Kirito's manga

() "Wow!" When lancer screamed for the third time and flew out covered in blood, Kirito looked down at the gunman lying on the mud and looking at him with unwilling eyes, and put the gun Pointing the tip at the throat, the eyeballs raised slightly, and after a few seconds of thinking, I got the answer - 'it's dangerous, but it's resolved'.

"Although we are only meeting each other for the first time, I am sorry to tell you that the Holy Grail War was so cruel, so I am sorry—general!" Facing Kirito's aggressive posture, Lancer showed an uncharacteristically cheerful expression. A smile: "I have no desire to compete for the Holy Grail, but I just hope to fulfill my last wish in my lifetime and fight with a real strong man. Unexpectedly, God is also looking after me. On the first day, I met a real strong man." Strong man, it seems that sometimes the luck e of the spearmen is not useless."

Lancer didn't mind Kirito's obviously younger appearance, showing a gentle smile like a brother next door.

"Really? Then I'm really lucky, and I'm even worthy of the name of a strong man... Farewell, 'Kuran's Bulldog'." The silver-white cold steel spear pierced the air instantly and stabbed straight, but pierced The touch in the ground made Kirito stunned for a moment, looking at the empty ground in front of him, leaving only blood on the ground, Kirito said dumbly: "I see, I almost forgot that there is such a thing as the command spell." .”

"Well..." Shaking his head and smiling wryly, Kirito put the gentian silver gun in his hand across his shoulder like a whistle stick, put his hands on it, turned around and walked slowly towards the teaching building.

"Yo, long time no see, Shirou." Wei Gong Shirou looked at the relatives who met again ten years later, his mouth opened and closed for a while, and he didn't know how to reply. Seeing the other party's posture, Kirito smiled bitterly and said: " Although I know you must have a lot of questions in your heart, but I think it's better to go back first, and someone will explain everything to you."

With an expression that hadn't recovered, Emiya Shirou stood up unsteadily and followed.

"What to do!?" Walking beside Kirito, Rin asked anxiously.

"What should I do! Of course tell him all the facts, do you still think you can hide everything!?" Kirito's tone of "Are you an idiot" made the corners of Rin's eyebrows twitch, and he wanted to kick him over.

"Hey, hey! I said he is an ordinary person. Is it really okay to tell him about the Holy Grail War?" Kirito curled his lips and smiled disdainfully at Rin's words, and thought to himself: "Ordinary people? I don't think there is such a thing in the body. people can still be ordinary people.”

Kirito was already thinking about what kind of posture and emotion he should use to face that person if he saw that person again, or how to block the blow of the "Oath Cannon".

Seeing Kirito's silence and a constipated expression on his face, Rin frowned and asked other questions: "Where is Lancer?" From Rin's point of view, Lancer should not be Kirito's opponent.

"Ah, I ran away... I was summoned back by the master with a command spell." Kirito frowned when he heard the first half of the sentence, but raised his eyebrows after hearing the reason, and didn't ask any more questions. After all, if the master wants to use The command spell allows the servant to escape, so there is really no way to stop it.

Sitting in the meeting hall of Emiya Mansion, which is also the dining hall, Shirou Emiya was dumbfounded when he saw the handsome young man with short silver hair beside Illya. "This, this... this" he stuttered for a moment.

"Let me introduce myself. My real name is Nero. This time, I will participate in this Holy Grail War as a Berserker class." When Nero finished introducing himself, Rin was also dumbfounded. A little bit incredible.

"Nero, are you that Roman tyrant?!" Rin said in surprise.

"Roman tyrant?" And obviously, Nero didn't know the man. "I'm sorry, beautiful girl, I don't know the tyrant you mentioned, you can treat me as a heroic spirit in the sky." Looking at the person in front of her, she was no worse than Ji Liye in terms of beauty and temperament. Nero whistled and said frivolously, and hid his right hand in his cuff so as not to cause others to think of him.

"Although there is no record of Berserker in history, there is no doubt that it is very strong." Illya said excitedly, waving her little hands with her mouth covered in cake cream.

"Okay, let's put the self-introduction aside, come and talk to Shirou now about what happened to the battle just now." Kirito drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and continued: "But I will Okay, do you not care if the facts may push you, Shirou, to a point of no return?"

Kirito's slightly serious tone made Shirou stunned for a moment, then nodded firmly and said: "No matter what, I will not escape this time." Maybe he died a long time ago, maybe his wish has not been fulfilled.

"Really, but you have also seen the process, even if you want to escape, it is impossible, so just listen carefully..."

Kirito briefly told Shirou some stories about the Holy Grail War that he had heard from Emiya Kiritsugu in the past, but the person involved felt like he was listening to a heavenly scripture. It was beyond his imagination.

Even with the abbreviated version, Kirito talked for nearly 10 minutes, felt a little thirsty and drank a sip of tea, and continued: "If this Holy Grail War is over, I hope you will take Illya to China. "Hearing this sentence, everyone was stunned again, only Illya's eyes showed a trace of indelible loneliness.

"Go to China...why!?" Emiya Shirou squeezed out this sentence as if it was extremely difficult, he couldn't understand Kirito's intention of telling him to do so.

"In short, don't worry about it, you're right to do this... Maybe the immortal in the east can solve her problem." Kirito's words made people feel inexplicable again, and then he suddenly looked at Shirou curiously and said: " By the way, Shirou, is it really okay if you don't summon your heroic spirit?"

"Hey! My Heroic Spirit!?" Shirou said dumbfoundedly, pointing at his own face like an idiot.

Kirito let out a disdainful sneer and said, "Don't you think that you can wrestle with us Doll Gundams!?" Kirito's naked words made Shirou's face reveal a bit of embarrassment. red.

From Kirito's description of the Holy Grail War just now, Shirou basically understands that the servants are a group of followers who can dismantle Gundams with bare hands, carry missiles with their bodies, and kill their sisters in their arms... Ah, it seems that strange things have been mixed in... Well, in short, a group of horror characters who can be as nonsense as possible.

"Brother Kirito, is it really okay for me? I always feel that it will be very unreliable when it comes to such a critical scene." When Shirou was pushed by Kirito to the back warehouse where he usually used to practice magic At the door, he couldn't help but nervously said.

"Shirou!" Kirito yelled suddenly, patting the opponent's shoulders with both hands, Shirou was taken aback by his serious attitude, seeing Kirito's sharp eyes, and said: "Believe in yourself, come... say silently in your heart, "I I can do it, I am the strongest' that's fine."

"Is it really okay for you to fool your nominal brother like this!?" Seeing Shirou walk into the warehouse confidently, Kirito nodded, but he disdainfully said to Nero's embarrassing tone: "What is cheating? How ugly is it? Haven't you heard that sometimes white lies can promote people's growth?"

"In my opinion, you are more like a madman." Rin sighed helplessly. In her opinion, if Shirou really summoned the strongest class saber, she would have the feeling of wanting to buy a piece of tofu and kill herself. After ten years of hard work, Saber, who was once the strongest class, became an archer. Although his strength is stronger than before, there is always some imbalance in his heart, just like playing an rpg game. In the heart of wanting to collect all the props, the feeling of being extremely uncomfortable without a hemostatic grass, perhaps this is the so-called self-satisfaction.

While everyone was waiting quietly outside, a burst of intense white light enveloped the small warehouse. When the white light gradually dimmed until it disappeared, the next moment the warehouse door was blasted into pieces, and a figure seemed to be holding a certain Everything rushed towards Nero who hadn't reacted yet.