Tribute to the Demon King

"Give me your letter, Lily, and then come to my bedroom with Erica...time to teach you guys some real stuff."

Author's message:

The third update!I did it!By the way, although many people can see that Zhou Yi is from the world line of FGO, but in case some people don’t know, let me mention in advance that Chaldea is a setting that combines science and magic. Please don’t doubt it...

Ah...I've burnt out QvQ

Chapter 30 On the Sadness of Mimics Refreshing in Other People's Homes

Naples is the third largest metropolitan area in Italy after Milan and Rome, and it is also known as the world's three major night scenes along with Hong Kong Victoria Harbor and Hakodate.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, looking into the distance from the high platform, the bay of Naples, bathed in moonlight and shining blue, is silent and gorgeous.

Even at this hour, the streets of Naples are still crowded.The entire city is illuminated by various lights. If you look east, you can see the majestic Mount Vesuvius standing ten kilometers away——

Near there, where the people in the city didn't notice, a young man with blond hair was attacking someone with a strange object in his hand.

It was a monstrous greatsword with a luxurious hilt and a blade that curved into a spiral.

There is no doubt that this magic sword cannot be driven by mortal martial arts.

Heavy slashing, sharp slashing, sharp stabbing.

Every blow was enough to make a knight-level warrior unable to deal with it. The blond young man swung his unparalleled swordsmanship and fought hard against the enemy in front of him.

That's right, resist.

Although this is a magic sword with thunder-like power, if you just wield it as an ordinary sharp weapon, you cannot use the divine power inside it.In this case, it is no different from wielding a steel club.

However, this is his only way.

His saber has been broken, and the long staff sealed by the Zoroastrian ritual cannot be used for violent conflicts. The only "sword" he can use is this magic sword won from the bet.

By the way, this is not a deathmatch, but a gambling fight between two brothers who hit it off.

After dice, wine, cards, and arm wrestling, it is natural to usher in the gambling of swords and martial arts.A hearty gambling fight like an ancient hero.

"I say, brother! Your sword skills are good, but it's meaningless!"

The brawny man with a red face and a hearty laugh only used the street lamp he grabbed casually to meet him.

The hurricane whizzed, and thunder and lightning spread like spider webs—just the scorched storm waving from the street lamps was enough to shake the surrounding trees.

It was a martial art of boldness, strength, and wide opening and closing.

Not for one-on-one combat, but battlefield martial arts for massacres.

Even though what he was holding was just a broken street lamp, it unexpectedly matched his tall stature.

The brawny man stood in place, reflexively retaliated against the young man's attack, and showed an elder's lenient smile, and pointed out affectionately: "It's time to change your move, little brother! The same move is not good for me. use!"

Although he appeared to be a rough man, his sharp eyes saw through the situation at a glance.

If it continues, the blond youth will only exhaust his energy under the meaningless attack and lose.

It was so unfair to him.

Knowing that he will fail, he still launched an attack with high morale; he has used hundreds of sword skills, but it has not brought any results.

But even so, never stop pursuing victory without fighting to the last moment.

Fighting to the point of death, he always maintains his aura, launching an attack with incomparable heroism; however, maybe it's just because of a simple idiot.

The strong man could see that there was no trace of pain or anger in the young man who was desperately attacking in front of him, and that smile that he was eager to win when he met a strong opponent.He is really enjoying this fight.

Obedient to the guidance of the strong man, the young man gave up his skills, and then simply stabbed out with the spiral magic sword unintentionally——

No mind, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts and no worries.

Precisely because this state of no-thought is the most difficult mystery for the path of skill, it may be realized in actual combat.

If this is the case, how much talent and talent does this little guy have?

Well done, the brawny man who lifted the street lamp to meet the blow smiled.

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After teaching the two girls how to use the measuring device, and giving them the animal bones for hand practice, Zhou Yi tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Then, he breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.

"Very well, after teaching them, someone will help me share the work..."

But afterwards, Zhou Yi felt a deep sense of guilt.

Under the guise of teaching magic, in the end, he just passed his job to the other party.And the other party also had a happy face, very grateful to Zhou Yi, and the teacher called it sweet.

...But Zhou Yi really has nothing to teach them in his journey of magic.

Apart from some basic general-purpose magic, Zhou Yi is only proficient in engraving magic and Rune magic from Cu Chulainn's memory. The girl was destined not to learn Zhou Yi's magic from the very beginning.

When you get St. George's gun back, teach them St. George's swordsmanship.

Thinking so, Zhou Yi walked into the study and closed the door.

... What's more, there is still a God of Disobedience waiting for him to kill.

Zhou Yi couldn't help showing a smug smile.