I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Theoretically speaking, this in itself is the welfare of the second-tier 'class master' Medea, who gave him his subordinates after being subdued.

Crackling and hitting, Du Lin watched the Quantum surpass the [-] mark in an instant, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this is too comfortable, right?

Under the premise that there is no need to fight at all, if you can spend dozens of days here, maybe you will break through the quantum obtained by destroying the city at the first singularity.

It's a pity... such a relaxed and comfortable monster killing, it didn't last long before it ended.

When the four figures reached the end of the corridor, the stairs leading to the third floor appeared in front of them, and sound waves were emitted quickly from above, and a large group of bats passed in front of their eyes.

"Go on!"

In less than a minute, the three of them crossed the stairs and came to the corridor on the third floor.

It was still a standard apartment one by one, and Joan of Arc stood at the front and kicked open the door of the apartment in Room [-]. Du Lin followed, showing a surprised expression very quickly.

The third floor is different from the one-by-one rooms on the second floor. When entering the first room, it reaches the end leading to the fourth floor, almost all of which are connected.

At the end, there is a wide staircase, as if it is for some carriages and riders to come down and parade.

The huge and empty place is presented in front of Du Lin at night. Compared with the bone-frozen coldness of the first and second floors, this floor has a more chilling situation in the soul.

"Medea, that ruthless character..."

"Well! Seeing such a scene, you know how domineering that guy is, right?"

"Well, what's coming?"

"The cruel king will be punished by justice~?", "The poor beautiful girl is waiting for the knight to rescue~?"

The humming of some nursery rhymes resounded in the empty corridor.

Du Lin and Joan of Arc couldn't help becoming vigilant, because such a candid singing voice seemed a little scary in such a gloomy atmosphere.

The two ceremonies directly opened the magic eye of death, and under her gaze, a petite black silhouette slowly emerged from the floor with a gun in his hand in the distance.

Until the face of a loli with red hair, wearing a gothic dress and a little devil bowknot appeared in front of Du Lin and the others.

Chapter 151 Artoria Lancer Alter

The familiar little girl with a gun slowly approached——

The approaching figure was already at a distance of less than 10 meters, and the basic outline of her appearance could already be seen clearly under the dim light.

Whether it is Du Lin, Olga, or Black Joan, they are no strangers to this face.

"This, is what you call 'a character with a gun'?" Joan of Arc joked to Medea, she didn't even bother to use this little character at the first singularity.

"How is it possible!? My eyes are not so blind." Medea immediately shook her head and denied: "This defeated dog who has surrendered to the real king is not worth noting at all. Well, if you insist, she It's just a role like a fish."

The voice of this passage is not very loud, but the echo in the empty room is enough to be heard by the person involved.

Without any exception, the sound reached the ears of the petite figure with the gun on the opposite side.Her body visibly trembled with anger, and she immediately counterattacked: "Oh, I thought who it was! Isn't this an old woman who only lives in the lower lower floors and dare not even come up to the third floor?"

"I'm not interested in going to the third floor to be someone else's slave. This is the difference between a grown-up and a kid!" Medea laughed harshly.

Have these two had a festive season before?

Several people watched this scene in amazement.

"Goo...you old witch!"

"A little goblin with a battered physique who cleans apartment toilets all day is just right for you."

"Old witch!"

"Your master is really pitiful, he is lazy if you don't pay attention to it. Look at your face is still stained with horse manure!"

"Ahhhhhhh! I don't have that kind of thing on my face!" The girl was so angry that she stabbed directly with a gun.

Looks like a complete failure for a girl...

[Defense] - Medea snorted disdainfully, and opened a shield in front of her.

Ding, the gun stopped less than ten centimeters in front of Medea, the girl gritted her teeth and stared at the front, anxious and angry: "It's too despicable."

"What despicability, then you still use a weapon..." Medea smirked.

This scene of crushing IQ was presented in front of Du Lin and the others, leaving them speechless.

"Lancer... Are you Elizabeth?" Du Lin asked.

Although this is already a visible fact, it is unknown whether the Elizabeth in front of her is the one from the Hundred Years War of the Evil Dragon, or she returned to the Hall of Valor and was summoned again, such as Medea...

"Well, you are..." Elizabeth turned her face away and moved away from Medea.When he stared at Du Lin and Hei Joan, his pupils shrank suddenly: "This is too bad luck, besides the old witch, did two evil-hearted guys come to this world?"

She looked like something very bad happened.

Du Lin: "No, I'm not evil..."

"It's a coincidence, Master. This Lancer seems to have been pulled over from the previous Orleans." Joan of Arc muttered to herself, frowning and thinking.

It is already an unbelievable situation for a Caster who has experience with Durin not to return to the Seat of Heroes, and it is already weird for the second one to appear here at the same time.

Elizabeth snorted: "I don't know what you are talking about at all. But... since you are here, where is my little deer?"

She cast a puzzled look at Du Lin. This guy with an unknown position in Orleans seemed to have something to do with her Master.Well, that's all I can remember...

"Little deer boy..." In Du Lin's mind, he simulated the soft sound of the elk in the Q version of Gu Dazi lying on his body, biting his arm, and unexpectedly felt a little cute.