Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

Detailed report: The reason is that the magician Hor fought the god Enkidu

Completion time: one second. "

"Cultivated fruit.

Commission progress: completed

How to use: Similar to increasing wheat yield.

Completion time: five 10 minutes. "

There are six clay tablets in total, which are the citizen commissions that Hall completed in one morning. Most of them are tasks that ordinary people cannot complete.

"That's it for today."

Hall packed up the clay tablet and prepared to go back to the dormitory and hand it over to Siduri.

On the way, Hall saw a figure standing out from the crowd from a distance. Joan of Arc in pure white armor was skillfully driving an ox cart, which carried things that did not match the image of the saint.

It should be cow dung or sheep dung.

"Ah, Mr. Hall, hello." Joan of Arc also saw Hall, and after driving the ox cart to a stop, she greeted Hall with a smile full of enthusiasm, and the surrounding citizens walked away when they smelled the smell.

"What commission did you accept?" Hall asked puzzled.

"It's not a big deal. The content of the commission is to take care of the ranch. It's all work that I knew before. After actually doing it, I feel more comfortable physically and mentally."

"these are···"

"The excrement of pasture animals is a very precious fertilizer, and now it has to be transported to the fruit garden."

"Anyway, come on."

"Yes."

As expected of a saint who was born as a village girl.

Hall returned to the dormitory with a delicate mood, and saw someone who was unexpected and expected.

The white-haired and white-robed magician, with her black staff casually placed aside, sat at the dining table enjoying the food and beer she got from unknown where, when she saw Hall walk in, she smiled and said hello: "Hey, how are you?" , this is what I just brought back from outside, do you want to eat it together?"

Finally met.

Hall's heart tightened. Just from his appearance, Hall could judge the identity of the male magician in front of him. The crowned Caster Merlin, who has the qualifications to become the crowned but does not have the spiritual base of the crowned.

Merlin was also the only servant of Hall who still maintained a vigilant attitude at this singularity. It was he who used illusions to put Tiamat into a false sleep.

"No need." Hall shook his head.

Merlin asked curiously, "Are those clay tablets in your hand entrusted by citizens?"

"That's right, it's all troublesome tasks ordered by that King Gilgamesh."

"Haha, as a subordinate of King Gilgamesh, I have a deep understanding, but I didn't expect you to come to this era."

"Didn't your eyes see it?" Hall asked casually. Merlin's words bluntly showed that he knew himself, but he was not sure how much he knew about himself.

At the same time, Hall was also testing Merlin.

"I haven't had any free time since I was summoned. It's almost like a prop being sent by King Gilgamesh at will. My eyes can't see the past and the future, but can only see the present."

"I know."

"So, is there any karma related to you in this world?"

"It's not necessary, it does exist, and I didn't come here voluntarily, although I wanted to come here."

Karma-related characters include Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld, Ishtar, the goddess of Venus, and even Gorgon.

Hall originally planned to come to the Seventh Singularity to feed Tima the Holy Grail, but he was sent here to work earlier by the suppression force.

Merlin looked distressed: "It's like an answer like astrological prophecy, I mean the esoteric side."

Hall smiled and didn't intend to continue the conversation. He left the clay tablet in his hand and went back to the room on the second floor.

"It's better to stay in contact with Merlin. From now on, you need to use the magic eye to cover your actions."

Leaving aside the traveler's vision, Hall does not have the qualifications for the Crown Caster, that is, clairvoyance. Among them, Hall is most afraid of Merlin's clairvoyance, which has the ability to observe the present, which is difficult to guard against and difficult to interfere.

Hall closed his eyes, and this time he came to the Sea of ​​Life without having to make a contract with Gorgon. The star cup kept by Tiamat was connected to Hall's soul.

Continuing to manipulate the power of the Star Grail to erode Tiamat's spiritual base, the process is similar to the evil of this world polluting the Great Holy Grail, but it is far from easy.

When I woke up, it was already night.

"Hahahaha, that was really hard work, and I actually accepted the commission to deal with cow dung."

"No, I'm used to it, it's a pretty good job for me."

"Everyone praised Your Excellency Joan of Arc."

Obviously, the sound insulation effect of the buildings in Uruk is not very good. Hall can clearly hear the conversation downstairs, occasionally mixed with laughter.

Hall turned his head and saw Olga Marie sitting alone at the table, her silver hair reflected the light, half of her beautiful side face was focused and serious, and an oil lamp was placed on the table, carefully examining the clay tablets.

"Joan of Arc seems to be below, why don't you go?" Hall asked casually.

After a while, Olga Marie replied: "I am not suitable for this kind of party-like atmosphere, plus I have work tomorrow."

"It's conceivable." Hall nodded. Olga Marie's character of aristocratic lady may be able to endure high-class banquets, but she can't adapt to gatherings similar to friends. Hall can't imagine Olga Marie smiling and The way others talk.

Hall stood up and walked over to Olga Marie, drawing the original runes, forming a sphere of dim light, illuminating the otherwise dimly lit room.

Olga Marie put down the slate, raised her jade legs wrapped in red stockings, and asked: "Hall, the magic you used is the rune that has disappeared in modern magic. I also saw it at the singularity point F. .”

"That's right, it's the original Rune."

"You should be a modern magician, how can you do this kind of magic?"

"Master Cu Chulainn, do you know?"

"Skathach, the ruler of the kingdom of shadows in Celtic mythology, I still know this level of common sense."

"I can be regarded as half of her disciple."

"what!?"

Hall laughed for a while: "Why are you surprised? Chaldea also has many followers. It is not difficult to learn some martial arts or magic from them."

Olga Marie shook her head solemnly: "It's simple to say, but it's almost impossible in reality. The existence specifications between servants and humans are too different."

Hall looked at the contents of the clay tablet: "How is the commission progress?"

"The entrusted work is basically handed over to Siduri, and he is not even qualified to meet King Gilgamesh." After a pause, Olga Marie glanced at Hall with a dissatisfied tone: "If someone If a nominal employee of Chaldea can play a little role, maybe now we have collected important intelligence information about the seventh singularity."

Hall let out a haha, lying on the bed, squinting his eyes and watching the actions outside the window, his consciousness was gradually overwhelmed by the exhaustion that swept over him.

Eroding Tiamat's spiritual base is a highly intensive magical project.

Olga Marie stared at Hall's sleeping face from the corner of her eyes, remembering that she acted impulsively in the morning, the red glow spread from her pretty face to her ears.

"What's the matter with this feeling, although I'm very embarrassed."

"No regrets."

"It was incredible and a relief."

Chapter 374 The Underground Palace

In the early morning, Hall felt for the first time that his right arm was being pressed by something. He turned his head and saw the director, Olga Marie, sleeping soundly with her right arm on her pillow. .

"It's cute if you don't put on an aristocratic attitude."

When Hall was thinking about whether she would slap himself again when she woke up, Olga Marie opened her eyes, looked around in a daze at first, then gradually regained focus, and blushed when she realized her situation Xia, but she didn't look away.

Olga Marie explained angrily: "What are you looking at, do you still want me to sleep on the floor?"

"Jean is not in this room?" Hall looked around the room and found something strange.

"Yesterday Joan of Arc had a talk with Ba Yuqian. Because Ba Yuqian often guards the north wall and doesn't mind sharing a room with them, he gave up his room to Joan of Arc."

Hall touched his chin, looked at Olga Marie's pretty face, and jokingly said, "That means there are only you and me in this room now."

"What, that weird tone of yours."

"what."

Olga Marie snorted, and complained: "Really, I can guess what you are thinking, as a master and magician, I am not mature, but don't underestimate me, since it is the association I proposed Even if you are married, you have already had a psychological awareness, otherwise why do you think I would sleep on the bed."

"Ok."

Hearing the completely unexpected answer, Hall was a little confused. After reacting, he realized that he was misled by Olga Marie's inherent impression. A famous and Chaldean magician.

No matter how pretentious his character is, he never loses his identity as a magician and generally acts based on the principles of a magician.

Seeing Olga Marie say this sentence shyly and earnestly, Hall felt a little soft in his heart, and he sincerely lamented that it is not unreasonable for the role of Tsundere to flourish for a long time, and the strong contrast can impact the most intense emotion in a man's heart. Protection desire.

Hall got off the bed, smiled and said, "It's time for breakfast, but you can look forward to the evening."

"Wait." Olga Marie stopped Hall, biting her thin lips as if she was struggling with thoughts, and raised her leg: "Can you help me get the shoes on the boat?"

"why."

"Don't ask so many questions, just help me put it on."

Hall came to the bed and squatted down, holding the lotus feet wrapped in red stockings. They were petite and soft, and he could clearly feel the temperature of the skin and the delicate texture of the silk. Then, because of being held by Hall, she involuntarily tensed up. .

Olga Marie reminded: "Wait, that belt needs to be looped around the back."

"So, why don't you do it yourself?"

"Isn't that meaningless!"

"What's the point!"

"Do not ask."

If you're ashamed, why do you do it.

When Hall looked up, he could see Olga Marie's pretty face turning away was stained with red, biting her thin lips and trying to endure something.

The hole in the red stockings has been repaired, which is also one of the abilities brought about by the materialization of the soul.

"Thank you."

After putting on the shoes, Olga Marie thanked her in a weak voice.

The two went downstairs, and Hall saw some vegetable soup and meat on the long table.

beep.

Chaldea's communication voice sounded, projecting Dr. Roman's stiffness as he yawned and said, "Good morning, everyone."

"Morning, Roman." Hall nodded.

On the projection, Dr. Roman looked at Olga Marie and asked with great interest: "Director, are the materials about love that I found yesterday useful?" "Report on Love" can be described as the essence of modern love, did it help that Uruk girl get her boyfriend back?"

Oh it's you.

Holden suddenly understood that Olga Marie's request just now was probably learned from these books, but does this kind of love entrustment really exist in Uruk?

Olga Marie was furious: "Roman, shut up!"

"Huh? Doesn't it work?"

"I told you to shut up! I don't want to talk about this topic! If you continue talking, I will cut off contact!"

"Well, I don't say anything." Dr. Roman was confused, not knowing where he made Olga Marie angry.

"Good morning, Master, Mr. Hall." Joan of Arc held a plate of vegetable soup with both hands, put it on the table and smiled, "Please be patient for a while, and you will soon be able to enjoy a hot and nutritious breakfast."

"It's really lively early in the morning, everyone in Chaldea." Merlin walked down the stairs and said with a hearty smile.

"Good morning, Merlin." Jeanne returned a warm smile.

Hall and Olga Marie just nodded.

Servants came down from the dormitory on the second floor one after another. One of them, a sturdy figure, walked directly to Hall. He was only wearing a red apron. He was tall and his bronze muscles were as hard as rocks. Except for Leonidas I, there was no one. Two.

Without waiting for Hall to say hello, he laughed and gave Hall a bear hug: "Although it is a bit late, I still want to say welcome to the triumphant hero."

Hall felt the suffocating pressure and muttered: "What a hero, you also protected the fugitives. I just did what I should do."

Leonidas I patted Hall's shoulder vigorously: "That is a powerful enemy that one person can defeat a million troops. There is no need to be humble. Glory belongs to the warrior. This is the eternal truth."

Another clear and unfamiliar voice sounded: "Your Excellency, the one who surpassed Amakusa in swordsmanship, calmed down the north wall in a few days, fought against the legendary weapons of the gods and retreated."