[comprehensive] flower tone girl

For Huayin, the Token Fusangshen are the foundation of her life as a god judge, her elder brother, and the tools she controls.

Now that she is used to "using" them, saying "tool" is not a derogatory term, but a sign that she has returned to the essential right track, in short, it is a good thing.

The sense of insecurity and the past that imprisoned her because she was afraid of losing since she was a child will not disappear, it just blends into her flesh and blood, seemingly hidden and melted, but in fact it has become a part of her, and finally turned into an unshakable desire to protect her weaknesses and possessiveness .

Most of the time, she doesn't even mind other people's slander and rejection of her, she is tolerant and magnanimous enough.

However, dragons have reverse scales.

She couldn't confirm whether the King of Heroes was joking or really spying on her Qingguang——Qingguang is different from other swords, he is her initial sword, and he has been with her for the longest time and has devoted the most effort.

At the same time, Qingguang is also the only sword that has broken through the restrictions set by the government of time. It is independent, absolutely loyal to her, and has a precious value enough to be spied on in all aspects-the body is a sword, and the attribute is [ Cut] and [purify], the gods.

Moreover, even if I learned that the character of the King of Heroes is just like this through the fgo forum, and I heard the other party take Qingguang as his own for granted...how should I put it, is he worthy of being the unique King of Heroes in heaven and earth?As soon as he came up, he accurately hit the opponent's reverse scale.

Dragons have reverse scales, which can cause death if injured.

However, if you don't stab to death all at once, you have to accept the inevitable result of the stung dragon running away in place.

Gilgamesh thinks he probably said something inappropriate, but who is he?He was the King of Heroes in his youth, and he was still a second grader with a body made of black mud. How could he be weak at all?

"Oh, of course, the whole world is my king's back garden, and all the treasures in this garden belong to this king." Gilgamesh folded his hands on his chest, although this kind of force that completely restrained him was like decontamination. The acid-like spiritual pressure made his human body uncomfortable and wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he still tried his best to maintain the majesty of the king, "It is right for the treasure to go back to the treasure house on its own initiative, or is it that you, a pariah, want to disobey Is this king's majesty stealing this king's wealth?"

"Although there is no shortage of weapons like California Qingguang in the king's treasury, it's better to say that they are mediocre."

The implication is that I still don't like it.

Kanon raised her hand to Kiyomitsu's back.

California Qingguang frowned, trying to save the other party from the brink of death: "King Gilgamesh, you..."

"This is really a farce." Gilgamesh snorted noblely and coldly, turned his head and prepared to turn around and end the reception that made him unhappy, "My king—poof!"

The sharp and snow-white tip pierced his chest and pierced through the back of his heart.

Amidst the faint sound of the shattering of the territorial waters, Gilgamesh looked down in disbelief at the girl in kimono who put the blade into her body expressionlessly, and her haughty expression suddenly distorted and became furious.

"you……!"

This king has already said that he doesn't like it, are you persecution paranoia!

Damn it, the human body has been used for too long, and the fighting nerves have become dull... Although he is not good at melee combat, but he is used to the life of enjoying the pleasure of playing games, and can maintain a perfect body instead of becoming a dead fat man It is already a powerful performance of the Black Mud Holy Grail!

——How could the hero king Gilgamesh be a fat man!He will always be a super handsome guy who will not accept any rebuttals!

No, it's not because I'm useless in melee combat...

He didn't feel any killing intent.Rather, it was hidden in the earthquake chaos and violent Reiatsu brought about by this human influence...an instant blow.

At such a close distance, no one can escape the girl's swift thrust.

"First, I can't tell whether you are serious or joking, because you seem to be a rather frivolous man." The girl holding the [Da Dao · California Qingguang] raised her eyes and watched the black mist gradually escaping from her body. "Secondly, your body is the target of my work, so it is only natural that you are beheaded now."

Gilgamesh's angry words were blocked by the sharp pain that could almost burn his mind.

His body began to melt—no, that was the process in which everything belonging to [evil] was gradually purified into pure natural power and dissipated.For Gilgamesh, who has been integrated with his body for a long time and adapted to human life, this feeling is tantamount to the process of pouring concentrated sulfuric acid on his skin and then peeling off all the flesh. Although the essence of himself will be revealed in the end, but Also very painful.

"Third, if you are really the King of Heroes, using such a filthy body is too out of style, you might as well order a prosthetic skeleton." The girl's cold eyes reflected some of the dissipating pure power. The young man who gradually revealed the essence of a heroic spirit seemed to have made a proposal that would make Iskandar the Conqueror or Weber burst into tears, "Anyway, you are also a good smoker. If you want revenge, see you next time in the Holy Grail War—if If the Holy Grail War still exists 50 years later."

The Holy Grail War is held every 60 years—basically, the storage period of all the magic power researched by human beings for the Holy Grail is not short. After studying the information given by Ango Sakaguchi, Kanon has confirmed that the Holy Grail War cycle in this world is 60 years year conclusion.

The last Holy Grail War was ten years ago, so 50 years later.

Gilgamesh:……

I like to smoke?

You look at the group of Chaldean wailing masters and then speak with your conscience!

The girl's three decisive speeches immediately extinguished Gilgamesh's "stabbed" anger.

Then Gilgamesh, who was only three years old in character, completely deviated to the point of "good smoking".

He won't show his face in the next Holy Grail War so easily!

But the Holy Grail War... Kotomine Kirei, as the temporary Master, should have felt his own weakness, but didn't he use Command Seals to maintain his existence?

Damn stuff.

Ma Po: Your spirit core was directly stabbed before you came back to your senses, Your Highness the King of Heroes? !

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

The King of Heroes, who was wearing golden armor gradually dissipating in the golden light, laughed heartily.

Finally breaking free from the shackles of the body given by the black mud, although he has been shattered in the posture of a heroic spirit [spiritual core] is destined to return to the seat of the heroic spirit, but such an interesting ending, how could he be reconciled?

Even though, under the girl's upright and clear eyes, under the gradually disappearing anger, in the ice-like rational eyes is the recognition of "a king should be as dazzling as it is" and the flame of anticipation for a battle, but the cautious Wang Ke didn't intend to ignore the fact that he was stabbed.

"This account, I will write it down!"

Like a curse or a declaration of war, the King of Heroes, who should have belonged to the Seat of Heroes long ago, had golden light spots all over his body and dissipated here.

If there is any regret, it is probably because some games that have not been cleared will make him miss it a little bit?

Huayin let go of the knife in her hand, and the sakura-colored light flashed away, transforming into a Qingguang figure.

"Sorry, your drinking buddy is gone, Qingguang." The girl straightened her belt without any guilt, and spread out under her feet was a large healing magic circle——

The spiritual pressure she just performed would crush the internal organs of many ordinary people.

As a half administrative staff, she didn't want to be feared by her superiors.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter." Qing Guang showed a worried look, "It's just that the clue is broken now... Are you going to find the Church of the Holy Church?"

There is a priest named "Kotomine Kirei" in the branch of the Church of the Holy Church in Fuyuki. It is said that he was a participant in the last Holy Grail War. Judging from the time and the current position of the opponent, he should become the supervisor of the next Holy Grail War. By.

"It's not necessary, as long as you come to this city, you will understand—"

Huayin didn't feel much about the five-star card she just sent back to her hometown. In her opinion, whether it was calling Qingguang in the tone of the owner, or the evil breath of this world that made her such a god-judging person sick... ...She will stab this knife in public and private.

Why do you want to directly poke the spiritual core instead of pure purification?

Who wants to keep the kind of wayward guy with a very high damage range and no sense of public morality after it is opened up, what if it hurts ordinary people?Even if it is a great King of Heroes, he is not the king of this country, and he will not have any compassion for the society she protects. It would be the most time-saving, labor-saving and worry-free to send her directly back to the Seat of Heroes, right?

"Understood what?" Qingguang hadn't recovered from the reality of being stabbed by the master just because of a joke when he met his drinking buddy for a while, it would be better to say that he was stabbed by the other party suddenly turned into a real body... um , the next time we meet, you will understand that you are the sword of the Lord.

"The spiritual power in the spiritual veins and the natural power in the atmosphere are flowing to a certain center at an abnormal speed." Huayin roughly marked several observed flow directions on the system map, "The rest is to go to the city Go to the other side to observe... Kiyomitsu, do you want to take a self-guided driving day trip to Fuyuki City?"

California Qingguang smiled warmly and submissively: "Of course, it is my honor to travel with the master."

There were quite a few guests who panicked and ran out because of the sudden earthquake. It was not unusual for Kanon and Kiyomitsu to come out as soon as they entered. As for the blond and rich young man who disappeared, Kanon just said that he was one step ahead of them. left.

Because the monitoring line was broken along with the broken wall during the "earthquake", there is no evidence to prove this, but the hotel does not have to worry about anyone who will complain that it has lost a family member here. ——Kotomine Kirei would never come and say that his King of Heroes disappeared here and go to the police.

Therefore, there is no proof of death...then no evidence is needed.

-

Every city has its own unique flavor.

Kanon and Kiyomitsu spent a day slowly strolling around Fuyuki City.

Observe the smiles and laments on the faces of the people here, and smell the late cherry blossoms in April in the wind.

Taste the food recommended on the Internet and buy local specialties.

"It's totally traveling." Qingguang happily sighed in his heart, and finally parked the car near the Yuanzang Mountain designated by the girl in the evening.

The sky was dyed a golden orange mixed with crimson purple, and the sharp contrast between light and darkness was gorgeous and strange, but there was a kind of breathtaking beauty.

——The time of the devil.

The air at the foot of the mountain smells good.

Hanano can go invisible and teleport to midair to observe the magic circle of the Great Holy Grail she needs, but today she wants to walk slowly with Qingguang.

Play in an unfamiliar city and hike up high mountain steps.

Probably because I have realized that I will be busy with work in the future, I should just treat my wish of "going out for a trip" as fulfilled today.

The girl who is a social animal is actually not that eager to travel. After all, as long as she wants, it seems that she can ask Kusuo-senpai to take her to travel in various worlds at any time.

It's just that when you suddenly have a certain idea, you must implement it, otherwise it will be like a small thorn in there, which makes people unable to ignore it and become more and more concerned.

On the top of Mt. Enjang there is a temple called Ryudongsa.

The sky in the distance is only swallowed by darkness to a touch of light orange on the remaining horizon, and the stone lanterns at the gate of the temple are already lit.

Huayin saw the abbot who was sweeping the floor in the courtyard, and a serious and rigid middle-aged man walking with some heavy object.

You can faintly smell the aroma of dinner.

"Excuse me, benefactor, is this...?"

It seems very strange to go up the mountain to worship gods and Buddhas at this time——

But Kanon's answer was very calm.

"Abbot, I want to come to practice Zen."

The abbot of Liudong Temple stared at this strange girl—at this time, when she came to the temple, her whole body was refreshed and completely devoid of the fatigue that a climber should have. .

However, that pair of calm blue pupils only possessed Zhongzheng's peace, integrity and determination, which are rarely seen in ordinary people.

At least, she's a good person who shouldn't be guarded against.

"In that case, please come with me."

"Thank you." The girl handed the handbag to the handsome young man beside her, "Qing Guang, this is sesame oil money, remember to hand it over to the abbot later."

"Yes."

——Even monks are human beings, and these rich believers are most welcome!

The abbot of Liudong Temple became more attentive immediately.

"It's getting late, does the benefactor want to stay tonight?"

"Let's talk about this... Is there any scripture here for the abbot to read?"

"There are not many children at the age of the donor who like to study scriptures. I would like to ask, which scriptures have you read?"

"I've only read some scriptures that are common in the market."

"The benefactor is not from Fuyuki, right? The accent sounds more like someone from Tokyo."

"Yes, I have always been in poor health and always dropped out of school... Although I transferred to the private Hogunhara Academy in Fuyuki City this time, I still cannot enroll because of my health. Today, I watched Fuyuki City's Scenery, I heard that there is an effective temple here, I want to come and pray for myself, hoping to recover soon."

The abbot didn't think that the girl had any illness at all—but since she worked so hard to climb the mountain, her words were quite serious and devout, probably some serious internal disease or mental illness invisible to the naked eye?

Well, for the sake of rare nobles who came to give sesame oil money, the abbot decided to considerately ignore the fact that the other party didn't sweat at all.

"Father, this is?"

A young man wearing glasses and casual clothes, who seemed to be working hard and earnestly, asked in a low voice.

He was still wearing an apron, and his whole body exuded the aroma of the kitchen.

Behind the young man was a tall middle-aged man holding firewood. He looked a little indifferent, lacking in popularity, and overly rigorous.

"Saiki... Hanano?"

The girl shifted her gaze to the man who called out her name in a blunt and uncertain voice, and looked at him in confusion: "Are you...?"

Why do you know me? ——The girl's eyes expressed these words straightforwardly.

The man stared at the girl in silence for a while.

Those eyes are very powerful, like a murderer hiding under the appearance of a human being, with a slightly bookish air against harmony.

He seems to be organizing his own language.

"I am your class teacher and your world history and ethics teacher, Ge Mu Zongichiro." Ge Mu paused for a few seconds, then added mechanically, "I saw your name on the class roster. School starts the day after tomorrow ,what are you doing here?"

"Hello, Teacher Ge Mu." The girl bowed respectfully to the man on the wooden corridor, and then faced Ge Mu Zongichiro, who was always in awe of the students, with an expression that seemed to disappear at any time like smoke, "My body Not very good, may continue to suspend school."

"I've never heard of such a thing."

"The medical records from the hospital will be sent to the school tomorrow."

"Medical records can be falsified. I don't think there is anything wrong with your body."

Ge Mu is very unreasonable, straightforward and ruthless, telling the facts he has observed in a calm tone.

Huayin: ...

Seeing a head teacher like you makes me even less willing to enroll, okay?

Even if I enroll in the school, I still want to apply for a shift!

"Teacher Ge, Ge Mu..." Liu Dong Yicheng - the boy in an apron tried to ease the stiff atmosphere.

"Isn't what I said the truth?" Ge Mu Zongichiro asked his future students coldly, condescendingly—probably due to the positional relationship that caused such a perspective.

"Teacher Ge Mu..." There was a wry smile on the girl's lips, and then she gently covered her chest, "It's really scary."

The girl who said this spit out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.

Liu Dong Yicheng's expression became terrified.

Caught off guard, Qingguang was frightened and hugged the limp girl: "Hana!"

Unexpectedly, someone would be frightened by me, and the smiling Ge Muzong Ichiro, who was spitting blood from the mouth, looked bewildered: ...

His career as a professional teacher in the past five years has been severely challenged at this time.

At the same time, under the surprised and condemning eyes of the abbot of Liudong Temple, his status as a resident of Liudong Temple seemed to be shaken.

Wait, what did he do wrong?

Did he just tell the truth? ? ?

Are all girls this delicate? ! !

Under the angry gaze of the red-eyed boy with pigtails, Soichiro Katsuki lost his direction in life for a short while.

"I'm sorry..." the abbot smoothed things over, "The body of the benefactor is indeed... If you don't mind, please allow me to prepare a guest room to rest for a while?"

California Qingguang took a deep breath.

Of course he knew the Lord would be fine.

It's just that I have a very bad impression of this aggressive head teacher - forcing the master to play tricks on his body and vomit blood... Ever since he became a god of death, the god judge has left his body several times. This body is not as healthy as it used to be, okay? !And now he vomited so much real blood... What a mess!

The vampire girl who will never be able to drink the delicious blood of her master: md is so greedy, don't waste it on me!

Monsters in the mountains: What is so fragrant? There are good things in Liudong Temple!It's a pity that there is an enchantment and I can't get in! mmp! ! !

Such a head teacher...

Change classes!Be sure to transfer the class to the master!

No, even if you change classes, you will always meet at school...

Transfer schools!

No, even if you transfer schools, you might meet the same type of homeroom teacher...

California Qingguang frowned distressedly, and carefully placed the girl on the soft bed of the meditation room.

Well, taking a break from school is the right thing to do.

Be sure to let Yaoyan issue a fake certificate!

Pharmaceutical research: ...

——It is destined to be a restless night, Liudong Temple.