Illimitable Until Death
Chapter 1270: Mandate of the Black Front
Tullifas, Milenia City.
The reason for coming back here is not because the party wants to come back, but because the demon of Yugdomirenia found the party and let it pass.
I looked at the parchment that burned in my hand, and I didn't feel comfortable.
“You must know about me today, right? ”
What was done in Sigišwarari was hidden from others, but not from Yugdomirenia's eyes.
I suppose the rulers and followers of the black camp already know that the party broke into the church of Sigishwara alone with a rider and attacked, but turned away?
“However, there is no way to know that I will defeat my followers. ”
If even this level of information is available, then the Red Square's boundaries are simply hypothetical, and important information can be easily accessed by the Black Squad, so that you can simply go back to washing and sleeping.
“Just like that. ”
Then, Fang Li returned to Tullifas and entered the city of Millenia.
When the square came into the hall of kings, all the lords and followers were already here.
“Buzz...! ”
In the particles that turned into fog, Yuan Lai Guang also appeared solidified. He stood behind the square. The atmosphere of motherhood and gentleness remained the same as before. He still had a smile on his face, but no one underestimated the Berserker.
Combined with this morning's conversation and the current state of affairs, perhaps all those present have counted the credit that Square can withdraw from the main battalion of the Red Square Camp to Yuan Lai Guang?
Against the seven-mounted followers at the same time.
This Berserker, is there really any way to do this?
The Lord and his followers thought about it, and their eyes were a little uncertain.
Only Vlad III expressed his sincere appreciation.
“Yu is happy! ”
Vlad III, sitting on the throne, opened his hands and spoke out loud.
“Besides Saber and Archer, there's such a good general under the rest of the banner, Berserker, don't you want some rewards? ”
As you can see, Vlad III is in a good mood.
The morning's unpleasant appeared to have been completely forgotten by Vlad III, and all that remained was appreciation for the light of origin.
This Romanian monarch is indeed quite king-like.
Even if it is a cruel tyrant to the outside world, it is no wonder that so many people have followed him in his resistance against Turkish soldiers, who are able to receive the same camp in this way.
Unfortunately, Genraku doesn't eat Vlad III's.
“I am not your leader, the exotic king. ”
The source smiled and the words were silent.
“Though immature, I was once a general of a country, a relative of the royal kingdom, who could not serve the kings of a foreign kingdom, and I ask your forgiveness. ”
So Yuan Lai Guang suddenly squeezed it.
“As for rewards...”
Yuan Lai Guang glanced at the square.
There was only a cold back and an unclear feeling in the mind.
“Huh...”
Yuan Lai Guang masked his mouth and smiled.
It's just that the laughter, on the contrary, makes the unknown feeling in the mind of the party even stronger.
What exactly is the leader of the Yuan clan going to do to himself?
Is there anything on her that could be rewarded?
The more I think about it, the worse it feels.
Now, the conversation shifted directly to everyone present.
“Calling us back all of a sudden, for what? ”
If you look closely, not all the lords and followers of the Black Camp are here.
Assassin's lords and followers, for example, remain invisible.
Apart from that, Astorford was also absent.
In the morning, Astorford, who had followed him on his way out, was thrown away and did not act with him.
Where is that cavalry, whose reason has evaporated?
I don't know if I know what the square is referring to, Serenica's expression is somewhat unhappy.
“Oh?” Fong Lipton frowned. "You don't even know where your followers are, do you? ”
Serenica's expression became gloomy, even biting her teeth, as if she had been stabbed in the pain.
Looks like the psychopath's lord totally hated Astorford.
Only Gold, sayin 'in disdain.
“Forget the weak, worthless followers. ”
In strength, Astorford is indeed the weakest of the black factions.
Even Caster is capable of striking combat power by manipulating the statue over Astorford.
Perhaps Astorford's strength is the weakest in this Holy Grail war?
Even those who knew the original book wanted to say that, apart from Caster in the red, Astorford, purely in strength, was afraid that it would really have to go down.
But someone is very dissatisfied with Gold's disdainful attitude.
“Rider's performance can be compensated for by riding vehicles, and many of the treasures in his hands can be used for specific purposes. Single fights may be disadvantaged, but not necessarily in group warfare.” Serenica looked at Gold to make people smile brutally, saying: "I'm more worried about powerful followers like Saber than Rider, wouldn't it be more troublesome if they were delayed by an incompetent lord? ”
“An incompetent lord?” Golderton was stunned and angry: “Are you talking about me? How dare you call me the incompetent lord? ”
“Ah, pull, do you think you deserve a good follower like Saber?” Serenica turned her eyes to Saber and smiled with a glorious expression: “Saber must be pretty much fed up with this arrogant, incompetent guy, too? ”
Saber was silent.
“Humph!” Gold smiled coldly at Serenica. "Don't try to provoke my followers. I told him not to speak! ”
Instead of releasing everyone, Gold's statement allowed everyone to say something in silence.
“What a fool. ”
How dare you order your followers not to speak?
Gold is probably trying to avoid the disclosure of important real names, isn't it?
But in such an extreme way, even if the followers themselves obey, it is infinite.
No words, no communication.
Without communication, we cannot understand each other.
And if the Lord and his followers cannot understand each other, in such occasions as the Grail War, there is a second possibility besides double defeat?
It's not just a prop that obeys orders.
In the past, not many kings exited because they could not reach a consensus with their followers.
This arrogant and arrogant magician is simply repeating his mistakes.
Stupid as hell.
“Okay.”
Danik came forward and put an end to the dispute.
Eyes, they're thrown into the square.
“This time I'm here to ask you to solve one thing. ”
Danik smiled so elegantly, so openly.
“We hope you can pick up Assassin. ”