[Comprehensive] Demon Fox Hiding Horse

After finishing Diarmuid, Kurama felt that he had nothing to worry about for the time being.

So that night, Yaohu walked out of the hotel with Bai Tuanzi, who was fully recovered after waking up, and began to wander around—of course, the main target was various cake shops with mouth-watering smells.

The little guy had worked too hard before, Yaohu felt that he had to reward him.

Diarmuid, who originally planned to become a spirit child to guard the Master, was stopped by Kurama, and finally had to blush and put on a set of modern clothes given by his Master.

The slim black long winter coat, tailored straight trousers, and a pair of high-top dark brown leather boots perfectly set off the slender and strong figure of the gunman. The clothes are another kind of beauty, which makes the already extremely handsome man even more like a powerful luminous body, emitting a dazzling brilliance everywhere.

The heroic spirit of the spear, who has a very clear self-awareness of his own charm, looked at the exquisite and handsome projection in the mirror, and the expression on his face did not seem to be joyful, but a slight frown...

"My lord, is it really okay for me to dress up like this?"

Will it be too noticeable?

Although I don't want to say such brazen words, in Diarmuid's view, this is indeed the case.

Exactly how much trouble this face of his would cause was already very clear when he was soaked in blood and ended his life in its most glorious years.

However, the red-haired boy Master smiled and shook his head at him.

"No, that's fine, Dee... Well, to be safe, I'll call you 'Lancer' when I go out from now on. Get used to it now."

While talking, the young man picked up the excited white ball beside him and prepared to go out. Behind him was a handsome man with a hesitant expression, whose expression was so complicated that it was impossible to distinguish the specific components.

Lancer really didn't know how to persuade his Master, even if his appearance would only bring some troubles, but...Compared with those, isn't the little creature in the master's arms more eye-catching?

Even in the era when Diarmuid lived in an era where myths and legends coexisted, like that little creature that could talk, it seemed to have other things that were not known, but intuitively felt strange. Magical creatures with unique abilities are not very common.

Diarmuid is sure that once such a creature appears, not only mortals, but perhaps even gods will be interested.

But now, his own Master actually wants to take the other party out so generously...

At the beginning of this world, the Knight of the Spear, who had obtained all kinds of knowledge related to this world through the Holy Grail, sighed silently, and really didn't know what to do with his Master.

——How could he not see how much his Master cared about that little creature?

And it's no wonder the Master cared about him that much.

Seeing the little guy sitting firmly in the arms of the red-haired boy, the moment he noticed his gaze, he raised his face and gave a big cute smile back and forth. Diarmuid turned his face silently, and realized that he was completely defeated in an instant. Gave it to the other party...＿(:з)∠)＿

This frustration continued until the three took to the streets.

The gunman unexpectedly found that on the street that was still crowded with people in the evening, no one paid much attention to himself and Zangma.

It's not that the existence of the three of them was completely ignored by the crowd, but that the three of them were treated equally by the crowd as if they were no different from any ordinary person with a passer-by face!

It may be a bit narcissistic to say so, but with Diarmuid's own monster-level face, and although Zangmana is not sharp-edged, it is still gentle and handsome that makes people unable to look away, plus a dog looking around. , the excited and anticipating little Bai Tuanzi is so cute that it makes people tremble in the bottom of his heart. How can such a combination only get such a level of attention from passers-by?

Looking up at his Master suspiciously, the spearman suddenly realized belatedly that this might be exactly what his Master used.

"If you are not a qualified magician..."

So which other magician dare to say that he is excellent?

Diarmuid whispered to himself.

As far as he knows, it is difficult for magicians to deceive one or several senses of others, and it is more troublesome to clean up the aftermath, but it is not impossible.

However, like Zangma, it is very difficult and may not be possible to blind or even mislead the perception of ordinary people on a large scale.

I don't know that the demon fox is actually just a spearman who rationally used the phantom spores that were used on Kurapika in Hunter World to confuse Kuroro's vision. At this moment, he almost regarded his Master as a heavenly being.

Naturally, Zangma didn't feel that Diarmuid's eyes were burning several percentage points instantly.

But Yaohu didn't intend to explain anything.

Anyway, when the war really starts, Diarmuid himself will find out that what he said before is true. Now that the other party is the most convinced or even blindly trusted, it is futile to explain more than Tibetan horses. The master he identified is too blindly obedient, which may not be a good thing.

But remembering that in the original book, when Dilumudo also contradicted Kenneth for his own principles, Yaohu sighed silently, thinking that he might have been a little too optimistic about the situation before.

***

The three of them wandered along the streets of Fuyuki, which were not bustling but not deserted either.

This place is in the transition zone between Miyama Town and Shinto. Although it is still within the scope of Miyama Town, but because of the proximity to the Fuyuki Bridge, the overall architectural style has already brought distinct modern features, so the atmosphere at night is quite good. Lively, there is even a small street near the river near the shopping street, which looks like a small festival is being held, and there are various Japanese-style snacks or game stalls on both sides.

Zangma took Mokona and Diarmuid all the way from the street to the end of the street, and after they were full, they played all the way from the end of the street back to the street. During this period, the existence of Baituanzi did not even cause anyone to scream or be surprised. Naturally, it seems that a magical little guy like him is completely in line with common sense in this world.

As a result, the gunman's state also changed from being on guard at the beginning to gradually relaxing later - of course, if relaxation is relaxation, he still has a little bit of vigilance that he should have.

After all, although I have the corresponding common sense of modern society in my mind, but I have never personally experienced the knowledge that was just transmitted to my brain by the Holy Grail like data transmission before, and I still lack a sense of reality, so I can experience life in modern society so authentically. Especially entertainment life, it is really a very rare and very fresh experience for Diarmuid who lived in the distant mythological period.

only……

Looking at the red-haired Master walking not far in front of him, smiling and raising his hand to gently wipe the apple candy stains on Bai Tuanzi's mouth, the corner of the spearman's mouth slowly outlined an unconscious soft smile——

Apart from my own Master, there must be no other Masters willing to waste such precious time to bring their Servants to experience the practical charm of modern life, right?

It's sad, but for Masters, Servants are actually closer to high-level familiars than their companions, or they are simply useful tools—no matter what their attitudes are on the outside, their subconscious cognition is always It won't be much different.

It's just that the Masters never said it outright, and the pride of the Servants as Heroic Spirits didn't allow them to think deeply about this issue.

So, being able to meet a Master like Kurama, probably... Is it really lucky for me at last?

Not knowing his luck at all, he has been thinking about this for the heroic spirit of the gun who has never changed E since ancient times. He quickened his pace, and for the first time since he came, he tried... to stand shoulder to shoulder with his own Master.

***

After spending two days leisurely without any tension, Kurama was lying leisurely on the couch in the living room and smoothing Moko in the afternoon after lunch. Reports of home-grown dandelions in every corner of the city.

At F Airport, which is the closest to Fuyuki City and is also the one that Kurama pays special attention to, after the latest charter plane from Germany landed slowly on the runway, a beautiful woman with silver hair and red eyes stepped out of it.

Accompanying her was a beautiful blond girl dressed as a teenager. A tailor-made men's suit perfectly set off her awe-inspiring and pure aura, making it impossible to tell her true gender for a while...

"Is the main character coming?"

Realizing that the Holy Grail War is about to begin, Kurama doesn't feel too nervous.

The reason, probably... is that he really never cared about the war itself and its ultimate meaning.

"Dilmodo."

Accompanied by this lazy call, the Servant who was sitting in a corner of the living room staring at a modern military flag suddenly came back to his senses, and turned to look at the red-haired Master half lying on the couch with an inexplicable smile on his face: "yes?"

The rare and confused appearance gave this handsome hero a different charm.

But Zang Ma's expression didn't change a bit.

"It's time for you to show up?"

Still wearing that weird smile that was hard to discern the true meaning on his face, Yaohu squeezed Bai Tuanzi's little hand in his arms, in exchange for a small chuckle from the little guy.

"There is an opponent you expect, who has... come to Fuyuki."

"……what?"

***

It's not that Zangma didn't think about letting Lancer stand out.

In the original book, the first scene was climaxed and the plot developed ups and downs all the way, and it even led to the battle between Lancer and Saber where countless other characters appeared. It can be said that Lancer made Lancer, but it also ruined his possibility of HE from the beginning.

——Antagonizing the holder of the protagonist's halo and crippling his hand, don't even think about this kind of thinking, you know that you will be severely cannon fodder in the end ==

So in the end, Diarmuid ended up in such a tragic way. He even lost his awe-inspiring righteousness before he died, and was replaced by boundless resentment and grievance.

Although it is unlikely that his Master will become a Tibetan horse now, Yaohu has been thinking about whether this battle should be carried out according to the original plot, and whether it is meaningful and necessary to make changes.

Of course, it's not that Cangma is afraid of Daddy Chesi and Saber, but that Cangma doesn't really want to expose Diarmuid's existence too early.

The fact that Lancer has been successfully summoned may be known by the monitoring equipment in the Church of the Holy Church, but the matter of Kurama becoming a Master should be an absolute secret.

After all, according to the original plot, Director Ken has been confirmed as one of the seven Masters selected by the Holy Grail at this moment. Although I don’t know how he was disqualified again, Kurama feels that it is not necessary for him issue concerned.

At this moment, he just felt that he really didn't need to expose himself in order to ensure the continuity of the plot.

But in the end, after thinking twice, Kurama still decided to follow the original trajectory and let Diarmuiduo attack Saber.

One is that the heroic spirit of the gun will not escape from the awareness of fighting, and the other is...

"The legendary oldest king, I really want to meet him soon..."

——With such irresponsible thoughts that were almost joking, Yaohu finally made a decision.

So that night, on the warehouse street adjacent to the seaside park, the knight of the gun who did not hide his figure at all welcomed the arrival of the golden-haired girl king as if destined.

"Such a chilling aura... Are you Saber?"

The handsome man raised an eyebrow and said so calmly.