Type-Moon Protagonist Development System

"Is this all you can do? Didn't you look down on us women just now?"

Hei Zhen looked at her jokingly. Lancer, who was so arrogant just now, was really beaten like a dead dog by her at this time.

"Hey, if I was just joking, why take it so seriously? I didn't mean it!"

Lancer felt that his opponent was very strange. Although her panel attributes were not the strongest, she always gave him a feeling of being very difficult to deal with. He thought that since she was a woman, she should be easy to deal with. Lancer was one of the three major knight classes after all, and was comparable to the Saber class in terms of fighting. He thought that he should have a great advantage in this regard, but the result was unexpected.

He did not gain any advantage at all!

Black Jeanne's melee combat looked weak, but in fact, she was showing weakness to the enemy. Her chaos attribute, plus the flame of fire attribute, was equivalent to adding a debuff to the opponent in battle, and the opponent continued to lose blood.

Lancer himself hadn't noticed it yet. When the frog was almost boiled in warm water, Lancer suddenly found out: Hey, why can't I beat her!

He found that Black Jeanne's attack suddenly became very fierce. He was in an offensive situation before, but now the offensive situation was controlled by the opponent. He began to become more and more passive, and even gradually began to defend.

"Idiot, another useless Servant! Sure enough, no one is as reliable as a berserker!"

Illya looked at Lancer unhappily. Didn't this idiot realize the other party's intention at the beginning?

If he fought hard with the other party like this, he would certainly suffer a great loss!

As a result, now he was beaten like this, and there was no chance of a comeback!

Speaking of which, Illya was a little curious about this woman who couldn't even judge the job!

The reason why Lancer failed was that he didn't know the other party's strength very well. Before he knew the other party's details, he chose to fight with the other party. Of course, this would not work.

"Ahem, I haven't lost yet, I still have my Noble Phantasm to release!"

Lancer was certainly unwilling to accept such a failure. Although he felt that a lot of water in his body seemed to have evaporated, this might be the reason for his failure. After being dehydrated, his body was in a negative state. He felt very bad, which seriously affected his performance.

He didn't even release his own Noble Phantasm. If he failed like this, he would certainly be very unwilling. Even a salted fish would want to turn over! What

's more, he is not a salted fish, he still has a lot of cards in his hand!

"Noble Phantasm? Haha, the Spear of Deathly Thorns?"

Kuro-Jeong obtained the information of all the servants in the five wars from Shirou. Of course, he did not give Kuro-Jeong the information of Saber, otherwise, these two guys would know each other's details and weaknesses, which would be very bad.

And it was precisely because she knew the power of Lancer's Noble Phantasm that Kuro-Jeong immediately took action.

Swish!

Before Lancer had a chance to use his Noble Phantasm, Kuro-Jeong had already attacked, swinging two swords, ready to take his head.

She would not be like that third-rate swordsman, who had to abide by some boring chivalry in battle. As long as the enemy showed a flaw, what was waiting for the enemy would definitely be a ruthless blow. It was necessary to launch a ruthless attack on the enemy like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, not giving them any chance to breathe. Only in this way could the enemy be quickly eliminated with the highest efficiency!

Lancer barely resisted a few times, but at this time his condition declined too much, and he was no match for Black Jeanne at all.

So at this time he could already see that he was at the end of his rope. Even if Black Jeanne did not continue to pursue him, he might not be able to activate his Noble Phantasm. You must know that releasing a Noble Phantasm requires a lot of magic power. Although Lancer's Noble Phantasm piercing the Death Thorn Spear does not consume too much magic power, his source of magic power has been cut off at this time.

Although Illya is nominally his master, from the beginning, Illya has not provided him with any magic power at all, nor has she helped him with treatment. He has suffered a lot of injuries. If he has been treated, at least he will not be as embarrassed as he is now.

This situation makes Black Jeanne feel as if Illya deliberately let this guy die!

Although I don't know why this little brat did this, since she gave a Servant to her for free, she generously accepted the Servant's life.

"Come on, let me chop off your head, goodbye!"

He knocked Lancer down again, and pulled the black flagpole out of his body. Dark red blood dripped from the tip of the spear bit by bit, dotted on the ground to form a small red mark.

Hei Zhen drew out his black sword, walked in front of Lancer, with a playful smile on his face, looking at him

"Well, it's really bad! He obviously has very strong strength, but he didn't fully display it in the Holy Grail War. Is it really the Master's problem?"

Lancer knew that he could not escape death, and no one could save him at this time, so he shook his head and sighed for a while.

Speaking of it, his five wars were simply a tragedy. He changed three Masters.

First it was Bazette, then Kotomine Kirei, and finally it was Illya.

He changed three Masters, but these three people were very unreliable, and the result was that he got himself into trouble.

"Or is it because of the curse?"

Lancer remembered the scene at the banquet when the beautiful queen who was impossible to look directly at walked towards him and he rejected her without reservation.

Cu Chulainn remembered the words:"Cu Chulainn of Ulster! In the name of Maeve, the lover and ruler of all men! I will make you surrender to me!"

Now that I think about it, I may still feel a little regretful! I will never see such a beautiful woman again!

Rejecting the love of Queen Connaughton, this is not the first time he has done such a thing. Even the confession of the God of Death Morrigan was rejected by him directly. Naturally, the God of Death gave him a curse buff!

Time seemed to have returned to the moment when he was tied to the stone pillar and waiting to die. The God of Death Morrigan turned into a crow and landed on his shoulder, making a sharp laugh, pecking at his flesh and blood bit by bit, and then laughed mockingly.

Lancer closed his eyes in pain. Death could not help him get rid of the curse!

Swish, Black Zhen cut off his head with a sword, clean and neat!

Soon, Lancer turned into a little bit of light and began to disappear. Even the bloodstains on the ground before slowly disappeared. When the servant left, nothing of his own would be retained.

A faint light flashed, and then slowly rose into Illya's body. Lancer's soul had been taken away by her little holy grail!