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"Your attack is useless to me, Caster." A pair of magic eyes appeared in front of Avis Bron, making him speechless.

No matter how unwilling he is, he can't dig out the opponent's pair of eyes that analyze the truth of all things. Those magic eyes are too restrained to his golem.Perhaps only the existence of the heroic spirit itself and the Noble Phantasm cannot be reconstructed and disassembled in an instant. Besides, just like the resistance of their heroic spirits to magic power, the attack of the golem is completely ineffective against him.

"In the case of air combat, the cavalry can only come." Avis Bron was not discouraged, and shouted to the people around him: "What are you still hesitating!? Rider"

Astolfo watched with relish, trembled, showing a reluctant expression: "I know~!"

Personally Astolfo did not want to go to war.

'She' blew a whistle, sank her knees, kicked her feet, and jumped up high.Under 'her', a round of silhouettes condensed by magic power slowly gathered.

A strange creature with a griffin on its upper body and a horse on its lower body was flying in the sky. Astolfo stepped on its back and rushed towards Weston.

The Hippogriff, which is the only one left in this world, is an eagle and monster born between a griffin and a mare.

"Phantom beast?" Weston looked at the creature in front of him, feeling amazed.

"Don't underestimate me, we are Astolfo, one of the Twelve Warriors of Charlemagne." Astolfo announced his name as soon as he came up.

"That knight with a messy private life? You?" Weston looked at the 'girl' in amazement. This guy was actually a big guy in women's clothing.

No... Even an existence like Knight King Artoria can be twisted into a coquettish foodie by the Holy Grail. Whether it is a man or a woman in front of you, maybe you can only know the truth by taking off the other party's clothes and looking at the details.

"What's the matter with that look in your eyes? Do you look down on us? We will surprise you." When Astolfo rushed in front of Weston, a long gun suddenly materialized in his hand and aimed at Weiss Tong quickly stabbed.

The tip of the spear appeared under Weston's magic eyes with obvious formal rules, making his face solemn.Astolfo, one of the Twelve Warriors of Charlemagne, is known as the "weakest" knight in history, but his own luck is also very good, whether it is the luck of adventure, or love encounters and the like , It is not an exaggeration to call it a lucky general.

The gun in front of him is probably a treasure obtained by luck, right?

By analyzing the rules in it, Weston realized that this is a treasure that can force the body to transform into a spirit.

Maybe I can use this long spear to change my job to a spirit body... I thought of this under my inertial thinking.

However, such thoughts were only fleeting in Weston's mind.The experiment to use this spear is not the current situation, but the moment to grab 'her'.

【reflection】

With the magic eye opened, an invisible wall of defense formed in front of Weston. The tip of the long spear was nailed to it, and golden radiance bloomed and rippled. Made magic particles.

"Even the rules will be forcibly spirited?" Weston was surprised.

Even Joan of Arc felt inconceivable about this scene, but she witnessed that Achilles' soaring star stabbed countless times and was helpless against this defensive wall.

"Trap of Argalia" is low in lethality, but it can force the opponent's body below the knee to form a spirit body or make it fall. But does it still have such a function without touching the body? Or Weiss The rules of the defensive wall weaved by Tong collided with the rules attached to the tip of the gun, causing it to fail?" Joan of Arc murmured to herself.

Astolfo opened his eyes wide, and looked down at Joan below: "It's not good for you to expose my treasure like this, Ruler." There was no anger on her face, she only looked at Joan I was surprised to be able to check the specific function of her treasure.

It turns out that this gun still has such power... She always thought it was the awakening of her subconsciously sealed power.

"I see." Weston's expression became clear when he heard Joan's explanation.

This is probably a rule attribute similar to [absolute].

For example, the famous Noble Phantasm Gangunil's [Inevitable Hit] belongs to the category of magic, but because it is only attached to the Noble Phantasm, it has many restrictions.The [Destruction] feature of the [Magic Bullet] he used before is inferior to this type, which is a single property, such as hitting the opponent's body, if the opponent's body has countermeasures, then the fight is only energy. size up.

And the rule of Astolfo's long spear is [triggering the body will make the body fall down] mandatory.

In other words, the body cannot be hit at once.

"It's even more difficult than the previous two guys."

"I'm very happy that you recognize our strength." Astolfo showed a happy expression, and then... the phantom beast under him disappeared together with her figure.

"Dimensional jump!?" Weston's pupils paused. He became a great magister in the previous world and was extremely sensitive to space magic. He could see the ability used by this phantom beast at a glance.

It has completely broken through three dimensions, making it impossible for all forms and rules to capture its body.However, this seemingly unsolvable ability...at the moment when Astolfo rides the Eudemons appears, the space will definitely produce uncoordinated fluctuations.

Weston opened his magic eyes and scanned the surroundings. He had already removed the title of [Weakest] from the Twelve Warriors of Charlemagne. The performance of the Noble Phantasm alone was enough to make her a first-class follower.

However, the reality is...

Weston hadn't expected the next scene, not even all the people present had expected this scene.

Astolfo, who is invisible in another dimension and can completely hide in the dark for a lore strike, appears hundreds of meters away without warning, riding a phantom beast with his back facing Weston, going forward without warning Flying towards a further place... It seems that there is an illusion that there is no turning back at all.

Avis Bron, Vlad III: "..."

"This is really..." Joan of Arc was also confused, completely unclear about the purpose of the Black Rider.

Astolfo, who was riding on the phantom beast in the distance, didn't turn her head at all. She stared at the forest below, trying to find a certain figure.

Regarding the warning issued by the Master in My Heart in Mirenia City, 'she' showed a helpless expression.

(Bad boys will be punished, Astolfo, hurry back and kill that man.)

(It's not my fault, it's because the Eudemons are out of control~!)

Astolfo had already found a reason to go back and explain, so he ignored his master.He patted the head of the Eudemon below heartlessly: "Find him quickly and see if he has left. If you want to live, don't be found!"

The "he" that Astolfo mentioned was an artificial human that he met by chance last night. Among the bunch of selfless artificial humans in that castle, one actually said to her, "Help me", This is incredible.

Rather than killing a human with them, she thought it would be better to take the opportunity to escort the artificial human to escape from the Grand Duke's enchantment.Could it be possible for Caster to capture him and use him as a furnace core?After all...he wanted to live too.As a whim to save an artificial human, she is also obliged to be responsible to the end, this is the essential character of a knight!

Astolfo just left cleanly, just a tentative shot, which can be called the ultimate stroke.

The gaze under Avis Bron's mask was full of doubts: "The android who left this morning is definitely related to Rider!"

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