Artoria the Big Liar

Immediately afterwards, the puppet seemed to be connected by high-voltage wires, and the dark red thunder kept bombarding the shell.After a series of crackling electric shocks, the puppet lost all its camouflage, revealing its original body image.Not only was the head and arms ripped off, but the chest was also crushed by force, and the whole body was scorched black from the electric shock.

Throwing the doll's head and arms aside, and kicking the main body of the doll away, Mordred looked up at the dimensional demon floating in the air, negotiating in her style.

"On this level? Dimensional Devil, the quality of your dolls is really bad. Do you want to find a special puppet maker and order some good ones from them? To be honest, if these dolls sell to fleas In the market, I am afraid it will take a long time to sell it. If the price is a little higher, no one will buy it at all, and it will be thrown into their hands! These rubbish are nothing more, the dolls you parasitized are better after all? Why, you Does your master not care about you at all, and doesn't even give you something slightly better?"

As he spoke, Mordred opened his arms, showing off his armor, his tone mocking to the extreme.

"Look at me. I'm an artificial human made by my mother. Who doesn't know that? You should know about the age of the father! But what about the artificial man? The father still loves me so much, and the best Give me everything! Look at this armor, take a good look at this armor! Isn't it great? Even Lancelot's Arondette and Gawain's Galatin can't cut through it! Only The word 'invincible' can describe it! But you don't know it? Surely you don't know it! This armor was given to me by my father! At that time, I was still young and didn't understand anything. Looking at the new armor of the knights is very Beautiful, I want to have one for myself. Normal parents will refuse, right? Children will grow up, and the armor will soon be unwearable-but ah, father, she actually gave me this armor, which can be used with me Blending into one body, no matter how tall you grow in the future, it will be revealed!"

Mordred paused, his eyes fixed on the dimensional demon in the sky.

At this time, the witch suddenly touched me with her elbow, and whispered in my ear: "That guy in the air is about to be blown up by Mordred, and that guy's loyalty has been shaken. Mordred De is quite powerful, I said something similar that night. Did you teach this method?"

"No, it's the style Mordred summed up by himself."

The witch just smiled lightly, and stopped talking.

This is not persuasion, it is clearly an insult to the personality of the dimensional demon from top to bottom, from the inside out.

Even though he didn't say a single dirty word, it sounded extremely irritating. This was one of Mordred's talents.

The dimensional demon in mid-air remained silent, and Mordred decided to continue the "negotiation".

Well, it's a very Mordred-style "negotiation".

"You must not know how powerful my father is! She designed a new type of armor herself! She named it 'Suzheng Plate Armor'! The Romans' plank armor was too weak, but the new type of armor was ridiculously strong! Not only for bows and arrows Immune to steel swords and swords, even the ballista on the city wall can only dent a piece of plate armor! These armors are gifts from the father to every soldier who participated in the battle! Even ordinary soldiers are treated like this, Or you can simply surrender to us! This is not a shame at all, our conditions are very good, and even allow the group of Norse barbarians to keep their beliefs! Although you are very weak, the dolls you make are even weaker, But at any rate, it is a puppet, which can solve a lot of troubles, as long as you surrender, the father will definitely not miss your treatment!"

After listening to Mordred's words, I couldn't help being amused by Mordred.

She not only insulted the Dimension Demon, but also insulted the Dimension Demon's master, mocking it for being petty, despicable, and petty.

Yes, I was really amused.If it was before, I kept saying "I am King Arthur" and "I am King Arthur" in my heart, and said it dozens of times silently, and I should be able to suppress this kind of laughter.But after coming to this era, I really couldn't suppress it.

So much so that I couldn't help cooperating with Mordred at this time.

"...Yes, what Mordred said is right. Nameless dimensional demon, if you really want to come among us, I promise I won't treat you badly. I don't have many advantages, 'fairness' is One of the rare ones. When I went out to fight, I ate and lived with the soldiers, and at most I was the first to cook food from the cauldron. So, even as the king of Albion, on the way back from Rome, I I only ate meat in Ravenna, and drank some broth at most other times. Because before that, the logistics cannot guarantee that everyone can eat meat. Since I have the right to choose, it is natural to leave the meat for the hardest, The most dangerous frontlines and shock troops—if you don't believe me, you can ask your master if what I say is true."

My military strategy is not very good, because I am only an ordinary person, not a tactical genius, and the way to win is to disintegrate the alliance and turn the enemy's army.If it is necessary to initiate a campaign, it is only in the form of fortified camps and dull battles to minimize our losses and ensure smooth logistics. There is neither Napoleon's superb strategy nor Iskandar's adaptability.

At first, I thought it was very difficult to manage the war.But when I actually participated in the war, many things were not as difficult as I thought.As long as I did all the things I had to do, in that era and in that kind of Europe, I could already achieve continuous victories.

Testimonials

As the title says, this book is about to hit the shelves.

Life is ups and downs, ups and downs, going round and round, back and forth, and finally returned to this time many years ago.At that time, I anxiously sent out my testimonials in "The Realm of Karma", not asking for good grades, but hoping that what I wrote would be liked and recognized by everyone.Even though I kept falling down and getting up again and again, to this day, my goal is still the same as before, to be liked and recognized by everyone.

It is unavoidable for most of the novels to be put on the shelves. After all, everyone hopes that their hard work will be rewarded.Now, unlike in the past, online novels are gradually declining under the impact of mobile games and short videos, and it is difficult to see a greater improvement.There are fewer and fewer authors who can continue to write novels, and fewer and fewer authors who can still maintain their love for writing novels.

Although I am suspected of boasting, I sincerely feel that I am this type of author myself.No matter how unsatisfactory the real life is, no matter how the disease tortures my body, I still feel this way.Even though I know that my situation is difficult to adapt to the update rhythm of web articles, even if I know that I have no way to guarantee anything, I still feel so.

That's all the thoughts... It's very stream-of-consciousness, but it's really what I think.

So, it's time to talk about the practical stuff.

To be able to return to the current situation, I consider myself quite lucky.

It's not to sell misery, but to state the facts that have already happened.The readers in the book group also know those things.

As a result, I really didn't have the ability to add updates. I didn't even think about offering a reward for this book at the beginning, because I knew it was impossible for me to do it.Promising what you can't do, you can force yourself to find a way to achieve it-just like Artoria, but for me, I really can't afford the corresponding price.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I really can't say anything other than an apology.

Well... But there are still some updates. Although there is only one chapter and the number of words is not too many (in the early 4K), there are still some.

Thank you very much for your support, especially Bede who opened the gold box, and Mr. Qin who opened the silver box. Thank you very much.

The above is my testimonials.

Chapter 25: The So-Called Magician (Part 4 [-]K)

Words are powerful.Words alone can turn friends into enemies and enemies into friends.

While the self-proclaimed Dimensional Demon didn't become a friend, she was clearly shaken.

Not only it, but even its master was shaken, feeling that this dimensional demon was disloyal.

After all, loyalty is relative and equal.Disloyalty is the norm when people find that they have no reason to be loyal.So, in order to avoid the risk of rebellion by the dimensional demon, it was ordered to return.

It didn't say anything, just opened a space crack from it, and returned to the field where it should be.

Mordred wanted to continue the attack, but seeing that I had neither spoken nor expressed anything in particular, he let it go.Otherwise, the thunder released by Mordred alone would not be something that dimensional demon could easily bear—the title of dimensional demon is just a superficial intimidation.

Of course the dimensional demon in anger doesn't understand, but the existence that manipulates it will understand - I'm just showing my position by doing this.We are not in the same camp as Katagiri Rie, because the dimensional demon attacked us with puppets, and that existence did not respond, so we adopted a default hostile attitude. These are what I said before.

As for whether the behind-the-scenes will be small-minded and hold grudges against us, that's beyond my consideration.

After all, Rie Katagiri, who was the person involved, just watched the Dimensional Demon leave without doing anything.

The barrier is gradually weakening, and it only takes a few minutes for it to dissolve by itself without harming anyone inside the barrier.In addition, the puppet on the ground also suddenly disappeared, and all traces of this incident disappeared—it seemed that the behind-the-scenes person was not an unreasonable existence, at least not a lunatic who only knew destruction and destruction.

"Yuya-san and Matori-san are really eloquent. You can do this without force." Rie Katagiri smiled lightly, but there was no smile in it, but the hostility and vigilance in the light blue eyes. real.

A very standard magician smile shows that Katagiri Rie is also a very standard magician.

Playing with mystery will make people's consciousness abnormal.Lack of communication will make people withdrawn mentally.The group of magicians has both, so they are basically taciturn, calculating and crazy guys.Such people are like inferior predators, instinctively tense and wary in the face of stronger and bigger predators.Especially after being invaded into the comfort zone, it is even more obvious, and sometimes it will directly enter a state of madness.It's almost "psychopathic".

These are all human emotions...but they are only human emotions, and I feel that there is no need to accommodate.

After a slight pause, I responded——

"It's not that you don't use force, but that you can use means other than force to force the opponent to submit when you have the force far surpassing the opponent. Moreover, Mordred did use force just now and destroyed the puppet imitating King Arthur. Then Afterwards, the dimensional demon, and the master behind it, made the move to retreat after a risk assessment and profit calculation."

"However, being able to pierce a thorn in the heart of a dimensional demon is something I can't imagine at all." Rie Katagiri's voice carried a trace of uneasiness that was difficult for ordinary people to detect. "I thought that these dimensional demons had no emotion or reason at all, and those frivolous and arrogant attitudes were just a disguise."

"So, Ms. Katagiri Rie, is that really a dimensional demon?"

I don't call her teacher status, but I hope she can be honest with me as a magician.

However, she was completely unaware of this, talking about confusing concepts and specious things.

"It is indeed a dimensional demon. The so-called demon itself is linked to human emotions and cognition. I hate it, so it seems to me like a mass of rotten meat floating in the air... in the three From the students' point of view, what does that dimensional demon look like?"

"A white angel." What I didn't expect was that the witch directly responded to Rie Katagiri's question: "The main body is a huge eyeball, and there are two pairs of white wings growing behind the eyeball. It is as red as blood. Three halos surround it like flames. It is similar to the image in the scriptures, and it makes people sick to look at."

"I didn't expect it to be an angel..." Rie Katagiri has indeed studied a lot about occultism.

Then, she looked at Mordred, hoping that Mordred could also answer.

If it was before, Mordred would look at me and ask if I should answer.

But this time, she seemed to have forgotten.

"A tree with unknown flowers growing on it... The flowers are pink and cover the whole tree, and there are no leaves on it. It looks pretty, but I don't know why, I always feel a little sad..."

"That's the cherry blossoms." Rie Katagiri gave the answer.

"That's right! It's the cherry blossoms! Well...it's the cherry blossoms, yes..."

I frowned slightly - why is it cherry blossoms?There are no cherry blossom trees in Britain, logically speaking, she would not be disgusted.

And the cherry tree is a tree that is ubiquitous in this island nation.When the time reaches the end of April, the cherry blossom trees will form a beautiful sea of ​​flowers.People go to the suburbs during this season to go outing with their relatives, friends and lovers, and enjoy the rare beauty.This has almost become a cultural feature of Japan, so that people all over the world will subconsciously regard the cherry blossom as the national flower of Japan instead of the chrysanthemum.

I didn't have time to think more, Katagiri Rie looked at me.

"Where is Youya? What did you see?"

"A person..." After thinking about it, I decided to blur some details: "A woman in a dark purple dress. Her face is covered by a dark blue mask, I don't know who it is...I have never seen it Such a woman."

I said it very deliberately.Everyone should be able to hear it, and I don't want to disclose more information.

Mordred reacted, and after she glanced at me, she lowered her head in shame, as if she knew she had made a mistake.

The witch frowned slightly, and looked at Katagiri Rie with disgust—after all, she really has the ability to read minds.After hearing that I deliberately concealed it, the feelings in Katagiri Rie's heart must have changed.

The witch held her head high, quite arrogant, and her tone of voice was full of dissatisfaction: "Teacher, it's time to explain what's going on now, right? The three of us were completely kept in the dark!"

"Cough... what do you want to know?"

"You should already know the identities of the three of us through the words of that demon—yes, Aria is Artoria, Matori is Mordred, and Jeanne... is Jeanna. The legend and the reality are not consistent, you should be very clear as a magician. So, at least myself, I really want to know who you are, otherwise this is not fair at all, and it is not conducive to the follow-up communication, right? "

I didn't stop, I didn't interrupt.

The ability to read minds is very powerful, and the work of inquiry can indeed be handed over to the witch.

"My name is Christine Inglina, a very common name." Rie Katagiri said quickly, she did not intend to lie about the name. "You are right, I am a magician. I am good at dimensional magic, which is to communicate with the existence of different universes and try to use their power to serve myself. Once, my magic experiment was messed up, and it caused trouble. The existence that should be provoked is targeted. The dimensional demon just now is the servant of that existence."

The corner of the witch's mouth curled up, looking extremely ironic: "It's really vague... Teacher, if you really don't want to say it, why don't you say it? There's no point in misleading us here. After all, we still have ourselves I helped you this time, but it was only because of the relationship between teachers and students!"

"It's like this... The so-called different universe is a universe that is connected to our current universe. This is not a parallel universe, but a place with completely different basic components, and even the basic mathematics - I have observed it before The result of adding a prime number 107 to a prime number 2339 will definitely be adjusted to a universe of 2531. The existence there is beyond human comprehension, whether there is logic or not is a matter of opinion..."

The more I listened, the deeper my frown became.

This is not only an irrelevant answer, but also deliberately misleading.

It seems that she still regards us as students who don't understand anything, rather than living people who came here from ancient times.Or, she would rather believe that we are students than dare to have any idea that people from ancient times came to modern times.

If there is no honesty in the communication, then the communication itself is a waste of time.

So, I rudely interrupted her.

"Teacher, please tell the truth."

"It's the truth? Anyway, that's how I feel. I'm not a particularly powerful magician myself, and I know a lot of knowledge from old books handed down from my family. And I just explained it? Classmate Ya, is it really necessary to be so anxious?"

Then there is nothing to say.

I looked at Mordred and the witch, and said to them: "This enchantment is about to dissipate, Matori, Jeanna, it's time for us to meet Yoshikawa-san. Although there is only one person left, time is left It's been three days, it's not worth wasting on this kind of thing."

"I said, teacher, you underestimate us, don't you?" Sneering, the witch satirized Katagiri Rie in an extremely frivolous tone. "What are you thinking in your heart? Do you really think we can't figure it out? Do you really think that dimensional demon is telling lies? Or, you don't even want to believe Mordred's fighting power just now?" Dun After a while, she took my arm skillfully, and it became a habit. "Well... let's talk about it when we have a chance. But if there is a next time, whether we will help you or not, then let's talk about it? We helped you with good intentions, but we were treated like this... tsk tsk, let's forget it !"

"Jeanna, there's no need to say anything more. She knows the consequences of her actions." I said flatly, "In the end, it's just a temporary teacher-student relationship, and the teacher's identity is just her role as a magician." A pretense, she has never regarded herself as a teacher. Since she chose to hide, no matter how we ask, she will only avoid the important ones. As a result, all we get is misleading information-it is better not to know, We'll find out for ourselves."

After finishing speaking, we cast a cold glance at Rie Katagiri, and the three of us left the rooftop of the office building.

Just as he was about to go down the stairs, Mordred suddenly stopped and said: "Sure enough, there is basically nothing good about the existence of a magician! He is ungrateful and shameless. It's you magicians! Nine out of ten of you guys hanged, and one of you leaked!"

It seems that Mordred scolded not only Katagiri Rie, but also others.

Could it be Merlin?After all, because Merlin suggested that I remove all children born in Britain on a certain day to prevent the destruction of Britain.Because of this incident, Mordred has a very bad attitude towards Merlin, and has always called her a "witch".

Maybe it was yesterday morning, what happened to her?In any case, I can only find a suitable opportunity to ask her.

The office building has three floors and no elevators.The three of us walked down step by step. When we reached the door, the barrier had disappeared, and time finally flowed normally.

According to the previous agreement, we met Yoshikawa Qingcheng at the school gate.

This sullen freshman boy had already put on his schoolbag and seemed to be about to leave school.

Seeing me coming, he raised his eyebrows, and finally there was some change in those dead fish eyes that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"I didn't believe it when I heard it, but now, the reality has given me a hard blow, so I have to believe it...Minister, your girlfriend is so beautiful, it is no problem to be the cover girl of any magazine. And It seems that your complexion has improved a lot, and having a girlfriend is just different... What an enviable life."

I glanced at the witch.Not only did the woman not feel ashamed, but she raised her head proudly.It seemed to her that Yoshikawa Aoshige's words were a compliment and a compliment—this also proved that although his complexion was bad, his expression management was not good, and his words and sentences were messed up, Yoshikawa Aoshige was really praising the witch. No emotional impurities at all.

"...The complexion is better because of the makeup. It's just ordinary light makeup."

"Did your girlfriend draw it?" Yoshikawa Qingcheng asked.

"That's right, I drew it!" The witch immediately agreed, as if she was worried that I would deny the word "girlfriend". "Well, doesn't it look better?"

"Well, it's indeed a lot better. When I met the minister before, I always felt bitter and bitter. Now it's much better, and it doesn't look so serious." After a pause, Yoshikawa Qingcheng chuckled again Said: "To be honest, I can't bear this feeling. It's worse than listening to the teacher's lecture, and it's almost the same as the old man sternly lecturing. It's better like this."

After hearing these words, the witch became even more proud, her golden pupils shone brightly, and a smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, she was extremely happy.

Because these words are not only praising her makeup skills, but also praising the "potion" she concocted.

I exhaled lightly, and said with a little helplessness: "Okay, it's time to get down to business. Mr. Yoshikawa, how is your contact?"

(Chapter 2 is regularly released in the old time)

Chapter 26: Everyone Has Their Own Secret (Second 5K)

Hearing my question, Yoshikawa Aonari took out two folded papers from his pocket.