Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Ha...ha"

The fragrant breath flowed out from the girl's shiny red lips and entered Roland's nose.

Kamisaki Kaori hooked Roland's neck like a lover.

In order to stabilize her body, her white and delicate fingertips also pressed against Roland's skin, stroking it from time to time.

But even the most dull people could not feel the slightest sweetness from this scene.

Because in front of Kamisaki Kaori's gentle smile due to her emotions, anyone could only feel the numbing chill.

"Zheng——"

As the girl's fingertips teased Roland's neck more and more frequently, the cold sound like the intersection of swords finally became clear.

Suddenly, a much colder atmosphere than before gradually surfaced.

With the physique of a female saint, even thin nails can cut ordinary steel.

If Roland's body wasn't stronger, this angry intimate contact would have been like a guillotine, turning the cold atmosphere around into a more bloody scene.

It's almost the limit...

Roland stroked the girl's back and thought with a smile.

Although she is a good-tempered female saint, Kamisaki Kaori is not a silent character in the traditional sense. The queen temperament she shows is more of an armor for contact with outsiders.

In fact, her heart is quite sensitive and delicate, even conservative.

It is precisely because of her innocence that the girl's anger at this moment is so real and attractive.

Roland can get happiness from human desires.

Therefore, seeing the innocent saint take the initiative to show such emotions to him, this extreme contrast made him feel a tingling feeling in his heart.

He is increasingly looking forward to the situation when Kamisaki Kaori begs.

But let's stop here for today. If we continue, I'm afraid Kamisaki Kaori's shame will soon break through the sky and she will turn against him regardless of everything.

"Hmm..."

Kamizaki Kaori opened her eyes wide.

After saying such shameful words under the gaze of other girls, she felt a strong sense of regret.

But Roland didn't give her the chance to think, nor did he give her the opportunity to regret.

She even anticipated that this time might be a replay of the last time.

Because Index's attack was already flying at a speed comparable to that of a missile.

The remaining time was not enough for her who could draw her sword within one hundredth of a second.

It was nonsense to let her gain the wisdom and experience to defeat the automatic secretary in such a short time.

Although Roland had just looked at her with a subtle look of "Are you illiterate?", she grew up in the modern Western magic system and did not have a deep knowledge of magic.

But she had served as the pope of the Amakusa Cross Church, so she could not be considered unlearned.

The more profound the wisdom, the harder it is to grasp.

If it is extracted from the original text of the magic book, it is fine. That level is like pouring a large amount of seawater into fresh water.

Although it will cause fundamental changes in the individual container, as long as isolation measures are taken and it is slowly purified by the endless source of wisdom, it can still be slowly adjusted and harvested.

But it will be much more troublesome to take it from other people.

Because of the differences between individuals, in the case of very different cognition and personality, the wisdom that has been transferred will often have a personal style.

This kind of mental barrier will distort the wisdom itself and block it into an iceberg. It takes too long to digest it with a personal scale.

Her only flash belongs to this category.

Although it was taught by the predecessors of the sect, her companions did not meet the requirements for using this trick.

Even if Roland really taught the original text meticulously, she would not have time to master it.

In this regard, Kanzaki Kaori is confident.

However, she soon understood one thing.

——Some existences cannot be measured by experience and common sense.

"Eh... this?!"

A sense of trance suddenly occurred in Kamisaki Kaori's heart.

She almost thought she was hallucinating.

Because the flow of the river of time seemed to slow down at this moment, or even stop.

The surrounding scenes were like fragments in a stuck image, one frame after another, and each time the scene jumped.

The wisdom that made her, a saint, speechless was so exquisite and powerful that it hit her heart like a storm.

Soon, Kamisaki Kaori reacted.

That was Roland fulfilling his promise and passing on the promised wisdom and experience to her.

However, what the female saint did not expect was that this process was neither like directly studying the original text of the magic book, nor was it a historical crystallization that needed to be slowly digested.

This was a kind of communication that transcended everything and completely ignored the barriers of the mind.

It was as if the toxins were filtered out, deeper into the heart, and a deep collision of the mind.

Obviously, her thoughts were extremely chaotic, and countless knowledge was like a fleeting moment, but those sharp raindrops were naturally mastered and digested when they touched her heart.

It seemed as if she had already learned this knowledge and just remembered it today, without any barriers.

If she had such wisdom, defeating the automatic secretary would not be a problem.

The only problem was...

The other party conveyed too much.

In Kamisaki Kaoru's eyes, the ideas of these knowledge are so novel and profound that it seems that they have never existed in history.

But what is incredible is that they have their own system.

Although studying them one by one will greatly increase her strength, in order to defeat the automatic secretary, the female saint must find the trick that suits her best and has been tempered for a long time.

In other words, she can no longer be satisfied with such passive exploration, but must take the initiative to attack.

Kamisaki Kaoru suddenly felt her cheeks getting hot and her breathing became a little faster.

There is no doubt that this is the real purpose of that guy.

But no matter how she complained in her heart, the girl had no right to choose at this moment.

Anyway, it has been done once...

While comforting herself, Kamisaki Kaoru took the initiative to bite the tip of her tongue.

"Woo woo..."

The feeling of extreme joy quickly flooded into her brain nerves.

It seemed that all the worries and troubles had gone away, leaving only the satisfaction and happiness of understanding everything.

Obviously, this process should be humiliating and painful, and it should be done out of necessity...

But even though she complained like this, her body's actions would not lie.

The girl's hands, which were originally hooked on Roland's neck, slowly moved down, and her sharp fingertips, like blades, also reduced their strength, turning into a loving caress.

When Roland showed a triumphant smile and let go of her hands, Kamisaki Kaori's body was still a little shaky, with a slightly drunken feeling.

"How is it, did you gain anything?"

Roland's voice came over, interrupting the female saint's thinking, which had not yet recovered because she was immersed in the happiness just now.

"Although I only summarized one move, it is enough."

Kamizaki Kaori took a deep breath and bit her lips.

Although she wanted to act coldly as before, she couldn't help blushing when she thought of her active request just now.

Fortunately, Roland, who had been aggressive before, was very considerate at this moment and did not tease the female saint's performance.

He just nodded calmly and gave the stage to Kamisaki Kaori.

"In that case, please start your performance."

The next moment, the red and black light gun with surging pressure and the sword light that made the atmosphere stagnant suddenly enveloped the whole venue.

The automatic secretary locked Kamisaki Kaori and Roland at the same time in the attack range at the beginning.

It was not because she couldn't stand this couple who flirted wantonly on the battlefield, but because the two were essentially from the same system.

It's just that the saint is an imitation of the idol theory, while Roland is the real thing in the myth.

The attack that can work on Roland will only be more powerful on the saint.

Adhering to the underlying logic of eliminating threats with the highest efficiency, the red angel wings behind the automatic secretary have been spread.

Based on the failure of testing Roland, she gave priority to the technique of eliminating the saint.

"God, why do you abandon me?"

In the cold chanting, the magic of using orthodoxy to reduce the dimension of the distorted Crusader culture technique was chanted.

Index's wings fluttered slightly, and bright beams of light radiated from them, crisscrossing in the air.

It pierced Kamijou Kaori at an extremely fast speed that was impossible to dodge, as if it was traveling through space.

——If it was before, Kamijou Kaori would have dodged this attack in a panic and could only become the pursued party.

The Amakusa Cross Cult is the historical achievement of the ruler of the Type-Moon that was enough to cause the Holy Grail War world line, Amakusa Toki Sadashiro.

Due to environmental and cultural reasons, this sect was quite localized during the missionary work, and even made speechless actions such as replacing the Virgin Mary with Buddha statues.

Although in modern development, it has also returned to the Cross as a branch.

But the source of history still has a profound impact on the techniques it has inherited.

They have collected the techniques of the Cross, Buddhism, and the local Shintoism, and the main focus is pragmatism.

The move of only flash is the culmination of them.

There is always a religious ritual that works, and that is why it can even kill angels in theory.

But facing Index's special attack that does not resist directly, but specifically targets your unorthodox characteristics and cracks them from the source, it seems a little powerless.

The previous Kamisaki Kaori knew this very well, so she thought she could not defeat the automatic secretary.

But now-

Kamisaki Kaori took a deep breath again and held the recast Seven Heavens and Seven Swords.

She seemed to understand a little.

Roland's description of the state of unity between man and sword, which seemed like a joke, was not false.

When holding the hilt, Kamisaki Kaori clearly felt the length, temperature, sharpness, and even the mood of the sword in her hand.

This is not a sense of familiarity caused by long-term use, but more like an inexplicable affinity.

Or in other words, a resonance of the soul.

If she continues, she may really be able to make the Seven Heavens and Seven Swords an extension of her body like Roland.

But before the final step, she gave up this choice.

After all, being a swordsman who is loyal to the sword is not her style at all.

Although her fighting style and the blessing of the saint's physique make it easy for her to be misunderstood as a warrior.

But by definition, Kamijou Kaori is actually a magician who uses a sword.

Wei Shan is also a standard magic, but the casting performance is just drawing a sword and slashing.

The only thing she has really mastered is drawing her sword and slashing.

After all, the essence of Wei Shen's move is to draw the sword and slash, using extremely fast attacks to maximize the armor-breaking properties of the spell, so as to kill the enemy with one strike before he can figure out a countermeasure.

In this case, instead of pursuing any fancy skills, it is better to concentrate and reach the top.

Since the spell can be broken, wouldn't it be good to hit the enemy first before the enemy's attack can be broken?

"——Wei Shan·Peerless Magic Sword"

Kanzaki Kaori shouted softly.

"Zheng——!"

Suddenly, vast power suddenly dominated the atmosphere.

The invisible force squeezes the air, oppresses everything around it, and compresses the atmosphere into gray waves.

And in this power that can stop the atmosphere, even the dust flying in the moonlight appears to be tiny, and the light itself naturally falls into slow motion.

In Kanzaki Kaori's field of vision, the red-black light pillar stopped in front of him, as if it was still.

In this space controlled by Wei Shan, apart from the smiling Roland, the only thing that could move was the shining light of the sword in her sheath.

Compared with the huge light pillar that was as majestic as a judgment, the light of the sword that just bloomed was too slender and too small.

However, the moment the two met

——The red and black light beam was cut directly from it.

In an instant, air waves roared and roared, rising from the ground and exploding.

Like a tornado, it counterattacked with overwhelming force, rushing towards the figure still in the air, shattering the wings behind Index, causing the girl to fall straight down, and chanted the second spell. There is no time.

"well done."

With a slight smile on his face, Roland caught Index who fell.

"You have undoubtedly defeated the automatic secretary. Leave the rest to me."

These somewhat incomprehensible words stunned Kanzaki Kaori for a moment.

But soon, she understood the reason why Roland emphasized the name of automatic secretary.

Because when the blood-red brilliance in the pure white nun's eyes gradually faded, her dull eyes did not return to normal.

Suddenly, a new light lit up and flickered from the girl's throat again.

"How is this going?"

Kanzaki Kaori made a confused voice, somewhat confused about the current situation.

"Since it is such an important spiritual equipment, it is not surprising that it has a remote activation method."

Roland was not surprised by this development and calmly put his hand on Index's throat.

"This technique called the collar not only limits her life, but also has the function of being remotely activated."

Kanzaki Kaori looked intently and saw a chain-like light emerging from Index's throat.

But before she could get nervous, Roland's words of relief came to her.

"Don't worry, this level of spell is easy for me to remove."

Roland held the illusory light slowly, with a look of interest in his pupils.

"I kept it just to say something to the guy."

"That rascal?"

"The person who holds this collar, and the mastermind behind the sudden activation of the automatic secretary."

Roland chuckled lightly, caressed Index's soft face, and looked into those mirror-like pupils.

"You wouldn't think that the defense system would be activated for no reason. She was activated automatically after sensing my breath."

"It's rare for someone to extend such a warm invitation. Wouldn't it be rude if I didn't respond at all?"

"As an apology, I will accept Index first, but this level is far from being able to offset your offense, so"

In the silent scene where even breathing could not be heard, only Roland's voice remained unwavering and solemn.

"—You're next, Lola Stuart."

Then, he crushed the light in his hand without hesitation.