I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"Servant Saber. My name is Atila - the warrior of the Hungarian military god."

The silver-haired, red-eyed, coolly dressed Hungarian king leaned on a colorful long sword, and the figure of Olga Marie was reflected in his indifferent eyes.

But the little girl was a little confused: "Attila, king of the Huns, turned out to be a woman!" ?No, wasn't he killed by his wife? '

For a moment, Olga Marie felt as if she had peeped into a big secret hidden in history, and her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

"Hello, Your Majesty Attila. My name is Olga Marie, and I am your Master in this Holy Grail War."

After hearing Olga Marie's words, Attila frowned dissatisfiedly, and corrected: "It's Attila, don't call me Attila."

"Ah?" Olga Marie was a little confused, but since her servant emphasized so much, she just had to follow through.

Debit stared at the strong man in ancient Greece who was more than two meters tall in front of him, and his deafening and heroic laughter echoed in his ears.

"Hahahaha, who is calling for the arrival of heroes? I am Ajax, the son of Telamon and Erisper!"

It's a pity that this kind of fiery passion can't boost Debit's mood at all, he is like an incombustible object.

On the rooftop, a tall and slender figure descended from the starlight hexagram.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her small nose is delicate, her face is exquisite, and she has such a face that can confuse all living beings.

Her eyes opened slowly, and her ruby-like pupils exuded incomparable majesty at any time, as if the heaven and the earth would tremble in front of the king.

Her silky blond hair, like that of a god in Western mythology, hangs down to her waist like tassels. Even though she is wearing heavy gold armor, it still cannot conceal her proud figure in the armor, which is so beautiful that it makes people feel suffocated.

"Huh? The magic circle is actually decorated with stars and starlight? That's right, I am very satisfied with such a creative welcoming ceremony."

Gilgamesh looked at the slowly falling stardust with satisfaction, and felt that choosing to relax this time seemed to be a pretty good choice.

Many guys in the Hall of Valor were transferred to Hakoniwa, and these special individuals were left to watch the house and work overtime.

Gilgamesh was very dissatisfied with this, and she never felt that she was any worse than the male Gilgamesh.

Forget it, it's rare to come out to relax and have fun, so I don't want to think about these bad things. Joy and happiness are the most important thing.

Thinking of this, Gilgamesh looked down at Kirshtalia standing in front of him, and let out a queenly three-part smile.

"Ahahahahaha~~~Since this is the case, it is inappropriate to call you a miscellaneous cultivator, so I will allow you to see me as a courtier."

"It's my honor, the ancient King of Heroes." The elegant Prince Charming confessed: "The humble house is poor, please take care of me, King."

Kirshtalia maintains impeccable etiquette on the surface, but at this moment, he has as many doubts as his little junior sister.

King of Heroes, why is it a woman?

This is completely different from what is written in the epic, no matter how wrong it is, it can't be so wrong.

Doesn't that mean that the skills of how to get along with the King of Heroes that he analyzed based on the epic are completely useless?

Kirshtalia felt that his plan had been inexplicably hit again, and the hand holding the magic wand trembled slightly.

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In an abandoned cemetery on the outskirts of London.

Lion Jie Jieli had just cleaned up an open space and drew the magic circle needed for the ceremony.

As a necromancer, it is true that he still has to do things around the gloomy grave to make it more atmospheric.

If it wasn't for the fear that the summoned servants would be dissatisfied, he would like to try the effect of using corpse oil to draw a magic circle.

After arranging the stones that were said to come from the invisible island, Qi Huo's Lion Jie Jieli patted the dust on his palms.

Along with a series of incantations that were chanted almost to death, the magic circle shone with a purple luster, giving it a mysterious and noble feeling.

Seeing this, Lion Jie Jieli faintly felt that something was wrong, because the servants he summoned were not very powerful existences.

Perseus is definitely not a first-class hero in Greek mythology, and the Gorgon who was killed by him is at best an elite boss.

But the summoning was already halfway through. Lion Jie Jieli hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose to interrupt the ceremony and finished all the spells smoothly.

'Anyway, there are still three Command Seals. If the situation is really wrong, I can also use the Command Seals to forcefully send the summoned servants back. '

Thinking of this, Lion Jie Jieli vaguely heard a burst of laughter like a silver bell, as clear as an oriole but with the charm of a succubus.

"Hehehe, Al-chan~ Super beautiful!"

In the summoning formation, the girl with purple hair and purple eyes stood there with a smile, introducing herself with a slightly lazy voice.

"Appear in the world with the class of Avenger. Real name, Algar, please give me your advice~"

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France, an unknown town.

Laetitia knelt in front of the window, clasping her hands and praying devoutly.

"The heavens are the glory of the Lord, the great sky is the great cause of the Lord, the day conveys words, the night conveys knowledge—"

Accompanied by Leticia's prayers, an inexplicable force descended on her body, and her loose golden hair fluttered high without wind.

"Saint Joan of Arc, please let me be your strength!"

After making such an oath, Leticia waited silently, but the holy existence that was supposed to come to her body never arrived.

Just when the girl was hesitating, there was a vague quarrel in her mind, it seemed that the saintess had a dispute with someone.

"Huh? Isn't this the job of the white guy? Why do you want me to go!? I'm a witch, did you make a mistake!"

7Chapter 16 Xiang Yu: The King of Heroes, the Prince and General Xiang Ning Has Kindness 5K

London, on the banks of the Thames.

Under the night, the Shard stands quietly, and the neon lights that can add mystery to the night scene flicker all night.

On the intricate structure of the outer wall, Shiro Matou is climbing to the top with his bare hands, his smooth movements are like apes.

Also acting with him was the Heroic Spirit Emiya, but he had always maintained his spiritual form in order to observe his Master.

After a brief discussion, everyone decided that the nameless Gunner, who was highly mobile and good at scouting, would cooperate with Ainz Ooal Gown's actions.

In order to hide his true identity, Ying Ling Wei Gong still used the excuse of amnesia, and then proved that the actual combat power was not affected.

However, when the Heroic Spirit Guard Palace said these words, he always felt that the Sorcerer King seemed to be looking at him with interest.

Although the sight was extremely short, the keen Heroic Emiya did not feel that his perception was wrong, and quickly checked whether he had revealed any flaws.

As a result, no matter how he reviewed it, Heroic Spirit Emiya felt that his response was impeccable, and everyone else also accepted and believed it.

After all, even the incredible thing of Gray turning into a sub-servant has happened, so it is not impossible that the summoning of other servants made some mistakes.

"Hahahaha, amnesia?" Cu Chulainn laughed and patted Heroic Emiya on the shoulder, and comforted him boldly: "It doesn't matter, anyway, that Gunner is also a remote class, right? You will be in charge of support at that time." That's enough, I'll put the front on top of me!"

Despite being mad, Cu Chulainn still retains quite a sense of reason. In addition to becoming irritable and fond of killing, his original good qualities such as heroism, loyalty, and keeping promises have also been preserved. Teammates of the same camp are undoubtedly very trustworthy.

Ying Ling Wei Gong endured Cu Chulainn's slap with no expression on his face, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart. He felt that no matter whether it was blue or black, things like Gouzi really didn't change at all. As soon as they met the first time, they passionately pierced him.

"Is Mr. Unnamed really all right? Or, let me go with His Majesty the Sorcerer King? I'm fine with the investigation."

Gray, who was sitting upright, put his fists on his knees, with a worried look on his face, and worried in his eyes as he looked at Heroic Emiya.

Facing Grey's clear gaze, Heroic Guard Palace couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and couldn't help but think of the awe-inspiring and upright king.

At this moment, Ying Ling Wei Gong finally accepted a cruel fact, that is, he seems to have really gone to the wrong world line.

The purpose of Heroic Guardian Palace participating in this Holy Grail War is not the Holy Grail, he knows exactly what that thing is actually.

What he wants to achieve is to get rid of his formerly innocent self, in order to free himself from the never-ending role of guardian.

Guardians have the duty to avoid destruction by killing humans, that is, when humans cause self-destruction, they appear in the world and kill all humans there.

Although they are heroic spirits, they are generally not well-known. They are just killing machines without blood and tears in the hands of the suppression force.

For Heroic Emiya, who has spent his whole life fighting to protect others, this kind of thing is too heavy and unacceptable.

'Matou Shirou?Let's just observe, I want to see what kind of future you will have with different experiences. '

Thinking of this, Heroic Wei Palace smiled and rejected Grey's kindness, and he hoped from the bottom of his heart that the other party could survive this unknown war safely.

"Thank you for your concern, but wouldn't it be faster to find the target with eagle eyes? And I'm in charge of sniping, so the risk of this mission is not too high."

As for the suggestion to come to the Shard Building, it was Matou Shiro who proposed to lock the enemy more quickly by climbing high.

After spending some time, Matou Shiro finally climbed more than 300 meters with his bare hands and stood on the top of the tallest building in London.

"Gunner, let's get started."

At the call of Matou Shirou, the Heroic Spirit Emiya appeared on the edge of the roof of the Shard, overlooking the entire London.

Compared with a small rural city like Fuyuki, an international metropolis like London is obviously not suitable as a location for the Holy Grail War.

Because this is a brightly lit city that never sleeps, there are huge crowds wandering the streets throughout the night, which is not conducive to servants fighting.

Of course, these are issues that only the monarchs of the clock tower need to care about. Heroic Weigong just thought of it and felt a little bit of emotion in his heart.

After all, he lost his first blood back then because he accidentally witnessed the servants fighting, and what was even more injustice was that one of the servants was still his future self.

When Yingling Weigong used Hawkeye, Matou Shirou was not idle, but took out the high-power binoculars prepared in advance to search together.

To be honest, work such as scouting and stalking is quite boring, and sometimes lying in one place for hours may not be rewarding.

Maybe it was God's favor, the two had just put their poses up for a long-term struggle one second, and then suddenly made a major discovery the next second.

A domineering fighting spirit soared into the sky, but it didn't look like an invitation to fight, but a confrontation with a powerful opponent.

"Could it be that the enemy has internal strife?" Heroine Palace guessed, staring at the dark area on the edge of London.

It is the most backward and poorest place in the city. It is very reasonable for the enemy to choose to hide there, and it is also particularly suitable as a battlefield.

Although they claim to be detached, the magician and the clock tower obviously cannot completely separate from human society, let alone regard money as dung.

There are many industries in the prosperous areas of London that are run by the magic family, so no matter what, they cannot destroy their own jobs.

"Report, the enemy has appeared near the Nanxisman block. It is suspected that there has been an internal conflict. The possibility of a trap cannot be ruled out. Over."

Matou Shirou directly called the Suzuki mansion with his mobile phone. Modern communication technology is much easier to use than that fax magic.

What era is it, magicians still use owls and other familiars to send handwritten letters?No way?No way?

After receiving the news, Ainz Ooal Gown in armor set off immediately, even using flying props to speed up.

He is currently in the status of 'Perfect Warrior', and cannot use any magic of the Sorcerer King until he is released.

However, the power to usurp the God of Disobedience seems to be unaffected, so the combat power that can be exerted is quite considerable.

"So, who will be my enemy this time? It's really not prudent to expose the position so recklessly."

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Time went back a little more than ten minutes.

After completing the summoning, the masters of the noble faction gathered together with their servants.

Although everyone's enthusiasm for unity and cooperation is not high, no one is stupid enough to single out the five servants on the opposite side with their own strength.

Since the Master representing the Jigumali family did not appear, Kirshtalia and the others acquiesced that he joined the opposing camp.

The appearance of Miyamoto Musashi is an absolute exception, so in the cognition of the aristocratic faction, everyone has now formed a five-to-five balanced situation.

Debit and Ajax were the first to arrive in the living room, and the relationship between them was relatively harmonious.

Ajax has been talking about what happened on the Trojan battlefield, and although Debiter reacted coldly, he listened very seriously.

Listening to the client's story is different from reading a book by myself. Daibite is from the inheritance department and has a lot of interest in mythology.

Later, Olga Marie and Kirshtalia also arrived, and both of them were willing to serve as attendants, giving up the main position to their own servants.

In the corridor, Attila and Gilgamesh met. The former had no expression on his face, but the latter raised his eyebrows.

"Giant?" Gilgamesh looked at Altila carefully. Although the appearance had changed, the feeling was not wrong.

Atila became more serious when she heard this, but she didn't know Gilgamesh and asked in confusion: "How do you know?"

However, Gilgamesh didn't answer, she walked away after confirming her guess.

In the distant past, Attila the Titan spared the equivalent of Gilgamesh's father in a war.

Therefore, Gilgamesh once made a promise that if he had the opportunity, he would help Attila, the giant god, once to repay the debt of favor.

She didn't care whether Attila knew her or not, and she didn't need to explain why she did what she did, it was just that the king wanted to do it.

Olga Marie and Kirshtalia glanced at each other, and found that they could not understand heroic spirits and history more and more. These two seem to know each other?

However, one is the king of the Uruk Kingdom before BC, and the other is the king of the Hunnic Empire after AD.