[Comprehensive] Self-cultivation of the villain master

Seeing the panic in the girl's eyes, Astra calmed down out of habit: "If there is no such thing, it is a good thing in itself, Artoria."

"Be happy, Lancer, don't be so sad all the time."

Artoria complained silently, you are too casual.

For Astra's practice of giving a stick and then giving sweets, Artoria really can't compliment her, and she can't understand... What kind of environment and what kind of family can raise such a person.

It's hard to accept Astra's joke, which isn't even consolation for her personally, it's just a bland fact.

And it was this that made her very uncomfortable.

Drunken Hassan is not a powerful follower, but she knows what awe is. As a master and a follower who appears alone, Astra's strength can no longer be described as simply "extraordinary". up.After all, Hassan has his own value, and the drunken Hassan will appear in the world as a servant. She has seen many strong people, but she has rarely seen such an existence that can resist the blow of the Lion King's trial, and because of this Effortlessly.

After walking for a while, Astra was tired of seeing the surrounding scenery, so she called Hassan, who was drunk.

"Are you sure it's this way?"

Smokey Hassan also felt a little strange. According to the usual times, she should have reached the mountain by now, but now let alone that she couldn't see Hassan, the cursed arm that was supposed to be guarding the main path, even the roads she could walk were getting shorter and shorter. narrow.Looking at the narrower and narrower steps that two people could not stand on, they frowned.

Astra walked up to the stopped Hassan, put his index finger against his chin, bent down to look down the steps, and asked doubtfully, "It's just that the sight is affected?"

After hearing the words, Hassan Yanzui hurriedly asked: "Master, you mean the way is right, but we can't see it?"

"That's almost what it means." After a pause, Astra continued, "But in this case, I don't really recommend moving on. Even if you can move forward with your eyes closed, these refugees can't do it."

Astra spread her hands, with a helpless smile on her face: "Just because you can move forward, doesn't mean you can guarantee that there are no traps ahead."

After hearing this, the drunken Hassan could only nod his head and said, "Then we need to find a hidden place to rest. The hillside here is steep, so it's not suitable for a short rest."

Astra smiled, knowing that the drunken Hassan understood what he meant.

She believed him unconditionally and absolutely, so she didn't ask him what he planned to do.

Because there are trees on both sides of the road, it is extremely difficult and dangerous to walk in rainy days, but now it has become a life-saving straw for a group of people.

Drunken Hassan brought a few strong ones and got into the bushes, picked a relatively flat area, and began to chop the props in his hand on the tree.

Astra has great strength, and it only takes a moment to make a move, but at this time he has other things to do.He rested his fingers on a slightly higher step, closed his eyes, and then opened them.

As he expected, the road itself has not been given illusions, and there are no extra things on the steps, neither spells nor small universes.

If they can't see the road, it's either that the road ahead has been tampered with, or their perception has been misled by others. What the eyes see may not be true, but the mind is absolutely infallible.

Astra stretched out his hand, and an invisible weapon appeared in his hands, a layer of almost indistinguishable light was released from both ends of his weapon.

With every step he took, the light around him grew stronger.

By the time the drunk Hassan arranged a group of people, Astra was no longer in sight.

"Master."

After walking several steps, Artoria couldn't help but ask, "This illusion, even you can't get rid of it?"

Astra stopped in her tracks and looked to her side. His extremely serious follower was looking at him intently, with no smile on her face.

"It's not that it can't be broken, it's that it can't be broken."

Astra threw the weapon in her hand to her feet and sat down.

"Artoria, if you break the illusion, you will be discovered by that person, and unforeseen changes will happen. It doesn't matter to me and Hassan who is drunk, the big deal is to run away, but what about the group of humans who came to ask for help? They can't run away. If you fall, you can't fight against that follower, so you can only wait to die."

"It may not be appropriate for me to say this. Power is not something that can be used casually. It is guaranteed to achieve the result you want. Use it. Otherwise, it is a waste of time and energy."

Arturia froze for a moment, then smiled wryly, "It's really strange for you to say that."

Astra smiled: "Yes, I am a person who admires strength."

After resting for a while, Astra continued on, and it didn't take long to find that the road became wider and wider, just like when she first stepped into the mountain path.

Seeing him, Hassan the Cursed Wrist hesitated for a moment before hesitantly said: "Master, why are you here?"

Astra nodded towards him, and said lightly, "I'm here to scout the way, and the drunk Hassan is behind."

"Pathfinder?"

Curse Arm Hassan looked at the straight passage, frowned and said: "Master, this road is not that difficult to move forward, it should not be—"

"Someone has tampered with our vision. The road we see with our eyes and the road that actually exists... There is a deviation. In order to confirm the correct road, I left marks along the way. I just need to take them up later. That's it."

Hassan the Cursed Wrist nodded knowingly: "This period of time is not peaceful, people can often be heard missing, or are suffering from diseases waiting to die, I don't know if it is a problem of the environment, or someone is really doing something in the dark, people are panicking. "

Astra was surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes."

Hassan the Cursed Arm was not long after he was summoned, and he knew very little about the East Village. What he knew was what Hassan told him before, and when he saw the master, he said it in detail.

Astra knew that Hassan, the curse arm, was telling him not to bring people up, because everything was a mystery, but he understood that if he didn't bring people up, the fate of those people would be wiped out by the round table.

"They were chased all the way by the round table. Although I have already let other servants defeat one of them, there is no guarantee that there will be no other pursuers. I think it is better to let them come up first, and then judge for themselves."

Curse-Wrist Hassan thought this method was feasible, so he didn't say anything further.

It didn't take him much time for Astra to return the same way.

Seeing him coming back, Hassan, who was drunk, walked out of the crowd and asked, "Master, how is it?"

Astra pointed to the mountain and said: "I have set up a special barrier, as long as you don't go out of the range of the barrier, there will be no danger. Moreover, I just joined Hassan, the cursed arm, and he will meet you on it .”

Hearing this, Hassan, who was drunk, said, "Are you planning to stay at the end?"

Astra shook her head and said, "I'm just helping you bring them here, I'm not going to the East Village."

"There are some things that bother me very much, and I feel uneasy if I don't figure them out. And--the Chaldean master and his party should have arrived here, and I need to meet with them as soon as possible to exchange information."

Seeing this, Hassan, who was drunk, didn't force himself, and the two left immediately.

Watching the group leave, Astra opened a different dimension on the spot, and said to the servants beside him: "We have nothing to do here, let's go."

It wasn't the first time she saw her master use this trick, but this trick still made Arturia feel very mysterious, it was a trick that could span time and space, which she had never seen among her followers.

Moreover, just like the name of the trick, it is a very beautiful trick.

When stepping out of another dimension, Astra heard an explosion.

A knight with short purple hair and wearing white armor raised the sword in his hand and cut off the moving tool with four wheels that was rushing towards him.

With a "click", the moving object made of unknown material suddenly fell apart.

Astra knew the person who fell from above.

As for why this person was here, he couldn't figure it out.

"...Master?"

Artoria's voice undoubtedly disturbed the people in front. The woman who couldn't see her face turned her head and smiled when she saw Astra: "What, you're still here."

"Actually, it's not out of my will."

Astra patted the dust off her body, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Spiritization, Lancer."

Even if she didn't step out of the space, Artoria still heard the sound of "overweight lake light", and immediately judged who the owner of the sound was.

Astra walked towards the place where the knight was, seeing the vigilance of the two soldiers beside him, he didn't feel any pressure.

"Leonardo, why didn't you join Fujimaru Tachika and the others?"

Da Vinci glanced at the knight beside him, and said to Astra: "I was ready to die together, but I didn't expect this knight to save me."

"Oh?" Astra raised her eyebrows with a bit of sarcasm in her expression, "I didn't expect the knights of the Lion King to have a side that people have to praise."

"I originally thought that the Lion King was an evil existence, Your Excellency the Knights of the Round Table."

Da Vinci heard the sarcasm in Astra's tone, and felt a little strange in his heart, wondering if he had a conflict with the round table before, so he was so repulsive.

"There is no one in our round table who is not loyal to the king."

Astra sneered and said: "I think so, as stupid as you are, even if your king is wrong, you will only deceive yourself and others to obey her orders."

Lancelot's expression remained unchanged, and he looked directly at the person in front of him: "You know this woman, so you are also a member of Chaldea?"

"Do not."

Lancelot was taken aback, and heard the young man on the opposite side say: "I am a servant summoned by the world, and I am not the same as everyone in Chaldea."