Comprehensive Comics: Fun Moon

"Lord Kenneth, you woke up, how are you feeling?"

Sensing that his Master was awake, Dirumdo, who was watching the wind outside, quickly came to Kenneth and asked with concern.

"I'm in such a coma, where's Sora?!"

Kenneth, who gradually regained consciousness, looked around, there was no sign of his fiancee, his face changed greatly, and he suddenly stood up and asked in a high voice.

"The situation is like this..."

Hearing Sora's name, Dirumudo's face showed a look of guilt, and he bit the bullet and briefly explained the previous situation.

"You bastard!"

After learning that his fiancée had been abandoned by Dilumudo, Kenneth's face contorted, and he punched Dirumdo in the face in a rage.

"It was indeed my fault."

Di Lumuduo, who could easily dodge, stood still, letting his fist hit his face.

"Idiot! Crap! Summoning you useless bastard was a mistake in the first place!"

Kenneth's face was pale, and he yelled at Dirumdo.

Born into a noble family, a genius magician who had no idea what setbacks were since he was a child, he suffered repeated deficiencies in this small country, and even lost his fiancée, which made Kenneth completely unacceptable.

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He attributed all his failures to the fact that Di Lumuduo was too weak, too wasteful, and dragged himself down, and he absolutely did not admit that it was his own problem.

"what!"

Kenneth cried out in pain, the action was too big, and under the anger, the wound on his shoulder burst, and blood rushed out.

"The wound hasn't healed yet, Lord Kenneth please take care of your health."

After being beaten madly, Di Lumuduo was still loyal and caring about the master's physical condition.

For Dirumdo, the Master's safety is the first priority, and everything else is secondary.

He was summoned through the Holy Grail system, and his wish was to be loyal to a monarch from beginning to end.

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"Go away!"

Kenneth pushed him away without any appreciation and limped out of the factory.

"Lord Kenneth, there may be chasing troops nearby, you must move to a safer place, don't be impulsive!"

Dilumduo dodged and stopped in front of Kenneth, and said eagerly.

These words calmed Kenneth, who was on top of his blood, and his body seemed to be drained of energy in an instant. He slumped on the ground with a slumped expression, like a defeated dog.

......

"It's over!"

At a subway station in Fuyuki City, Webb took out his pocket with a frustrated look on his face, and found that there was not enough money to buy a plane ticket and return to England.

What to do now?He doesn't want to stay in this ghost place and participate in the Holy Grail War!

He is still young and doesn't want to die in a foreign country for no reason!

"By the way, summon the heroic spirit and order him to take me out of this country!"

Weber's eyes lit up and he thought of a solution he thought was a good one.

Having seen the slaughter between Arturia and Dirumdo, as well as the tragic situation of his own mentor, Weber is very insecure now and just wants to get away from here as soon as possible.

Summoning one's own Servant can at least ensure safety, and he does not participate in the snatch of the Holy Grail, and the other party will not hold on to himself.

Webber took out the red rag in his arms, thinking innocently.

Immediately, he immediately set off for the farmers market.

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Chapter [*] The Reappearance of Alexander (for a reward!)

Webber, who was shy, went to the farmer's market to buy a few chickens and came to a secluded suburb.

The chicken blood was used as the raw material for drawing the magic circle pattern, and the uncomplicated magic circle was quickly formed, and the red rags as holy relics were placed in the center.

"It's about to begin. Proclaim that you are under me, entrusting my destiny..."

Webber swallowed nervously, stretched out his right hand, and chanted the incantation, triggering the magic power of the magic circuit, which quickly flowed to the magic circle.

The few magic powers flowed away quickly, the overloaded magic circuit screamed, and the tearing pain made him grit his teeth secretly.

Born poorly, the first-generation grandmother was only the mistress of a certain magician, and it was only the third-generation magician that was passed down to Weber. The magic circuit and magic engraving were extremely inferior.

The magic power consumed by the summoning servant alone has already made him try his best, and it is vaguely unsupportable.

In terms of "[*]" magician talent, he belongs to the type that cannot be cultivated. If there is no accident, he will be one of the mediocre magicians.

In an instant, the magic circle burst into a dazzling blue glow, and the surging magic tides converged to form air waves that were visible to the naked eye.

"Oh!"

The magic vortex made a low roar, and one of the few conquerors in history came across time and space to the Throne of Heroes.

"Is this the famous Alexander the Great?"

Weber's eyes widened, and he stared at the man who was more than two meters tall. According to historical documents, shouldn't this emperor be short?

Red hair and red eyes, rough face, not angry, majestic figure, full of muscles, full of strength, wearing a gorgeous retro battle armor, huge red cloak, surging with the wind, Appears majestic.

"Haha! The King of Conqueror Iskandar, answer the call! My Master is you!"

Iskandar let out a gruff laugh.

"Yes, it is!"

Facing this majestic emperor, Weber couldn't help but take a step back with a look of fear on his face.

However, Weber quickly reacted. The other party is just a Servant summoned by himself, equivalent to a high-level demon-like existence. He is his Master, and there is no reason to be afraid of him!

"Cough...I now order you to take me out of this country!"

Thinking of this, Weber coughed lightly, straightened his back, assumed the stance of a master, and commanded loudly.

"Leave? Don't you want to snatch the Holy Grail?"

Iskandar felt strange that the Holy Grail had given him some common sense of this age, and the purpose of this summoning.

Compete with six other magicians and heroic spirits to compete for the Holy Grail known as the Universal Wishing Machine.The thought of being able to fight against heroes of all ages made Iskandar feel excited, how could he agree to flee this battlefield.

"This...this is my strategy, yes, it's called strategy transfer!"

Webber was choked by the emperor's questioning, and thought of a lame reason temporarily, and said casually, with a very unconfident tone.

Who is Iskandar?Having fought on the battlefield all his life and knew countless people, he easily saw through the ghosts in the opponent's heart, and was ready to escape. He had absolutely no intention of participating in the Holy Grail War.

"Do you want to escape this war?"

"Shut up! I'm your Master, you just need to obey orders!"

Exposed by Iskandar in one sentence, Weber shouted angrily like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and raised his right hand with the three-stroke command curse in demonstration.

There is a sense of not obeying the order, and using the command spell to force the other party.

"Of course I know you are my Maser."

Along with the rough and low male voice, stern eyes swept over.

Webber's body froze, and his raised hands trembled, making him feel suffocating and oppressive, making him terrified, and he couldn't get the courage to use the Command Spell at all.

"As my Master, I should be a brave man who is brave enough to fight side by side with me. It's not what a brave man does to escape."

As Iskandar spoke, his big fan-like hand grabbed Webber, as if picking up a chick.

"What do you want?! Let me go! Otherwise, I will, I will..."

Webber was full of panic, and threatened with stubbornness.

Boom!

Deafening thunder resounded, and under the rush of magic power, a mighty chariot appeared. The flying hoof thunder ox pulled the chariot, which was one of Iskandar's Noble Phantasm, the "Wheel of Divine Power".

"Haha! Stop complaining, go to the battlefield and fight!"

Iskandar laughed, jumped up, and forced Webb into the car.

Purple thunder and lightning appeared under the hooves of the flying hoof thunder and the cow, and it ran wildly, affecting the chariot, and soaring into the sky, galloping with lightning speed, and galloping at high altitude.

Weber's exclamation and Iskandar's laughter resounded through the sky.

Rider, one of the seven classes, joins the battle.

At the same time, a murderer who was wandering in Dongying and committed multiple crimes came to Fuyuki City.

The handsome red-haired youth was in a residence somewhere, humming a tune while happily handling the corpse.

There was no light in the room, and the only light source in the living room was the TV screen that was broadcasting the news.

"Citizens, please note that the police are closely investigating the recent case of murder and dismemberment. Please travel with caution..."

"Oh, I found it so quickly, hunt for another target and leave."

Listening to the TV report on his own masterpiece, Yusheng Ryunosuke smacked his lips and said nonchalantly.

He is a consummate criminal, a genius who is good at hiding traces, an artist of crazy behavior, and has committed murders many times in order to understand and master death.

In short, a lunatic with talent and ability.

The disgusting smell of blood permeated the air. He stepped barefoot on the blood of the corpse to create his own art. Using blood as the raw material, he smeared a strange circular pattern.

"Pain, my hand?"

There was a tingling pain in the back of the right hand, and the scarlet lines spread, forming a strange pattern, which made Yusheng Ryunosuke look at this scene in surprise.

Correspondingly, the blood pattern he drew burst into a crimson light, the air flow disturbed, and the sealed space set off a gust of wind.

On the floor, a piece of 1.4 pieces of broken corpses flew, and the magic power gathered, and a figure with an ominous aura appeared.

"By invitation, Caster Gilles de Re, come here and call me Bluebeard."

In black magic robes, holding a book in hand, Jill has a creepy smile, big goldfish-like eyes, a very presence, and a sickly pale skin that is disturbing.