Guda-kun is a heroic spirit [Comprehensive]

As soon as he said this, the waiter accompanying the VIP seats couldn't help but let out a short laugh. The chariot was completely different from the previous swordsman, and he was a well-known killer.

That's right, that hill-like body and wide palms are the biggest killers. There are at least a dozen boxers who died under his hands, and they are bloody killers. Better than a chariot!

The black-haired boy's words made the boxing ring quiet again, and the host's expression changed from astonishment to surprise, and then, as if afraid of his repentance, he immediately announced the content of the battle.

"It seems that our little gentleman knows your needs well, and now is the most exciting time! Let us pray for him-because he chose the field that his opponent is best at!"

The following immediately boiled over, and the sound of betting coins continued. Most of the people chose the Roshan side, but there were still a few people who cast a few coins to the boy with a curious attitude.

Comparing the two sides, it seems that Fujimaru Tachika's side is getting more and more shabby.

Now, the chariot is like a hunter sitting on a spider's web, just quietly waiting for the prey to crash into his hands.

Giotto couldn't help becoming impatient. That's right, this boy is indeed better than his peers, no... it should be said that he is stronger than some adults, but that opponent has obviously broken through the range of normal people, but he still chose the opponent area of ​​expertise.

"What the hell is that kid doing!" Naker roared angrily, he looked more irritable than the blond young man beside him, if he hadn't been caught in time, he would have climbed onto the ring by this time Knock the boy on the head.

"Calm down first, he's not such a ignorant person." Giotto was persuading the priest when he suddenly received Fujimaru Tatsuka's eyes.

He was quite clever, and quickly understood the meaning - the boy was asking him to pay to bet on himself to win.The young man didn't move, and the black-haired boy even glared at him.

Giotto: ...

Who are these people! ?The first generation of Vongola cried out in his heart.

Fujimaru Tatsuka was satisfied to see that the young man placed a big bet on his own plate, and then his blue eyes moved to his opponent.Chariot is preparing for activities, and the game adopts a three-game two-win system. Countless excited eyes are staring at the stage. It is not difficult to guess their thoughts, probably because they want to see themselves completely suppressed.

"Let me reiterate at this time." The host yelled excitedly, "There are no taboos in the Noel boxing arena, only knocking down and being knocked down, and the winner can dispose of the opponent as he pleases!"

The sound waves layered on top of each other, and finally burst out after he finished speaking, almost toppling the entire roof.

Noel is very satisfied, even if there is no Nucker as a gimmick, the young man who obviously replaced him is very knowledgeable, and he has a strange charm that can always surprise people.

He tilted his head slightly, and the subordinates next to him immediately put their ears up, "Go and check, I want to know where our little gentleman comes from."

If necessary, he will choose to include him in his sphere of influence.

After a very brief warm-up, the host and referee guided the two to the center of the ring, where a round table had already been placed.

The chariot is worthy of being a chariot. The two just stood together, and the huge and oppressive shadow directly wrapped Fujimaru Tachika. He couldn't help raising his head and glanced at Roshan in front of him with sighs.

This guy really looks like Spartacus.

His inner emotions were not conveyed to the chariot, but made the man feel that he was provoking.Chariot grinned, laughing bloodily, "Look a little more, kid, and I'll wring your head off!"

"..." Fujimaru Lixiang tried to look back with his most sincere eyes, and replied seriously, "I'd better return this sentence to you."

The audience in the audience applauded and cheered, and some shouted for the start of the game, and it was very lively for a while.

Giotto helped his forehead helplessly. He originally thought that the young man had a steady personality and was not as flamboyant as his husband. Looking at it now, this guy is simply extremely arrogant!

The host had already grasped the atmosphere properly. He picked the right time to announce the start of the competition. On the round table, the palms of the chariot and the boy clasped together. The difference in physique between the two resulted in a very obvious gap in the size of the palms.

The man grinned ferociously, his hand was almost twice as long as his opponent's, and he easily wrapped the fair boy's hand. He didn't feel the presence of a callus. In other words, this little gentleman's hand didn't He doesn't look like someone with the sword skills just now.

But before he had time to be confused, following the referee's order, he easily knocked the boy down.

Gently, like breaking a feather.

The audience in the audience was stunned for a moment and then burst into cheers. For the bloody king of their boxing ring, even the referee was excited. This little guy is too arrogant!

Seeing this, Naker felt bad, and asked in a low voice, "Ultimate, what should we do now?"

Giotto didn't know what Fujimaru Tachika was planning, but he still decided to watch the next game first.

The chariot bared its teeth at the opponent, and was about to taunt vigorously, but heard the young man muttering to himself in a low voice, "Hey, I accidentally lost my mind, you are just more similar to Spartacus in physique."

Fujimaru Tachika easily pulled her hand out of his palm, and moved her hands and feet on the spot.He was really distracted just now, the scene in front of him made him involuntarily think that Chaldea had held such an event before.

Distant memories come flooding back——

Because Chaldea needs to be maintained and adjusted for the time being, Fujimaru Tachika and a group of heroic spirits were given a short vacation as a rare rest in the busy fighting life.

As soon as he appeared in the cafeteria, there were three small shadows running towards him. The Chaldean master was so frightened that he grabbed one with both hands, and raised his leg to let the other hang.

Jack the Ripper put his arms around his neck and complained, "Mom, is there anything else we can do? We're bored, we've read nursery rhyme books many times, and we've had tea parties too many times—"

The little Santa next to him hugged his neck not to be outdone, "Jack, it's a bad boy who disturbs Mr. Reindeer!"

The two muscle Cs almost knocked the master over, but he kept smiling, and finally had to ask Emiya, who was wearing an apron and holding a pot and spoon, for help, "That... help me... I'll..."

The red archer smiled coldly, "I'm sorry, master. I'm D."

"..."

"What does that look mean?"

Fujimaru Tachika said sincerely: "You... must not have had an easy life."

Emiya paused, and announced: "The master's dessert is gone today, whoever speaks for him will be disqualified from ordering today."

The screams immediately resounded throughout Chaldea.

As it was time to eat, the heroic spirits appeared one after another, and it was obvious that they were not used to it after suddenly relaxing, and seemed to have nothing to do.

After the archer used the cake to attract the three little guys, Cu Chulainn of the spearman came over and hooked up with Fujimaru Tachika, "Speaking of which, master. Can't you have some fun? My bones are going to be weak gone."

Before the boy could answer, there was a sneer from the kitchen, "If you can't lift a gun, just say it."

"Huh? Say something more?"

"Hey, hey hey hey!! Brother Cu Chulainn has something to say! Don't do it! You can't do it!"

It's not a problem to leave the boring heroic spirits alone, and the task of finding fun for them is put on the head of Fujimaru Tachika, who is the master.

Ma Xiu hugged Fufu and bent down worryingly to check the boy lying on the dining table, "Senior, are you all right? You don't look well, do you need to have an examination?"

"No... I'm fine, Mash, don't worry." Fujimaru Tachika rubbed her hair, "However, I really can't think of any way, it's impossible to go camping, right?"

The girl was silent, it was a snowstorm outside, the heroic spirit could come back intact after going out, the Master was not sure.She hesitated, and replied in a softer tone: "Senior, your idea is very unique. As far as I know, such an approach is completely suicidal in Chaldea."

The boy smiled, "...I was just joking!"

"...!? I'm sorry, senior, I..." Matthew was flustered for a while, and after being comforted, she reminded in a small voice, "Then what would senior do if they encountered such a situation in school or in life?"

"Well, go out to play with friends, play games at home, if it's smaller...Ah!!" Fujimaru Tachika shouted as if awakened, "Thank you, Mash!"

After lunch, the boring heroic spirits were retained. Fortunately, everyone came from different regions and eras, and this was the first time for such a competition.

In order to prevent someone from opening the treasure indiscriminately, Fujimaru Tateka repeatedly stated the rules, "Let's say it first, no treasure is allowed, but non-damaging skills can be used, and the most important thing is whoever destroys the thing will pay for it! "

After the lottery decision, the tables in the restaurant were full of contestants.

Matthew didn't know when he had put on his combat gear and was ready to go, "Fight for the honor of the senior, Matthew joins!"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, "...well, Mash, you don't need a shield."

"Ah, yes... yes!"

The first table was Shuten-douji VS Arash, Fujimaru Tateka saw the whistle sounded, and the little girl suddenly snapped the big hero's wrist under the table.

"..."

The horned ghost covered his lips with his sleeve and began to make sarcastic remarks, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. .”

Arash clutched his wrist, and said to him with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, master, I've shamed you."

Fujimaru Tachika had no choice but to comfort him quickly. After all, Shuten-douji is very strong, and looking at the entire Chaldea, there are very few people who can play.

The second table is Spartacus VSemiya.

"Use my love to oppress the Destroyer!"

Spartacus broke down Emiya while saying it full of love, and even wanted to give him a fierce hug, but the latter looked ashen, "...I just said that this can't be done!"

Fujimaru Tatsuka comforted him, "It's okay, you see there are already many people who have lost."

Archer lightly pointed between his eyebrows, reminding the defeated side, "Are you comforting or mocking? Instead of worrying about this side, look over there."

The master followed his fingers to look over, and found that Joan of Arc Alter had already started killing opponents in seconds regardless of the rules, while laughing wildly while knocking down one by one, Fujimaru Tateka swallowed with difficulty, "That... I Is it still important to save your life?"

The Dragon Witch directly ignored the rules and started challenging from the first table.Fujimaru Tachika grabbed the red archer's clothes in horror, "Hurry up and stop the two of them... No, no, stay away!"

He could already imagine the troubles that would follow from the recklessness of the two Muscle A's.

But in fact, the match ended very quickly, because both sides were at the same level of strength, and Shuten-douji released the fruity alcohol directly at the witch, trying to charm the opponent when he was able to use his skills.

"boom--!"

"Hmph, how could I lose here!" Joan of Arc laughed and stood up gracefully. She brushed back her long silver-white hair with a nasty smile on the corner of her mouth, "Who is next? Come here quickly?"

Shuten-douji clutched his wrist, and said angrily: "It's really rude, it's not inferior to the cow girl, ah, we've had enough fun, next time the master will accompany us."

Because everything happened so quickly, the dining table was miraculously intact, but with the two female heroic spirits at the center, a group of people, regardless of gender, appeared within a radius of two meters.

"Does that range skill also have an effect on your companions? Tsk, it's really troublesome." Emiya grabbed the Master with one hand, and complained mercilessly, "It's done now, and the floor doesn't even need to be wiped."

Fujimaru Tachika: "...haha."

With □□enger breaking the rules first, the cafeteria turned into a scuffle, the tables were scrapped one after another, and the legs and boards of the tables flew all over the room.

Fujimaru Tachika saw that the situation was not good. Anyway, he had already said whoever destroyed it should repair it. He hurried back to his room in order to save his own life. Unexpectedly, someone was already waiting for him there.

The golden archer leaned against the door frame and snorted coldly, apparently not very happy, "The idiot finally knows he's back."

"Well... aren't you going to participate?" Fujimaru Tachika asked.

"Let me hold the hands of those bastards, you are so brave!"

Gilgamesh stood up straight, and the master of Chaldea immediately took several steps back, "Speak up if you have something to say."

The man with blond hair and red eyes squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth happily, and said compassionately: "Since you have invited me so sincerely, considering your past achievements, it is not a bad idea to give me some face."

"No, no, no, I'm just asking casually, don't take it to heart." Fujimaru Tatsuka immediately waved his hand in denial.

"Stop talking nonsense and stretch out your hand!"

"……Oh."

Then, the King of Heroes happily knocked down Fujimaru Tachika countless times with one finger.

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