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"Sure enough, I still have to fight with you, sergeant."

Haidong and Men Yashi skillfully pointed their guns at each other. They had fought against them countless times. The word "enemy and friend" is really suitable to describe them. They are not just enemies or friends.

One second you can say something like "Only I can defeat you" in disguised form, and the next second you can draw guns and shoot each other endlessly. In this world, two people fight for a treasure, and who will be in danger in the next world? Sometimes, without saying a word, he would come to save his life.

If Menyashi encounters any danger in this world, the person who comes to save him will definitely be Haidong Dashu, because he said, "Only I can defeat you".

"That can't be helped. It's been so many times, so it's unavoidable. By the way, did you come here specifically?"

"Oh?"

"We were going to rush in from here. You happened to be fighting with others here, and you didn't even get in. Are you waiting for me? Let me guess who told you, Narutaki?"

"Crap."

Gate Yasushi and Haidong Dashu tacitly drew guns and shot at each other, and various skills emerged one after another, while Onodera transformed into Titan Kuga, pulled out Titan Sword and Mordred to deal with Dragon Tooth, but Dragon Tooth The data is crushed, even if it is one against two, it is not at all cowardly. Even the Titan Armor is a bit stretched against the Dragon Sabre facing 3000AP attacks.After all, Onodera did not master the sublimation form.

It was purely subconscious that he helped Mordred, because every time Menyaishi and Haidong pinched each other, he stopped the knights that Haidong summoned. The bruised nose was bruised.

But every time he is beaten in vain, so far, he has played against most of the knights, his combat experience is very skilled, and the use of the basic form of the air is also very handy, otherwise a Titan form alone is not enough to fight Dragon tooth.

As for Xia Long, he was eager to find Joan of Arc. No, strictly speaking, he was looking for Letitia. Because he was about to destroy the Great Holy Grail, it might be difficult to see each other again, so he wanted to see him before he left. her side.

He wanted to tell Letitia that he had been practicing seriously during this time, and he was not lazy at all, and that he had made new friends who felt that he had gained a lot during this time.

Xia Long remembered that Joan of Arc was in the forest that was far away from the battlefield. When he was looking for her, he just saw her figure flashing away there. Just as he was about to chase, he suddenly felt something in the forest on the right Something, immediately focus on alerting over there.

"Long wait, knight."

From the depths of the woods, a white-haired, black-skinned young man in a red coat slowly walked out. Just listening to the description might make one think of a righteous partner, but in fact this is Amakusa Shiro!

"I heard that your arrival will destroy the world. I came to find out. If it's true, then I can't just sit back and watch."

"Destroy the world... Did you hear what Narutaki said?"

One thing Xia Long has always wanted to complain about is how powerful Narutaki's mouth escapes. Why is it that no matter which world he goes to, the local people believe that Men Yasushi will destroy the world!

In the quiet life, an uncle in a fisherman hat suddenly appeared and said that there was a guy who would destroy the world. He actually believed it?

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to test your heart, I don't mean anything." Amakusa Shiro had a cute smile on his face. In Xia Long's time, he would have been a little puppy-type man, but... ......

This guy's heart is actually a little wolf dog.

"So what? Is your method of testing to fight?"

Xia Long is ready to transform.

"No, Caster, please use your troupe."

Before Amakusa Shiro finished speaking, Shakespeare in a red cloak appeared in the corner on the other side.

"It turned out to be the same way, so let us start!"

The book in his hand flipped over quickly, and at the same time he began to sing the incantation activated by the Noble Phantasm: "A person's life is just a wandering shadow, just his own actor, when it's his turn to appear... ."

When he opened his mouth, Xia Long realized that something was wrong, and he must not be allowed to finish singing. Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm is a vicious Noble Phantasm specially designed for people's past traumas. Almost no one has walked all the way smoothly, and some people will always be a little unbearable. Looking back on the past, Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm was to tear open these bloody wounds for the parties to witness.

Except for a small number of special people who have no trauma in their lives, almost no one can bear it. Even a near-perfect person called a saint like Ruler is defeated (although this pot is out of the way)

He hadn't personally experienced it, and he didn't know how vicious that Noble Phantasm could be, but he absolutely couldn't let Shakespeare finish singing it.

Xia Long rushed over to him immediately, and those who waited for the mage to sing without interrupting were all fools.

Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm had two more lines to sing, and Xia Long was eight paces away from him. He was confident that he would grab Shakespeare's neck before he sang the last few words.

"Sorry, please slow down."

Amakusa Shiro threw six black keys to block Xia Long's advance. Originally, he only needed to adjust his position to continue to move forward, but the black keys suddenly became larger under the action of magic, forming a row of iron like a cage. column.

"When it's your turn to play, you can only shout to the sky!"

After Shakespeare finished singing the last sentence, Xia Long was surrounded by dense paper and pulled him into Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm "The King's Troupe".

The surrounding environment has changed rapidly, from the dark night forest of Tulifas to the red bricks and white tiles of modern society, but it is relatively old, like something from ten or twenty years ago.

In the room, a young couple was arguing, next to a little boy squatting in the corner with big eyes.

"I can't get through this day, why did I go blind with a man like you? Divorce, I'm still young, I can find someone better than you!"

"Leave and leave, who is afraid of who? At first, I thought you were such a housekeeper, but after getting married, you know how to run around all day long. If you don't go to work, you know how to spend money!"

"Isn't that all your incompetence? If you can earn tens of thousands a month like Ah Zhen's husband, would you still be afraid of me spending so much?"

"You...you have no reason to tell you, get a divorce."

"You bring that little dragon. I don't want to bring a fuel bottle. No one wants a divorced woman with a child."

"You...you don't even want your son? Are you still a mother?"

"Then you're still a father, you take it with you."

"I... I still have to work, there are so many things every day, I have no time to take him!"

"Then I have it! In the end, it's just a bastard born to a poor man like you. Next time I'll find a white man with excellent blood, hum."

Their quarrel gradually drifted away, the figure gradually disappeared in the room, and only the boy of a few years old was left here alone.

The room was empty and nothing. Mom and Dad were gone, but no one took him with him.

They refunded the rent and moved to another place to live. There was nothing left in the room. He stood blankly for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was the only one left. The grievances and fears swept his heart, and the young children squatted in The corner cried.

The door creaked open, and he looked over with hope, hoping that his father or mother had returned, but it was not them, but the fierce landlord who often came to urge the rent.

"Damn, I'm scared, these two are good, they rolled clean, but they left such a gadget here."

He picked up the boy and drove him outside the door "Go out, this is not your home anymore, go to your parents, if you can find it."

The wooden door that used to be the door closed, and the boy was driven down the stairway, not knowing where to go or where to go.

"You, show me these, what do you want?"

Xia Long, who has always been in the perspective of a bystander, said in a deep voice.

That was his childhood experience, and no matter how many years passed, it was a lingering shadow on him.

"It's nothing, tragedy is also a big part of life, isn't it? Don't you think your life is quite wonderful as a tragic drama?" Shakespeare's eyes were full of indifference, he had seen thousands of tragedies Wan, there are too many to describe by hand, how could Xia Long's appearance touch him.

Xia Long's heart was filled with anger, and he punched Shakespeare's twitchy face, but he just turned into a puddle of confetti and immediately reappeared elsewhere.

"It's useless, in my theater, you can only continue to appreciate the farce of your life."

As soon as the scene changed, the young Xia Long was picked up by a kind old woman. She looked very tired, and she was already old. It took a train all night to come here to pick up her grandson, and it was not very good. Knowing the road, it was only after stumbling along the way that I found this place.

When hugging him, she seemed very happy. There was only one child in the family, and she was not at home all the year round. She rarely came back to see her during New Years and festivals. She was alone at home, and now she has at least one grandson.

"Little dragon, don't cry. Alas, he likes to cry just like your father was when he was a child."

"......grandmother."

When Xia Long saw his only relative again in Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm, he couldn't help feeling a sore throat.

The picture turns again, and his growth continues to appear bit by bit, he is scolded for doing wrong things, beaten on the palm of his hand for doing bad things, clumsily learning to write with a pen, climbing a tree to pick fruit and accidentally falling down...

The boy in the picture is growing up rapidly, and gradually it is time to go out to school, and the time away from home is getting longer and longer, a week in junior high school, half a month in high school, and half a year in college.

He watched his grandmother's figure hunker down a little bit, his eyes became cloudy, his hair turned from gray to pale, and sometimes he looked like dementia. He was doing a pony at the door, his eyes were straight.

But when the sound of the suitcase rubbing against the soil sounded, her eyes quickly recovered, and she stood up tremblingly with crutches and said, Xiaolong, you are back, grandma made dumplings and waited for you, and then went to the pot.

Xia Long knelt on the ground, tears couldn't help flowing. In this world, only grandma cared about him and loved him. The dumplings she made, the noodles she made, he could never eat the taste again.

The scene changed again, it was already her funeral, and both Xia Long shed tears. In front of her grave, Xia Long kept kowtowing, leaving blood on her forehead.

"Shakespeare...what the hell are you trying to do?"

He wiped away his tears, clenched his fists tightly, and ripped apart other people's past scars as a drama. This kind of behavior is really bad.

"Please don't get me wrong, I'm not the kind of person who is purely malicious, I just want to continue to show you some interesting things."

"You bastard..."

His anger was getting stronger and stronger, Shakespeare was right in front of him, but he couldn't even punch the guy hard, and this feeling of suffocation further catalyzed his emotions.

He didn't know, but now his eyes and pupils had turned blood red, like the one before the blood moon after being bitten by a dead apostle.

The screen turned again, and it turned out to be Leticia.

"What do you want!"

"My generation just wants to show you the reality. The man in the fisherman hat said that you are just a passer-by in this world. After you bloom in a hurry, you will disappear. My generation wants to show you what the world will be like after you are gone. This is not Is it fine?"

In the picture, Letitia is standing in the ruins of the Holy Grail War, looking for something everywhere, and she keeps shouting "Xia Long? Where are you, Xia Long?"

She didn't find her until the end, and returned to her hometown Doremi Village in despair. In the days when she was lost, a man named Zig appeared. He comforted Letitia, understood and understood each other, and then developed feelings.

"Look at that! Is there a strong resistance in your heart?" Shakespeare said happily:

"Didn't you notice? You like this girl! In your life so far, there have been family affection, tragedy, and happy times, but only no love!"

"At this moment, in this foreign country, a wandering boy meets a gentle girl, and then develops feelings. What a wonderful plot! Ah ah ah, but then the boy will be in the bud of the relationship, and he will not have time to confess. Time to leave, what a pity it is!"

"Shut up, stop talking!"

"Why don't you let me finish? Is it wrong for a boy to like a girl? No, how romantic this is, how brave it is to fight day and night for the girl he loves!"

"What the hell are you trying to do, Shakespeare!!!!"

He couldn't help but shouted loudly. Although he knew that all of this was false, even watching horror movies, people would have emotional substitutions, not to mention that these are actually real, whether they really happened or what will happen.

"I want this moment."

Shakespeare's bard-like expression has just been put away, and now there is a kind of behind-the-scenes look.

"When the anger reaches its limit, the demon will wake up, and then your true heart will be tested."

Xia Long was shocked to realize that his hand turned pitch black at some point, and the blood moon form that he thought would never appear again appeared.

"No...I didn't want to be like this, I..."

He raised his head and found that Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm disappeared at some point, and the surroundings changed back to the forest where he was before.

Intense negative emotions kept hitting his brain, just like the feeling of heat surging in his brain after someone said something extremely disgusting.

"Uh...ah..."

He tried hard to keep himself calm and avoid going into a runaway situation, but a "Huh" from the side caught his attention.

"This is... a vampire?" Joan of Arc noticed him while holding the holy flag. Xia Long's struggle just now looked like the irritability of a vampire when he lacked blood.