[Comprehensive] Demon Fox Hiding Horse

Gilgamesh undoubtedly has a very charming face.

And two-thirds of the divinity makes him shrouded in a powerful aura that ordinary people can't match all the year round, which can't be easily piled up with self-righteous arrogance and aloofness.

So in a sense, the King of Heroes really has the capital to look down on all living beings.

However, Zangma is not one of the "all beings".

Caught off guard, he was surrounded by the blond heroic spirit leaning down between him and the wall behind him. His almost flawless face was infinitely magnified in his sight. Heroic spirit's porcelain-white skin, which was so beautiful that it seemed to have no pores, was close at hand. Looking at those micro-powder lips exuding an indescribable faint color...

Few people can not be amazed by this extreme beauty.

however……

Zangma blinked, and looked at the beautiful blond young man who leaped back suddenly, opened the too close distance between the two, and at the same time dodged the blow from the rose and thorn blade, there was a hint of meaning on his face. Incomprehensible smile.

"Oh?"

The King of Heroes, who was knocked back by the blow, had a look of interest on his face.

"I thought it was just a small fish."

But I don't want to, there are unexpected gains?

Gilgamesh, who was really just passing by by chance, saw the figure of Mokona with sharp eyes, and heard him speak clearly, stopped and appeared to ask Gilgamesh, and then turned his attention to the original He didn't pay much attention to Zang Ma's body.

The result is this...

The King of Heroes couldn't help raising his eyebrows again.

For an ordinary human being, this boy's appearance seems a bit too handsome?

Didn't even notice it before...

Thinking about it this way, the expression of the oldest king couldn't help but become more playful.

After all, it should be said that the handsomeness of the other party is taking a harmless and gentle route, without the slightest aggression or aggression, so even if it exceeds the horizontal line too much, it is not enough for him to notice and notice immediately. still……

Someone deliberately controlled the appearance of his own edge, so that he, who was supposed to be the focus of the crowd's attention, faded to a level comparable to ordinary passers-by?

Either way would be interesting for Gilgamesh at the moment.Especially under the premise that he was very displeased with Tokiomi's "remonstrance", so he didn't want to return to the Tohsaka house so soon, and he was very interested in the strange little creature in the arms of the boy in front of him.

However, the King of Heroes is interested, but Zangma is obviously not willing to cooperate with the opponent.

"Is it really good to just show up in front of 'ordinary people' like this, Archer?"

Under the watchful eyes of the King of Heroes, the corners of his lips curled up calmly, and Yaohu asked softly.

After confirming that the other party's expression froze for a moment because of his question, and only then did he really believe that this inexplicable "encounter" was indeed a chance encounter, Kurama breathed a sigh of relief——

Compared with being unlucky and happened to hit Gilgamesh's muzzle, the other party deliberately aimed at him and came to the door, which was something he didn't want to see.

And the surprise that the King of Heroes was called out by this completely unfamiliar young man opposite him only lasted for less than a few seconds.

"Oh? Since you have clearly called out the rank of this king, can you still be called an ordinary person? A bastard."

He opened his mouth lazily, with a small casual smile on his handsome and bewitching face.

He couldn't be sure of the identity of the boy in front of him, but he thought he was one of the few Masters who hadn't shown up yet.

Which one will it be?

One of those two Lancers?That mad dog Berserker's?Or, Caster's who hasn't shown himself in front of anyone yet?

Neither front nor front mattered to Gilgamesh, but if it was the middle one...

Thinking of the unpleasant encounter not long ago, the smile on the blond heroic spirit's face gradually faded away.

"Pray that you won't be the bastard who needs to bear the wrath of the king."

The tone turned cold in an instant, and the hero king added such a sentence seemingly without thinking.

Zangma only needs to turn his head a little bit to figure out what the other party is signaling. Since he has no plans to confront the oldest king head-on, he naturally smiles and nods: "Ah, I am not."

Startled for a moment by the other party's overly quick and natural reaction, when he came back to his senses, Gilgamesh had an interesting smile on his face again——

"very good."

He seemed to be sneering, and it seemed that he was just speaking with a high-ranking arrogance in his smile like before.

"So now, answer my question."

"What kind of creature is that in your arms?"

"..."

Kurama sighed helplessly.

The topic has been changed for so long, but the oldest king is still thinking about his Mokona.

Although I know that the other party's question is mostly out of interest and curiosity, but if this interest and curiosity can't be dispelled...

Zangma has no doubt at all that his baby Baituanzi will be coveted by the King of Heroes.

"Mocona is Mocona."

Wrapping his arms tightly to hold Bai Tuanzi in his arms, Kurama squeezed the other's little fleshy hand comfortingly, then raised his head, showing a neither humble nor overbearing smile to the heroic spirit in front of him.

"It is my most important and cherished family and companions that I can protect with my life."

"……Oh?"

Unexpectedly, the hero king smiled instead of anger.

Kurama's answer seems to be blameless, but in fact, both of them know that he has secretly changed the concept here - what the King of Heroes wants to know is the species of Mokona, but Kurama's answer is Moko Take what it means to him.

Not only that, but it even faintly reveals the message "Want Mokola? Unless you step over my corpse!" (==) which implies a serious provocation (for the King of Heroes). If the King of Heroes is a little more impatient, At this time, it is not impossible to attack directly.

However, the blond heroic spirit only gave an "oh" with a half-smile, and then there was no further text.

The two people looked at each other in a strange silence with a distance of not too close or far away. Gilgamesh's blood-red eyes were full of teasing and scrutiny, and Zangma was as pure as ice lake water without any impurities. The green eyes are a little surprised and more calm.

"you……"

The eyebrows full of heroic spirit raised slightly again, and the blond oldest king spoke slowly, but before his sentence could be formed, accompanied by a sudden whirlwind of magical power, the black-haired heroic spirit with two guns had descended on the scene. Hidden in front of the horse, and put on a posture of alertness...

"Archer."

The knight of the spear who appeared suddenly looked at the most ancient king with a relaxed expression not far away, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"How will you be here?"

The blond heroic spirit sneered when he heard this.

"When did this king need to report or explain to you? Bastard!"

He said contemptuously, a faint golden halo behind him began to spin and float.

Diarmuid pursed his lips.

Although he didn't say anything to refute, the suddenly tense muscle lines on the gunman's arm clearly showed how nervous and guarded he was at this moment.

The flames of war between the two were on the verge of breaking out, but when the atmosphere was about to reach its highest point, it was pierced by a warm voice...

"Hey, King of Heroes."

Smilingly poked his head out from behind the gunman, the demon fox had a gentle smile on his face as always, but a sly gleam in his eyes.

"Before you decide to actually get your hands dirty, do you want to... read this first?"

As Zama's voice fell, Gilgamesh first glanced at him indifferently, and then...

On that face that had been calm all the time, in an instant, an unprecedented blank expression appeared...

***

Kurama unexpectedly did not receive Kiritsugu's attack that night.

And later, after learning from the dandelions that the hotel where Kenneth was staying had been attacked by an unknown person not long ago, the fox's expression instantly became a little subtle.

Kiritsugu didn't choose himself as the target. Firstly, his previous appearances were indeed a bit too high-profile. On the contrary, people would be afraid because they couldn't figure out their strength. This was within Kurama's expectation.

The second is that the demon fox covered up the traces of himself and Diarmuid so that there was no trace at all. He not only had demonic plants as cheating devices but also was proficient in modern technology, making all Kiritsugu's methods useless in front of him. If the other party Until now, the residence of the Tibetan horse has not been found out, and Yaohu really has no doubts at all.

But it's interesting that the opponent chose to raid the Kenneth group.

"Maybe he thought of it too?"

The functions of the two Lancer Noble Phantasms are common.

Maybe destroying one of the yellow roses, or getting rid of one of the Lancers, the curse that the wound on Saber's left hand cannot be healed will be automatically resolved.

——Of course, all of this is just a guess. It was Kiritsugu's aggressive approach of provoking another group of Masters and Servants just for the slightest possibility that surprised Kurama.

The other party was not the kind of reckless man who would be swayed by a small possibility.

"Could it be that he has some key evidence that can turn the possibility into reality?"

Touching his chin, Yaohu guessed again.

But in any case, it is a good thing for him to get the plot back on track again, because as long as there is a track to follow, there are still loopholes for him to exploit.

And with the firepower of Kenneth's group to attract the very difficult Kiritsugu, the idle Kurama has more energy to arrange his own plans.

Glancing sideways, since returning to the hotel, he has been standing alone as if he was in an awkward situation. Although he still guards himself for a moment, he refuses to make any eye contact, and he just asks all questions about himself stiffly. They all replied with a hard "yes", and the black-haired spearman who was in a state of air-conditioning, Yaohu pursed his lips helplessly and smiled.

"Dilmodo."

"……Yes."

"It's getting late, Mokona and I are getting ready to rest."

"……Yes."

"Tonight... there is nothing to be vigilant about. If you can, you can go to rest—of course, I know you are a heroic spirit."

"……Yes."

It wasn't until there was a soft knocking sound of the door next to his ear that the spearman froze suddenly.

After hanging his head in silence for a long time, he raised his head and looked deeply at the closed door...

"My lord..."

What are you... thinking about?

For the first time, he realized that he didn't understand his Master's thoughts at all. The black-haired Servant, who had just suffered a huge shock before, bowed his head again, and his whole body exuded deep frustration and loss.

***

Although no familiars were sent to respond to the call for Master sent by the Church of the Holy Church, through the ubiquitous Dandelion Network of the Demon Realm, Kurama learned of Father Risei's message to all Masters immediately, "Fight against Caster and Its Master" call.

The reward for those who participate and win is an extra Command Seal, one can imagine what a huge temptation this is for the Masters.

But Kuramashi is not here, and he doesn't need to rely on command spells to force the Servant to do something, so he simply pretends he doesn't know about it, and the demon fox will do the same when the other Masters are ready to hunt. I made my own preparations.

——Of course, if he can ignore a distinguished "guest" who came uninvited, he must be in a better mood.

"Gilgamesh, doesn't your Master restrict your normal actions at all?"

Raising his eyebrows, looking at the blond heroic spirit sitting on the sofa sipping fine wine, Kurama really felt a little sympathetic to the head of the Tohsaka family at this time.

"You're quite courageous. Who allowed you to call me by my name, bastard?"

It was more like a casual and habitual stab than a serious investigation, and the King of Heroes answered irrelevant questions.

But soon, he smiled softly:

"Tokiomi is busy with his 'arrangement' right now, and it's not yet time for me to appear on stage. I thought he was an interesting person, but in the end..."

Pressing the voice, he looked up at the red-haired boy who was sitting opposite him more leisurely than himself.

"Then what about you? Lancer's Master? You have an extra command spell as a reward, but you're not going to participate in the hunt for Caster?"

Cangma smiled slightly upon hearing this.

"The person who is a king has not determined the ultimate goal, so what should I worry about?"

The eyes of the two silently crossed each other, and for a moment, there seemed to be a faint smell of gunpowder in the air...

"That's right."

In the end, it was the King of Heroes who took the lead to look away, and his lowered eyes smiled again.

"This is the king's hunt."

It's just that the target... may not be the one that everyone thinks.

A playful gleam flashed in his blood-stained red eyes, Gilgamesh raised his head, and drank the wine in his glass.