I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

【moonlight】

A ripple of ether particles was released from the front of his sword.

"Um!?"

The invisible fluctuations caused ripples in the space.

Chi!

Getia was in a distorted space, and a strand of clothing from her invulnerable body was shattered.

"It worked!?"

"Is this the skill sublimated in fighting Gao Wen?"

"The calculus technology in the skull, through the entry point, injects magic power to form particle collisions, breaking the space... It's like those attacks on the technological side. However, the power is too weak, and it seems that it has only been mastered soon." Gaitia Without changing his expression, he wiped the corner of his clothes.

"However, do you really not remember your arrangements?" Gaitia stared at Du Lin closely, as if to see a connection in his eyes, but that iron-faced look was not at all what he had speculated The layout guy.

He should remind the other party...

You are in the same camp as me, sharing the ideal of avoiding that "bleached future", why are you against me?

"No matter what you say, I am the director of Chaldea."

Gaitia looked calm, and took a deep breath in his heart: "Indeed, you are no longer related. The guy in the past no longer exists, and now you are just a member of the Animsfia family. The fool captured by the little girl.

It's so pitiful and ironic that the guy who saw through the future with me would be applauded by an ordinary little girl. "

"You guy..."

"Any answer at all? Looks like a boring trip...well, Durin Gordot.

Let me remind you that I am no longer treating you like bugs.As an existence that changes the world on an equal footing, in this competition, I will win!Remember..." He left a short sentence before turning around and leaving.

Chapter 422 The sacred round table domain will come eventually (plus 100)

Getia said lightly, and left without a trace of nostalgia.

"Just leave like this?"

In the arena, everyone was a little confused for a while.

Getia, who was full of style, appeared on the stage, not only did nothing, but even the corner of his clothes was cut off, and he left after saying a cruel word.

"What is the purpose of his coming..." Leticia sighed.

"Obviously it was to kill our director. As a result, there was an old man in the mountain who knew he couldn't achieve it and left." Cowles analyzed.

"However, what he left behind at the end is very interesting. Shouldn't me, Laidicia, and Linglong Pavilion Misa Ye appear at this time...Speaking of which, after I came to Chaldea, I couldn't even sleep. I often have dreams of participating in the Holy Grail War in my hometown, and the follower is Fran..." Coles looked at Du Lin suspiciously, seeking an answer in his eyes.

Du Lin coughed lightly: "Let's talk about this later! Anyway, they have already left."

"Ah."

After killing the curiosity in the hearts of the three master candidates in the bud, Du Lin looked at the old man in the mountain on the other side, stepped forward and bowed: "Thank you very much for your help, my lord."

"Hmm..." The old man in the mountain pondered, and responded: "It doesn't have to be like this, this is just an agreement. If you couldn't rush to the battlefield, you defeated this sacred round table domain with your own strength, so you relied on your own strength. Even without me, the gatekeeper of Netherland, you should have your own way to face that existence!"

Miss Tranquility on the side stepped forward and said with a low sigh: "My lord, Mr. Curse Wrist and Baimao..."

The will-o'-the-wisp in the skull helmet of the old man in the mountain flickered, glanced at the Lion King not far away, and then retracted his gaze and snorted: "This time, because of his own demands, the dull man with the curse arm has received corresponding support. punish."

"Yes..." Jing Mi lowered her head.

"Let's go, the karma here is broken. It's time for you to return to the Wanzhong Temple with Baimao, the man with the cursed wrist."

Tranquility hummed subconsciously, then widened her eyes: "Could it be that Mr. Curse Wrist and Baimao..."

Not far away, the Lion King snorted unhappily: "That little boy thought he could do me harm by relying on the arm of the Demon God, so naturally he couldn't escape from my hand. But thanks to you, the caretakers."

"Hassan's punishment will be dealt with by the leader of our Hassan, and it is not up to a knight to decide." The old man in the mountain snorted softly.

The dialogue between them silently narrated the fact that Curse Wrist and Baimao were supposed to be dead, but were saved by the first generation of adults.

"That's great, Miss Tranquility."

The little girl hummed, with joy in her eyes, and looked up at the tall first-generation adult who was about to thank—but in less than a second, Jing Jing's figure was uncontrollably drawn into it by a gust of wind blowing from the underworld, horrified Under the eyes, the last lingering eyes looked at the Chaldeans.

Seemingly thinking of something, she threw a package from the Wind of Netherland: "Mr. Magician, this is what you left in the village."

After one sentence, she was rolled up and disappeared completely.

The old man in the mountain also turned around, ready to leave.

"Old Man of the Mountain, try to assassinate me next time and obstruct me, and I will make your spirit base collapse under the round table." The Lion King said vindictively.

"Hmph, if you still have a chance to hold that gun, the Storm King who has already discarded the holy gun, how can he say let me stay?" The old man in the mountain snorted disdainfully and turned his head without hesitation. Turning his back to everyone: "Goodbye, everyone of Chaldea! And... Junior. The next singularity, the cause and effect of your stay in the Netherland should be dealt with as soon as possible! Your ridiculous statue."

"Statue?" Du Lin's face changed slightly.

The old man in the mountain didn't give any further explanations, and his figure also disappeared from the spot without a trace.

"Dad, your face is ugly..." Gu Dazi stepped forward and said strangely.

"It's nothing." Du Lin shook his head, and there was a guess in his mind, but that guess was based on the common premise of the underworld, and it couldn't be connected no matter how you looked at it.

The threat of Getia dissipated, and the invisible guardian of the old man in the mountain disappeared.