I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

One minute and one second, the result of the time difference, until half of the magic circle was completed, a foot landed in front of him.

"You're still alive, Maqili Zorgen!" A faint voice sounded from in front of him.

Maqili Zorgen raised his head: "Rebellious, rebellious knight..."

Mordred glanced at the magic circle he had drawn, and said to the old sword and Durin, "This guy is doing some tricks again. Look, he is drawing a magic circle."

"Heroic Spirit Summoning Formation?" Du Lin stepped forward expressionlessly.

Maqili Zorgen stared in horror at the magician who had brought him to such a miserable end, alternating emotions of fear and hatred, and suddenly shouted: "...you are the one who is imprisoned in the cage of madness... I He who holds his chains in his hand..."

"Tch!" Mordred snorted with an unhappy expression, "Don't make me feel so sad!"

"You are the seven heavens haunted by the three great words! Come from the wheel of restraint, Libra..."

puff--!

A sword pierced Maqili Zorgen's head directly.

The voice stopped abruptly before the "Guardian of the Scales" had finished singing.

A smear of blood rushed out from the middle of the head, and then pulled away.

"It will really cause trouble for me, hmph!" Mordred turned around unhappily: "Shouldn't this happen?"

"The magic circle is incomplete, and the spell has not been chanted, so it shouldn't appear." Du Lin shook his head firmly.

Saying this, three minutes later, the blood on Maqili Zorgen's body flowed into the magic circle, and the holy grail on the steam engine suddenly moved.

The shining king sword was inserted in the center of the magic circle, followed by a dazzling brilliance that suddenly began to shine.

In the magic mist, a human-like unicorn, no, it should be said to be a knight riding a skeleton horse and holding a long spear appeared in front of his eyes.

"This is……"

Mordred could not help shrinking his pupils as he felt the golden glow in the magic mist.

And that gun... had pierced her chest before she was alive!

The second is coming.

Chapter 300 "The Evil Standing in the Cracks of History, the Man of My Destiny" (Gal. 34)

With the sound of horseshoes kicking on the top of the cliff, a black knight riding a skeleton horse and holding a spear slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"It seems that there is no way to stop it." Du Lin stared forward, frowning slightly.

Wrapped under the black and ominous armor, the skeleton horse's horse's eyes glowed with golden light, the golden light under the helmet, and the violent air pressure magic power.

"Master, please step back!" Old Jian stepped forward and raised Wuying Sword without saying anything. is the enemy.

The magic mist surrounded her, filling her own upper limit of magic power, as if Tesla left, Maqili Zorgen died, and the Holy Grail from the other party chose him as the new holder.

Du Lin frowned and looked at the magic circle drawn by Maqili on the ground: "The summoning has not been successful, it seems that through the correction of the Holy Grail, the remaining spell chanting is completed and connected to the Hall of Valor..."

"Not only that, the reason why such a cavalry servant can be summoned is probably the connection between this land and this knight, as well as Mordred's sword." The old sword added.

Well, that completely circumvents the possibility of malice being traced back to 'King Arthur'.

It has to be said that the self in another world summoned by his daughter (son) self-defeating in another world successfully transferred the existence of 'King Arthur' to the person in front of him.

"Master, she is..."

"Ah, I know." As soon as he saw this familiar silhouette, he understood the other person's real name.

Thinking of the scene of "back against the planet and looking up at the blue sky" under the unfolding of the inherent barrier in Japan in 1994, it is a bit naive to think about it now, but it is relatively nostalgic.

However, it is not known whether she retained the same memory that appeared.

The opponent rode a mount named "Ramlai" slowly to Du Lin and the others, and the old sword was ready.

Suddenly, the opponent took off his helmet, and the armor covering his whole body was removed in a burst of black light.

A ray of golden pupils appeared, her hair was coiled behind her, and she stared at the three people present with a cold and emotionless expression. She was the first to look at Jiu Jian and snorted coldly: "People from foreign lands."

Then he looked at Du Lin again: "Human?"

Finally looked at Mordred: "Son of rebellion!"

After all this, she stared at the dead one on the ground, Maqili Zorgen. This existence provided her who was connected to the Seat of Heroes, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Mordred looked at the black knight in front of him with a complicated attitude. She retracted her gaze and glanced at the old sword beside her, and then turned her gaze back to the gun in the black knight's hand.

The dull pain in his chest became more and more intense, and Mordred couldn't help asking: "In this city that belongs to you, I, a traitor, is not allowed to appear. Do you hate me that much? And you took out the weapon that killed me?" That long gun..."

"Modred, maybe you should have a bit more backbone." Durin reminded.

Mordred completely lost her usual liveliness. Facing this knight, she seemed to lose all her fighting spirit. She shook her head and said, "You don't understand at all, Chaldean guy. That's the Holy Lance-Yao Yu Zhiyuan's gun (Rhongomyniad), the anchor that maintains the world. Connected to the Holy Grail, she can release the power of the gun to the maximum! She will kill me, kill you..."

Durin hadn't spoken yet, and the black knight on the opposite side stared at Mordred coldly: "What are you talking about, I am the king of the storm, and I am called to come...but I have no master and no goal! You are here to stop, do you want to compete with my spear?"

Du Lin looked at her suspiciously. For a moment, he thought that the summoned Artoria Lancer Alter was from the one in 1994, but at present, it seems that this is not the case?

"Do you know me? Arturia Lancer Alter." Du Lin tried to ask.

Hei Qiang was stunned for a moment in his eyes: "It's incredible to know my real name and rank as the Storm King! Have I met you somewhere? Human."

Maybe you just need to put your big breasts on my pillow and you will remember... It's probably impossible to say such a thing.