Chapter 601: Heroic Spirits with Different Personalities
In the light, a black-haired beauty with a bow and arrow in hand, wearing traditional witch clothing and with her eyes closed, appeared in the center of the summoning circle. She calmly looked at the room full of blood, the orange-haired young man who was being haunted by wronged souls, and Gilles de Rey, who was filled with the grievances of others.
And the girl who kept crying but couldn't say anything because her mouth was blocked.
Her eyes opened and she decisively raised the bow and arrow in her hand.
"You are an evil demon."
The calm voice had an inexplicable attraction, making people feel a sense of tranquility and peace. The cold priestess did not even say the words to summon the heroic spirit before she shot the arrow in her hand.
The next moment, the Demon-Destroying Arrow rushed directly towards the orange-haired young man who had not yet figured out the situation, and the blind heroic spirit who had been shouting Jeanne d'Arc.
Caster and his Master exit.
The witch also fell to the ground due to lack of magic power, quietly waiting for her own exit.
But the extremely frightened girl was attracted by her cold light and moved towards her.
Outside a residential building in Fuyuki City.
"Ah, are you Alexander?"
The thin Weber looked at the burly man in front of him and couldn't help but be amazed, but he was a little lacking in confidence and couldn't help but question him.
"What are you talking about..."
Alexander, who participated in the battle as a cavalryman, laughed and rubbed his master's head. He was about to speak, but the next moment, he felt the burning breath in the summoning circle.
"oh?"
The two men turned around, and Weber felt a burning pain on the back of his hand.
They looked in amazement at the summoning circle that continued to emit a scorching breath. The next moment, two girls with pointy ears and good figures appeared in the summoning circle.
But there was no power in their bodies, and the burning breath came from the existence that one of them was hugging.
It was a creature that looked only the size of a puppy, but was covered with red scales.
dragon.
No matter what Weber and Alexander thought, at this moment, they only thought of one word.
dragon.
It was undoubtedly a dragon, undoubtedly the pinnacle of dragons, undoubtedly a species of dragon. No other words could describe the creature they saw before their eyes. Only the word dragon could describe it clearly.
However, it was not the dragon who spoke, but two smiling witches who looked like elves.
"Servant Rider has obeyed the summons. May I ask if you are our contractor?"
When she said this, the female elf who gave people a very gentle feeling reached out and touched the dragon's head, raised her obviously weak claws, and then spoke with a smile on her face.
"Master Li Ke, don't you want to say something?"
“…”
Weber and Alexander felt the dragon's emotions at the same time, and then the red dragon made a majestic but helpless sound.
"I don't have anything to say. If I really want to say anything, I just want to say dirty words now."
"oh?"
Alexander couldn't help but become interested as he looked at this strange scene. He took a look at the extra Command Seal on his Master's hand, and then expressed his speculation.
"So, you sisters are the summoned cavalry, and this dragon... is your mount?"
When asked this question, the red dragon was about to speak, but her mouth was covered by the girl who was holding her and had a mischievous smile. The witch who smiled very gently spoke in a gentle tone.
"That's right. After all, we are the priestesses who control the dragons."
Alexander touched his chin, wondering who these two witches were.
But Weber looked at the puppy-sized red dragon being squeezed by two huge soft masses, and couldn't help but compare it with the image he saw in the library, and then shouted out tremblingly.
"The legend says that the strongest dragon that gave the earth new life and defeated the will of the planet, Great, Great Red?!"
Above the ground covered with chicken blood, there was the sigh of the red dragon and the happy laughter of the twin filthy maidens... the witches.
An ancient castle in faraway Europe
The stern King Arthur Altria had just finished introducing herself when she saw her master frowning. Just as she was puzzled, the summoning circle she had just stepped out of suddenly lit up again.
The next moment, Irisviel cried out in pain. She subconsciously looked at the back of her hand, only to see a number of bright red Command Seals.
At the same time, a tall warrior appeared in the summoning circle, holding an axe in one hand and a sword in the other, with a strange helmet covering his face and only a shoulder armor on his right shoulder.
"Servant Saber, I have come here in response to your summons. May I ask if you are my Master?"
This scene shocked Kiritsugu Emiya and Irisviel. The cigarette in Kiritsugu's mouth dropped, and Irisviel covered her mouth. Even Ahadon on the side opened his mouth in shock, looking at the scene in disbelief.
But this tall warrior did not show any emotion. He just looked at the astonished Irisviel calmly and slowly performed a swordsman's salute.
"Then the contract is established."
Somewhere in England, looking at Diarmuid holding two guns in front of him, Kenneth couldn't help but snorted coldly. He wanted to summon Diarmuid holding two swords, but now it was obvious that he was a step slow.
But just when he was about to keep Sora away from this guy who had a history of cheating on his boss's wife and was the prototype of Lancelot, the light of the summoning circle appeared again.
Sora could not help but cry out in pain, and three Command Spells appeared on the back of her hand.
"This is……"
Kenneth opened his eyes wide, and the next moment, a figure appeared in the summoning circle again. A weather-beaten-looking man was holding a bottle of wine and a rifle. He looked at everything with some surprise, and then began to talk to himself.
"Oh my? I can become a Heroic Spirit too? I thought I would disappear with the cold wind. Oh, right, there is work to do."
He finally got serious and spoke to Sora.
"Servant Lancer has obeyed the summons. May I ask if you are my contractor? Okay, the contract is complete."
Without even talking to Kenneth and Sora, this tired-looking Heroic Spirit just sat on the sofa beside him. Not only did he look quite rough, but he also showed no respect for Kenneth at all.
However, after he sat down, he slightly turned over the pillow on one side and spoke to Diarmuid.
"Hey, if you don't want your tragedy to happen again, you'd better cover up the mole on your face that can seduce women. Here, I just found a box of wild Band-Aids, you can use it."
After saying that, he pulled out a whole box of Band-Aids from under the sofa pillow in front of Kenneth's ghostly look.
