Fate: Typemoon - My Dragon Knight

The black twin-tailed girl, standing at the very back of the group, silently revealed a mocking smile on her face. As expected, humans were just such a disgusting species. Especially after the start of the Industrial Revolution... no, to be precise, ever since the start of the Age of Discovery, humanity's dark side could no longer be hidden. Especially in the West of this continent, and that so-called America.

However, along with this mockery, a bit of annoyance towards those assassins couldn't help but well up in the girl's heart. She had finally come to the forest to relax, only to run into an assassination. And from the sounds of it, it seemed the assassins were preparing to eliminate all of them.

If she were to make a move, she could, of course, quickly resolve everything. But that would go against her original intention of keeping a low profile. But if she were to run away by herself, she would probably be investigated by the magus families and even get into trouble. Although she wasn't afraid, there was a risk of her identity being exposed. She was already being watched by some inexplicable person; she didn't want to be on the minds of even more people. It was all these assassins' fault, coming to this deep mountain for an assassination for no good reason, and with so many other people around.

Hopefully, these students had the ability to escape. If at least half of them escaped, she wouldn't be so conspicuous.

The leader of this assassination squad looked at the wall of walnuts that had been erected. He directly dropped the rifle in his hand and pulled out the big guy from behind him. At the same time, he gave a deadly order to the subordinate next to him who was preparing for a precision strike.

"Get ready. I'll use this big guy to destroy all those annoying walls in a moment. I'll leave the rest to you."

The "big guy" the leader was talking about was, in fact, a six-barreled machine gun. All problems stem from a lack of firepower. Now with this big guy, he refused to believe he couldn't break through their defenses.

As the muzzle of the machine gun sparked to life, one bullet after another shot forward! A single bullet, of course, couldn't destroy this large wall of walnuts. But the continuous spray of bullets and the constantly firing rockets reshaped the terrain under a barrage of roars.

Even Aslan would have nodded continuously and exclaimed with emotion if he had seen this scene. This was the reason he had always pursued such firepower.

Originally, Aslan had not intended to intervene. After all, this was a dispute between the magi of this era. However, through his familiar, Aslan saw that girl with the black twin-tails. To describe her as a girl was perhaps inappropriate. After all, that one was even older than him. In terms of seniority, he could call her great-great-grandmother.

Aslan still remembered that his mission was to investigate the possible abnormalities in this world. Since that was the case, he also needed partners and connections. The great-great-grandmother before him was by no means weak. And if the crisis in this world was really as he had guessed, then making friends with this one now was a good choice. At that time, no matter what the situation was, having three Heroic Spirit-level beings teamed up, even if they couldn't solve the problem, self-preservation shouldn't be an issue.

The current him was not a pure-blooded human. Strictly speaking, he was also one of the Phantasmal Species. He probably wouldn't be rejected by this one.

A few people, upon seeing the enemy take out a weapon with even greater firepower, prepared to immediately turn back and flee. No matter what, these assassins needed to kill their target first before killing them to silence them, right? Since that was the case, with Mark here, the possibility of them escaping by running back the way they came was greater.

Several people pushed past the shoulders and body of the black twin-tailed girl and frantically fled in the direction they had come from. The black twin-tailed girl was not angry. She had probably already guessed the outcome for these people. A team that could afford to purchase so many firearms should have already set up things on their retreat path to prevent them from leaving.

With the sound of an explosion, the last voice, filled with surprise, fear, and incomprehension, directly cursed out a British swear word. "##! Why are there landmines here?"

The black twin-tailed girl pushed up her glasses, trying her best to lower her presence. In a short while, a sky-shattering scream rang out, accompanied by the sound of a trigger being pulled and a bullet leaving the chamber. Mark, who had just poked his head out and was preparing to counterattack with magic, was directly headshot by someone who had long been lying in wait for him.

In the eyes of these students, the one among them who could fight the best was already dead. They were afraid they couldn't escape this disaster.

"Tch."

The black twin-tailed girl was already prepared. The moment the enemy got close to her, she would directly make a move and burn these annoying guys to ash. With the death of their target, these assassins were indeed approaching step by step, preparing to silence everyone.

"[Falling Thunder]!"

A stone engraved with a Faerie Letter representing lightning was suddenly thrown from behind these assassins, then landed in the middle of their squad. The next moment, lightning directly erupted, enveloping this small area. Without even letting out a scream, half of the assassins' team was gone. In the process of this raging thunder, many of the firearms' ammunition were also detonated.

This sudden change, while bringing joy to the students, also infuriated the assassin leader. Just as the mission was about to be completed, someone dared to interfere! They really had some guts!

"Who!"

The assassin leader turned his head and raised his firearm, aiming at the direction the stone was thrown from.

Aslan, juggling a similarly carved stone with Faerie Letters in his hand, walked out of the forest step by step. "You ask who I am? Let's just say I'm a senior to these children. Thank you so much for looking after my incompetent juniors. I never thought I'd run into people bullying my juniors while I was in seclusion in the forest."

Aslan did not hide his aura. Therefore, the distinct scent of a Western dragon directly rushed into the nostrils of the black twin-tailed girl. This made the girl frown. Was this year her unlucky year? Why did it feel like all sorts of trouble were appearing around her? Such a dense scent of dragon blood was not something a mere dragon descendant could compare to. The so-called dragon blood descendants in the world of magi now, those with more than 5% dragon blood in their bodies, were already beings you could count on one hand.

A guy with such a dense scent, in the eyes of this twin-tailed girl, was simply another old fossil pretending to be young, just like her. No... as a fae, I never age.