Chapter 457 But I am in the "good" camp![Real name: Fujimaru Ritsuka (Luke)Gender: Male (?)
Height & Weight: 188/80 (?/?)Occupation: caster (Foreigner/?)Attributes: Order·Good (Chaos·Good)Capability parameters:
Strength: CDurability: BAgility: CMagic: ALucky: DNoble Phantasm:? 】
[Real name of the treasure: Cocoongrade:?Category:?distance:?Maximum catch: ?
Explanation: [When the cocoon is broken, it is the root of disaster that devours everything, it is the cancer of the universe that destroys the world, it is the beginning and end of all things.]"In addition to Foreigner, there is also a question mark, which should represent that the nature of Luke and others cannot be classified even by the Outer Gods. However, it is not Chaos Evil, but Chaos Good?"
After modifying the panel information almost completely, Lu Ke deleted the already confidential information of the Noble Phantasm, rubbed his chin, and was quite skeptical about the original data, but soon gave up thinking about it.
Anyway, the boundary between "good" and "evil" in the chaos camp is not very clear, so let "good" be "good". The great anti-chuunibyou scholar Setsukawa Hatoko also agrees that "good" is better than "evil".
It is better to say that the entire universe thinks that he is on the good side, which means that Lu Ke’s essence is indeed "good". Thinking of this, Lu Ke felt his back straighten a little more!“I remember it was in that direction.”
After deceiving himself, Luke started to do his business and walked towards the hotel where Kenneth and his group were staying, following his memory.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy and give the "Root" an advance warning, he restrained his own existence. The power he could exert normally came from his outer skin, which was part of the power of the "Outer God" in this world. The main feature was that his mental skills were maxed out.
The melee ability won't be bad under his control, but facing a player like Dimuludo who would rather break than bend, it is better to use a gentle policy than to take it by force.
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The first day of the Holy Grail War is obviously not the time for all parties to take action. Forming alliances, feinting, provoking, collecting intelligence, spying on the enemy, and colluding with each other are the main themes of today.
At noon, Kenneth inspected the hotel building where he was staying with a seemingly nonchalant attitude, and secretly set up countless magic traps and mechanisms.
Born into the famous Archibald family and extremely talented, Kenneth was already one of the twelve most powerful monarchs in the Clock Tower before he was thirty years old, and was in the "color position" of the magician rank.
His achievements can be said to be beyond the reach of even geniuses, a realm that they will never be able to reach in their entire lives. Many of the older generation of the Clock Tower even believe that he has the qualifications to reach the highest position - the "Crown".
After outlining the last symbol, Kenneth transformed the entire building into a magic workshop full of dangers. In such an environment, there is a possibility of victory even against ordinary Servants.
Although he completed such an amazing magic arrangement in just one day, Kenneth was not in a very good mood. His face, which still looked somewhat noble and could be described as handsome, was full of gloom.
Recently, unplanned things have been happening one after another, making him feel particularly irritated.
The originally prepared relic, a fragment of Alexander the Great's cloak, was stolen by a shameless thief, forcing him to use only the spare relic to summon a Servant that was not what he had imagined.
The strength of a Servant is not determined by a single factor. It is also determined by his strength during his lifetime, the era he lives in, the great deeds he has accomplished, the quality of his Master, and the more critical factor, his reputation.
In theory, the more widely spread and well-known a Servant is, the more corrections he will receive. Compared to Alexander the Great, the chief warrior of the Irish Fianna Knights, "The Glorious Face" Diarmuid Odinar, is obviously inferior.
That’s fine, after all, even the spare relics he prepared were carefully selected.
Although his explosive power may not be as strong as some servants with extremely high firepower, Dimurudo's strength in human combat is definitely first-rate. If he can be summoned with Saber's intermediate job, he may be able to secure victory.
Although the final product is a lancer, it is acceptable. After all, it is still the "top three" among the seven servants, namely saber (swordsman), lancer (spearman) and archer (bowman).
What infuriated him the most was that the bastard with the "glorious look" had a face that lived up to the name and was so handsome that it could set him off to the center of the earth.
The moment he was summoned, his fiancée Sora, who had followed him to Fuyuki City to help him provide the source of magic power for his servants, was stunned!Even in front of Dimuludo, she kept her distance from him in an especially blatant manner, as if she was clearly declaring to Dimuludo that she was not familiar with him and was a weak and helpless single lady who urgently needed a knight's protection.
Thinking back to the fact that Dimuludo had cheated on his immediate boss during his lifetime, Kenneth felt an especially heavy weight on his head, as if a green hat was hanging in the air and could fall off at any time.
Damocles' green hat!
No man likes his woman to be coveted. Although it was obvious that Sora coveted Dimuludo, Sora was his fiancée, the woman he loved deeply, so she could naturally do no wrong.
Sora is right, the problem is definitely with Dimuludo!
Kenneth gnashed his teeth and thought, this damn Minotaur warrior is still not honest after dying once, and is still hooking up with the women of those in power just like in the stories, how shameless!Once the Holy Grail War is over and he has lost his usefulness, this Servant must be killed!
"My Lord, your magical skills are amazing. Even in our time, you are considered outstanding."
A clear male voice sounded, and Dimulu mostly praised and flattered Kenneth who was summoned out and identified as the lord.
"I know it without you having to tell me."
Kenneth snorted coldly, "Get ready to fight tonight. Let me see your strength. This will also help to lure out other masters. I hope the local magicians still have some self-respect and can accept my invitation."
The magus from a noble family came up with a plan that was too orthodox to be considered brainless in a war.
"Yes, I will definitely bring you victory."
Dimuludo did not dare to refute, not only because as a subordinate he should not speak presumptuously, but also because he also followed the spirit of chivalry and could not think of any despicable plan.
"Better so."
Kenneth nodded reluctantly and took Dimuldo back to the suite. The traps in the building had been set, but as a safe house, the suite required more extensive protection.
As soon as he opened the door, Kenneth was furious when he didn't see his fiancée and the sky turned cloudy again.
"Dimuldo, what's going on? Where's Sora!?"
"Ms. Sora is probably in the cafe on the second floor. Do you need me to call her back?" Dimuludo lowered his head and soothed her.
He was supplied with magic by Soraw, and although his connection with the Master was not as close, he could still vaguely sense the other party's aura at a short distance.
"No need! We'll need some time to decorate the suite, so just let her enjoy her afternoon tea." Kenneth refused without even thinking.
"Isn't this unsafe?" Dimuludo, who had experienced war, couldn't help but ask one more question out of caution.
"Heh, it's only the first day, and all the Servants and Masters haven't shown up yet. How can the enemy find us? Not to mention that I have cast a blocking spell on this hotel. There is nothing to worry about."
Kenneth, who was extremely confident in his magic skills, looked at Dimuludo coldly, seriously suspecting that the other party had ulterior motives, and his tone became ruthless.
"I don't need to tell you your story, just remember it and stay away from Sora when I'm not around!" Dimuludo anxiously clarified his request: "Lord Kenneth, I came to this world only to serve my lord and win victory for you! I have no other intentions, I..."
"Who knows?"
Kenneth's gaze rested on the face that made the shoveler feel ashamed, and with a mixture of sadness and jealousy, he ended the conversation with cold words.
Dimu Ludo couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this. It was indeed his problem that he was handsome, but to be fair, was Sora completely blameless?
The woman looked at him with eyes that were about to tear into silk, and when she held his arm, she wanted to give him away or even pass it on to her. He would definitely not look down on such a shameless woman even if she was not bad looking.
She is so easily attracted to others, but her master not only does not abandon her but also treats her like a treasure. Could it be that she is born with some strange hobby?hiss~Thinking of this, Dimuludo quickly shook his head, feeling quite ashamed.
It is extremely disrespectful to make up such stories about your master in your heart. It must be pure love that makes you unwilling to let go!…………
In the quiet and stylish cafe, baked desserts and the rich aroma of coffee are perfectly combined.
Sitting by the window, a red-haired woman who looked both cold and beautiful was staring at the brown coffee on the table with a hint of melancholy in her expression.
The sad thing is that she fell in love with a man at first sight at an inappropriate time, place and event.
At first sight, she was attracted by Dimuludo who came across time. His noble character and chivalry made her unable to extricate herself for a long time...
Yes, it was mainly because of her inner qualities that were completely different from those vulgar magicians of modern times. She totally ignored the face that could defeat Kenneth and the muscular body with smooth lines... She was not such a superficial woman!
Unfortunately, she already has a fiancé, who is also Dimuludo's temporary superior. There is a risky war going on, and Dimuludo will leave here soon.
Sora sighed in her heart. The entanglement between rationality and emotion made her miserable. She could only stare at the coffee cup in melancholy.
At this moment, the line of sight was covered by a shadow, and a figure sat down opposite.
Thinking that some blind man was trying to strike up a conversation with her, Sora raised her head impatiently, only to see a young man with a gentle temperament, handsome features, and an exceptionally friendly manner.
There was worry in his eyes, and he showed obvious concern for her.
"I may be meddling in your business, but you seem to be in a lot of trouble, ma'am. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Ah, let me introduce myself. My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka, and I'm a psychiatrist."
Luke, who called himself "Fujimaru Ritsuka", spoke gently.
"Psychologist? Is the market so bad now that doctors have to go out to the streets to get work, or do you have other purposes?"
Sora's words were sharp, but her tone was quite calm. She looked at the back of Luke's hand, and did not see the Command Seals hidden under the skin, nor could she detect the restrained magic power, so she relaxed her vigilance a little.
"No, it's just out of professionalism as a doctor."
Luke looked at Sora with a look so sincere that it made people cry: "If it makes you feel uncomfortable, I can leave now."
Ordinary people would be extra wary of kindness from unknown sources, not to mention magicians, but a woman in love has a negative IQ.
Sora was in depression and struggle, and urgently needed an outlet. The person in front of him was particularly pleasing to the eye, with a strange, soothing magic.
She hesitated for a moment, called out to Luke who was about to get up and leave, and spoke hesitantly.
"Wait! Actually...actually my trouble comes from a friend of mine."
Is that friend you are talking about yourself?Luke swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, kept smiling, listened carefully to Sora's words, and silently let his own aura permeate the woman in front of him.The already depressed rationality of a woman in love fell further. She expressed her love for "Romeo", that is, Dimuluddo, in the tone of chanting "Romeo and Juliet" and with a deeply affectionate attitude, telling all the difficulties the two faced when they were together.
At first she would use some aliases to cover up, but as her sanity declined, she told the whole story verbatim, including the Holy Grail War, the Masters and Servants, and the entanglement between the three of them that had only been born for less than a day.
When the song ended, Solawu exhaled heavily, an unnatural blush appeared on his face, and he felt his head was hot, but he could not suppress it, and he did not want to suppress it.
She didn't even realize that the noise she had just made was loud enough to alarm other guests, but no one noticed this and the cafe was still quiet and peaceful.
"I understand your question. If it were you, you should try to express your love to Dimuludo. How could a brave knight like him be willing to reject a lovely girl like you?"
Luke's voice was gentle, as if he was trying to comfort and persuade.
"But, but I already have a fiancé..." Sora's answer was very unsteady, just like the pale and powerless words a gambler says before starting the game, "But I don't have much money left."
"But you two are truly in love. Look at the scales on both sides. Kenneth only lost his fiancée, but you lost your love!"
Sora, who was not in his right mind at the moment, was stunned for a moment, "This... can this kind of theory exist?"
"Of course, just because you are his fiancée doesn't mean you have to be with him."
Sora's eyes gradually brightened, and without saying anything more, he just stood up, left the cafe, and walked quickly towards the suite.
As she walked, the unnatural blush on her face began to fade, and the information about Luke in her memory disappeared rapidly. Only one thought flashed wildly in her mind.
She wants to show her feelings like Dimuludo!
Lu Ke looked at her back and shook his head, "I'm so bad."
A few minutes later, a violent argument broke out in the suite upstairs, accompanied by an explosion-like noise.
The entire building shook, and the guests inside looked upwards at the same time. Many of them began to gather towards the exit.
Among the flowing crowd, Luke saw the "Glorious Face" who was transformed into a spirit and walked through the corridor. It seemed that he was directly driven out by the Master, and he was so depressed that he seemed to be about to cry.
Lu Ke tutted his lips and condemned himself again:"I'm so bad!"
But I will dare to do it next time!(End of this chapter)