The Fate of the Gunman

The sound of the inhalation was extremely harsh, but Lancer had an unconscious expression. After taking a deep breath, he exhaled suddenly.

"call------"

Breathing can be said to be extremely important in the martial arts of the celestial dynasty, one of which is to regulate the human spirit, such as letting people calm down by following their own breath.

"I believe you."

"?"

Medea, who held the scepter in both hands, looked at Lancer in disbelief, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly said this, and even his eyes were filled with blankness.

"I don't know you, but I believe in my intuition. At least so far, my intuition has never been missed, so - - tell me what I should do next."

Lancer has never been a qualified commander, but there is no doubt that he is an excellent vanguard, a general that everyone can trust. It can be said that Lancer’s combat effectiveness is especially desired in large battlefields. One hundred percent, or even one hundred and two percent, requires an equally good commander.

Now that he is in an illusion that cannot be solved by brute force alone, he also needs someone to tell him how to use the force, otherwise the only thing he can do is to make a move.

It's not that this is meaningless, but it is undoubtedly a lot slower in terms of efficiency.

Lancer's words can be said to have surprised Medea very much, even a little unbelievable, but looking at Lancer's serious expression, she did not ask Lancer again but silently nodded.

"Your Excellency Lancer, even I cannot completely decipher the illusion set by the teacher, but I can replace your eyes to guide you forward. As long as you can defeat the teacher, the illusion can be lifted, and your companions They can also be restored."

Lancer also nodded silently when he heard the other party's words.

Although it does not seem to be special, it is actually extremely important to Lancer, at least he does not need to be a headless fly.

"Wait! Lord Lancer, you...ah~!!!"

In Medea's incredible gaze, Lancer picked him up and put it on his shoulder.

"Although I don't know how you and your teacher get along, just in case, stay with me for the time being, so that at least I can guarantee your safety."

Medea seemed very uncomfortable because of being picked up suddenly.

Perhaps for Lancer, there is no substantial difference between playing with children, but for Medea, this is the first time for Medea to have such close contact with the opposite sex.

Medea, with his hands around Lancer's head, looked nervously at a scene he had never seen before, and didn't know if it was because of nervousness or other reasons that his face became flushed.

"Where shall we go next?"

Facing Lancer's question, Medea was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted.

Although extremely nervous, Medea still felt his heart beating a little fast after taking a few deep breaths, and even leaned his chest against Lancer's ears because of holding Lancer's head.

'I don't know if Lord Lancer heard my heartbeat?'

Although a little shy, she has not forgotten her job or her goal.

"Your Excellency Lancer, just go forward, and I'll show you the way!"

Chapter 84—Icy Fury

In front of Lancer was a rushing river, but he did not hesitate to step forward, even if his body began to fall freely in the air, his expression did not change at all, because at this time he Everything has been handed over to Medea.

However, it is not so much that Lancer completely believes in Medea, as it is that Lancer believes in his intuition, and Medea has not lived up to Lancer's expectations, a large amount of magic power gathered in his eyes to show him the direction.

And behind the two of them, there are countless'sculptures'.

Whether it was Olga Marie who attacked Lancer and the others in the first place, or the crew of the Argo, who was constantly attacking, or the unlucky ghosts who had suffered from Circe magic and turned into animals earlier, they have completely changed at this time. Become a sculpture in the ice.

There is no doubt that they will attack Lancer because of the illusion created by Circe, so Lancer tried his best to save his life, but it is also because of this that Lancer's expression becomes more serious as he walks away. He hates this kind of playing with others' hearts. Guys!

Mountains, rivers and lakes, Lancer himself didn't know what kind of danger he had gone through. The only thing he knew was believing the girl on his shoulders.

With a gun in one hand, sweeping all the way, no matter what kind of enemy it is, he can't stop his way until——————

"That's her?"

Facing Lancer's doubts, Medea, who was sitting on Lancer's shoulder, nodded with a complicated expression.

"Ok."

Lancer, who received Medea’s affirmative answer, narrowed his eyes unconsciously, because the enemy in front of him was a bit beyond Lancer’s expectations. After all, sitting on a boulder at this time was a figure bigger than Medea. Petite girl.

But the other party didn't seem to notice Lancer's weird gaze. Instead, he shook his head as if looking at Lancer with an innocent expression, and shook his head with disappointment until the end.

"They look so average~"

Lancer was stunned by the other's words, but then his expression became more serious.

Say this on this occasion?Could it be that the other party is crazy?No, it's impossible, which means that the other party deliberately angered himself?That's right!Absolutely!

These illusionists are dirty!

But while Lancer was waiting for her, Circe on the other side was indeed a little disappointed. After all, in her opinion, a man who seemed to be surrounded by'love' shouldn't be what she was in front of her. Before, she wanted to surprise herself. But instead of going to see the other party, he was here waiting for the other party's arrival.

Thinking about it now is a waste of time.

"Oh~ it's really disappointing."

"In that case, let everyone go."

Lancer doesn't care about winning or losing words at all. He is more concerned about the safety of the crew than personal honor or disgrace, so he spoke without hesitation, but the opponent shook his head after a moment of stunned.

"Don't ~ it's troublesome~"

The attitude of the other party makes Lancer feel a little strange, because at this time the other party feels like a little girl who does not understand, and the tone of speech makes people feel like acting like a baby, but it is obvious that Lancer in front of him is not A man who will shrink from it.

"Then I will fight until you take the initiative to untie it!"

Lancer, who had been tempered into steel in his heart, shot without hesitation, and the spear in his hand turned into a red light that instantly tore the air, while the Circe sitting on the rock seemed to not care at all. Continue to yawn.

Lancer's purpose was to save people, so the target he aimed at was not the enemy's key point, but when the spear was about to attack Circe, Medea's exclamation sounded in his ear.

"Master Lancer! Be careful to the left!"

Without hesitation, he drew his gun back to his defense. The long spear in his hand slammed out Lancer and instantly felt that he had hit something, but before he was sure he felt a tremendous force coming from the gun.

"Huh~huh~!!!"

With a strange cry, Lancer only felt terrifying power coming from the other side, and then he was pushed by this power to move a few steps.

Pure wrestling has no advantage for Lancer, but this way I want him to retreat — — dream!

As if responding to the anger in Lancer's heart, the flames on the spear jumped instantly and rushed towards the target directly in front, seeming to want to burn the opponent completely.

After the flame ignited the opponent, Lancer finally saw the opponent's outline clearly through the flame.