A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

But just as Duanmu Ye was thinking about the person who was coming, he could clearly feel that a hole had been opened in his "body" by someone. To be precise, someone had drilled into it, ignoring his own strength, and approached with difficulty.

He did not launch any attacks, nor did he put up any resistance at the moment of being broken into. At the moment of being broken into, he even blocked the attack of Oda Nobunaga, who had also noticed this.

A black figure walked into the fiery red flames and appeared above the huge skeleton and the wall of fire storm.

She was silent, her slightly red eyes seemed to contain unspeakable sadness, and the blue flame attached to her body seemed to isolate the high temperature and burning inside, but she did not let the tears fall when she broke in.

Duanmu Ye saw it, saw the black girl playing the pipa. She seemed to want to use some kind of ability on herself, but this action lasted for a long time without any change.

Duanmu Ye suddenly remembered that he seemed to have ordered the girl in front of him not to use any abilities or spells on him...

Is this the reason why it doesn't work?

The girl's face looked even sadder, but a wisp of fire wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

It wasn't a blue flame essence, but a fiery red, yellow remnant of cloth burning in flames...

The girl's expression was obviously stunned, and then she seemed to have made some kind of decision and played the music that Duanmu Ye was familiar with again, which seemed to be the music called "Rainbow Skirt and Feathered Coat".

At this moment, a painting appeared in Duanmu Ye's almost blank mind. It was a painting of a person being burned by flames. The facial features and figure were so lifelike, and behind the person in the painting was a black-haired girl who looked like a fairy.

"Yang... Yang Yuhuan?"

There seemed to be some faint whispering in the flames, and the girl smiled slightly.

"Don't be afraid, Lord Tianzi... I will put you back together..."

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It's very uncomfortable, but I'm feeling better now. I may still need to rest for a few more days. I'm trying to get used to this frail body as quickly as possible in the next two days... (The rheumatism has made my broken wrist hurt again, so it's been particularly difficult to write these past two days...)

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 21: Return from the Flame...

"Ah, ah, they're actually fighting that Archer to this extent... I feel like we have nothing to do with it..."

"Ms. Aaron can also do this!"

In an area far away from the sky-high pillar of fire, even though the temperature that seemed to be able to burn everything made everything around it show signs of shrinking, the Servant Sakamoto Ryoma, who could not be reasoned with by common sense, had a face full of shock.

"Flame and Wind... That Caster should be a Servant with high mysticism. A weak Servant like me is fine, but that Demon Archer is a Servant who possesses the Holy Grail..."

"Who on earth is that guy?"

Ryoma Sakamoto did not act rashly, even though Miss Along beside him was eager to try. However, he was good at gathering intelligence, but between taking the initiative to approach and keeping quiet, he chose the latter.

From the moment he passed by the demon Archer, he realized that he was carrying the Holy Grail and placed it in his body, a body that could never be taken away or touched by anyone, and continued to provide her with the magic power accumulated by this land.

There is no doubt that it is because of this that the demon Archer has become the most difficult opponent in this Holy Grail War, which is why he and Arlong are actively summoned by the restraining force to find a way to deal with such a demon Archer.

But now, the demon Archer, who was described as extremely troublesome by intelligence, was easily trapped in the flames by Caster, who he had fought before. Although Sakamoto Ryoma was not sure whether it was really easy, he was sure that the only one who could do this was Caster!

Thinking of this, a helpless smile gradually appeared on Ryoma Sakamoto's face.

"It seems... we have really come into contact with an extraordinary character..."

Regarding this unknown Caster, Sakamoto Ryoma was somewhat relieved that he and his companions had not offended him. If he had stopped at that moment, he might not have had the time to investigate why he was there, and he would not be seeing scenes that he had never seen in his life.

"Longma, Longma, look over there!"

As Miss Aaron pointed her finger at the only area that was not invaded by the flames, the dust spreading there seemed to be the only place that was not invaded by the flames at such a close distance except for the wind and fire area.

There seemed to be some kind of swordplay there, and the sword techniques made Sakamoto Ryoma open his eyes wide in disbelief.

"How could it be him?"

At this moment, relying on the rising smoke and dust to block the flames outside, but not the rising temperature inside, Lan Lanfang hid behind the wreckage of a house and undressed as much as possible.

There was a talisman paper fluttering in the wind on her head. The words wind and fire painted on it seemed to help her avoid the current environmental changes. But in fact, Lan Lanfang didn't know these things. Even as a staunch materialist, she only put on the talisman paper taken from Nüba after being reminded by Li Shuwen.

"Wooah...Burn, burn!"

Lan Lanfang accidentally raised her eyes to look above her head and exclaimed. Although this talisman paper could indeed help her isolate most of the high temperature and fire damage from the outside world, in fact, even if it could block most of them, the temperature was several degrees higher than the human body temperature, which made Lan Lanfang feel a little difficult to walk.

At this moment, the talisman paper above her head was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although it was extremely slow, Lan Lanfang could clearly feel the scene. Even though she had seen the storms of revolution, she felt a little panicked for a moment.

This kind of weird and supernatural thing...if people knew about it, they would definitely put on a very serious charge, right?

Lan Lanfang did not forget what she was assigned to do while thinking this. The Japanese soldiers who attacked her could not withstand such high temperature and spontaneously combusted into ashes. Although she felt very puzzled and afraid about this, she tried hard to analyze why this happened.

"Teacher, do you think that Servant will be our ally?"

With the help of telepathy, Lan Lanfang looked at Li Shuwen, who was fighting with Assassin, with some doubt, hoping to get some possible guesses from him.

In response to this, Li Shuwen's answer seemed somewhat helpless.

"Hey girl, you should know that being distracted during battle is a big taboo for a warrior, right?"

Lan Lanfang smiled awkwardly, and while slightly poking her head out from the back of the room, she looked in the direction of Li Shuwen.

"But teacher...it seems like you haven't used your full strength..."

Li Shuwen, holding the Liuhe spear, had an arrogant look on his face. He had to admit that the sword skills mastered by the man in front of him had surpassed most Japanese he had ever seen. Even those Japanese he had come into contact with after he was old were not as crazy and reckless with the sword in his hand.

At this moment, Okada Izo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Even though his face was already covered with blood and wounds, he did not wipe them off.

For Okada Izo, both blood and wounds can make him more courageous as the battle goes on. The pain brought by those wounds makes him more eager to defeat such a strong man as the opponent, and eager to use the sword in his hand to cut off his head.

Even though, at this moment, Okada Izo's body had been stabbed many times, and even the tendons of his hands holding the knife had been precisely cut, making it difficult for him to launch an attack...

But Okada Izo had no intention of retreating, and was even more crazy than Li Shuwen in front of him.

"Nice shooting..."

Okada Izo muttered to himself. The wounds on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was not afraid at all of the reality of losing in the first round.

He gently wiped a handful of blood from his face with his hand, and licked the blood on his hand with his tongue in full view of everyone. The bloody smell immediately rushed straight to his head, making Okada Izo's already scarlet eyes even more bloodthirsty.

"From the other side of the sea? I've never been to the continent beyond the sea. I never thought that after death I would return here and fight with the warriors from the other side of the sea..."

Okada Izo tightened his grip on the katana in his hand again, and a red light emanated from his eyes as he tilted his head and showed a slight wild laugh.

"But, your tricks... I learned them!"

As he spoke, a heat wave burst out, and Okada Izo's figure disappeared from the spot, and then, the next moment, he came to Li Shuwen's side.

At such a close distance, he was almost in the blind spot of the gun's attack, and his original advantage could not be fully utilized at this moment. The sword in Okada Izo's hand immediately cut towards Li Shuwen's fingers holding the spear.

Lancer, the presence of the gun was enough to prove the other party's occupation, and there was almost no possibility of hiding. From the moment the other party picked up the spear, his identity had become information that came into view.

Okada Izo thought, if he came here with the job of Saber, he would probably lose when facing this Lancer...

But unfortunately, he is not Saber, even though his abilities, his tricks, and his life are enough to be called Saber. He came here at this moment with the job of Assassin, only because he had experience in guarding and assassination on behalf of others, so he appeared in this homeland with the job of Assassin.

Therefore, he possessed the ability to block breath to a certain extent, and combined with the sword skills that allowed him to maximize his speed among the many sword skills he had mastered in his lifetime, he was able to create the concept of "disappearing here" and successfully launch a sneak attack on Li Shuwen at this moment.

Okada Izo knew that if he kept his distance in the fight, there was absolutely no chance that he would defeat his opponent. Even if he put himself in the role of Saber and faced Lancer with a Saber's attitude, the possibility of his victory would be very slim, and he would even be suppressed by the opponent within the range of the gun.

Saber's morality and pride are what a swordsman pursues, but unfortunately, he, Okada Izo, is the one who despises such nobleness the most.

As long as he can win, as long as he can prove his swordsmanship and that his talent is superior to others, he can do it, whether it is stealing skills or copying assassinations. It can be said that he has abandoned the moral bottom line of a swordsman and become a swordsman who exists only to kill.

Okada Izou thought, perhaps because of this, he didn't descend as a Saber...

But so what?

A close-range opportunity allowed Okada Izo to maximize his capabilities. Almost at the moment of approaching, he took out a short sword from behind and placed it in his other hand. It was unknown where he learned this double-sword style from, or if it was a secret technique he learned secretly. The attack was almost intended to completely cut off the opponent's fingers, and it happened in the blink of an eye.

The gun was dropped...

Even though he threw away the spear in his hand and retreated backwards at the first moment, the extremely fast double-sword flow actually hit his hands.

Landing safely on the ground, Okada Izo licked the blood on the blade, and as it turned into magic and disappeared, it seemed to confirm that his previous action had achieved what he wanted to do.

"Without a gun, what can you do?"

Both Li Shuwen and Lan Lanfang glanced at the Liuhe spear that was abandoned and stuck in the ashes not far from Okada's hiding place.

The gun handle, which was almost as thick as a bowl, broke into pieces the moment the other party finished speaking. It seemed that this was because Okada Izo knew that the most important thing about the Lancer job was the gun, and a large gun like his, made of wood and steel, naturally did not have to be indestructible like those divine weapons.

Therefore, in the attack just now, the short sword was used to destroy the spear while approaching, while the long sword was used to force the opponent to give up the gun in his hand. This was what Okada Izo wanted to do.

"How despicable!"

There was a hint of disgust on Lan Lanfang's face, not only disgust at the other party being a Japanese devil, but also disgust at the person who was committing such a despicable act.

Of course, such hatred is completely a disguise, a disguise to make the other party careless.

It’s fine if others don’t know what Li Shuwen is famous for, but how could Lan Lanfang not know?

Therefore, when Li Shuwen looked at the knife wounds on his hands with some seriousness, Lan Lanfang cooperated very well and looked in the direction of Okada Izo, and spoke with great disdain.

However, Okada Izo tilted his head, showing a hint of impatience.

"Hey...do you think I haven't noticed you? If I were really mean, I would have cut off your head and hung it on my waist as a trophy!"

The threatening words made Lan Lanfang even more angry. She did not take a step back at the moment because she wanted Assassin to focus all his attention on herself, so that he would ignore the breathing exercises that Li Shuwen was preparing, who was becoming more and more serious.

With each breath, the aura around Li Shuwen changed slightly. Okada Izo suddenly noticed something strange and turned his head back, but just like when he "disappeared" before, Li Shuwen was no longer in his original position.

Okada Izo kept looking around but couldn't find Li Shuwen's location. Compared to his clumsy "breath blocking" hiding, what Li Shuwen produced at this moment was the true meaning of "disappearance"...

"Where exactly is it?"

A smile gradually appeared on Okada Izo's face, but when he turned his head to look behind him and wanted to take out the poison arrow from his waist, what came towards him was not Lancer's attack, but a ball of fire.

Witnessing the figure being engulfed by flames, Li Shuwen, who was taking Lan Lanfang away, frowned. As he looked at the pillar of fire rising into the sky, he heard a faint sound of a flute in his ears.

......

Picking up the flute that had been abandoned on the ground at some unknown time, Yang Yuhuan put it to her lips and played the music that belonged to the flute.

The continuously gathering flames gradually formed a human figure inside, and consciousness also returned a little at this moment.

But Duanmu Ye did not go to greet Yang Yuhuan immediately.

Instead, he raised his hand and waved in a certain direction...

Biwa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 22: Nobunaga: Stop being so affectionate!

"Eh? Eh? Teacher, didn't you go and sneak attack that Assassin?"

Lan Lanfang was stunned, blinking her eyes continuously, unable to understand why Li Shuwen, who had protected her and taken her away from the battlefield, appeared here and made such a move.

However, Li Shuwen frowned and spoke with some doubt.

"Didn't you see that flame?"

Lan Lanfang shook her head. All she saw at the last moment before she was taken away was the Assassin holding a katana, putting his hand on his chest and looking for Li Shuwen.

Even at this moment, the fire-free land that was previously divided because of Li Shuwen's ability was not invaded by flames after Li Shuwen left.

But soon, Lan Lanfang discovered something was wrong. The column of fire wind that was originally rising towards the sky at a speed almost visible to the naked eye was converging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in that fireless area, there was suddenly a black and gray mark that ran through the entire area.

However, she definitely didn't see the flame appear, nor did she have any premonition or intuition...

Also looking at the black path that runs through the circular land, Li Shuwen's eyes had a glimmer of light.

"The power of wind and fire... It's a pity that I won't be able to practice my Liuhe spear next time I meet him..."

"Teacher, are you saying...that Servant didn't lose?"

Lan Lanfang was surprised. No matter how she looked at it, the receding flames looked like the decline of one side after being eliminated. The black skull that emerged from the flames further proved that the Servant who spoke the same language was no match for the Archer.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Li Shuwen's fist fell mercilessly on Lan Lanfang's head.

"Nonsense! Take a good look at this scene. How could someone capable of such a feat be defeated by a historical figure summoned by this tiny nation?"

Li Shuwen felt like he was disappointed in his child. Although Lan Lanfang had nothing to do with him, he didn't know why he was summoned here by Lan Lanfang.

But since she always regarded herself as his disciple, Li Shuwen naturally regarded her as a new disciple accepted by his disciples after his death, or as their beloved daughter or adopted daughter.

Since he was protecting her as an elder, Li Shuwen naturally put himself in the situation and felt a little helpless because Lan Lanfang was not aware of a certain possible reality at the moment.

Even so, Li Shuwen still looked towards the center of the battle where the flames were receding at an extremely fast speed. Without moving his eyes at all, he spoke almost excitedly.

"The Holy Grail is truly a remarkable thing. If even a god can pull it down... no, even if it's not a god, if just a legendary being can pull it down, then I'm going to pay my respects to it the next time we meet."

"Teacher~"

As if because she was away from the battlefield, Lan Lanfang no longer had the seriousness and earnestness she had before.

At this moment, Lan Lanfang, who was holding Li Shuwen's arm, kept shaking Li Shuwen, almost pressing her body against his cheek, and kept acting coquettishly.

"You're so excited, have you discovered the true identity of that Servant?! Tell me now, please~"