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

Altria raised her head and glared into Oda Nobunaga's eyes.

Oda Nobunaga's deliberately ferocious face was reflected in her emerald eyes, and Altria's pupils shrank slightly.

She saw a person appear behind Oda Nobunaga without any warning, and even her keen intuition seemed to have no such person.

But the figure just stood behind Nobunaga, silently, like a shadow.

Waver in the distance also widened his eyes, an expression of disbelief.

"What?" Such an obvious change in expression was hard for Oda Nobunaga not to notice, and she turned around in confusion.

But before she could see what was behind her, a red gun tip suddenly pierced through her back and came out of her chest covered in blood.

“……!” The protection of Japan was useless. His body was pierced through like a pen piercing a piece of paper.

"What..." Blood flowed from Oda Nobunaga's mouth, and spirit particles lit up his body.

"The Demon-Breaking Red Rose can ignore all non-physical defenses."

The light of the spirit particle rose to the sky along with the thick smoke of the fire like a special effect, and the thin boy raised his head.

"You are..." Altria's eyes widened as she recognized the face.

Not long ago, when attending the Cathedral Church meeting, the Master who had almost no presence followed Merlin.

The spear in his hand shone with magical light, clearly a treasure.

Oda Nobunaga seemed to have not yet accepted the outcome of being backstabbed. She raised her gun tremblingly and aimed at Bree.

"Your swagger and powerful military prowess made you stand out in the Japanese Warring States period, but all you ever lost were backstabbed from the shadows." Bree closed his eyes. In such a serious scene, he feared he would burst into laughter if he met his own gaze. "Winning battle after battle, only to die in a burning temple, a haphazard and abortive ending. A truly Nobunaga-esque ending."

"..."

I don’t know what Oda Nobunaga was thinking, but she didn’t pull the trigger in the end. Instead, she put down the gun and lowered her head.

"Fifty years in the human world..."

A song turned into a melodious sigh, and Oda Nobunaga turned into starlight and merged into the sky.

Waver, standing in the distance, watched Oda Nobunaga disappear, pursed his lips, and clenched his fists.

Artoria looked at Bree and stood up, holding her sword: "Thank you..."

"I should be thanking you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Under normal circumstances, I could never have imagined how I could stab Oda Nobunaga's back with such ease."

Bree said as he sheathed his spear.

In the panel in his sight, Mordred's performance was only 65%. This was the result of trying his best to interact with Aegis all night, but it was still a little short of Bree's minimum requirement.

138. Mouth

Based on previous experience in the Uruk dungeon, Bree will get some assignable role-playing power when the final mission is completed.

Although he didn't know how many there would be, Bree guessed that it would be around thirty.

After all, it is a mission in the main world, and the rewards should not be worse than those in the dungeon.

In other words, in order to obtain a second full-level account, Bree must at least level Mordred to level 70.

Therefore, Daimao cannot die here.

However, Bree was only using the spirit of his clone for show effects. Oda Nobunaga had been taken back into the system. Although he was slightly injured, he did not enter a cooling state.

If the clone is injured, it can recover quickly by retrieving the system, so this drama has almost no cost.

Artoria calmed down and looked at Bree: "How did you do it? I didn't notice you at all..."

"Just a skill." Bree turned and walked outside.

"Wait a minute." Artoria stopped him, "Are you also... a Servant?"

"..." Bree was silent for a moment, "Not only red servants can be black masters."

After saying that, he continued to walk and disappeared into the sea of ​​fire, leaving only Altria's confused eyes.

He came mysteriously and disappeared casually, as if he appeared here just to stab Oda Nobunaga.

"Whoosh!" A huge fire suddenly broke out beside her. Artoria turned her head and saw Mordred rushing out with flames still on his body.

"Archer! Where's Archer?!" She held the heavy sword, gritted her teeth and looked around.

"Calm down, Sir Mordred." Altria called out to Mordred, "Archer has been killed."

"Killed? Was it my father who did it?" Mordred looked at Artoria with admiration.

"...No, it's someone else."

Mozai's admiring eyes made Artoria's heart tremble, but she still turned her head away. The dignity of a knight made her unwilling to take credit.

"...No matter who it is, he must have taken advantage of my father's opportunity." Mordred did not let Artoria go.

"No, without him, I would have died here." Artoria denied firmly.

What an honest man.

Bree had thought he would embellish his contribution somewhat.

The fire at Liudong Temple showed no signs of abating. Instead, it burned more and more fiercely. The wood crackled and billowing black smoke filled the sky.

Weber was still staring at the sea of ​​fire in a daze when a mercury rope suddenly flew out, wrapped around his chest, and dragged him out.

At the moment Waver was pulled away, the buildings of Liudong Temple collapsed, submerging the place where he had just stood.

At the same time, Altria and Mordred looked at each other, and she suddenly raised the holy sword, which scared Mordred.

"Archer is dead. Our only enemy is gone, which means our temporary alliance is over. Saber of the Black Side."

Artoria said this coldly, as if declaring a war.

"..." Mordred looked down at Altria's legs.

Blood was still flowing from the pit of her knees, forming a pool at the bottom of her feet.

"You're so badly injured, I don't want to fight you now." Mordred seemed not to notice that he was still on fire.

“…” Artoria’s shoulders relaxed a little, but fortunately no one could notice.

Mordred swung his sword to pat off the fire on his body, turned around and walked out of the temple, the friction between his armor making a sound like the collision of money.

Altria watched Mordred walk away in the smoke and flames, and finally put down the sword in her hand.

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In the church, Emiya Kiritsugu was pinned to the ground, his arms held by Kotomine Kirei, and his pistol thrown aside.

Kenneth fell to the ground, blood pooling beneath him.

"Kirei, well done." Kotomine Li was rubbing his bones as he sat down on a bench in the church. "We finally caught the famous magician killer."

"What should we do with him, father?" Kotomine Kirei asked Kotomine Risei.

His eyes were fixed on Kiritsugu's profile, without a trace of fluctuation.

A year ago, when he learned that Emiya Kiritsugu would be assisting the Einzbern family in the Holy Grail War, Kotomine Kirei was very much looking forward to meeting him.

Because from the information he had gathered, this Kiritsugu was very similar to himself, not caring about the rules of a magus, and no one could guess what he wanted.

At that time, Kirei regarded Kiritsugu as a close friend whom he had yet to meet, and hoped that after competing with him in the Holy Grail War, he would be able to understand what he wanted from him.

But now, he had successfully come face to face with Kiritsugu, and the man who had made him think for so long was being pinned to the ground by him.

But Kirei now didn't want to communicate with him at all, his mind was full of only one thing.

I saved my father, so it's not too much to ask for a Command Seal as a reward, right?

As long as I get the Command Seals, I can return to the Holy Grail War. As long as I return to the Holy Grail War, I can see the Ruler again.

There is no worldly emotion, only the love of a fan for his idol.

"The church is a sacred place. Strictly speaking, blood shouldn't be shed here." As he spoke, Yan Fengli looked back and forth between the shattered window and the convulsing Kenneth on the ground, groaning, "However, this guy has deployed forces outside. For the safety of the Lord's servants, let's kill him here first."

"learn."

Kirei lowered his head and was about to take action, but saw a red light flashing in Kiritsugu's mouth.

That is……

Kirei had once seen something similar in the mouths of terrorists while on a mission for the Church.

He jumped up immediately and took several steps back.

Kiritsugu just raised his head, took out the thing in his mouth and threw it on the ground.

"I will find her." After leaving his final words to the few people, Kiritsugu turned around and rushed towards the window that he had blown open at the beginning.

"Father!" Kirei immediately stretched out his hand and pulled Kotomine Risei towards his position.

"boom!"

The small black box Kiritsugu left behind exploded like fireworks, and thick purple fog instantly filled the entire room.

Kiritsugu actually left something like this behind.

More importantly, if Kirei hadn't noticed this thing and hadn't instinctively jumped away, the poison gas bomb would have exploded in his own mouth.

The fog was swirling as Kirei, carrying his father, ran towards the church door.

"Kirei! Someone hasn't come out yet!" Kotomine Ri was thinking of Kenneth and said to his son urgently.

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At the foot of Mount Enzo, Tamamonomae was holding a paint bucket and bending over to draw symbols among the bushes. After finishing a symbol, she stood up and pretended to wipe the sweat off her face.

From the woods ahead, Lanis slowly walked out, bringing with her a melancholy-looking Weber.

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139.Massage

They didn't communicate much. Weber was still in a daze, as if still immersed in the scene of the battle just now.

After greeting them as if they were acquaintances, Tamamonomae watched Lanice slowly leave with Weber. She stretched and felt her bones crackling.

The petals flew around and gathered into the shape of Meili.

Currently, Mary's real body is still doing experiments in the flower shop, and the one that appears here is her clone created by magic.

It seems that even such an outstanding magician is not very good at controlling multiple bodies at the same time. In this regard, Buli, who has the support of the system, is a genius among geniuses.

"Some of the magic drawing plan has been changed. I've already confirmed it with the Master. Please check it out." Meili handed the sketch to Tamamonomae like a client. "The specific details of the changes are... Eh? Have you made any changes?"

She looked at the pattern left by the white paint on the ground, her eyes full of surprise.

Of course, Bree is Tamamonomae, and when Merry handed the list to Bree, she made the changes as requested.

"As expected of a caster summoned by the Master, but I'm not used to this style of magic. Could you modify it a little bit?" As she spoke, Meli made a vague movement with her cane.

Tamamonomae looked over and saw that the line drawn by Meili was slightly different from the sketch, which was the part he had not had time to correct.

It seems that Meili mistook the drawing error for a change made by Tamamonomae based on his personal characteristics. This guy doesn't seem to have high emotional intelligence and care about other people's face, so she must really think so.

Tamamonomae nodded and said, "Then I'll really have to trouble Ms. Caster to help with the guidance."

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After "stabbing" Oda Nobunaga to death, Buri slowly walked out of Ryudo Temple.

Yuanzang Mountain is quite far from the host's home. Even a mortal body needs a lot of physical strength to get from here to the flower shop. Fortunately, Buli has a relatively quick way to leave.

The shadow of a lotus blossomed above his head, and the thin young man turned into a cute and pretty loli.

This is not a simple transformation, but a directional replacement with the Kama clone through the special effects of the full-level clone.

When he opened his eyes, his real body was already sitting in front of Nightingale, and between them lay Irisviel, sleeping peacefully like a baby.

"..."

Seeing two different selves in two different perspectives, Butler thought of last night and couldn't help but look away.

Is Sage Mode over? Indeed, it's been a day.

Bree raised her head again and carefully admired Nightingale's expression.