Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 65 Formal Summoning of Heroic Spirits ([-])
Seeing another familiar face, Fujimaru Rika was happy and nodded excitedly, and Dimuldo did the same, holding two guns, nodded to her and gave up his seat.

The golden brilliance kept circling, accompanied by an exaggerated torrent of magic power, and another Servant walked out of the light.

This time, it's still a male character.

The appearance of this character made everyone on guard.Yagi Seizai picked up the holy sword, Marda stretched out her arms and hugged Fujimaru Rika, Mash turned sideways, and blocked Fujimaru Rika with a shield.

Although the other newly summoned Servants didn't understand why they were so wary, they were well aware of the principle of doing as the locals did, and everyone also took a defensive attitude, protecting Fujimaru Tachika and retreating a few steps to distance themselves.

In that light, is the color of pitch black.

If it was just pitch darkness, it wouldn't be enough to be alerted to this level.

After all, with the example of Darius, it is clear that if it is not black, it must represent [unknown].

However, there is another feature that people have to guard against.

That was the face of this Servant.

Can't see face.

Because his face was completely blocked by the white skull mask.

That's right, this Servant is also a Servant who has a lot of fate with everyone in Fuyuki.

Assassin, the assassin, Hassan.

He was also the one who pushed Fujimaru Rika to a dead end.

Strangely, when everyone was on guard, Arash was the only one who didn't take a defensive stance and looked at him calmly.

The man dressed in black and wearing a white skull mask nodded silently, understanding why he was being so guarded by others.With Fuyuki's memory remaining, of course he understands that it is normal for him to be hated so much.

However, that's just for their own sake.

As an assassin, as a [prop], his task is to obey the order and complete the order.At that time, he and Fujimaru Rika were rivals, and being hated like this was considered an assassin's [glory].It's a pity that this [Glory] now makes him a little heartache.

"The followers of assassin, answer the call from the shadows. I understand the precautions of the gentlemen, and I will not leave the sight of the gentlemen."

Assassin lowered his head, bowed obediently, and silently stood in the corner of the diagonal line, far away from everyone.

In fact, by answering the call as a Servant, he was responding to Tatsuka Fujimaru's wish to save the world.

It's just that no one understands this.

During the battle of Fuyuki, the thought of "it would be nice to serve by her side" suddenly appeared in my heart.As an assassin, no matter who the Master is, he must fulfill the path of loyalty of the assassin.

What if this road of assassination happened to be the road of justice?It feels good too.

Anyway, I'm used to dirty work and I'm used to being hated.If you want to overcome the darkness, then you need to understand the darkness, Hassan felt that it would be good to be their helper and handle the dirty work for them.

It's just that the wounds in his heart caused by being guarded against are far more painful than he thought.

Fujimaru Rika was also a little unbearable, and just wanted to call out to him, but the summoning circle continued to roll with a strong brilliance.

"The lovely little master, the servant caster, obeyed the call."

This time, it's someone who needs to be on guard.

The whole body is wrapped in a dark robe from head to toe, only a little fair skin can be seen on the lower half of the face, and the lips are painted with blue-purple lip gloss, which gives a cold and glamorous feeling.

The color of the robe on the body is single, but it can be seen that the workmanship is exquisite. From the fabric to the small decorations, you can see the taste of the owner of the clothes.Moreover, she claims to be a servant of caster. She is naturally proficient in magic, and is good at using magic to attack and defend. This dress pays more attention to [practicality] than [gorgeous], that is to say, this dress is really for exercise. Magic props made more convenient for magic.

This is the caster of Fuyuki.

Medea.Another enemy who once fought with everyone.

It's a pity that the contaminated Medea didn't show her true strength at all because of a rider who had never met before and was defeated.Compared to Assassin Hassan, who pushed Fujimaru Rika to a dead end several times, she did not receive much hostility.

"Oh, are you so wary of me? Although it is said that magicians are always wary of higher-ranking magicians, this is obviously not the reason for you, right?"

She smiled, wondering if she was mocking them for being too wary?Or do you want to be friendly?Because most of his face was shrouded in black robes, it was difficult to tell the difference.

"That... In short, in short, that, welcome you two..."

Fujimaru Rika didn't know what to say, and thought about it for a long time. After all, there is no "Speaking Technique" class in the textbooks of high school students.

"Well, then please give me more advice. Little cute Master."

Medea said the adjective [cute] again, making Fujimaru Rika a little embarrassed.Although she thinks she is a very cute girl, it's still a bit...a bit embarrassing to be said that she is cute in such a continuous manner!
Hassan also thanked her for her kindness to him. Sure enough, what she felt before was right, she is the kind of person who is truly kind.

In order to protect this kindness, Hassan felt that it would be great to be able to respond to her call and her desire to save the world.

"Please let it go."

Behind the caster, there was another woman's sober voice.

It sounds uninteresting, cold and arrogant, Medea is a bit unpleasant to be called like this, considering that there is no attack in front of the Master, she silently steps aside.Appearing behind the black robe was a tall woman in black, wearing a rather sexy breast-length dress, holding an awl in her hand, and her beautiful long purple hair dragged directly to the ground, with an amazing length. The face...to feel nothing.

After all, the face cannot be seen.

Half of her face was covered by a wonderful purple mask.

"Servant, rider... actually summoning me... what a good person."

After being praised just now, he was immediately called a man of good deeds. A subtle expression appeared on Fujimaru Rika's face. She didn't know what to say, so she could only smile bitterly and continue: "Welcome to Chaldea!"

The brilliance of magic power finally stopped.

The brilliance of the golden whirling was all gathered in one place. At the very center of the summoning array, the golden magic power was constructed into a smaller body.

The sturdy armor was draped over his body, and the clenched blade extended from his hand.

The golden brilliance blended into her body, and the excitement of the light from the magic gave people an extraordinary feeling.

It is conceivable that this is a... a warrior who is more exaggerated than other Servants.

"...In response to the call. Are you...is my master?"

(End of this chapter)