Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

Not to mention possessive...

"Hmph, seven days, finish the fight quickly, and get the hell out of you two wicked bastards!"

Kiritsugu didn't know why the incarnation of the superego, who had always been detached from things, suddenly sweared so rarely, he didn't bother to ask, but he was a little worried about other things.

"Don't worry, after you leave, I will take good care of your wife and daughter, his sister and sister-in-law..."

"...Why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

………………

On the hillside behind Yuansaka house, two black shadows stood side by side.

Mr. Priest still wears the abstinence-style priest costume that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. The silver cross on his chest is shining, and the pair of firm and empty eyes under the broken hair are very much like the wilderness Zonglian who has already sat down.

Beside him is a middle-aged man who can be seen as a mixed race.

A bit thin and tall, with an ordinary face, a crew cut, and a gentle smile on his face all the time.

This person is his heroic spirit, a professional assassin, the leader of the legendary Assassin religion, a Turkic Persian Hassan ibn Saba, and his name in Central Asia is Huoshan.

"Of course, because of the special effect of the Holy Fire Order, I was able to run out of the Hall of Valor to play in many cases, to avoid Alaya's eyes, so most of the activities are in Central Continent..."

The middle-aged man named Huo Shan smiled and said: "Although the Jiuding Barrier has lost its footing and collapsed quickly, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and Zhongzhou is still much more stable, and will not be easily attacked by those old dogs of Alaya. Let's check the water meter..."

Kotomine Kirei asked curiously: "Is it the method of reincarnation?"

"Well--"

Huo Shan, the old man in the mountains of Jianghu Bandit, pinched his chin, his eyes shone with a strange light: "Well, I have quite a few names in Central Continent, Fang La, Yang Dingtian, and so on, they can all be counted as me...Huo Yuanjia is not Me, this is really not."

"so--"

Huo pointed to the big house below with a half-smile: "Young man, are you sure you want me to kill your teacher Tosaka Tokiomi right now? Don't you have a good relationship?"

Kirei and him looked at each other, the tacit understanding in the eyes was self-evident and meaningful: "There are not many direct reasons for the ownership and relationship of the Holy Grail. This is the commonality of magicians. Mr. Huo, please trouble me."

"Ok."

The middle-aged man lazily agreed, then looked at the distance up and down the mountain, and frowned unswervingly: "This height...you can try that method."

"any solution?"

Assassin's leader smiled mysteriously: "My master, do you know that I once created a very magical kung fu called the Great Teleportation of the Universe."

The priest shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

The man shook his head: "Forget it, let me open your eyes tonight. Who told you that Assassin will be the weakest among all job agencies?"

Assassin in a black robe suddenly soared into the air, and fell down the mountain like a big bat under the action of gravity.

Kotomine Kirei took a step forward, his eyes burning.

He suddenly wants to try this kind of extreme sports, it must be very exciting.

The limit between life and death should be very cool.

I don't know if I can have an orgasm...

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes suddenly became strange.

Mr. Huo Shan, who just jumped off the mountain, is now trying to get himself into a ball...

Like a fleshy ball, bouncing all the way in the mountains and forests.

Duang oh Duang...

Kirei coughed and swallowed.

This... doesn't seem too elegant, so forget it.

........................

Ah, the hands are so cold, ha ha ha ha ha.

Don't worry about the great teleportation of the universe... Anyway, I didn't practice it.

Chapter 109 Chapter [-] Respect Every Girl I Love and Love

To be honest, Assassin in the anime was so coquettish when he first appeared, and those poses were so coquettish that even I couldn't look directly at him.

So in order to make him look more powerful, I still gave him a little hook, have you heard of the great shift of the universe?

Yes yes yes yes yes judo technique...

This martial art requires a supporting martial art to practice smoothly. Yes, you all know that Jiuyang is a magical skill.

Not much to say...

I think this is even more terrifying than the cleanliness of the six roots.

Huo Shan stood in front of the magic node, looking around delicately, his black clothes were still stained with some purple hyacinths - who knows where this thing came from in winter, it is estimated that the greenhouse technology of the Yuansaka family is good.

Huo doesn’t wear a mask on his face. Unlike other Assassins, he doesn’t need to wear those things. The best assassins will always turn themselves into a drop of water, and wearing a mask will expose themselves .

Using the great teleportation of the universe can increase the elasticity of the body dozens of times. Under the pressure of a series of magic formulas and enchantments, Mr. Assassin looked calm, with his belt in the wind, first opened his legs, and then pulled his chest out , the last leg was lifted quickly, and at the same time the other leg exerted strength to dodge the sweeping warning enchantment...

There is a name for this trick, it is called moving to the tea mortar...

Indeed, it is very similar to the move of the same name in Edo Forty-eight Moves. Well, it’s all details. You see, I never cared about the first move of Forty-eight Moves. It’s called Iwashimizu, but some people always say Hualing Gong...

In this way, after more than ten seconds, he came to the key hub in the center of the enchantment. As long as the ruby ​​on it was destroyed, the enchantment here would be self-defeating.

"Unstoppable..."

Just as he stretched out his hand to grab the ruby, a stream of light shot over from a high place, the high place of Yuansaka house.

It was a gun, a long gun, dark in color, dull in luster, straight without any bending, and without any carvings on the surface, the tip of the gun was extremely sharp, shining brightly.

The speed, angle, momentum, and power of this gun are all perfect, but the murderous intent is still there, so Huo Shan, who was originally an assassin and has experienced many battles, has already had warning signs in his heart. Put your palms together, and clamp the gun that was bombarded between your palms.

The ear-piercing sound of grinding teeth sounded in the courtyard. Assassin caught the gun and his muscles trembled all over his body. Every tremor was consuming the power of the gun. He unloaded it hundreds of times in a flash. He was strong, but he was still blasted far away, his legs slid back quickly on the ground, and at the same time kept sinking.

... until ten meters away.

At this time, there was a howl of a gun point smashing in the air, which showed that its speed was faster than the sound.

A little light burst out in the night, because the friction with the air was too intense, the dark gun body glowed brightly, and this light became brighter and brighter.

Because of the high place, someone made an appearance! !

Assassin raised his head, and heard a childish and crisp girl's voice.

It was obviously a girl's voice, but it carried an incomparable arrogance and arrogance.

It doesn't feel good.

"Who allowed you to look up?"

The delicate voice echoed above him: "It's better for you, a little bug, to lie on the ground lowly!"

The golden light flashed again, ten guns, the terrifying guns just now, blasted towards the bewildered Assassin!

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"Monnie..."

In the garden of the British royal palace, a young man took the little princess' hand and walked slowly in the garden.

Mordred is five years old this year.

I just celebrated her birthday a few days ago... Although my mother was busy with state affairs as always, she didn't have time to attend her birthday celebration, so Bedivere brought a gift, but my father and Uncle Gawain still had some I had a very happy birthday with people I didn't know.

Little Mordred held his father's gentle hand, and staggered to catch the spring butterflies.

On the green lawn, two people, one big and one small, strolled leisurely.

Her father was a great sage whom even the last king, King Uther, respected. He guided the kings of this generation, and he was also the husband of King Arthur.

The face from the east, clear and calm, with gentle conversation and profound knowledge, guided King Arthur's swordsmanship and the way of governing the country and marching, and amazed all the scholars in medicine.

I can't find any stains on her character, she doesn't like gorgeous and luxurious things, she wears that plain blue robe all the year round, she doesn't drink alcohol or eat too much, she only likes to drink a cup of tasteless leaves in her spare time...

"Monny, why do you want to catch butterflies?"

Gentle voice, deep like a cello.

The little girl looked up at her father and bit her finger: "They, they are moving..."

Pointing to a few brightly colored butterflies flying on the lawn, she said childishly: "It's flying, Mo Ni wants to fly too..."

The man smiled dumbly, bent over to hold his daughter in his arms, and looked down at the little guy.

Very much like her mother, the blonde hair is not too long now, and the small facial features also have the heroic spirit of Artoria. Couldn't help pinching her daughter's face.

Mo Ni looked at him cutely with black eyes: "Dad..."

"Ah."

Suddenly, the little guy's face was not very happy: "Did mom not want us anymore?"

The father was silent, just stroking her little head: "Mom is very busy, come and see our good baby when she finishes her work..."

"What is mom up to?"

"She..."

It's hard to hear any emotion from the man's emotion: "She wants to carry this country on her shoulders."

"Well……"

How could a child understand such a topic, just frowning: "Is it difficult?"

"It's hard."

The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand, and a passing butterfly suddenly stopped on his finger: "What Liya is doing now is no different from letting a group of butterflies who are used to eating vegetarian suddenly eat steak. This is history. Reversing the car, how could it be successful... However, Dad respects her choice."

"Huh? This butterfly flew away!"

The stupid hair on Mo Ni's head moved, and she exclaimed with a wow. When she saw the butterfly flying away, she looked at it for a while before turning her head: "Respect?"

The man taught his daughter patiently, and carried her to a corner of the garden, where there were some withered flowers: "Many flowers like to bloom in spring or summer, just like the pot in your house."