Where's the promised harem of Heroic Spirits? Why is it all just me?

Such a high luck value is undoubtedly born for drawing cards.

In addition to Lanis, the alternative is the second sister of Lucky EX, but he had seen discussions on the forum when he was online in his previous life. The meaning of the servant's luck value EX is difficult to observe. It may be very lucky or very unlucky.

Let the Western Europeans do the smoking.

Bree loosened her grip, allowing Lanis to touch the mouse and press the left button without hesitation.

Come up with something useful for me!

Bree prayed.

After a flash of light, a golden card finally appeared on the screen. When the golden light faded, a pink-haired lady appeared on the screen.

"Hmm?" Bree raised her hand and wanted to touch her throat, but her sinful hand was blocked by two round balls that felt very good.

Accustomed to transforming immediately after drawing a card, Bree looked at the mirror beside her and met the scarlet eyes.

Nightingale.

He can be regarded as one of the most important promoters of modern medicine and the ancestor of all nurses today.

At this time, Bree was wearing a red military uniform, with her long, smooth hair tied up in a bun behind her head.

Although Nightingale was not outstanding in terms of XP or even combat power, Bree was very happy.

What she lacks now is a heroic spirit with medical skills. As long as Nightingale can perform her role well, she will be able to truly save Sakura, and even Kariya who has not been rescued yet.

Bree let Nightingale leave his body, stand aside, and become one of the big boss's protectors.

Although he still felt that he knew nothing, Bree knew that this was only temporary.

"And this..." Bree clicked on the allocable role-playing points, feeling jealous.

These roles can save him a lot of time and effort.

You can allocate it to the extent that he can draw cards immediately, or you can directly pull out a full-level Heroic Spirit.

Although the former made him very excited, he still wanted to choose the latter.

There is no doubt that the higher the degree of role-playing, the closer it is to the Heroic Spirit itself, but it is still confusing to which one it is closer to.

In a normal Holy Grail War, those summoned are not the real bodies of Heroic Spirits, but incarnations created through job-based spiritual bases, that is, "Servants".

Kama also has a spiritual base, so logically he should also be a servant, but there are also different levels among servants, just like the difference between ordinary servants and crown servants.

Bree had already experienced the feeling of an extremely high-level spiritual base, that is, the feeling of a beast, although it was false.

What he was most curious about now was what the spiritual base would be like when the performance reached 100%.

"Let's try it." Bree took a deep breath and then injected the acting point into Gamo.

Just like in RPGs, the higher the level, the harder it is to upgrade. Even if you become a beast class, or even kill Tiamat, it only increases your role-playing ability by two points.

Even if Gamo's role-playing ability is maximized, there will still be two points left. Bree decided to save these remaining points first.

As the progress bar that had originally made people despair was filled up, all of Bree's body held its breath at the same time.

Kama raised his hand, clenched his fist, and made a gesture as if he was flexing his biceps, but his tender arm did not change much.

According to the normal improvement of role-playing level, the growth of spiritual base is very slow, just like growing taller, there is no real feeling, but when you look back, you are much taller than at the beginning.

And now, Kama was injected with the magical power that could push her to the extreme. Kama could clearly feel that her spiritual base was expanding very rapidly like a balloon with an air pump.

But there is no such feeling of floating in the air as should be the case with forcing things to grow. After all, the performance levels that are increasing now are real.

“Crackle!!!”

The sound of celebratory firecrackers suddenly came to Bree's mind, startling her.

"Gama's acting skill has reached the maximum level. Congratulations to the host." The mechanical sound of the login system also turned up the pitch, sounding a lot more festive.

Bree opened the computer again, eager to see what she had obtained.

"The Heroic Spirit has reached maximum level, and the Master may use this Servant's Noble Phantasm.

The Master can swap positions with the Heroic Spirit clone that has separated from the original body.

This clone will no longer have a time limit on being out of body."

There are only three, but they are all very good.

Bree raised her hand, and with a burst of floral fragrance, a longbow completely green appeared in her hand.

He weighed it and could clearly feel that it was not as powerful as it was in Kama's hands, and it was still unable to release the true name of the treasure.

But this is a treasure. Even if it is a second-rate treasure, it is still a very high-quality treasure among magic rituals, not to mention that it is the bow of the Indian god of love.

78. Black

Bree walked to the square and fired a few arrows at the stone pillars disguised as trees to confirm their power.

This square looked quite big when I was at home, but after walking around it, I felt it was just so-so, not as big as the school playground.

However, if you continue to complete tasks in the future, this square will inevitably become larger and larger, and then you can build a castle.

After Bree shot a few more arrows, he felt his magic power depleting and put away the bow.

He did not become a pseudo-Servant just because he got the Noble Phantasm. This thing can only be used as a self-defense weapon, but it seems that he is not likely to fight against others head-on.

After playing for a while, Bree returned to her room. It was already late at night.

It's time to rest.

With this thought in mind, Bree returned home. His clones were still waiting by his side, and Bree's breathing suddenly stopped.

He inexplicably felt like an ancient emperor choosing a concubine.

He said nothing. After all, he was alone here and there was no need to talk to himself.

But the heroic spirits have already lined up according to their ideas, sorted by height from shortest to tallest.

Their figures seemed to be distributed accordingly. Bree squatted down and stood on the side, looking at the layered picture in front of her, and moved her fingers slightly.

Logically speaking... it's okay to have so many together...

Today's magic-replenishing task seemed to have become Pandora's box. As soon as night fell, Bree would naturally think of these things.

But he hesitated for a moment and dismissed all the clones.

You can't fall any lower! You must brake before the rocks roll down the cliff!

He resolutely climbed onto the bed and tried hard to close his eyes.

"..."

After squinting for a while, Bree pulled back the quilt.

Is the air conditioning off? It feels a bit hot.

Bree pressed the remote control beside her, and the air conditioner creaked.

"..."

This is actually the normal sound of the air conditioner. Usually, Bu Li would not pay attention to it and would fall asleep with it.

But now, after forcing himself to close his eyes for a moment, Bree suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes.

very noisy!

He turned off the air conditioner again.

Bree sat up. He actually understood why he was like this.

only……

After hesitating for a long time, Bree finally released Gama.

The silver-haired girl appeared in a fully tattered state, with only a few clothes on, and lay gracefully beside him.

Bree closed her eyes and reached out to touch Gamo's butt.

It's just to relieve my sexual desire, just for tonight. Anyway, I've already made up with Kama.

Bree seemed to see the stone in his heart smash the branches that blocked it, and rushed forward to the depths of the cliff.

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After curling up in the room for so long and still not being found, Weber Velvet could no longer contain his restless heart.

He went downstairs for a walk today. Although he didn't gain much, it was a rare opportunity to breathe some fresh air, which made him feel much better.

However, when he returned home after morning exercise today, the first thing he saw was rows of flower pots between the floors of his house.

"Who is it? Do you think this building is your home?" Weber frowned in dissatisfaction as he looked at the crowded corridor.

After all, he had lived there for almost half a month, and Weber had gotten to know his neighbors. The only person around was a sensible-looking little girl living in the next room.

Ruler often visits the little girl's room and looks like her guardian.

Weber suspected that the flowers in the corridor were placed by Ruler, who had a bad temper and liked to play some inexplicable pranks.

Weber tiptoed among the flower pots until he reached the door of his own house and pushed it open.

After his morning exercise, he had planned to take a good nap, but the moment he opened the door, he was startled by the scene inside the house.

The room that was originally lent to me by an unknown kind-hearted person was very deserted. Apart from the occasional ruler who would come to catch me and work like a slave, almost no one would come.

But now, Weber saw two girls sitting in the room, facing each other, and seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.

"Who are you? Why are you in my house..." Waver wanted to ask loudly, but he stopped mid-sentence because he noticed that one of them seemed to be the Saber who saved him that day.

"Hey, you're back?" Mordred greeted Waver. "Let me introduce you, this is my Master."

As she spoke, she pointed at Lanis.

"Hi?" Lanis greeted Webber warmly. "I've heard of you for a long time."

"Stop joking, I'm not a celebrity." Weber put down his toilet and looked at Lanise in front of him curiously.

Although Weber is now Kenneth's student, he is not actually familiar with his teacher, let alone his sister who is not closely related to him.

Because of this, he couldn't recognize Lanise at all. He just thought that this girl was quite cute...but she looked too young.

"I took Saber out on a business trip and just got back. I didn't expect you to adapt so well."

Lanis put her hands on her legs, looking like a noble lady.

"Aren't Heroic Spirits... used to participate in the Holy Grail War? Can they be taken away from Fuyuki?" Waver asked in surprise.

"Rules are rules. How can a Heroic Spirit be an inconvenience?" Lanis smiled. "You look nervous."

Weber was indeed a little nervous. The girl's clothes looked very expensive, and she must be of a high social status.

However, he didn't dare to ask the name. Waver had done his homework before coming here. Betrayal and backstabbing were possible in the Holy Grail War, and he was still very afraid that he would accidentally anger the other party.

"Can you show me your Command Seal?" Lannis asked suddenly.

"Command Spell..." Waver was stunned.

"I want to make sure whether you are in the same group with me." As she said this, Lannis raised the back of her hand, allowing Weber to see the black command seal on her hand clearly.

"That's..." Weber was stunned and took off his gloves.

The Command Seal on his hand had not yet fully formed, but red bloodstains could be seen.

"Give me your hand." Lanise stretched out her hand to Weber, and Weber did as she was told.

The moment Lanise grabbed Weber's wrist, he suddenly felt an itch on the back of his hand.

"What?!" Weber was startled and wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Don't resist, I'm checking." Lanis called out to Weber seriously, "Relax, you know."

"..." Weber took a few deep breaths. Although he felt something was wrong, when he thought about how Lanis's servant had rescued him from the sea of ​​insects, he didn't dare to withdraw his hand.

They won’t harm me now...right?

"Okay." Lanise suddenly turned Weber's hand over, exposing the black command seal on the back of his hand to the air.

"This is it!" Weber was stunned.

Lanis grabbed his wrist; the back of his hand was not touched, and similarly, there was no trace of magic.

"We are indeed in the same group." Lanis smiled.