Guda-kun is a heroic spirit [Comprehensive]

The two were in a stalemate, even though the atmosphere off the stage had been heated up by the host's ingenious means, the stage remained motionless, like two steady mountains with their roots sticking out to the ground.

For Fujimaru Tachika, he quickly recognized that the breath was very familiar, but it had changed, as if a discordant hotness had been mixed into the fresh air in the morning.

Under the other party's hood, there was a pair of pale golden eyes shining brightly, which belonged to the king's light, but the starlight was also covered with a layer of confusion at this time.

"Alright, alright, let's take a look at the heroic appearance of our hood!" The host shouted loudly, and he was about to say something hot, but the hood raised his head slightly, and his pale golden eyes looked straight at him , Blocked all the next bunch of noisy words.

The young man ordered coldly: "Shut up."

The host was like a chicken being choked, and finally let out a scream, which aroused complaints from the audience. They wanted to watch a bloody fight instead of a farce.

"This, this is the strength of our hooded players!" He sorted out his emotions before he could barely make up a sentence, "The competition method has also completely returned to your favorite type-fighting, knocking down the opponent, winning It belongs to the one standing there!"

Fujimaru Tatsuka licked her lower lip. This person is very strong, no matter what aspect he is.Only Heroic Spirits can do this, right?But besides the two kings, he can only think of the pseudo-young Jill that day.

So this and that counterfeit appeared for the same reason?

Sitting in the luxuriously decorated wing room, the King of Heroes and the King of Virtue are both watching the show, and the Clairvoyance and the All-Knowing and Almighty Star are playing their roles respectively.

On the other hand, the waiter standing aside was puzzled. He intuitively thought that the two honored guests knew Hood, but his subsequent attitude was unpredictable.

Gilgamesh leaned his elbows on the armrest, and slightly moved his five fingers together to support his head, with a playful expression on his face, "The reason in this world really makes people wonder, and it's the inability to confirm that makes people look forward to it."

"This will be a tough battle for Lixiang, especially after the other party's identity is revealed." Xian Wang also responded with the same expression, his tone was very sure, what those mellow eyes saw was not here. It’s a scene in the future, but a fragment of somewhere in the future, “However, he really worked hard, he is already a visitor from another world, right?”

The waiter, puzzled by the subtle pronouns, held his breath, waiting for the other gentleman to answer.

"It's too ugly, how can you wield the holy sword with that tainted posture?" Gilgamesh clicked his tongue, his attitude was very disdainful, he knew the other party's true face, but he was very dissatisfied with the reason why the other party showed that posture .

Gilgamesh [Caster] didn't say anything else, just turned his gaze back to the field.

The young man in smart attire stood under the bright lights, his black hair and bright white skin formed a stark contrast, he somehow recalled that day, when the young man who was a ruler died in front of him , the white robe was covered with blood, and the golden olive branch glistened in the pool of blood.

As the supreme virtuous king who returned from the journey of immortality, he should have reached a height beyond the reach of normal people, and his eyes that see through all things slightly distinguish him from human beings.Not as complete as a bystander observer like Merlin, but not too intimate with humans, Gilgamesh (Caster) ruled Uruk in this way.

During the years of his stay, the virtuous king never once recalled what happened on the last day in Chaldea.Regardless of whether Fujimaru Tachika is a heroic spirit summoned by human hope or a guardian summoned by human despair, he finds it unacceptable.

After such a heavy task is over, wouldn't it be enough to let him return to a normal life?It would be nice to let him go through the life of an ordinary person, instead of what he is doing now, with constant passing away, constant waking up, and constant fighting. Such a journey with no end in sight would be too disappointing.

Gilgamesh [Caster] was wandering in the sky, when suddenly a black shadow shot towards him at an astonishing speed, and he raised his hand to stop it just as it was about to hit the wise king's cheek.

"What are you doing, I'm not that brat." Xian Wang said to his young self that he didn't bother to use interrogative sentences, and said directly, a candy with a blinding packaging rolled slightly on his open palm.

Gilgamesh showed a nasty smile, "Looking at the old man's frowning face, I'm afraid the contents of the treasury have been used up. When that kid returns from victory, he won't even be able to get a decent prize. It's okay, This king has already thought of you for you, just use it!"

Gilgamesh [Caster] suddenly retracted his palms, and there were faintly throbbing veins on his forehead. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile on his face, "Childish, before you speak to me next time, don't forget to add your address—— You should call me father."

After a crackling sound, the waiter felt that he had heard some shocking secrets, for example, the two guests who he thought were brothers were actually father and son! ! !

It's fucking unbelievable! !It's almost like it was carved out of a mold, which is amazing! !

At the moment when he was in a trance, the wall of the luxurious stand had been demolished. I don't know what tricks these two gentlemen used. Anyway, when it was his turn to react, the section of the wall was still falling down. residue.

waiter:"……"

Damn, it's so powerful, why don't the two gentlemen go down and fight by themselves!

The huge movement from the top of the head attracted everyone's attention. Giotto, who was already on tenterhooks, almost took a breath when he saw the two outstandingly handsome men on the second floor.

How could he forget these two great gods!Thinking about it, if the other party finds out that he and Fujimaru Tachika are not in the port church, they will definitely look for their whereabouts, especially when those two pairs of scarlet eyes cast their gazes over - the blond young man feels more and more that it is a bad idea to come and fight for him .

Giotto made up his mind not to look at each other, pretending he didn't see it.

To die, Nucker even poked him with his elbow, reminding him: "Gio, there are two gentlemen looking at you from above, don't you plan to say hello?"

For the first time, the first generation of Vengley began to worry.

Before Fujimaru Tachika had time to be surprised by the familiar figure on the second floor, the strong wind arrived in front of him in the next second, and the alarm suddenly sounded in his mind!

The sudden start of the fight drew the audience's attention back for a second time. They saw the boy stepping on the ground with little movement, and then the whole person floated into the air like a feather, and his thin but explosive body was suspended in the air. Within a few seconds, he completed the movement of stretching and accumulating energy, and then punched down on the hood.

There was a crackling sound from the sturdy arena. The host had already seen that something was wrong and jumped down to escape. The crowd also cheered like birds and beasts scattered.

Subconsciously using a force that human beings cannot bear, Fujimaru Tateka hurriedly ran towards the opponent's direction when he landed. Fighting stance.

The hood he was wearing fell off, revealing his dark golden hair and pale golden eyes. The young man stood in the ruins, his aura undiminished, and it even made people feel that he should look down on his opponent like this.

That is the existence of a tyrant.

Fujimaru Tatsuka sprained his foot, stopped the car in time, and asked uncertainly, "... Arthur?"

But this appearance is obviously the reversed Arthur Pendragon, not the genial Star Swordsman.A huge cloud of confusion shrouded his heart, lingering, and no one came to explain the cause and effect to him.

Arthur Pendragon [Alter] frowned, and ground his teeth in displeasure, "Who are you? Why do you want to use his appearance?"

"Him?" The boy was taken aback.

It seemed that something important had been touched, and an increasingly murderous aura gathered around Cangjinzhimanyue, and the young man took the initiative to attack.Even if he doesn't have a holy sword in his hand, his melee combat ability is quite good, and if he kills someone and the little guy finds out about it, he will definitely have to talk about it, even...

Arthur Pendragon [Alter] kicked his feet hard, and his body turned into a pale golden light, cheers erupted from the crowd, and the host was stunned, and couldn't wait to explain, "Look! This is Lightning, no, Lightning is not as fast as him!"

Fujimaru Tachika clearly felt the hostility released by the alter, his thinking turned several times in a short time, and finally decided to confirm it.

"Ya...!" Just as a syllable was uttered, the sharp wind blade brushed against the boy's neck, the neckline of the sleeveless tights was cut open, and the bloodstains underneath were faintly visible.

Fujimaru Tateka clutched his neck, the small and sharp pain whipped his nerves, as if telling him that the King of Knights was extremely dangerous.Even so, he still calmed down and asked while using healing magic, "Arthur, why are you here?"

Arthur Pendragon [Alter] stopped and raised his eyebrows, as if he was identifying something, "The breath of magic power...you are r——isn't it, □□enger?"

He insisted, "Please answer my question first."

However, after the blond-haired young man confirmed his class, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's really an eyesore with this face on it, disappear quickly!"

……

"—Where did he go!" A boy in a cloak on the street muttered in disappointment after searching for nothing. He didn't notice the guard's shocked eyes when he passed Noel's underground boxing ring.

After he was far away, the guards began to whisper. They also knew what happened in the boxing ring, but why did that little gentleman appear on the street?

A few minutes later, people in the door ran out in panic. They scrambled to avoid running too late, and the ballots in their hands were scattered, and they didn't even have the time to pick up the coins that fell on the ground.

The guards were extremely confused and were about to restore order, but there were too many people. They were like leaves struggling in the torrent, and they could barely maintain their bodies from being washed away.

"Stop, stop, sir!" The guard took a lot of effort to stop a man, "What's going on, what happened inside?"

"Run away! The farther the better!"

After finishing speaking, the man stuffed the red ballot into his hand, and then ran away from a distance. The guard smelled an unusual smell and hurriedly followed behind him.

After running for about ten meters, there was a loud bang, and the dazzling golden light and pure black light directly cut the entire building apart.

Pedestrians looked at all this in horror, and their instincts made them choose to avoid this right and wrong place at the first time.

Fujimaru Tachika held a shield in one hand and a crossed sword in the other. Standing opposite him, Arthur Pendragon [Alter] had already put on his own armor - pitch black and mottled red intertwined, the former Pale Silver Knight had changed For a ruthless tyrant.

His pale golden pupils glanced at the red-handled sword in the young man's hand, "Galahad... how could he admit you, the one who is bound by revenge."

The shield and the crossed sword are undoubtedly Noble Phantasms, and Arthur Pendragon [Alter] can also confirm that they are the things that Mash used in the past, as well as the Heroic Spirit who entrusted them to her.

Regardless of whether it was his round table or Artoria's round table, only Galahad could pull out a red sword, and how could that knight known as the purest recognize a guy with revenge in his heart?

"It's a long story." Fujimaru Lixiang moved his wrist and urged the trembling child under the shield to leave before he straightened up and asked, "I want to ask how you got here, but I didn't call... "

"It's enough to do this." The arrogant voice interrupted the communication between the two. Gilgamesh stood on the height of the ruins and looked down at the two of them. warn.

Arthur Pendragon [Alter]'s eyes wandered between the King of Heroes and the Heroic Spirit who was exactly like Tachika Fujimaru, and finally chose to temporarily put away his sword.But the voice was still cold, "What's going on?"

King Xian came out from behind his young self, raised his hand to wipe off the dust on his suit, and explained calmly: "He is Fujimaru Tachika, but he is not your master. Hmph, I think your master is no more than In this way, it is really ugly to let the servant release the treasure in such a place."

"What did you say?" The inverted King of Knights subconsciously summoned his own sword, and the chill between his brows and eyes became more piercing. It could be seen that he was extremely unhappy now.

The author has something to say: Arthur Pendragon [Alter] made reference to Heida, the cape Lixiang came from the pension group next door, not an enemy√