Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

Stepping out of the lush forest, the young man in black with golden pupils looked at the faint building shadows in the distance, and nodded with his fingers.

"The live broadcast of the Holy Grail War has indeed not started..." Looking at the blacked-out screen and the barrage of bullets asking when the "pure black" will end, Nid Hogg took a step and suddenly saw the red mark on the left side of the screen.

"All hosts who are interested in communicating, please gather at Lounge No. [-], District [-], Fuyuki Park, password and send it to your mailbox." ——BY Assassin's Creed System Host.

"...I see... Ha." Nied Hogg looked at the email and laughed.

"In that case, let's go and have a look."

……

In a misty, illusory space, a man in white clothes is sitting on a black stone seat floating in the air, next to a little girl with an expressionless face

"What are you still doing here?"

As a lonely god, he doesn't need the seven emotions and six desires at all. Even if he obtains the memory of a visitor from another world and becomes the host, he still needs to dominate the seven emotions and six desires instead of being controlled by the seven emotions and six desires. Therefore, the world he exists in is a pure illusion. His Throne of Valor is also affected by this.

"Watching you in case you do anything," said the little girl.

"According to the information given by the system, you once had a serious rejection of human beings. Gaia doesn't care about you, but I have to." As a collection of human consciousness, Alaya expressed that he has no reason to Gaia.

Is it really good to let the existence of the system host, which is outside the world, participate? The weak state of "Despair" is enough, and the "Destruction" of prosperity is also included. Will it really not cripple the Xingyue of this world line?

"I'm still different now, and so is he," without apologizing for his danger, the man remained calm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "You are a collection of human wills, but you have eventually become infected with human bad habits."

Hearing his words, Alaya was taken aback, and then said, "But I still have to keep an eye on you, your strength is too strong."

"I just want to ask, is there no reincarnation in this distortion?" The right hand picked up the rather cumbersome axe, saying that it was an axe, more like a combination of ax and halberd. God's man actually uses such a domineering weapon, but if one thinks of the identity of a man, a weapon with such authority and a symbol of punishment is also suitable.

"What did the reincarnation do? Your host really likes to throw all kinds of blame on them." Alaya finally had an expression, a very subtle one.

"The Lord God will not miss this feast. I have been in contact with that group of humans many times." He lifted the long handle lightly, and the man knocked the blade to the bottom of the illusion, "They will definitely join in this kind of thing. "

"Gaia and I didn't find any traces of reincarnators. The Xingyue world is the world with the most developed world lines among many worlds. This kind of small distortion is not too rare."

"Forget it, if you don't believe me, I won't say anything." Let go of your hand, and the heavy weapon floats beside the stone seat. The man sits on the throne, his eyes seem to penetrate the girl, and what he sees is nothingness.

Pointing his fingers, he looked at Alaya who was silent like a puppet.

Let's see if "Despair" can find anything, after all, they are all members of a trade union...

……

In Fuyuki Park, the young man knocked on the door.

"Who?" someone asked

"Come here on invitation."

"Dang Ma?"

"improper."

"Is Ling Xian?"

"Behind."

"Akagi?"

"I didn't eat."

"Dong Xiang?"

"don't know."

"OK! It's my own person"

The door was opened a crack, and a teenager poked his head out to look at the young man's very conspicuous clothes in this era.

"come on in."

"Finally another one came, Gunying, to pick up the guests!"

"roll!"

The teenager in the black jacket yelled, and he was answered by a hooded man in the classic Assassin's Creed costume, with a Hidden Blade popping out of his raised right hand.

"Is the handsome guy a heroic spirit or a real body?" The girl sitting on the chair farthest away looked at Ned Hogg with interest. There was a computer on the table in front of her.

"The main body." Ned Hogg was a little disappointed. There were only three of them, and their levels could be easily seen based on his system priority, and he also saw clearly the general personalities of the three. The host who asked the same question doesn't seem to be here.

"What's the name? I mean the code name." The boy in the jacket who took him in at the beginning was very enthusiastic. "In order to protect a little information, we all use the code name. I am 23, and the assassin is Gunying. As for the girl... sister you What's your name?"

"..."

"..., wind—sand—!" Covering her face with her hands in pain, the girl said in a drawn-out tone, but it seemed useless, as 23 didn't hear what he said at all.

"Yes, she is haze, which one do you use?"

"..., salted fish, I use salted fish." The young man said in a tone without any ups and downs.

Because for some reason, when I saw them, I thought of this word...

"Forget it, we don't plan to confess our combat power, and you don't look like someone who likes to talk about these things, so let's talk about the business," 23 coughed, "Let's talk about the plot first, it seems to be before the start of the Holy Grail War. It took a few days, but we couldn’t find Matou’s house, and Emiya Shirou’s dojo didn’t seem to exist either, which is a bit strange, and what’s more nonsense is to enter Tohsaka’s house.”

"The Tohsaka family?"

"Ask Gunying about this, his personal experience." Speaking of this, his expression was a little strange.