[Comprehensive] Sexual conversion saves the world

The moment he saw that face, Diarmuid felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

After all, this look is too young.For a long time, his impression of this person has always been deep and elusive. When he met that person, he was no longer young. Although he was still brave and fearless, the traces of time had made youth mature. , the last one standing in front of the young Diarmuid was an older lord.

He led Diarmuid Odina to grow up, let him move forward bravely, and gave him the honor of knighthood.In the end, lead him to the road of no return to death.

"...r, are you angry?" The master's doubtful voice fell into his ears, but Diarmuid's answer was very calm.He replied cautiously as usual: "I'm not angry." Heroic Ling stared at his new master, "Very lucky, I have already guessed the true identity of this Saber job agent."

Kenneth glanced at the blond young man in the picture. He was still standing with a sword in one hand, standing in the middle of the empty warehouse street, sending out a silent invitation.And Diarmuid also said at this time: "Although the appearance is different from my impression...but there is no doubt that he is my former master."

Finn McCool, the most famous hero in Celtic mythology, led the Knights of Fiona to write legendary records.

However, Diarmuid Odina, a member of the Fiona Knights, was once his loyal subordinate.Just because of a shocking tragedy, two great heroes deviated from the same path.

Their entanglement with the princess is also a long-standing story.

Hearing the truth from Heroic Spirit's mouth, although she had a premonition, Kenneth still couldn't help being slightly stunned.She looked at Yingling with questioning eyes, but what she saw was still a calm face, which made her unable to say what she wanted to say for a while.

Even though it was clear, this guy was definitely not as calm as he appeared.The calmer it is, the more turbulent the waves hidden under it.

Recalling the records about Diarmuid and Finn in the mythology, and Princess Granny, Kenneth frowned.Looking at the eyes of the blond heroic spirit in the light curtain, she became even more impatient. She turned her head, and regardless of the expression of the man beside her, she was silent for a while with a sullen face, and suddenly said: "You want to go out?"

Diarmuid was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and refused, "No—"

"Wait a minute." Kenneth interrupted him in a cold voice, frowned and stared at the light curtain without looking back: "Go if you want, are you going to keep messing with me with wrong emotions!"

"R, I..."

He still wanted to say something, but at this moment, he heard his master raising his hand impatiently, pointing in the direction of the door. "Stupid, don't be naive, I won't make you happy!" She said this, still not looking at him, and there was deep irritability in her words for some reason.

Diarmuid was speechless for a moment.Just as Kenneth said, although it was not obvious, his emotions had already begun to go wrong, but he did not expect that the master would notice the subtle clues.

That person, even though he always showed aggressive strength, sometimes he had extremely keen senses.After only a few days together, he realized this.

However, such a duel is related to her plan, and letting the heroic spirit appear outside may cause unnecessary trouble. How could R, who hates breaking the plan, agree?

However, Diarmuid was not the only one who was puzzled. After blurting that sentence, Kenneth was also anxious about his sudden hasty decision.

This time, it also made her realize clearly how seriously she was affected by it.In addition to reluctantly letting go of her obsession with success and being able to accept failure calmly—these good aspects, her tolerance for some people has also expanded a lot.

For example for r.She is also too lenient with r.

I didn't realize it before. From r's death ten years later to when he became her heroic spirit again, Kenneth Archibald has become accustomed to the existence of the heroic spirit and no longer regards him as a tool to assist her. — though she never admitted it.

The sudden discovery of this fact made Kenneth's eyes go dark, as if he saw a turn in the glorious road that he was advancing alone, and then he was about to walk towards the amiable friendship route——

Absolutely, absolutely not! ! !

So, before Diarmuid expressed his gratitude to the Master for his tolerance, his Master threw him out mercilessly.He still raised his hand blankly, his face was almost flattened by the door panel.

"..."

After a silent silence, Mr. R left with mixed feelings.In the room that seemed extremely small compared to the original residence, Kenneth clasped his hands together and meditated with doubts: Hmm... r is a smart hero, he should know how to do it without exposing us... so , maybe nothing to worry about?

Kenneth, who barely convinced himself, let out a sigh of relief, and turned his gaze to the light curtain again.No longer thinking about Diarmuid's affairs, she began to pay attention to the situation on the other side without blinking her eyes, and waited quietly.

Wait, wait, wait...

The blond heroic spirit who didn't know that his real name had been exposed was also waiting patiently.

The breeze was blowing from the sea, and the cloak fluttered gently behind him. The young man's sharp eyes looked at the tall buildings, the crane outside the warehouse, and the high bridge not far away.The wind was still blowing, and under the shadow at one end of the field, there was a slight movement suddenly.

Heroic Spirit noticed the sound in an instant.

The corners of his mouth curled into a satisfied smile.Ah, is it finally here?

His eyes full of fighting spirit looked out, and in the shadows, a small, fluffy head popped out cautiously. The wild dog wandering outside in the middle of the night was shocked by the inexplicable murderous aura, and yelled at the front in a pretentious manner. Shouted, and then left only a handsome back, and ran away as if fleeing.

A heroic spirit: "..."

The cool wind blew his hair from his forehead, revealing a pair of melancholy blue eyes.

What a bleak and lonely scene!

He felt great malice from his faceless opponents.

"The times have really changed..." Heroic Spirit raised his hand, angrily pulled out the sword that had penetrated into the ground, and sighed up to the sky: "Oh! A group of villains who stand on the sidelines! Have you lost your warrior spirit!"

With no one to fight, he posed in this position for an hour in an empty arena.

However, what Saber didn't know was that he was really not alone.

On the other side, there were two other people on the bridge, like him, squatting stupidly for an hour in the cold wind.

Originally, I wanted to wait for Saber to fight with other heroic spirits, but no one showed up—the heroic spirits in the rider group were not calm anymore.This big guy was really impatient, he couldn't help feeling the same for Saber's words in his heart, he ignored his own weak (wrong) R to stop him, he grabbed the Master and rushed down while roaring.

Just had a face-to-face meeting with Saber below.

This is good, after a few simple moves, the rider who is the King of Conquerors admires the heroic Saber very much, and the two heroic spirits hit it off——

"Swordsman! Throw yourself under the wings of my conqueror Iskandar! After I hold the Holy Grail, I will share the joy of conquering the world with you!"

"Ah, conquering the world is not an option. My hometown cannot be touched by foreigners."

"Oh oh oh! It's really a headache for me, what kind of treatment do you want to come here?"

"..."

"..."

The people who were secretly watching how the situation developed no longer knew what to say.

Are these two guys going to join forces to destroy the world? ! !

The rider's master was dumbfounded by this situation, and wanted to intervene but dared not intervene. Saber was still laughing wantonly, the smile on his face hadn't stopped yet, his expression suddenly changed, he shook his head, and regretfully said to the rider: "It's a pity, my r is not satisfied, see you next time, rider!"

Looking at rider's expression, he also felt sorry.Watching the back of the blond youth disappear, the rider's master finally came to his senses, jumped up and pointed at him, his fingers were still trembling: "This, this, this, what, how - rider! How can you let him go away!! !"

"stupid stupid stupid!!!"

"Oh, what a pity! It will be difficult to recruit next time." The big heroic spirit completely ignored the master's accusation, and only said: "That swordsman is not easy. I can't fight tonight, go back!" Once again Picking up the crying little r, the thundering sound of the ox cart gradually faded away.

And this extraordinary swordsman is still walking in the dark.

His r obviously couldn't understand the "meaningless" behavior of Heroic Spirit. Only one combination showed up, and he didn't make a move at all.Although dissatisfied that another night was wasted, the result cannot be reversed. This heroic spirit is independent and arrogant, and does not fully obey the Master's order, so he can only force him to come back.

The Master of the Saber who was hiding in the dark to observe had already left without hesitation, the corner of the dark path, and the familiars sent by others were nowhere to be seen.Holding the sword, he heard the footsteps echoing non-stop. When he raised his eyes, he met a pair of eyes in the darkness.

After looking at each other for what seemed like a moment, the man walked past him.

At the same time, Saber lowered her left hand that was raised as a signal.

He didn't look back.In the dark, others could not see his expression clearly.

Only he knew that there was a smile on his face.

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