Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

"The Dragon Fang soldiers and the soldiers in this outfit, are they from the Hundred Years' War in the Singularity? If there are wyverns, that would confirm it."

Although Mo Li said so, he had confirmed before coming that there was no wyvern in the surrounding sky. But he was right. The town in front of him couldn't even stop the Dragon Tooth Soldiers, so why would he need a wyvern?

Although those soldiers could easily chop down the Dragon Tooth Soldiers and could fight two against one without being at a disadvantage, there were too many Dragon Tooth Soldiers and they were simply unable to stop them from climbing the city wall. Moreover, they didn't even have an archer. Although shooting arrows at skeletons was mostly useless, Mo Li did not see any.

Obviously, if Mo Li did not take action to stop it, the town in front of him would inevitably be slaughtered by the Dragon Tooth Soldiers.

Although Mo Li was a cheerful person, he could only scratch his head when he saw this situation. Then he took out his Fang Tian Hua Ji and rushed forward, clearing out the Dragon Tooth Soldiers under the city wall like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and destroying their siege equipment in the process.

The changes were so dramatic that a French soldier on the wall, fighting tooth and nail, glanced down and exclaimed with delight, "Reinforcements! The skeletal soldiers attacking the city below have been wiped out! That guy with the strange weapon is so powerful!"

"Are the reinforcements coming?" The other French soldiers on the city wall were also shocked, and even more powerful strength burst out from their bodies.

Similar sounds echoed on the city walls, even forcibly turning the originally unfavorable situation around.

A French soldier dressed as an officer shouted to Mo Li, "Sir, be careful! There are archers hiding nearby. Our archer was killed by that unknown archer!"

Mo Li, who had been studying foreign languages ​​with Justisa and the others, understood their words and immediately locked onto a target, Atalanta, meow!

Just at this moment, an arrow shot out like lightning. Mo Li waved his Fang Tian Hua Ji to block it, then kicked off his feet and rushed towards the direction of the arrow like a thunderclap, continuously waving his Fang Tian Hua Ji to shoot down the arrows that flew one after another.

Mo Li looked at the slender green figure in front of him who was constantly trying to distance himself from him and said, "It's just a town that can't even accommodate 100,000 people. If you had just released your Noble Phantasm, the Complaint Arrow, you could have razed this small town to the ground. But you didn't do that. You simply shot their archers and watched the Dragon Fang soldiers attack the city. Atalanta, is this because you still have your sanity?"

“…” Atalanta ran faster, but Mo Li was still faster than her.

Qi Qi chased after her and said, "Atalanta, stop pretending. I know you're not completely berserkers. There aren't many who are truly berserkers. Lü Bu is one, and Hercules still retains a certain level of rationality after going berserker. Even the berserker Lancelot would still play dumb. You're not a berserker per se. You're just a berserker archer under a berserker spell who has to obey orders. I know you can speak."

Atalanta looked back at Mo Li who was getting closer and closer, and replied to him indifferently: "We are just enemies. I kill them, you kill me, and I kill you. It's that simple."

"Huh... Miss Atalanta, this world is wrong, and I need to fix it."

"Solve the world of error?" Atalanta let out a mocking smile. "The evil Joan of Arc only wanted to destroy France, but you want to solve the error and destroy the entire world. In comparison, you are the biggest murderer. The title of World Destroyer perhaps suits you very well."

Li Qiye helplessly responded, "Hey, Atalanta, it's not quite right to say that about me. After all, I'm only doing this to save the real world, to eliminate mistakes and get back on track. Rather than calling me a destroyer, it's better to call me a savior."

"Really?" Atalanta didn't comment. She turned around and stopped abruptly, then swung her bow at Mo Li who was close to her. The sharp bowstring was enough to easily cut through steel.

Although the swung Fang Tian Hua Ji cut the bowstring, it was also slightly rebounded by the quietly condensed magic power. Atalanta also took advantage of this thrust to fly backwards, straightened the bow in mid-air, condensed the magic power into a new bowstring, and then drew the bow and shot the arrow at Mo Li.

As the arrow was shot, Mo Li suddenly disappeared. Atalanta's pupils shrank, and she heard Mo Li's voice in her ear: "I got you, Atalanta."

Mo Li grabbed Atalanta's neck with his right hand and slammed her to the ground with such force that a hole several meters deep was created. This force was enough to kill Hassan the Hundred Faces in one fell swoop. If Atalanta hadn't been so strong, this blow would have been enough to send her back to Valhalla.

"Puff..." Atalanta spat out a mouthful of blood to the side. She didn't even have the strength to stand up. She felt as if her whole body was about to shatter at this moment. Now she was like a porcelain doll covered with cracks. Since there was no damage to the vital parts such as the spirit core, she would be able to recover in no time, but would this person give her a chance?

Mo Li wiped away the blood Atalanta had vomited, then put away her bow and his own weapon, reached out and picked her up: "Then you are my prisoner now, Atalanta."

Atalanta looked at him angrily and said, "Kill me if you want! I've already killed so many people, so it's only natural for you to kill me."

"I never said I wanted to kill you." Mo Li thought about it and simply carried Atalanta on his back, trying to make her feel as comfortable as possible.

"Are you crazy?!" Atalanta said in disbelief. She and he were enemies! This posture made it very easy for her to backstab Mo Li.

Li Qiye responded unhappily, "You can try to see if I am a clone or my real self right now. Also, do you really think you have the ability to kill me with a sneak attack? And do you think I won't impose any restrictions?"

Atalanta felt her body and discovered that a power that did not belong to her was lurking in her body, and it was of a very high level, at least at the level of divine power.

Atalanta sighed in Mo Li's ear: "What are you going to do to me?"

"I don't know, can you help me think about it?"

Mo Li's response made Atalanta doubt reality again: "What? You said you don't know?"

Li Qiye said affirmatively, "Well... that's right. I haven't decided what to do with you yet, so please be my prisoner for the time being. Stay safe and don't cause any trouble. Anyway, you were defeated by me and are too seriously injured to participate in the war to destroy France. What do you think of this reason?"

"..." Atalanta was silent for a while, then lay on Mo Li's back with peace of mind.