hero?it must be me

As the chain of resentment slid on the ground, Zheng Qi looked at the remaining left arm.

"...It's numb, I forgot that the servant seems to be the soul body in essence."

Zheng Qi muttered.

Being bound by the chain of resentment does not mean that cutting off the place where it is bound can solve the trouble. If it can be dealt with so easily, the chain of resentment will not become the bastard equipment that those output heroes hate.

Zheng Qi basically didn't understand these magic principles, but the magic book told him the essence of the chain of resentment in a relatively simple way.

It can indeed be regarded as a Noble Phantasm of Karma.

And what it binds is the soul of the target.

Of course, even against soulless targets, its causality-like sure-hit performance, as well as its sturdiness, are still very useful.

Anyway, Tristan can escape, that's the problem.

The summoned Servant Heroic Spirits seem to be the result of the materialization of souls in nature.

Therefore, Tristan seems to have cut off his left arm, but in fact, it is equivalent to abandoning this part of the soul held by the chains of resentment.

He doesn't have the ability to manipulate the soul. Originally, he couldn't do this kind of splitting of the soul, but the power of the chain of resentment is too special, coupled with the particularity of the servant itself...

Neither Zheng Qi nor Mo Dian actually expected this to happen.

but--

"He didn't pay the price."

The magic book lying on top of Zheng Qi's head stomped on Zheng Qi's hair with a meat pad.

"Unless he can find a way to make up for the lack of soul, until he returns to the so-called Seat of Heroes, he will lose a left arm. Only by replenishing magic power or some healing spells, although other injuries on his body can be repaired, it is absolutely impossible. Make up for the vacancy in the left arm."

"Using the terms of their world, it is not an exaggeration to understand this as a lack of [concept]."

"And, this thing..."

Magic Code looked at the part of the left arm carried by Zheng Qi, leaned back a little disgusted, and then raised the long furry tail a little further away.

I saw that the half of the left arm suddenly turned into a ball of debris, which was blown away by Zheng Qi's tumbling heat wave.

"Well, it's enough to buy a lot of potions. The existence of these servants makes them like the essence of thoughts that can walk-after all, they are the so-called [traces of human history]."

"You talk like I should eat them."

Zheng Qi raised his eyes helplessly.

"If you got the power of Kogas at that time, I would recommend you so."

"Then it's free..."

Zheng Qi shook his head and put away the chain.

He glanced in the direction Tristan was fleeing from.

19 more.

My mother said that when you are away from home, keep your word and keep your word.

He remembers it.

Immediately, Zheng Qi turned around.

"By the way, is there something in that guy's body? Every time I hit the Grip of Indestructibility, I always feel that the energy I get back is a bit strange."

"It seems to be some kind of [blessing]."

Hearing the words of the magic code, the frequency of tail shaking suddenly increased.

After a moment of silence, she seemed to have decided on something and spoke on the head of Zheng Qi who was walking.

"Perhaps, we should ask that servant named Da Vinci, and she should have discovered something too."

Chapter 327 Chapter 27: I'm sorry for looking fierce

When Zheng Qi saw Li Xiang and the others, the scene was a little strange.

He noticed from a distance that those fugitives gathered together, not with Lixiang and the others.

If you really want to say it, it looks more like a confrontation.

No.

They are indeed confronting each other.

"What are you doing?"

At the moment when the atmosphere between the two parties was so tense, Zheng Qi's voice and Zheng Qi's figure seemed to make both sides feel as if they had found their backbone.

Many people in the group of fugitives showed expressions of surprise the moment they saw Zheng Qi.

As for Lixiang's words...

"Big brother!"

Li Xiang waved to Zheng Qi.

Seeing this scene, the fugitives suddenly became a little nervous again.

Zheng Qi glanced at the fugitives, then walked straight towards Lixiang and the others.

"what happened?"

"I'm afraid it's because of me..."

Ma Xiu was a little depressed, she explained to Zheng Qi apologetically: "After they saw me, they acted very...pretty..."

It's more than just being on guard.

Zheng Qi could see clearly.

The eyes of those refugees looking at Matthew contained both fear and hatred, and the colors were so strong that it was difficult for people not to notice.

He immediately remembered that Nitocris seemed to have targeted Mash before.

So, is it because of the equipment style?

Knights of the Holy City...

"It seems that these fugitives were misunderstood because of the style of the equipment and the characteristics of the appearance."

Da Vinci's conclusion is consistent with Zheng Qi's consideration.

She looked at Zheng Qi: "However, it really deserves to be you, Zheng Qi."

"It actually repelled that unknown follower unharmed."

"No, no, didn't you say Mr. Zheng Qi is not a follower?"

Roman's surprised voice came from the communication: "What's the matter with repelling the servants with that kind of energy reaction without any injuries? It turns out that you said that Zheng Qi suppressed the Sphinx group alone was not a rhetorical technique or a joke ?"

"That's true, Romani."

Da Vinci seemed to enjoy Roman's panic, and she said with a smile: "We have witnessed with our own eyes the big scene that can be passed down as a brand new story of the brave."

"There are indeed many questions about that follower, but before that..."

Zheng Qi turned his head and looked at the fugitives.

"They are my friends."

Hearing Zheng Qi's words, the group of fugitives immediately became agitated.

Soon, it seemed that as the current leader of the fugitives, a middle-aged man came out of the crowd and came to Zheng Qi and the others with a worried expression.

"No, thank you very much, thank you very much for your life-saving grace... But I'm sorry, we really can't be happy now..."

"I can understand."

Zheng Qi nodded: "It's not easy for you to not waste his life and keep your mind clear when your important partner dies."

When the middle-aged man heard this, the tense expression on his face relaxed a little.

"Even so, if you didn't take action, we would definitely be slaughtered by that monster Tristan, it's really..."

"The demon Tristan?"

Da Vinci quickly captured this keyword.

"Is it referring to the bow-wielding servant who chased and killed you?"

"Yes, even among the knights in the holy capital, that demon is one of the strongest. That lord has told us countless times before, that if we meet that Tristan, we should not do anything stupid other than run away, but... …Ugh……"

Having said that, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh with a sad expression on his face.

But after hearing the middle-aged man's definite answer, Da Vinci's expression became a little intriguing, with an appearance of "unexpected, reasonable".

However, what surprised Zheng Qi the most was Matthew's reaction.

She looked as if she couldn't believe it, and her expression was slightly painful, as if she was heartbroken about something.

If you want to compare it, it’s as if you raised a well-behaved and quiet puppet cat, which has always made you worry-free, but one day you came home from get off work, stunned and looked at the mess at home, and was furious After looking at the surveillance footage captured by the camera at home, he discovered that this kid was more motivated to demolish the house than a full-fledged husky.

That's pretty much what it feels like.

Is it related to the heroic spirit who lent Matthew's power?

Zheng Qi thought so.

He couldn't remember whether in the setting of Matthew, a half-servant, he had explained in detail who the heroic spirit who was willing to help her was.

But now it seems that there is one thing he can be sure of.

Tristan, also known as Tristan.

A member of the Knights of the Round Table, a beautiful man with a sad fate.

If it is said that the heroic spirit who helped Mash was an old acquaintance with this Tristan, then from this point of view, it is probably one of the Knights of the Round Table.

But, knight...

Zheng Qi frowned unconsciously.

This slight change in expression seemed to have misunderstood the trembling middle-aged man.

He who had been carefully observing Zheng Qi immediately lowered his head and prayed in a low voice: "My lord, we don't dare to expect you to protect us and go to the east! We can't offer any corresponding rewards, I only hope that you can hold your hand high ..."

"..."

Zheng Qi loosened his brows.

He could understand this middle-aged man with a bitter face.

In fact, Zheng Qi often encountered similar situations before.

He is still conscious of his face, which perfectly inherits his father's characteristics.

When you are serious, it looks like you are angry.

And his character is more like his mother.

So all along, Zheng Qi, who can't be like his father and always has a hearty smile, is often easily misunderstood by strangers.

He's gotten used to this kind of situation after a lot of times.

"Then, please answer the questions as best you can."

Zheng Qi patted Lixiang on the shoulder.

"Ask what you want, don't worry too much."

"understood!"

Li Xiang nodded.

"Then, let's start with this so-called holy capital and the Lion King."

Da Vinci said with a smile.

Soon, under the guidance of her excellent words, the middle-aged man who gradually calmed down answered many doubts for everyone.

Regarding the description of the Holy City and the Lion King, the answer given by the middle-aged man is basically the same as what Osmandis said, but they, the fleeing mountain people, only know about the Lion King and the knights of the Holy City Defeated the crusaders and established the pure white holy capital on the holy land.

As for who the Lion King is, they have no way of knowing.

However, through the famous knights in the holy capital he knew, everyone almost had an answer in their hearts.