The Holy Grail War between me and my sand sculpture group friends

Mu Yi wanted to refute the mysterious heroine X again, but when he heard what the mysterious heroine X said, he still subconsciously glanced at the 'Jorgios' who was cutting at him with the treasure set free.

What he didn't expect was that the person standing opposite him really turned into an old man holding a rusty long sword, and the extremely handsome white horse also became extremely thin. It just came from the liberated Ascalon. The threat disappeared without a trace, and the opponent's slow movement of swinging the sword, Mu Yi just jumped back and dodged.

Was it just a hallucination?

After dodging the attack, Mu Yi looked around again, and found that the hill he was on hadn't cracked an inch at all, and the place he was standing now was still in the middle of the scorched earth that had just been burned with the burning fruit.

"You actually dodged this attack?"

The old man raised his head in surprise, he didn't seem to realize that Mu Yi had discovered the truth of the matter, he frowned, but felt that the development of the plot didn't seem to be satisfactory.

"Forget it, forget it, I know that writer is unreliable, the most powerful knight is not Saint George who can slay dragons, it should be the Sun Knight!"

So, as soon as his words fell, his appearance and the surrounding scenes changed again——

I have posted the setting of this character in the FGO bar before, if you are interested, you can go and have a look

Job: Saber

Real name: Alonso Quijano

Role details:

Alonso Quixano, also known as "Don Quixote de la Manche",

He lives in an era where knights have been extinct for more than a century, but because of the influence of knight novels, he often fantasizes himself as a medieval knight,

Becoming a great knight is the ending he dreamed of while still having a childlike innocence. He embarked on an impossible path for his dream, so he must be a romantic "dream chaser".

Bond Story · [-]:

Height/weight: 186cm·52kg

Source: Don Quixote (Cervantes novel)

Territory: Spain

Attribute: Order · Neutral Gender: Male

A thin old man with a frowning face, but his words and deeds can still be seen as the original gentleman's shadow.

Bond Story II:

He went out to seek adventure as an untitled knight,

After that, I completely lost the sense of reality and sank into the boundless fantasy, treating everything ideally and dealing with everything

Because his good wishes are unrealistic and his tactics are absurd, he runs into walls everywhere, his good intentions are not rewarded, and he almost dies

Chapter 288 Chapter 280 The Four Knights' Way Existing Only in Delusion

Mu Yi found that the sun appeared directly above him at some point, and the old man standing opposite him had also turned into a handsome knight in silver armor.

As for who this Sun Knight is, there is no need to think about it anymore, there is only one knight who can be called this

——That was the Sun Knight Gawain bathed in the noon.

"You rebellious black knight Lancelot, you killed my brother and kidnapped the king's wife, I will not forgive you! Let this morning light judge your crimes!"

Gao Wen, who was transformed from the old man, spoke some inexplicable but ritual words, as if the black knight Lancelot standing opposite him at the moment was really the black knight instead of Mu Yi. The scene is full of contradictions where both humor and chill coexist.

Mu Yi: "Quick, X-sang, tell me who is standing opposite me now?"

Mu Yi didn't respond to the conversation, but stepped back silently and spoke in the live broadcast room at the same time. He still remembered that he saw through the old man's disguise just because of the reminder from the mysterious heroine X, so this time he planned to tell the truth. The trick repeats itself.

Mysterious heroine X: "Hey, why did the Gorilla Gawain suddenly appear in front of you? Where did that old man go?"

MMP, when it comes to critical moments, sand sculpture group friends are not reliable at all!

"You traitor, do you already know your sins, so you plan to apologize with death?"

The transfigured Gao Wen seemed annoyed by Mu Yi's attitude of ignoring him, so he raised the revolving victory sword in his hand and aggressively charged towards Mu Yi.

Although Mu Yi knew that the scene in front of him was mostly an illusion, but this time he had no intention of taking the opponent's attack, because his intuition had already felt the real threat from the long sword swung down by the opponent.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a violent vibration, the small hill under Mu Yi's feet was completely split in two by the transfigured Gao Wen.

——Even if it was an illusion, it would be a bit too exaggerated.

Just when Mu Yi was thinking this way, the small hill that was split open closed up again, to the extent that only a huge crack was split open.

"Wait, what did you little bastard do?"

The transfigured Gao Wen seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of him, so that his voice changed back to the hoarse voice that an old man should have.He never thought that the hill that was split by the Sun Knight could be closed by itself, which didn't fit the knight's story at all.

"I just think...causing that kind of damage is overblown?"

In fact, Mu Yi was a little uncertain why such a thing happened, but from the perspective of consequences, it should have something to do with his thoughts just now.

"Oh! That's nonsense. Nicholas the Barber said that the Sun Knight is the strongest knight. Of course, I also support the Fire Sword Knight, but what Nicholas said is also very reasonable...Listen up , the Fire Sword Knight is so powerful that he can split a demon in half with one sword, how could the Sun Knight who is stronger than him not be able to split a small hill with one sword?"

This old man can't accept Mu Yi's remarks at all. He was like this when he was still in his hometown. He would fight with people on the street for which knight was stronger, but now he is not at all. No change, he was so excited that he dispelled his illusion, and just walked in front of Mu Yi, almost spraying saliva on Mu Yi's face - but he would not do this, because it violated the spirit of chivalry.

"Probably because... Gao Wen's muscle strength is only B+? Even if he triples at noon, I don't think he can smash an entire hill with strength alone. He is not Saitama."

Mu Yi didn't expect that the opponent would end the battle so absurdly, and also get rid of the phantom and swagger into the attack range of his [Killer Queen (Killer Queen)].Although it is easy for Mu Yi to solve this old man now, but Mu Yi decided to chat with him, maybe he can get some useful information.

"Who is that Saitama, is he also a knight?"

Unexpectedly, the old man was really interested. He didn't seem to want to fight Mu Yi anymore. He took his skinny horse from the side, and stood in front of Mu Yi, waiting for Mu Yi to answer his question. question.

"Um, yes..."

In fact, Mu Yi originally wanted to say no, but he suddenly had an idea and replaced Saitama's hero status with a knight, which seemed to make sense, and then he told the old man the story of the replica of the one-punch knight. .

"I didn't expect there to be such a great knight in another world. He is unknown but willing to give. He is really worthy of my study. By the way, this great knight of Saitama, does he have any strong opponents?"

The old man didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with the story at all, instead he looked yearning for it, but the question he asked really stumped Mu Yi.

"no."

Mu Yi really can't think of how strong a person is to be Saitama's rival.

"There is no one who can be called a strong opponent. As expected of a one-punch knight... But it's a pity that I can't experience it with my Noble Phantasm [Just Dream] The knight's life is gone."

The old man sighed, and told Muyi the real name of Liberation of his treasure without hesitation, and also indirectly revealed some of the effects of his treasure.

Mu Yi now understands a little bit, why the other party called him Dulong and Lancelot before, probably because the old man transformed into Giorgios and Gawain, maybe at that time he was in the eyes of this old man It's really Duron and Lancelot.

A knight who likes fantasy, and seems to be a native heroic spirit of the Fate world, his real name should be——

El-Melloi II: "Mu Yi, his real name should be Don Quixote! Now I have some ideas about the identity of the controller of this layer. You should quickly ask Don Quixote if he is a Wisdom Ball Said Guardian."

At this moment, the voice of El-Melloi II rang from Mu Yi's ear, it seemed that he came back from checking the information.

El-Melloi II: "The reason why I asked you to ask this is to let you confirm the nature of this third-tier world. You must know that Don Quixote should be a character in a novel. This novel world is different from the usual According to the common sense, it is impossible to manifest it. And he is standing here now, which shows that there may be servants of writers on this layer, and it is very likely that they are space controllers—— In this third layer, Don Quixote is probably not the only heroic spirit born in the work!"

Bonding Story Three:

〇Delusion: A+

Don Quixote's only inherent skill is to imagine the current situation and enemies into plots in stories and heroes or monsters in mythology.

Although it is an ability that was originally possessed, it is further sublimated here, and can even affect other heroic spirits,

In the eyes of others, what happened at this time was no different from Don Quixote's delusion.

This ability can also be regarded as Don Quixote's explanation for his absurd behavior (laughs)

Bond Story Four:

"The way of chivalry that exists only in delusion"

Grade: A+

Type: Anti-human treasure

A Noble Phantasm that can only be used in the realm of delusion, at this time Don Quixote's attributes will change randomly,

And if the opponent is regarded as a mythical hero or monster, Don Quixote can even use the treasure of the opponent's old enemy.

However, because it is just a pure delusion, the power of the Noble Phantasm is very likely not to be fully restored

Chapter 289 Chapter 280 Five The Writer's Workshop

Swish, swish, swish.

The sound of the pen colliding with the paper echoed in a narrow room, and as the last character on the paper was completed, the man sitting on the chair finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He straightened up slowly, talking to himself while tapping his lower back with his hands.

"Yeah, the companion who seems to be escaping but is actually very reliable, and the elf-like pet who will come to liven up the atmosphere from time to time, all the writing elements that are popular nowadays have been included in it, what should the next plot be? What about creation?"

At first it sounds like this man is troubled by his own work, but if you recall what he said carefully, it is not difficult to think of the situation on Muyi’s side, bringing Don Quixote and Khadgar’s wisdom balls to him. What I said was exactly the same as what he said.

"Actually, there is still a need for a proud and beautiful female companion, well, but let's not pursue this issue for the time being. More importantly, I think there are some problems with the use of the role of Don Quixote... I really do I really want to ask you, although you are both European writers of the same genre, but you, Franz Kafka, is it really okay for you to just randomly add characters created by Cervantes to your works? ?”

Another voice abruptly interrupted the man's thinking, and when he turned around, he saw a short-haired man standing at the door holding a wine glass.

This annoyed him very much, and he remembered that he had clearly warned his companions not to break in at will when he was creating - but this drunkard still came in!

"I can't help it, I don't have any materials, and it's impossible to create on-site in this ghost place! Do you want me to send Mr. K, a land surveyor, or Gore who turned into a bug to be the second male lead! No , don’t even think about it!”

Kafka might have been a little agitated when he spoke, and even his body showed some signs of alienation, but he finally endured it, because it was indeed his fault for this matter, and he really had no face arguing with his own colleague opposite .

"It's you, Alexandre Dumas. I rack my brains to create in this workshop every day. What are you doing? Talking about collecting materials every day, the result is just a reception with a woman!"

But he can't just give in so easily. In fact, his original character should be very restrained, but the innocent monsters in his inherent skills seem to have affected his spirit, making his character unexpectedly extreme.

"It's really a pity if you think so. You are constantly creating and adding raw materials, which is not bad, but I am in charge of cooking. Isn't this the job that was assigned at the beginning?"

Of course, Alexandre Dumas would not be happy to accept the other party's accusation that he didn't do anything, so he refuted it back with a sneer of 'hehe'.

This time Kafka was completely speechless, he could only sit back on the chair in a fit of anger, he couldn't really do anything to Dumas, after all, the workshop can now firmly occupy the third layer of world control The position of the winner still needs Dumas to contribute.

In the final analysis, neither of the two people who worked here was actually at fault. The reason why this workshop seems to be so short-handed now is purely because William Shakespeare and Hans Christian Andersen didn't know where to go.

"Well, you're right, I'm in charge of adding raw materials - so Edmond Dantès' call is complete, I want the famous Count of Monte Cristo to do their next phase The BOSS."

However, Kafka, who was an insurance company office worker before him, was still a little impatient with this sloppy French writer. He asked this question just to see if Dumas was lazy.

"Didn't you agree to be King Lear?"

Dumas was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this Austrian writer who was born in the insurance industry was not so honest anymore, but luckily he was well prepared.

"Then I have to be able to find Shakespeare first. When he and Andersen ran out, they didn't prepare the spell to summon the heroic spirit in advance! Well, don't you say that you are not lazy, Earl, why is Shanshan late? Is he still holding his underground reception?"

Among the four writers who were summoned, Kafka was the last one according to the time he was born, so he would often suffer a little from the other three writers for this reason, but this time he saw that maybe he could Got back a little bit.

"Who said I didn't call, you come out and have a look?"

However, Kafka's expectations were doomed to fail. He followed Dumas' footsteps out of the study room, and saw a wounded man in the spacious hall surrounded by beauties.

Part of the man's body was wrapped in bandages, and the rest was covered with a black coat.In stark contrast to his black coat was his skin and hair, which showed a sickly bluish white.

And under the coat, one can vaguely see the luxurious clothes worn by nobles, but some scorched traces can be seen on the corners of the luxurious clothes.

— This man is Edmond Dantès.

Kafka confirmed this at the first sight of him. Although he was not interested in Dumas after meeting Dumas himself, he had read Dumas' "The Count of Monte Cristo" before his death. The man in front of him is exactly the same as the protagonist of the story.

Although he was not convinced, it was true that he lost again this time. Kafka finally shook his head and walked back to his narrow study.

"So, let's start writing the next story."

...

"Guardian? That's right. When I was summoned here, there was a voice in my head telling me to make me a knight and let me patrol this area. Who would doubt such a good thing?"

Don Quixote shook his head, and continued talking with Muyi as if showing off.

"When the true story of my world-famous feat is published in the future, the writer will certainly write of my canonization and dutiful patrol like this, 'The red-gold Apollo has just turned his golden hair Scattered on the vast ground, colorful birds were singing. At this time, Don Quixote, the canonized knight of destiny, gave up the quill pen that he had not used for many years, stepped on the famous horse Rocinandro, and began to walk on the ancient and On the familiar field of Montiel.'”

While talking, he also took his old and thin white horse from one side, and Mu Yi speculated that this horse should be called Rocinanto.

"Oh, by the way, you don't know that my horse is called Rocinando?"

Obviously, Mu Yi guessed right.