Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

His long blue hair was tied into a ponytail, and he was wearing a blue battle uniform. It was covered by metallic armor only at the key parts. With a red spear in his right hand, he appeared with a hearty and justice A full smile.

He looked around, and after noticing Bazette and the enchantment in her hand, he was about to speak, but Bazette was the first to speak.

"The descendants of the Red Branch Knights, Bazet Fraga Macremis, like your greetings, the Son of Light of Ireland, Your Excellency Cuchurin!"

Bazette put a hand on his chest, his tone was serious with excitement, and he bowed slightly to express his respect. Finally met, the protagonist in the story that I was obsessed with as a child, that great hero!

"Oh? It looks like I was lucky this time, did I meet a good Master! Ha!"

Kuchurin's tone is extremely casual, which makes people look like a bastard, and the tone is a bit rude, but the boldness in it also makes people feel good.

"Although there are no restrictions on job placements, did you give Lancer the name!"

With an uncomfortable whisper, Cu Chulin also bowed slightly to Bazette.

"The Lancer of the Heroic Spirit, came by following the call, and here, the contract is reached!"

He is not a lonely and arrogant king, nor is he an evil spirit, but a warrior who is fighting on the front line to protect the country. With a heroic personality, he will be polite when he sees a Master whom he recognizes.

Although Bazet was excited, but he also knew that the most important thing to do at this time was to understand his heroic spirit. Cu Chulainn’s life is recorded in legends, but he hand-painted the historical legends that I don’t know for many years, and there will be mistakes in the end. , And there is a more important point.

"Library..."

"Just call me Lancer, anyway, it is not brave to expose your real name at will in the Holy Grail War!"

"Okay, Lancer, I ask you, what is your wish!"

Bazette is like a mountain that has lasted for a thousand years, standing in front of Cuchurin, asking the question that might cause the greatest ambiguity between the two sides.

"Does this still need to be said? Now that I have come here, I have the opportunity to compete with various heroes in myths and legends, naturally I have to have a good fight!"

Cuchurin smiled heartily, and slapped the scarlet spear in his hand.

"Then Master, you!"

Although the entire body of the heroic spirit has been completely supplied with the required power from this world, it is just not known whether it is the rule set by the six kings sincerely. The heroic spirit still needs the magic power of the Master as the basic power. After losing the Master, Will still return to the Hall of Valor. This makes the bond between the two still full.

"My wish has been fulfilled. It is my greatest wish to see the hero of my childhood dreams and to ride with you on this battlefield!"

"I didn't expect that there are still my admirers in this era. Don't worry, Master, I will dedicate the most wonderful battle for you!"

Even if he knew that he had his own admirer, Cú Chulainn did not have any pride, he smiled boldly, and he was full of fighting spirit.

"Just call me Bazette! But Lancer, this Holy Grail War is different from the past. We still have to be careful. This is the deep mountain town near Dongmu Town. The Great Holy Grail exists in Dongmu Town, and the war will surround this town. Unfold, just in case, I would like to ask you to go there alone and explore these locations to see if there are already heroes, so that we can decide the next goal!"

As Bazette said, he took out a detailed map of Fuyuki City and nearby cities from his arms, and she has marked some important points. Those places are the essential roads to enter from outside cities. , If a magician summons the heroic spirits in advance, stays on these key points, and kills the coming magician, it would be very dangerous to walk into that range casually.

Cuchurin looked at the map carefully and nodded clearly.

He likes to fight, but he is not a pure lunatic. He never fears anyone alone, but if he is really under siege, he may be able to escape at his own speed, but he is definitely not sure to run with his Master. Summoned by the Holy Grail, no matter how bad they are, they are absolutely personal. Cuchurin is not so proud to think that he can beat all the heroic spirits by himself. What he expects is to find a no-man's land and fight one-on-one with his ideal opponent.

However, there is one more important thing.

"If I leave, what do you do if you are in danger, Bazet? This time there is only one spell, although even after it is used, we can still enter into other contracts to maintain the connection between the Master and the heroic spirit. This spell It’s better to use it in key places."

The Holy Grail War is both an offense and a defense. Its essence is to defeat all the enemies while protecting one's own Master. Anything wrong is a failure!

"Don't worry Lancer, anyway, I am also one of the handful of martial arts magicians in the Magic Association. Even if I face the heroic spirits, I am confident that I will play a few rounds with him!"

Bazette is extremely confident, but her strength is indeed strong, as long as it is not too much out of specification for the heroic spirit, she can indeed fight face to face for several rounds.

Cuchurin glanced at the ball hanging around her waist and nodded in agreement.

Recorded in the Celtic mythology, he can naturally recognize that the ball is a Celtic God of War sword. Although it is not the original product, it is also a magic costume created based on that legend and concept. If there is this, I don’t know. The heroic spirit may even suffer a small loss.

"Please wait for good news!"

Cuchurin didn't say much, he was not a whimper. After agreeing to this policy, his body turned over and his whole person broke through the small knots made by the rune of Bazteruni from the narrow gap. World, a few ups and downs disappeared into the night sky.

"Regardless of the outcome of the war, I am a winner."

The joy on his face was irresistible, Bazet clenched his fist and looked at the mysterious rune on the back of his hand.

Suddenly, she frowned. The magic items used for message transmission reacted.

"Yanfeng Qili? Come to visit me at this time, I don't know what's going on."

After thinking about it, Bazette still agreed to Yanfeng Qili's request to visit, and used magic to tell him where he was now.

She was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect Yanfeng Qili to be in a place not far from her...

Item 0222

"Shirou!"

"What's the matter, Keiji!"

Hearing the yelling of Eimiya Kirishu, Eimiya Shiro hurried over. For his adoptive father, he has always been the goal of his life. The broken body of the former Eomiya Kirishu made him sad, but now he finally sees his health restored, his gray complexion has become ruddy again, and his previous decadent and sloppy look has become more confident and energetic. Shiro Weimiya has been caring about his body, for fear that some strange disease will appear again.

After crossing the house of Eomiya’s house and ran to Kirishu’s room, he was relieved when he saw that there was nothing wrong with him. He didn’t notice the full of breath when Eomiya Kiritsugu called him. .

Kirishu Eomiya was packing up his clothes and putting on the pure black coat.

Seeing his adopted son running in a panic, he didn't have any blame. He was very satisfied with his adopted son. He had thought that in the last moments of his life, being able to raise Shiro Weigu was the most correct thing in his life.

"Are you going out again? Keiji."

In the past few years, since the Ryogi-san came here, Keiji Eomiya went out more frequently, sometimes even for several months before coming back, but Shiro Eimiya is still grateful for being able to use his strong body to fill the world in chaos. He was more willing to see Eomiya Kiritugu who was running.

"I'll be back soon this time. At most two or three days of work, you should be careful when you are at home alone."

"Don't worry, Chishi, even if you never come back, I can take care of myself!"

Patting his chest, he promised like a man.

Kirishu Eomiya gave a relieved smile.

His adopted son has grown up, and although he is still very young, he will soon be able to stand alone.

After several years of growth, Shiro Weimiya's height has become much taller than before, and his pale skin has gradually developed in the direction of bronze, and his thin body has also grown solid muscles. Eimiya Kirishu's money is enough for the two to live a rich life, but Shiro Eimiya seldom uses his savings. Starting from junior high school, he entered a part-time job career, and his muscles were also developed during the part-time job.

As he said, even if Kirisu Uemiya is gone, he can take good care of himself. Cooking and housework have matured in a few years, making him a good man at home.

"On your own, pay attention to safety. In recent days, try to go out as little as possible at night."

Eimiya Kiritugu told Shiro Eiya, the previous phone call let him know that the war was about to begin!

"I know, Keiji, let's do your own thing quickly, don't be too late!"