Crown Master

"Damn it, I actually believed you liar!"

Angola is outraged by this.

In the past, Arturias often emphasized that their teacher was a big liar, but most of them took it as a mockery of Merlin's style, but they never thought that whether it was the blood of the succubi or the essence of a magician, they were all Cold-blooded and cunning liar.

The avenger who thinks he has seen through his true face, now even looking at the colorful head of him thinks it is the blackness of a conspiracy, this person's heart is crushed!

Bearing the anger from his colleagues, Merlin blinked innocently.

It's not what you think it is...but what exactly?

Forget it.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time that I didn't get along well with my colleagues.

Don't you see that the trio of Clairvoyance are all in different eras, can they still rely on the limited village network to make fun of each other?

And Merlin's "network cable" is still the worst.

Even King Solomon in the human period sprayed this point.

As for the women's clothing tycoon Mei Lijiang, it may be the sequelae of the unobstructed Internet.

The magical girl Mei who lives on the Internet is said to be cheating on the Internet. She knows her insiders well, but she is the most addicted, preferring to deceive herself and others.

Speaking of which, did the master take away the salary card that Romani used to buy Meili's goods and return it?Don't delay the promotion of Meili sauce. ~

The inconsequential content flashed through my mind. On the surface, Merlin still maintained the corners of his mouth upturned by 10 degrees, with light and shadow special effects half of his face. In conclusion, he didn't look like a good person for three to ten minutes. Seventy points.

Angola became vigilant when he saw it.

At this juncture, Merlin also said to Angola friendly: "It's really sad, I will be called a liar or something, please call this language art."

"Shut up!" Angola raised her fist anxiously, and forced herself to put it down again.

It looked like he really wanted to punch himself, Merlin sighed leisurely, and looked at his room unconsciously.

When humanism was destroyed, even the master’s room didn’t have many decorations due to the shortage of supplies. Now that the world is peaceful, Chaldea has the ability to send a large amount of supplies in, and each servant’s room begins to have a lot of decorations. Little things that are personal.

In Merlin's room, excluding magic items such as phoenix feathers and dragon teeth, there are many ribbons of various colors. The walls are covered with floral wallpapers in a girlish style. Several different types of Fufu dolls are placed on the pillows. Bian'er, if it weren't for a man who actually lives here, it wouldn't be surprising to say that it is a girl's boudoir.

The Avenger, dressed in pitch black, immediately cut off the visual sharing after seeing the room for the first time, and the little bit of curiosity was completely shattered.

He almost went blind!

Thanks to Angola's straight male thinking, Merlin made sure at a glance that what he was hiding in the room was not found.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it is discovered... As long as the target is not a certain demonic female Bodhisattva, he is sure that there will be no problems.

It was Merlin's habit to arrange everything clearly, and Angola obviously didn't notice this, so that he didn't notice Merlin's thoughts, but instead recited his dishonesty.

Angola was very irritable. After coldly uttering the word shut up, his brows were frowned complicatedly, and he said in a suppressed tone: "I don't know what will happen to Ozymandias who was 'persuaded' by your damn art. Think, damn it, is this what you planned? By the time the Pharaoh is summoned, he won't even notice your tricks, and the people struggling under the evil of this world will attract most of his attention .”

Merlin: "That's right, but haven't we already restored the history of 3000 years ago? A little accident, as long as it doesn't cause a bigger impact, even the Pharaoh never blamed it."

Angola couldn't help sneering.

You put it simply.

Although he was the one who actually did the work, even he felt palpitations when the cruel scene of the Egyptians howling under the black mud, but this person could observe with a smile and a faint scrutiny in his eyes, as if all these people could The background of the story is overwhelmed by a sentence, as long as the ending is happy enough, they can be sacrificed on reasonable occasions.

Once he realizes this, many of Merlin's zealous schemes appear to be too zealous, not only untrustworthy, but suspicious to the horizon!

Using so many psychology to describe this guy Merlin mainly wants to highlight the complexity of this person.

Although Artoria would have a close relationship with Merlin no matter what time period it was, even King Arthur could not understand the heart of his "master" very well.

To be exact, the witch Vivienne was madly imprisoning Merlin on the tower because of his carelessness.

The legendary version seems to be like this, but no one knows the specific situation except the person involved.

And Vivienne's remarks are only from her personal point of view, as for what Merlin thinks... is still an unanswered question.

Unlike the two dead kings, the blood of the half-succubi never caused him to experience death, and his human blood did not require him to sneak into the dreams of humans for food like a pure-blooded succubus. He seemed to have unparalleled power, But he never showed it to the world.

The great magician is known as the awe of the people and enemies, but it does not mean understanding his essence.

Whether the myth handed down from the imaginary era is true or not is also a question.

There are too many secrets about Merlin, and his acting style seems to be creating one secret after another.

If it is said that the "unknown" makes human beings afraid of the future, then this man who is full of "unknown" is enough to make any existence terrified.

What kind of psychology did he trap himself in "eternity", or... did he voluntarily live on the tower for a long time, could Vivienne's magic really lock his footsteps, and from the fact that he could freely Avalon treks to Chaldea, and the truth is revealed.

But everyone selectively ignored it.

No one goes back to listen to the "unknown" voice, because that may bring unbearable disaster.

The ancient vigilance still works on human beings, until a special little girl opened the prison door of the disaster with her own hands and released "it".

Merlin can sincerely swear to God that the little girl stole his heart with words that day, so why isn't he creating "art" when he co-wrote this volume of stories with her?

An upright person would not feel that he was wrong, let alone a half-dream devil who was so thick-skinned that his disciples couldn't stand it.

Angola sneered, and finally couldn't stand Merlin's continued nonsense anymore, and attracted his attention roughly, her lowered voice revealed the danger of coldness.

"So you admit that you take advantage of everyone?"

Holding the scepter, the great magician smiled, as if the deep purple color of the dream was indifferent, and Merlin smiled and said: "I never tell meaningless lies, because the efficiency is too low." The palm seemed to caress the wood unconsciously. The body of the wand, the mysterious material that modern magic cannot judge, is like ordinary wood. Will miss this obvious spellcasting number.

Angola had fought so little with the ancient magician that he hadn't noticed Mei Lin's plan, or he himself was thinking about what to do with him.

Pack it up and send it to the kitchen, the master is back just in time for this meal?

Thinking about it without a trace in his mind, but this did not prevent him from feeling the gradually changing atmosphere in the room.

Angola said vigilantly: "Merlin, this is just a puppet of mine, don't even try to do anything to my real body!"

Merlin looked at him and sighed slightly.

"Angola, since I can cooperate with you, it's not surprising that there is another partner in Chaldea, right?"

"what!"

"Meilin"'s deadly appearance finally changed drastically. I don't know what happened to the main body. The puppet here melted into a pool of "black mud" without warning.

After more than ten minutes, its activity gradually weakened, and the other evils in this world in the room also gradually lost their activity.

Merlin looked at the mess in the room, and sighed faintly.

"It's not easy to clean up."

Then he wanted to walk in the direction of the bed, and when he came to the bed, he looked under the bed without warning, and when he got up, he found a box with a magic circle made of simple rhombuses on the surface.

Fingers traced a few times on the surface of the box, matched the password, Merlin took out the contents of the box, and read page by page.

The paper is ordinary writing paper, but the text is constantly changing as if it is alive, and finally freezes into the starting point of a line of plots. The turning point of each story is wonderful, as if someone has experienced it personally.

However, this is indeed a story that "people" have experienced.

Merlin turned to the last page, which happened to end at the place where the pyramid pierced through time and space, piercing the sky outside Mihua City.

The stories written by the great writer Andersen will always come true under the careful description of the writer.

As Merlin once commented, he was only cultivating heroes, but Andersen could create gods!

This is also the main reason why he is willing to cooperate with a poisonous fairy tale writer.

Because if you want to change the fate of the master, you can't rely on the actions of the heroes alone, you need a god...abandon everything!

Put this valuable manuscript paper back into the box, then get up and leave.

He came to the door of Angola's room without disturbing anyone as when he came, and threw a not-so-common magic trick, and the sensor door opened automatically. Inside the door, the pale-skinned, slender Count of Monte Cristo was lighting the first candle of the day. Cigarettes, eyes burning with black inflammation flashed an indistinct complaint when they saw him.

"Why tell him, it's not too difficult for you to make up a lie to fool the past, right?"

"Sorry, sorry." Merlin walked in and observed the Avenger's room, but no matter how calm he was, improper actions always had a sneaky sin.

Merlin: "The Cave King's actions are as decisive as I want. Angola is still alive, right?" After confirming that the weakest and strongest servant has been blocked, he communicated with Edmund with a playful smile. .

The Cave King calmly took a puff of smoke, and said indifferently in the smoke he exhaled: "That's a servant who can pollute the Holy Grail. Needless to say, you have a strong willpower, but you, why did you involve him?"

Merlin blinked and blinked: "..."

The Cave King took down the cigarette in his mouth, and said impatiently: "I will throw him into the Chateau d'If, as long as he doesn't do stupid things, he will be safe."

"Indeed," Merlin thought for a while, and sighed, "It's an isolated island where danger and despair coexist. Danger can appear at any time. The sad thing is that I still need to live in despair."

The King of the Grotto sneered and extinguished the cigarette he had just taken a puff of. "Some people die because they surrender to despair. In the Château d'If, despair is tantamount to death. Mortals cannot resist death's scythe, so in pain and despair, Before the danger comes, he has already entered the underworld by himself."

"Servants polluted by the evils of this world should not be so stupid and entrust themselves to despair." Turning his gaze to Merlin, the Cave King said indifferently, "What's the use of Angola, you need to draw him in specially ?”

Merlin: "Edmund, you have many questions, but this is not a good time to answer them."

The Cave King with steel-like pupils watched him for a few seconds, seeming to agree with his reply.

"exactly."

"But sooner or later you have to pay for it."

The figure had disappeared into the pitch-black flames, but the cave king's voice still lingered in the air.

Merlin sighed helplessly.

"Why do you all think of me as a bad guy?"

Brother Merlin is a good friend of the girls, a spreader of love!

Merlin sighed with pain in his heart. With heavy steps, he no longer hid his whereabouts, and let the magic-made flower petals float all over the corridor, letting the whole Chaldea know that the flower magician who had been quiet for a few days is back.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday's replacement has been done, everyone, don't forget to leave a few comments, I'm so sleepy, huh!The part about Merlin is finally done, I can go as far as I want, Kai Sen!