room, the young man is demonstrating the movements and explaining the essentials, "Use the important waist strength of the gun, Master, try it yourself first."

Fujimaru Tachika nodded and followed suit, but after a "click", "...my waist, waist... um... ah! waist——"

Before Diarmuid could bend down to help the Master up, the door was violently blasted, and the oncoming shield knocked him into the air mercilessly.

"Shielder Matthew, come on, never allow anyone to do suspicious things to seniors!"

The pitch-black saint snorted, "Tch...Why should I come to protect this brat? It's really difficult. It's enough for Fafnir to light a candle for him."

"Anyone who covets Lord Master, let me burn him!" Qing Ji laughed while holding a fan.

A large group of people rushed into the room noisily, and Fujimaru Tateka was surrounded by a group of people, so she could only look at Diarmuid, beckoning him to save herself.

The spearman was sweating profusely on the ceiling, over there... There seemed to be many scary people staring at him over there, he was just a poor lancer.

So much so that the training ground of the two had to be moved to another place. After the first official partnership and victory, Fujimaru Tachika happily chatted around him, talking a lot like a bird.

"Everyone was super surprised when they saw me holding the gun. The doctor was speechless. Although the power is not very good, it must have scared them this time hahaha."

"Congratulations," he replied.

The young man gleefully gesticulated with spear movements, and suddenly he reacted and stuck out his tongue, "Thanks to your careful teaching, please teach me a lot, Mr. Diarmuid. That is, can you teach me next time?" Comparing it a bit...is it a more handsome trick?"

"This one……"

"It's a big deal to take you in the night's dessert stealing operation!" Fujimaru Tachika made a concession.

"I don't want to be caught by Lord Merlin's anti-foodie trap..."

The gunman looked at him, and finally understood why those heroic spirits liked to stay by his side.

It was a tenderness that was always there, albeit subtle.

——If his spears could serve that flawless soul, Diarmuid had nothing else to ask for.

He followed the young man on the promenade, with a quiet smile remaining on the corner of his mouth, suddenly the young man in front of him stopped, and he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Fujimaru Tachika turned her head, her face was covered with bright blood, which made her blue eyes even bluer. At some point, Chaldea's uniform was also stained a darker color by the blood.

"If you really want to serve me, why did you let me die?" The boy's hand grabbed his neck, his voice was crazy, "Your gun can't protect anyone—!"

An ominous magic power began to emerge from the spearman wrapped by the sea demon, and Artoria walked quickly to Fujimaru Tachika, "I'm afraid it's the caster's spiritual skill, he... Diarmuid is a loyal knight, but this The master of this war asked him to offer his absolute loyalty..."

"So it's polluted, and it's still the same... He's always caught in some dilemmas." The boy replied, his eyes could see the pair of golden pupils that were gradually turning red, locked by that ominous color, and he was in a trance There is a sense of danger that is about to be hunted.

Caster stretched out his hand and poured new magic power into it, "We have a new guest in the banquet, Lancer, why don't you go and take the head of the enemy over there, and the Holy Grail will fulfill your wish!"

It was only a moment before Diarmuid arrived in front of Arturia, the demon-destroying red rose stabbed at the gap below her elbow, the King of Knights immediately pulled the blade sideways to block the spear's approach ,

But on the other side, the imperishable Golden Rose invaded the space between her arms, and just one thrust left a wound on her left hand!

Under the blessing of the ideal city treasure, the wound only scratched the surface, with a little blood seeping out.

The sea monster next to it exploded, stretched out its sharp tentacles and was about to attack Artoria, the generous shield blocked the monsters in time, the young man kept a cold face, picked up the shield and crushed the sea monsters into pieces.

Wanton killing of innocent lives, forcibly polluting his colleagues, is it really this world without Joan that made him go crazy again?

After being polluted, Diarmuid abandoned the important things in his heart and fought purely for that wish.His spear no longer hesitated to face Saber, red and golden illusions circulated in the dark forest, and the King of Knights was at a disadvantage.

"I just cast a small seed. I didn't expect such a return. No matter how noble a knight is, he will be surrendered by desire." Gilles de Rais let out a chuckle, and there was a lot of money in his huge eyes. It was all joy, "Scream, Joan of Arc! Use your lament to please me, that is my medal!"

Fujimaru Tachika watched the battle between the two of them, and suddenly sighed, "Caster, do you want the Holy Grail that much?"

"What are you talking about, that is mine! Then my holy virgin will come back to me!" Caster was irritated, his eyes widened, and he tightly grasped his snail city with his ten fingers textbook.

After a while, the boy appeared in front of him, only one step away, he didn't even know how he got here, obviously the surrounding protection was perfect!

"You'd better remember your wish." Fujimaru Lixiang smiled at him, with tyrannical anger in his blue eyes, "Also remember, I broke your wish, give me this matter Carve it deeply into your spiritual foundation."

He let go of his hand, and the shield floated flat in the low air, and the young man jumped up high with the help of the pedal, and put his hands and fingers straight into the magician's eyes.

"Secret technique - 'Roar, my dual|guns!'"

"Ahhhh my eyes!! Damn! Damn kid!!" Caster twisted his body and growled continuously, with blood dripping from his eyes.

"Okay." The boy flexed his wrist, "The chaldean punishment ceremony is over, now it's time to get serious."

The sea demon army began to move towards the boy because the summoner was injured. Arturia saw the timing and released the Wind King's hammer again to sweep out a retreat path, and temporarily repelled the spearmen by the way.

Fujimaru Tachika easily moved from the path she opened up to the side of the King of Knights. The two of them faced the endless sea of ​​monsters back to back, and the effect of the protective treasure was slowly disappearing.

He took a deep breath, let go of the hand holding the shield, and the "Heroes Gathering Place" did not disappear, and the seven light spots shone on the shield surface with a brilliance that cannot be ignored.

One of them rose slowly and was wrapped by Fujimaru Tateka's clasped hands, and then a violent light burst out from between the fingers!

The wind picked up, and it stirred the knight king's skirt and the boy's hair.

When he opened his palm again, a cup decorated with gorgeous patterns emerged quietly.

Artoria, who was standing beside him, murmured, she read out the name of the Noble Phantasm, "Holy Grail..."

The author has something to say: Brush alter is about to debut, Brother Brush is miserable, I want to treat him better!It's just that his gun is always shielded by JJ...

I squeezed Hei Zhen's treasure [Roar, my anger], anyway, I wouldn't use the Holy Grail to directly hit the marshal, I wanted to poke him.