Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

Winter nights come extremely early, and it has already turned into late night at six or seven in the afternoon.

At the same time, this also represents the time when magicians can be active.

Therefore, Shirou Emiya and the others who had just formed an alliance during the day were...

Make up homework.

"Work hard! I promised Kiritsugu that I will guide you well, so even if the school is bombed, I will supervise you to complete your homework!"

A voice full of energy came from Emiya's house, and just by hearing the words, you could feel that he was a person with a sense of familiarity and ease that was far beyond ordinary people.

This overly lively lady is Emiya Kiritsugu's friend, Mr. Fujimura, who is known as the "Tiger of Fuyuki".

On the table next to her, Emiya Shirou, Tohsaka Rin and Illya were all immersed in writing.

"Why...do I have to study with them?" Illya's expression collapsed.

Although she is an adult mentally, Illya can only study in the junior high school due to physical reasons.

This is because Illya's homework level is indeed up to standard before she is allowed to skip a grade. Otherwise, she will have no choice but to hang out with those little girls in elementary school. However, because Japan has strict policy restrictions on skipping grades, the most Illya can do is Jumping to junior high school is the limit.

"Huh? Illya, I heard from my friend that you haven't gone to class for several days in a row. This is not good. You are still very young, how can you not study hard?"

Listening to Fujimura's chatter, Illya looked dull. She was still wearing the school uniform, a brown vest, a white shirt, a small red tie, and a long skirt for easy movement.

This school uniform was originally designed to bring out the sense of maturity of a girl as she moves towards adulthood. However, because Illya's body is too petite, wearing it this way makes her look like a child who has unauthorizedly matched herself with mature clothes to show off her self. The cuteness that has grown up.

"It's just that I haven't gone to school for a few days, and my grades are not bad."

Illya was still muttering, while looking fiercely at Emiya Shirou and Tohsaka Rin. In her opinion, it was because of these two guys that this annoying guy Fujimura was recruited into the house.

"What are you muttering about again?!"

Fujimura suddenly rushed in front of Illya, reached out and grabbed her face, and began to rub it non-stop.

"Damn it, why does it feel so good and how can your skin be so tender? What brand of facial cleanser do you use, or is it just like this? Damn it, after all, youth is the most precious wealth..."

"Ahhhhh!"

Illya struggled angrily in the face of Teacher Fujimura's ravage. Unfortunately, her short arms could not compete with an adult like Fujimura.

Looking at the noisy two people, Emiya Shirou and Tohsaka Rin sighed helplessly. They didn't expect that such an item was missed in all the calculations.

The other party does have good intentions, so it is not suitable to use hints to Fujimura to drive her away.

Of course, apart from these reasons, the most important thing is that there seems to be a little problem with the strongest combat power on our side.

Emiya Shirou and Tohsaka Rin looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then looked vaguely at Zheng Shu, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and Medusa beside him.

Compared to usual, Medusa still looked expressionless, but several people who had been with her for a few days felt very clearly that her mood seemed to have changed slightly today.

At least he has been following Zheng Shu since he came back from the Medusa inspection, and he refused to leave no matter where he went.

Zheng Shu glanced at Medusa who was leaning closely beside him, hesitated for a moment, and did not ask why she became like this.

After all, Zheng Shu knew very well that although Medusa seemed to have no independent opinions, she also seemed timid and cautious in front of her two sisters.

But in fact, although Stheno and Euryale are "perfect" goddesses, they are completely immortal.

However, because they are the embodiment of male longings and are goddesses born into the world as "idols", their appearance will not change from the time they were born until they are destroyed.

However, the price of eternal youth is to be the most delicate existence in the world, to become an eternal girl who has neither fighting power nor hunger, and cannot survive without someone's care. This is the "divine core" of the three Gorgon sisters.

Therefore, in order to protect her two sisters, Medusa, an imperfect goddess, took up weapons and gave birth to the magic eye that can petrify enemies.

Of course, as gods, Stheno and Euryale are weak compared to other gods.

However, it can also be seen from this aspect that Medusa is actually very firm and determined, and she is also very independent in some important matters. If she does not want to say it, it means that this matter is not in Medusa's hands. It was not appropriate for Sha to let herself know in her judgment.

Zheng Shu knew this very well, so he had no intention of forcing Medusa to tell her what she had encountered.

So, in such a strange and meaningful atmosphere, the first night of this alliance came to an end with the theme of masters making up lessons.

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In a corner of a small izakaya in Fuyuki City, there was a pair of people with different looks.

They had obviously been in this izakaya for more than an hour, but they still communicated in a slightly silent language and cheerfully drank beer glasses.

One person looked to be over twenty years old and was a strong man. Everyone who saw him would marvel at his obviously well-trained body.

His nationality is not clear. He looks like a Japanese, but it wouldn’t be surprising to say he is from the Middle East or South America. His face has deep contours and his skin is tanned and light-black. Reveals a healthy glow.

The customer on the other side is more conspicuous. He is not too tall, but he does not look too thin, and his skin is slightly brown. The most dazzling thing is his short white hair.

There is always a vicissitudes of smile on his face, making it difficult for people to judge his age. However, when everyone sees him, that smile will remind them of their grandfather or grandmother.

Yes, this smile is probably so tolerant.

"Cheers!" the strong man said, picking up a new bottle of beer and pouring it into his glass.

"Oh!" The white-haired man also replied and clinked the wine glasses.

The image of the two people can be considered eye-catching, but young foreigners are not uncommon in this city, especially in recent times, the number of foreign tourists coming to visit has increased significantly.

Therefore, during this period of time, the people of Fuyuki City have become somewhat normal about such things.

But even so, people will still look at them from time to time. If you want to ask the reason, it is probably because of the atmosphere between these two people.

"This kind of Japanese wine is really interesting. This kind of touch through the throat... is really good. It is much better than the wine I have drunk before."

"Although the birthplace of Pilsner beer is not Japan but Europe. Also, the feeling you mentioned is called 'throat entry'. Remember it." The white-haired man said with a smile.

"That's it, it really goes down your throat!" The strong man nodded with clear eyes, and then drank the beer in his hand in one gulp.

As the number of empty beer bottles increased, the number of side dishes ordered also naturally increased, and the expressions on both of them were bright and full of life, looking very dazzling.

Seeing the fiery atmosphere between the two of them, one could tell at a glance that this was a gathering of two very good friends. Even the owner of the izakaya remembered these two friends in particular, and every time after that night Whenever guests come, he will mention it whenever he has the opportunity. Even though they are very young, being able to enjoy life like that is already considered a talent.

But precisely because of this, such a lively and cheerful atmosphere is so strong that it forms a kind of invisible isolation circle, so that surrounding tourists can only watch and dare not approach.

"I didn't expect that cities now have become so big, and there are many people in buildings. It's also very interesting. Although I was a little overwhelmed when using a moving iron box for the first time, it became more and more interesting after I got used to it. It’s getting more and more interesting, and there’s that…”

"that?"

"Yes, that's the iron dragon underground." The strong man said seriously.

The lively atmosphere was stagnant for a moment. If anyone was paying attention, they would have noticed the strange gap. However, both the part-time clerk and the owner of the izakaya were distracted by unknown factors.

"It's the subway." The white-haired boy laughed.

"That's it. That one is really great. It looks like a station or something. It feels like a dragon's lair."

"Ah hahaha! It's an interesting description, but if it's a dragon's lair, there shouldn't be anyone coming and going in it."

"That's true."

The strong man smiled heartily and nonchalantly, a smile that made people think he had a frank personality and was loved by others.

"Compared with the evil dragon that caused so much trouble in the world in King Fereydun's time, the modern iron dragon is really much gentler. After all, it will not digest people when they are put into its stomach, but will vomit them up. come out."

"Yeah, after all, the subway doesn't eat people."

Nodding, the white-haired man took a bite of the freshly fried chicken nuggets. Feeling the delicious taste brought by the fat, he took a few sips of the large beer next to him with satisfaction.

"After all, whether it's above ground or underground, the convenience of transportation should be a characteristic of this city."

"Listen to what you mean, wasn't it like this in the city you lived in before?" The strong man drank a whole bottle of beer boldly.

"It depends on the situation. Some cities develop more slowly, so they won't be as smooth as here."

As he spoke, the white-haired man's eyes slightly turned away from the man in front of him, as if he was remembering the past and a certain place he spent in his hometown.

"But there are advantages to big cities. After all, the beer tastes great and tastes great." The white-haired man smiled.

"The same goes for the food, long live the izakaya!" The strong man also laughed.

The two raised their glasses in tacit understanding and drank the remaining beer.

"What a pity, Shiro. I wish you were my master."

"This is not a complaint that fits the status of a 'big hero'. Besides, isn't it the same when we work together now, Archer?"

"Hahahaha, that's true. It makes me motivated again."

"What do you mean? Do you mean you want another beer?"

"That would be great!"

"Ah, clerk, I want a refill, two more large beers!"

"What a great guy. You can be so bold and bold in the war. I really like you more and more."

Facing Archer's compliment, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada just raised his glass to express his gratitude, and then drank all the wine that was just served to him.

"It's a really good wine, and it looks like it." Amakusa Shirou Tokisada thought in the "corner" of his mind.

He once stayed in Germany for a while, and the izakaya was no different from the first floor of the Hofbräuhaus in Munich. The wine and food were both good, and the drunken people's noises and disturbing looks were quite similar. The only difference was that they were spacious. It’s just the degree and the music.

After all, in an environment like an izakaya, it is still too difficult to ask the orchestra to play a toast song.

At this moment, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada was once again convinced that no matter which city it was, it was the same, no matter which city or country it was, there was no complete foreign land in this world.

He has traveled to many countries in various identities, seen many things, passed many people, seen many children, and also seen many deaths.

Likewise, those dangerous worlds also exist.

The sound of flesh being penetrated, the sound of flesh being torn apart, gunshots, explosions, roars, knives, guns, anger, resentment, jealousy.

People are being devoured by killing every moment. No matter who they are, they may die in the next moment. Some people are eaten by the cruel world, but most people just pretend not to see it.

The difference between here and hell is just the location where we stand, which is just a slight difference in coordinates on the planet.

Thinking of this, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's originally bright pupils were filled with a hint of haze.

Perhaps it was because the person in front of him was too cheerful, but a few things that he usually didn't deliberately think of suddenly came into his mind.

I really envy Archer for being able to maintain such a happy and cheerful mood all the time.

"I also hope that all humans in the world can maintain such happiness."

After confirming his will in his heart, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada suddenly woke up.

He looked up at the brown-skinned Archer in front of him, and found that the other person's black pupils without any shadow were staring at him.

"Sorry..." At some point, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada took the initiative to apologize.

"Hahaha, why are you apologizing suddenly? I should be thanking you. The only problem with you is that you are still very young, but you have seen too many bad things. I really want to see it now. What have you seen so far? world." Archer raised his glass again and drank.

Although Archer didn't show any strange emotions, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada still showed a helpless smile - he was completely seen through.

It stands to reason that his life experience is rich enough, and he is quite confident in his insight into people's hearts. However, this infuriatingly sharp servant in front of him is still facing a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through the heart. Somewhat overwhelming.

If it were based on myths and legends, I should be a little older now. After all, the other person ended his life just after turning twenty, but now he seems to be more mature.

And although he is very mature, the other person's mind seems to be so clear, but it may be because his mind is too clear, so he can see the shadows more clearly.

With a clear mind and considerate personality, coupled with a shockingly powerful force, it is no exaggeration to say that the man in front of him may be synonymous with "hero".

Even Amakusa Shiro Tokisada had to admit that he really couldn't compare to him in this aspect.

"It seems that I am indeed a little drunk, and I would think about so many messy things." Amakusa Shirou Tokisada touched his forehead and showed a smile.

Then, as if he remembered something, he raised his head and looked at Archer in front of him.

Archer's movements are still so sharp and decisive, without any unnecessary behavior. Even if he is just drinking, he can still see the professionalism of a top archer.

This guy...can't get drunk?

The two of them drank a lot of wine in the previous hour, especially Archer in front of them. He didn't have any free time at all and kept drinking heavily. Whether it was beer or liquor, he drank them all. .

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada also understands it very well. After all, in Archer's era, the taste of alcohol would probably be quite indescribable, so when faced with such a fine wine, he would naturally exude affection without hesitation.

"Even if I drink the wine of the gods, I will not get drunk."

As if sensing Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's emotions, Archer showed a generous smile again.

"What an amazing body."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada smiled and shook his head, but this was natural, after all, the man in front of him could shoot arrows that shattered the stars.

You must know that among countless heroes, there are countless who can shoot down stars, but there is only one who can break stars. Even his abnormally strong body is written into his inherent skills.

"It seems that I am really a little drunk, and I would actually get into a fight over such a trivial matter."

His eyes became clear for a moment, and Amakusa Shiro Tokisada stood up from his seat: "Well, it's almost time."

"I'm looking forward to it." Archer calmly drank the last drop of wine.

(PS: It’s still Kawen. Kawen is in a state of ecstasy. In fact, the big scene has been planned out, but it’s stuck on how to turn it around. Let me sort it out again.

By the way, there seems to be double monthly votes at the end of this month. Readers can save their monthly votes until the end of the month and vote again. )