My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 450 Sighisoara, where the storm is gathering: The Fist of the Sage

Black Archer, Chiron.

The leading sage among the Centaur tribe, he once learned medicine and music from the sun god Apollo, and learned hunting from the goddess Artemis - he was taught by the gods. Therefore, many young heroes gathered around him and learned from him a vast ocean of knowledge and martial arts.

Its legend, its wisdom, and its identity as a "teacher of heroes" were finally transformed into an extremely terrifying skill——

Divine Wisdom: A+

Various kinds of wisdom given by the gods of Greek mythology as sages. In addition to the hero's unique skills, almost all skills (only in the ancient Greek category) can be displayed with B to A level proficiency. Furthermore, with the Master's consent, skills can also be granted to other Servants.

If he hadn't considered that the red side was too dangerous, and the assassin Shuoyue also had his own arrogance, he would never have let go of Chiron's teachings, which were not inferior to the educational ability of the Queen of the Demon Realm, Scathach.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks - in addition, Chiron naturally also mastered bare-handed fighting skills, which is a fighting technique that combines boxing and wrestling.

Its name is "Pankrasin (The Power of All)", which originated from ancient Greece and is the oldest mixed martial arts technique in the world.

Perhaps because the power of Red Saber's Noble Phantasm was too dangerous, Chiron had no intention of restraining his strength. As his 'divine wisdom' unfolded, strange strength and toughness that was not inferior to Hercules were instantly exerted on the sage. , that generous palm was like a giant spirit, firmly holding Mordred who fell from the sky.

Stretching out his arms, he wrapped his arms around her wrist before the sword in the swordsman's hand was swung down. Chiron did not compete with the momentum of the attack, but cleverly moved his center of gravity, using this majestic force together with The red Saber's petite body was violently thrown towards the ground!

Throwing skills...! ?

The moment Red Saber noticed her, she was already flying into the air. Although it was somewhat similar to a judo piggyback throw, Chiron was completely merciless and tightly clasped the enemy's hand joints. The next moment, Red Saber felt pain as if her internal organs were being displaced!

boom!

The bloody meteor finally fell, and the earth rumbled, like the painful sigh of the earth mother Gaia. The dark gaps stretched radially for hundreds of meters, and were filled with broken red thunder. The interlaced light dyed the world into dusk.

After being thrown onto the murderous weapon called the earth, Red Saber's eyes widened due to the impact that resounded through her organs, and blood spattered from between her teeth. Even her strong body like a red dragon seemed to be imprisoned by chains within a few seconds, and her whole body froze.

This situation was too fatal - but even if Mordred fell to the ground, Chiron did not give her the final blow, but turned his head slightly solemnly and looked at the icy cold light emerging in the distance.

It was a pitch-black muzzle, and the deadly magic bullet had already been loaded into the barrel.

There is no doubt that there is only one character who can wield a pair of fists and blunderbuss in the Holy Grail War.

"Red Assassin·Shuoyue." Enduring the sense of crisis that felt like pins and needles on his forehead, Chiron still tried to keep his voice calm and composed even though he was briefly stiffened by the reaction force: "Sure enough, the red side will not let Saber wander alone. outer……"

"boom!"

The muzzle flashed, and Chiron was shocked. Regardless of the damage caused by forcibly pulling his limbs, he obtained a skill similar to the release of magic power from the 'divine wisdom', and rolled on the ground in a panic, and then avoided Shuo Yue. of a shooting.

Standing up, with the long bow in hand, Chiron endured the pain in his joints, shocked and angry: "What are you doing!"

"Kill you." Shuo Yue said matter-of-factly, "Although the camp issue is open to debate, didn't you say that I am an assassin? If you, the great sage, can be killed, there is no doubt that this will It will be one of my greatest achievements in this Holy Grail War."

Saying this, the young man came to Mordred's side and extended a helping hand, but was slapped away by the latter. Mordred glared at this guy he had met once before and stood up unsteadily.

"Don't expect me to say thank you."

"Ha." Shuo Yue laughed, "It doesn't matter, my purpose is not for you."

Saying this, the young man raised his eyes and looked at the same black robe on the street corner. The little lion mask on the king's face showed a smile in the moonlight.

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few minutes ago

Artoria was stunned for a long time before she realized the fact that Mordred had sent her away on her own initiative, and tried to liberate the armed forces again. But this time, the one who stopped her was Shuoyue, who had expected it.

"My king, there is no need. Mordred will calm down, not to mention Joan's defense is fully capable of withstanding her attack." After a pause, Shuo Yue reminded, "Pay attention to your identity."

If it were really exposed at this time, Mordred would definitely overthrow Sighisoara.

"...I understand." Artoria dissipated the magic power, but her expression was still a little dissatisfied, "But I think you seem to be very familiar with Joan of Arc."

Hearing this, Shuo Yue laughed unabashedly, with a mischievous light clearly shining in his eyes.

"Look, I just said a few more words, and you look like this."

I'm in a good mood... Daimao muttered, and soon saw Mordred releasing his Noble Phantasm, which was completely blocked by Joan of Arc, and then came Chiron's sniper, when the arrow hit Mordred At the time of virtue, Shuo Yue clearly noticed the slight trembling in her delicate body, and knew that the time had come. Although many unexpected situations occurred tonight, Shuo Yue's purpose has never changed.

"What's wrong, my king, are you worried about Mordred?"

Arturia no longer lost her temper. She took off her mask and glanced at Shuo Yue with her holy green eyes, slightly angry and charming.

"As the King of Knights, shouldn't I worry about the knights under my command?"

Typical mouth is wrong.

Naturally, Shuo Yue would not let Artoria hide it, his eyes had already seen through the illusion.

"So, my king, if it is Gawain who is fighting Black Archer now, what will you do?"

"How?" Artoria answered matter-of-factly, without even thinking, "I will trust him and wait for him to bring me victory...ah."

The moment she blurted it out, Arturia realized the subtle difference.

If she treats the Knights of the Round Table equally and trusts them as much as she trusts herself, why should she worry about Mordred?

If a king does not trust his knights, then he is destined to be unqualified.

But if that's the case, why...

Artoria was silent, but the Knights of the Round Table who accompanied her would not allow her to escape. Shuoyue looked at Mordred who was hit by another arrow in the shoulder and pursued the fallen Chiron, talking to himself as if inadvertently. :

"If this continues, Lord Mordred will lose."

In the original plot, Xiao Mo was hit by Pankrasin, but her sword also successfully cut Chiron's arm, causing him to lose the ability to fight. Strictly speaking, it was Chiron's conscious preservation of strength that led to this The defeat of the first confrontation.

But this time, due to a misunderstanding, Mordred released the Noble Phantasm in advance, which made Chiron wary - who is our teacher Ma? After realizing the strength of the enemy, he will naturally not make any mistakes.

Of course, Mordred lost by one move.

This is a battle between heroes. Just a small mistake can lead to a huge difference.

Shuo Yue sighed to himself, while Arturia stared at this bewildered subordinate and curled her lips.

"Okay, do I still need to ask you, Qing Shuoyue - please help me and support Qing Mordred."

The white-haired assassin laughed, his eyes filled with iridescent blue. With his black robe rolled up, he disappeared from Artoria's sight.

"Your will."

So time returned to the present, Chiron was repulsed by Shuoyue's magic bullet, and Mordred, who barely held up his body, was surprised to find that the black-robed weirdo who was sent away by her stood there as if nothing had happened. in front of her.

"Why are you here? This is dangerous-"

"I have a question."

The moonlight was hazy, coating the little lion mask with silver. It was obviously such a funny expression, but it also looked so sacred.

"Why do you attack a judge you don't know? And why do you raise a butcher's knife against an innocent child?"

Unconsciously, he used a questioning tone, but neither Artoria nor Mordred noticed it; Chiron looked at the mask on Assassin's face and frowned in surprise; Shuoyue played with the mask in his hand. Fist and gun, it seems like a smile but not a smile.

As if aware of the young man's gaze, Artoria took a deep breath and finally asked her real question:

"Why... why do you want to save me?"

(End of this chapter)