Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

"That makes sense. But Assassin, didn't you say there are materials here?" Rider asked.

"Isn't it this stupid eagle?"

The atmosphere was suddenly cold, and the rider was so frightened that he quickly hugged his handsome eagle: "Assassin, it is innocent! You can't eat it!"

"According to Huaxia's theory, the eagle is a rare material, and it will definitely be a great tonic if you stew it and eat it. Don't worry, I will share a cup with you."

"No! It's still a child! Stop it, stop it!" Rider trembled, and Junying was so frightened that he stopped.

"Don't you want to eat?" Shirou asked disappointedly, "Such a big one is enough for all of us black to eat."

"Don't, please!" rider begged, "What did it do wrong? Can't it be changed?"

"Okay, okay..." Shirou suddenly said viciously, "Then don't let your stupid eagle turn around for me, you see where your eagle is going to fly! Don't chase that hen for me. Eagle, fly to that sky, middle, fortress, you, Min, no, Min, Bai?"

"Obviously understand!"

Junying was so frightened that he quickly turned around and flew faster than the reporter.

Amakusa Shiro worked hard all day, and his body was a little numb.After all, it is not as light as the body of the Servant and has to sleep, but there are also some advantages, that is, it can live for a long time, and it may reach eternal life.

He opened his eyes and found that Semiramis was looking at him with a smile on his face, the back of his head resting on something as soft as a thigh.

"Master, are you awake?"

"Well, assassin. You don't have to be like this, and I also favored the caster yesterday, didn't I? I should treat you and her equally."

"Hmph, it's good to know." Semiramis was a little dissatisfied when he thought of this matter, but this master is not coveting his own beauty, but has a grand and huge plan that needs her and the caster's help, which is why It made it hard for her to calm down, and she even wanted to push him to see what would happen after his wish came true.

"When I fulfill my wish, I will keep my promise and let you rule the world." Amakusa Shiro said apologetically.

Seeing Amakusa Shiro's apologetic appearance, Semiramis lost his anger, and he still cared about his own wishes in his words.

What a fool!That was not her wish.

She just hopes that she can walk with people who don't covet her beauty.

Power is delicious and can manipulate others, but it will be very empty afterward. Power holders often have to fight to the death with other power holders. Even if they don’t have to fight to the death, they have to intrigue and be checked and balanced by others.

When you think about it that way, power is disgusting.

If you can not be manipulated by others, then having no power is not a bad thing, at least you have the freedom to do whatever you want.

Just like now, although she has no power, she can enjoy being with Amakusa Shiro, looking at this huge hanging garden, green trees and willows, looking up at the sky, the sky is high and the clouds are vast.

"Are you really at ease?" Gilgamesh couldn't help but sarcastically.

"Assassin's fortress in the air has been released, I think it should be considered victory at your fingertips?" Amakusa Shiro said, "Can you relax a little bit, caster? Don't be so nervous."

"That's right." Assassin said confidently.

"You are really not afraid that the assassin will kill you, Amakusa Shiro." Gilgamesh said with a pun.

Assassin's face was a bit ugly: "You—"

"Don't sit on the wrong seat, assassin." Gilgamesh said happily.

Amakusa took the topic, frowned, and asked: "Then caster, you mean the black assassin, will you come here to assassinate me?"

"Caster, you are interested in the black assassin. Do you still think he is so strong? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder? I don't think he can fly." Semiramis finally found a chance to fight back , laughing at Gilgamesh.

"Do you think every assassin will be as stupid as you?" Caster naturally couldn't bear the provocation of others, "Wouldn't he bring someone who can fly with him? And his assassination level is better than that of a half-baked guy like you, It should be much taller, maybe you can only find out after he killed Amakusa Shiro in front of you."

"you……"

"Then can you spot him, caster?" Amakusa suddenly asked seriously.

"Of course...no."

Semiramis's face darkened, since he can't, you can say Jill.

"But at least you can't die."

Chapter 31 I, Shirou, Assassination (Wushuang)!

Junying looked at Shirou tremblingly, it carried Shirou to the hanging garden, so it can't be stewed now, right?

"Speaking of which, assassin, you don't come here to assassinate, do you?" Rider looked at Shirou suspiciously, "I have to advise you to be careful, I feel that my strength has dropped a bit, it won't happen here It gives you a reputation bonus. Heroic spirits don’t have the side effect of popularity, so it will be very weak.”

"Don't worry, I haven't enjoyed this kind of thing since I came here."

Rider's eyes widened, so this is when he was weakest?

Of course, at least in the Xiazong Kingdom at that time, he could easily make an A+ grade sword with two blows of the hammer.When he came to Romania, he never made a good B grade.

Until now, Shirou has been relying entirely on his "assassination" skills to make a living.

"But the assassination is real."

"Then I can go back first? At least I can let Junying run away first?" Rider panicked and wanted to run away with his own eagle, but Shirou caught him right away.

"Don't run anywhere, your eagle can transform into a spirit body first, but you run away, how can I go back?"

"Uh—that makes sense, so let Junying go first?" Rider sighed, and patted his own Junying.

"and many more."

"Ok?"