Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

As a result, she was reverse-summoned, and on the other side of the world, she was in the vortex called the Holy Grail War.

She didn't know whether the Holy Grail could fulfill her wish, but when she felt the familiar yet strange breath when searching the heroic spirits with the oldest rune magic, she knew that maybe the Holy Grail was not needed, her

If you can, your wish will come true.

The poisonous dragon entrenched in the Nibelungen, Nidhogg, the king of black dragons

Despair that brings end and death.

Moreover, the person she once knew was also called Ned Hogg, who looked like this indifferent young man.

"I remember," the young man changed his self-proclaimed unconsciously, "you once said... If you can embrace death, then the person who hopes to do it is the one who holds the magic gun you have given, and That person seems to be in this city."

……

"..., why do you feel so many inexplicable chills." Shrinking his neck, the spearman in blue tights looked around, but there was no other person or heroic spirit here except his master.

……

"He... can't..." Flipping his wrist, the bloody light and shadow loomed in his hand, Scathach raised his hand, just in time for the waiter to come over with a tray...

"Sir, your..." "I see, go back." The fiery golden pupil stared at the waiter, who put down the tray and left in a daze.

"You really don't know concealment at all." Nid Hogg was very helpless to restore the human pupils.

"The proud black king also cares about our human opinions?"

"You don't seem to be human, demigod."

Scathach was taken aback, his expression a little downcast, "Yeah, even the inevitable death of human beings has been lost..."

"..." Ned Hogg, who was drinking tea, was silent for a while, and looked at the phantom in her hand, "Gungonir's excellent imitation, what do you want to explain?"

Piercing Deathspear (Gae Bolg alternative)

A weapon of the same type older than Cu Chulainn's Gae? Bolg.

"This gun, he has a similar one, but it can't kill me, only you can." As the queen and guard of the foreign land? Demon land "Kingdom of Shadows", Scatha has always given people the feeling of being arrogant, not A king who would cater to anyone, but right now, her downcast look gave her the urge to comfort her.

However, Ned Hogg still had the expression of an old driver drinking tea, "I refuse."

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

"I don't like to end the lives of my friends. I am not the only one who can kill you in this Holy Grail War. You can go to them, but I refuse."

Putting down the empty cup, the young man stood up and looked at the darkening sky, put on his hood, "You who are looking for death, do you really know what death is?"

"Even if I ask you to let me die as a friend?"

The girl sadly looked up at the young man with a sad expression, just like the former Dragon King looked down at the queen who fell into a strange land? Demon land.

"I don't like ending friends." Just throwing down these words, Ned Hogg put a few banknotes under the cup and stepped away.

"You dragons dare to say such things?!" Skaha's roar came from behind, and the black figure paused and moved away again.

"Gae Bolg alternative!" The real name was chanted, and the heroic spirit still had to fight after all.

"Trickster." A red light flashed, and the black image in the background was an old TV with poor signal, distorted and blurred for a moment, and then disappeared.

"You don't even want to fight..." The provocative begging for death didn't get a response, so Skaha picked up the cool black tea.

some bitter...

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"It's so disturbing..." Looking back, he saw the red spear piercing towards him, and his arm stretched into the Nibelungen.

"Does the imitation dare to shake the real one?" The red spear tip collided, without reciting the real name, Gungnir stopped the spear that pierced through the death.

The spear that had lost its magic power turned into spots of light and dissipated.

"I don't think I can beat you with this kind of strength, Scarha..."

Putting away the meteor gun, pulled out the mask that hadn't been used for a long time and covered his face.

"Now this kind of strength can only be played with small tricks..."

PS: If the brain hole comes, you can't stop it if you are not careful.

PS2: Push the book "Tuanzi Zuo Ji Ji"

Very elegant, not dirty at all, very polite

This is the recommendation word he gave, anyway, I don't believe it.

NO.[-]: Wushuang Orochi's new work: Holy Grail War

(That's right, I want to change all heroic spirits!)

Play time is like a group of water, it always passes quickly.In the blink of an eye, the setting sun had already set in the dark red sky.Walking along the seaside of Fuyuki City, Irisviel, who had fully experienced the fun of playing, looked at the sea with a smile and felt extremely happy.

She had enough fun that day, her smile was so pure and flawless, like a teenage girl, no one would think that she had a child of her own age.

"It turns out that traveling with the knights is such a joyful thing."

"Then I don't know how I am doing as a fake knight?" Maybe it was exaggerated by the joyful atmosphere, Saber, the unsmiling heroic spirit, also teased.

"Qualified and impeccable, Saber, you really deserve to be the most perfect knight." Irisviel said with a smile.