Chapter 490 The Long Night Finally Dawns
The trees around them began to wither. The ground was no longer a paradise. The "original humans" who were supposed to be immortal also turned into corpses.
"Killed..." Achilles breathed a sigh of relief. Coincidentally, the fog also dissipated at this moment. A petite black shadow looked at someone in the distance, hesitated for a moment, but quickly disappeared in the fog.
"Damn it, she let her run away!"
The only one who expressed his thoughts so straightforwardly was Red Saber Mordred. She carried a sword and looked around with dissatisfaction, looking for the figures who kept attacking them in the fog. Behind her, Lion Jie, Fiore, Corles and Gold were lying or lying, with faces full of expressions of surviving a disaster.
Especially the fat man Gold, tears were about to burst out.
"Finally, we are saved!"
At the moment they were swallowed by the fog, their masters were attacked by mysterious servants. For some reason, Gold was attacked far more times than others!
"Alamy~ Although I don't like you, you are indeed quite miserable." Astolfo supported Sieg and patted Gold's shoulder sympathetically.
Chiron, Fiore, and Corles looked up at the soil and stones that were still falling, which made up the giant Adam: "It seems that they have also completed the task."
As for whether they are intact like them...
"Shuoyue, are you okay? Do you need treatment? Does the master still have the command spell?"
Jeanne held Shuoyue with two big bags of tears, and fumbled on his body. In order to show that he was fine, the young man reluctantly raised his left hand, but probably because his hand-raising action looked very weak, Jeanne became even more uneasy.
"As expected, it's all my fault. As expected, let me take care of you QAQ."
"Although there is still a little dull pain, it's just that... I'm fine."
"But, a boy's "fine" is not very credible."
This stupid saint... Shuoyue was speechless. The reason why he pretended to be indifferent was, on the one hand, because he had the third method, he could convert NP into HP at any time, and on the other hand, it might be because Jeanne's excessive concern made him a little uncomfortable.
After all, he was a cold, emotionless assassin.
After Shuoyue stood up and moved his arms, Jeanne finally accepted the fact that he was safe and sound, so she walked to the side where Adam disappeared, knelt down, clasped her hands together and prayed to the gradually disappearing giant.
As for whether it was a soul-soothing ceremony for the magician who became the "core", or a soul-soothing ceremony for the fetus (golem) that was born but was not allowed to have its own meaning, Shuoyue didn't know.
He just stared at the saint who was praying earnestly in a trance.
The secret order rooted in Adam was added by Shuoyue at Avisbron's command - that is, this was a test for Shuoyue himself.
At the same time, he deliberately made himself forget about it, so before reacting instinctively, Shuoyue did not expect that Joan of Arc would be attacked.
Everything he did was from his heart.
After realizing this, the existence of 'Saint Joan of Arc' was like some uncontrollable factor, causing chaos in the sophisticated system constructed by Shuoyue.
And how much impact will this chaos have on the assassin's Holy Grail War this time -
Shuoyue refused to think.
Because Joan of Arc in prayer is really very beautiful, the young man thought.
While feeling beautiful, there is also a feeling of heartache. The assassin knew very well that prayer would not be transmitted to anywhere, and asking God for protection would not bring any effect at all.
She should know this better than anyone else. Prayer cannot save everything, just like she, who is as pious as she, was burned to death by flames because of betrayal and compromise.
Despite this, she continued to pray. She prayed in the name of Joan of Arc.
Where is the girl's prayer going?
Shuoyue lowered his eyes. At his feet, a piece of soil with flowing light was patting the young man's calf persistently, as if reminding him, or complaining.
The light of the replacement magic secretly lit up, wrapped the core of the giant Adam, and disappeared.
Turning around, the assassin walked towards the Mirenia Fortress without looking back in his black robe.
"I think it's not the time to relax now - gather, everyone, we must have a unified policy on the matter of the Holy Grail."
The night has passed, and the dawn of dawn fell on the faces of every hero and every master. After a night of disputes, betrayal, cooperation and fighting, the morning glow of the morning was warm and ostentatious and covered the sky.
What a beautiful scene.
But everyone knows that the night will come again sooner or later. If you don't want to be swallowed by the endless night, you must light the torch of hope.
Facing the bright morning light, Chiron and Achilles smiled at each other and took steps together; Joan of Arc stood up from prayer, grabbed the holy flag, and looked determined, while Karna walked forward calmly; Mordred and Leonid joked and talked tacitly; Gold glanced away and opened his mouth to speak, but only saw Siegfried's firm back as usual.
Fiore took Corres, and Atalanta jumped down from the treetops, shaking her long hair, and her emerald eyes reflected the scene of Shuoyue and Joan of Arc walking side by side.
At the forefront of this heroic picture, the dilapidated Fortress of Mirenia still stands tenaciously on the hill after experiencing the war.
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Black's meeting begins.
Then - of course something happened.
"Huh? You mean you refuse to assist us?!"
With a bang, Gold slapped his hands on the table and jumped up. Should he be said to be heroic and fearless, or terrifyingly stupid? In short, he glanced at Achilles, Karna and Atalanta one by one with questioning eyes.
Perhaps he felt that he was being wronged. Even Achilles, who had the most fiery temper, didn't say much and just said calmly:
"Teacher has already explained to you that we chose to leave the red side because of the death of our master. However, the real murderer of our master has not yet been identified."
"Isn't it a priest who calls himself Amakusa?"
"My ability tells me that he did not lie. Subjectively, Father Amakusa was not involved in this matter." Karna, who has the 'insight of a poor man', said.
"Is that Red Assassin Semiramis?"
"It's very possible, and the eldest sister and I both hate that black poisonous woman." Achilles curled his lips, "But until we find definite evidence, we can't act based on our feelings, and we won't help you fight against that priest, so Sorry."
Previously, it was because the master's death went to their heads. After calming down, Heel, Little Sun and Ta Miao realized the strangeness of this matter belatedly.
Killing the Master at a critical moment and weakening one's own combat power, is this really a stupid thing that Amakusa and the Empress would do?
Even if it was for the Command Seal, wouldn't Amakusa, as the Master, gain nothing in the end?
Could it be that the empress used too much force and killed the master directly?
Are you kidding me? This is a garden in the sky, and Semiramis is not a delicate queen.
To sum up, after discussion, Achilles and others finally decided to stand still and not to attack the red side indiscriminately until the truth was found.
"Of course, we are still happy to help you with other matters other than the red team, such as patrolling, sentrying, etc."
"But, we have handed over Romania's spiritual veins to you, right?" Fiore argued hard, trying to win over these three helpers.
"Yes, so we helped you defeat the giant Adam. After all, at the critical moment, you all called your followers away."
"Uh-huh..." Fiore was suddenly ashamed and speechless. Even Mordred, who was standing beside him, whistled and turned his head away as if nothing had happened.
The two swordsmen with light cannons both chose their master instead of subduing the giant. Although Joan didn't say much afterward, the shame of the hero (being blessed by the command spell but not doing anything serious) still made them Somewhat embarrassing.
In order to avoid suspicion, the three followers of the red side stood up neatly and left the conference room. After briefly collecting their emotions, Fiore, who temporarily served as the head of the Thousand World Tree family, and the leader of the black side, looked at the black robe who had been silent. youth.
"So, where is Mr. Shuo Yue who is here on behalf of the Clock Tower? Will you help us?"
Following Fiore's words, everyone else couldn't help but cast their eyes on Shuo Yue who was leaning against the door. At this point, no one will underestimate this assassin.
The golden electric beads swayed, Shuo Yue raised her eyes and gave the answer with a half-smile.