The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"In short, the battle from here on will be left to you. Don't be careless."

After the medicine was distributed, I clapped my hands and said with a relaxed expression.

"Are you not going to participate?"

Altria looked at me with a look of disapproval on his face.

"Ah...I'm just a small logistics. I don't need a weak woman like me to go to this kind of thing, right?"

I looked at Altria with a surprised look.

"...I'm talking to you about business matters..."

The hand hanging down to her side was slightly clenched, and it could be seen that she was trying her best to endure the desire to punch someone at the moment-although Dimrdo on one side was in better condition, his expression also looked a little embarrassing.

By the way, this child's ignition point is too low, right?I haven't provoke much...

"Although it is said that things like dragon slaying should be left to you orthodox knights. But it is not that I am the kind of incompetent princess who is trapped on a tower and needs someone to rescue... well, well..."

When I was about to say a few more words, I received the disapproving gaze from Lancelot, so I could only curl my lips and put away the idea of ​​joking to adjust the atmosphere, "Anyway, if you need to assist magic. Alice is competent. Although it is not that you distrust the fighting power of the three of you, don’t you think it’s weird? The black dragon is projected here... but what about Medea?"

"!"

Seeing the sudden enlightenment on the faces of people around me, I told myself to be patient while rubbing my temples.

Really...is it possible that all knights are (and Lancelot is no exception) fools with stones in their brains?!I should remind you of such obvious things...

"...And I said it before, I need you to delay time here."

I sighed and hypnotized myself in my heart. At the moment at the Knights of the Round Table meeting during the Arthurian dynasty, the group of people in front of me were all the kind of dumb knights who didn’t understand things without explaining. I explained, "I want The world will go to Yuanzang Mountain to find Medea’s magic position, otherwise the situation here will definitely develop beyond control."

"But then... you..."

A look of disapproval appeared in Lancelot's pale eyes.

"Although there was an accident on the Class, no matter how strong Medea is, it is only a witch... And although my Class is Caster, please don't forget that I am also a fighter."

Summoning my own treasure, I curled my lips, "My treasure is a two-stage change, which can be far and near. Manipulating magic projection requires most of the mental power and magic power. So as long as you can This black dragon projection is completely restrained here, and as long as I find Medea there, I can easily end the battle." Blame...

Of course, only I know the last two words—because if I really say it, Lancelot must have said that I would not agree with me to take the risk alone.

Although it’s not to doubt the combat effectiveness of Altria, Dimrdo, and Lancelot, I can only say that they will never get any benefit from this black dragon projection. They want to fight easily and delay time. Don't even think about it.

Because I just remembered that the imprint on the forehead projected by the black dragon is obviously a water demon pattern, and the reason it makes me feel familiar is entirely because I was once possessed of this pattern in the Arthurian dynasty. 'S people have been overcast.

Except for the slight differences in the strokes at the corners, the pattern is basically the same as Morgan's. In other words, there must be a corresponding inheritance connection between Medea and Morgan.

But this is not the point, the point is... I finally understand why Medea throws this black dragon projection into the port.

Because the use of magic projection requires the support of the attached media while consuming magic power-otherwise, the magic power consumed by magic projection will definitely increase geometrically.

That's right, although I was not sure at the beginning, after thinking of related things at this moment, I was completely sure.

The black dragon magic projection medium in front of us is water.And if there is no error in the judgment, Medea uses the water magic pattern as the magic transmission point and operation catalyst.

——What do you mean by "remembering"... Obviously I told you whether it is good...

what?Are you speaking out?Sorry I didn't pay attention.

——Otherwise, can you remember so many academic things as your golden rat head?It's not because I am helping you organize it.

Well, hello librarian, goodbye librarian.(Speaking of which, I always feel that I have just been spit out very subtle by some wicked guy, is it an illusion?)

——You are the librarian!

Well, the file manager has worked hard.

——There is no difference between the two, bastard!Convex = dish = +

"..."

Lancelot looked at me with a visibly confused expression on his face, as if he was studying the authenticity of my words.

"It's okay, instead of spending time here, it's better for you to hurry up and do business."

The action of trying to look away from me was calm, I blew a whistle again, this time with my whistle, even the small animals on the embankment began to commotion, "Moreover, I am not alone. Lance, you Don't worry about it..."

"The fighting power of these animals is basically..."

"Did I say that I was going to act with these animals? It was just asking them to find out the news for me."

With a sigh, I whispered, "I will go with the remaining heroic spirit. You should know her ability very well. She is definitely an expert when it comes to sneaking in. I will not venture into it until the correct information is confirmed. Yes. Is this all right?"

"...Is she credible?"

Seems to be moved by me, Lancelot asked after thinking about it.

"You also know that she has a very good relationship with the Zhao family."

Knowing that he was simply worried about my safety, so I didn't have much to say, and just explained it again, "This time the incident will obviously threaten the safety of Zhao's family, and she will definitely cooperate with me. "

"In that case, I won't say much. Please be careful."

"calm down."

Shrugging, I cast my sights on Dimrdo and Altria, "Then the division of labor will be very clear. You are responsible for dragging the black dragon projection... Well, if it is speculated based on magic theory, Its weakness should be on the mark on the forehead. Remember not to keep your hand. And I have handled the rear things during this period of time. No comments?"

Altria and Dimler nodded more.

"Then let's act separately, I wish the martial arts prosperous."

After placing my right hand on my left shoulder and making an exit ceremony, I immediately turned and ran towards Yuanzang Mountain.

"Roar~~~~~~~"

Just as he was about to enter Shenshan Town, the sound of a deafening dragon sounded behind him. Looking sideways, he could just see the three people rushing towards the huge black dragon.

Then, I have to work hard.

Chapter Forty-Five

The so-called "the dead do not pay for their lives", Xiao Squid is now becoming more and more cunning.

But I can’t blame her for doing this. After all, her camp and personality are all here. I once said that there are only a few that are important to her, other people-even if they are in a good relationship with her at the moment. The Zhao family is within the scope of her sacrifice.

And she herself didn't mind being said to be cold-blooded or something else, because except for that few people, this was indeed true.

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