The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 151 Don't choose to die just because you care about small things

The slight sound of feet stepping on the mud, as if a certain signal was conveyed, the chilling aura spread from Menechel as the center to the surroundings, even when the confrontation with the red Lancer was at its most intense, the smile was not lost At this moment it disappeared without a trace.

Gould, who got off the off-road vehicle after seeing Lancer leave, was shocked when he saw this scene. Before he could close the car door, he dragged his heavy body while running and shouted:
"Stop, Saber! Are you crazy?"

Hearing Gold's voice, the corners of Menechel's mouth twitched, and he slightly raised the arm holding the sword tentatively, Ruler arched his body as if facing a formidable enemy.

Gold hurriedly ran to Menechel's side, stretched out his hand and grabbed Saber's right arm, but he didn't pull it under the sudden force. He smiled awkwardly at Ruler, and pulled it hard again, this time almost was dragged over.

The ground that had become loose just now due to the battle between Menechel and Red Lancer was not enough to support Gold's feet. He only felt his feet slip and Gold almost fell to the ground. Only on Naixier can he ensure that his center of gravity will not fall.

Menechel's brows twitched, and the eyes locked on Ruler had no choice but to close, wanting to ignore Gord, but his master seemed to want to leave Menechel's place too hastily because of panic. body, but the more he struggled, the more confused he became. After pushing and shoving on Menechel's body for a long time, he still couldn't fully stand still.

Unbearable, Menechel released the blade in his hand, grabbed Gold's shoulders with both hands, pulled him up from the ground, turned around to face Ruler, and then put him back on the ground.

Gold, who finally landed smoothly, lowered his head, his whole face was burning fiercely, and the voice that was full of anger became hesitant.

The originally tense atmosphere was interrupted by Gold, and the momentum disappeared. Menechel vaguely realized that it was meaningless for her to attack Ruler. Following the steps Gold gave, Menechel did not make another move, but just stood there. Behind Gold, he glared at Ruler with his eyes.

But Gold, who was standing in front of him, was extremely annoyed by his mistake just now. He angrily kicked the soft ground under his feet, and put all his mistakes on the soil.

"The red side is really too arrogant, dare to openly attack the supervisor. In order to prevent you from suffering such unnecessary trouble again, I suggest you come to our stronghold."

But the result was undoubtedly Ruler's refusal, perhaps because of the funny scene where he almost fell before, Gold didn't even have the courage to persuade him again, so he turned around and prepared to leave to save his last dignity.

But Menechel, who was standing behind Gold, took a step forward, and Gold, who noticed the strangeness, immediately turned his head and held back his own servant who was about to do something stupid.

"Saber, what else are you doing!"

"Isn't he unwilling to go back with you? I'll help you tie her back—and cut her a few swords along the way."

Even though he knew that the reason for Saber's attack was more to vent his anger on himself, Gold still couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.He forced himself to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, the anger he had accumulated because Saber failed to defeat Lancer was a little less out of thin air.

"Shooting on Ruler, do you still want to be controlled by her power?" Menechel was convinced, the feeling of being out of control was really uncomfortable, but she still couldn't stop her dissatisfaction with Ruler's forced interference.

While complaining to Gold, he got into the car: "She obviously has a problem. With my advantage, I could at least force Lancer's master to use the command spell—obviously favoritism, in case she still favors it next time." What should I do, I can't really be led away by her, can I?"

Gold's speech like a small report by Menechel also aroused dissatisfaction with Ruler, and he would think of everything just now—especially when the other party witnessed his embarrassment, his anger was instantly transferred to Ruler.

The red Lancer is obviously a powerful combat force of the red side. If he can be wiped out at the beginning of the battle, he, Gold, will definitely be valued and appreciated by the family and patriarch.

"This time, Darnic asked us to take Ruler back. Next time, if she dares to covet our victory in this way, I will use Command Seals to help you fight Ruler."

"I didn't expect you, Gord, to be quite sensible. I thought that you can't use Command Seals indiscriminately, which is already the most powerful thing you can do."

Obviously it was a compliment of this level, but under the blessing of Menechel's slightly smiling tone, it inexplicably gave Gold some confidence. The corners of his mouth finally turned up this time, and he folded his arms slightly in satisfaction.

Seeing Menechel sitting in the driver's seat and being dominated by anger, he subconsciously abducted into the passenger seat. When Gould fastened his seat belt in a daze and wanted to say something, he turned his head and looked at the person who was about to say something. Menechel's head exploded with a bang when he changed gears.

My own embarrassment and Ruler's favoritism and fraud became unimportant the moment the off-road vehicle jumped forward, and the soul seemed to be thrown out of the body in an instant, desperately chasing the body ahead.

The open mouth was instantly filled with the wind, and Gold had to cover his mouth while raising the window, but the wind from the window on the right still agitated Gold's five senses, and the dizziness made him lose his senses. desire to speak.

He turned his head to look at Saber's hair disheveled by the wind, but he didn't dare to distract Saber to close the window.

Staring at the car window, Gold regretted in his heart:

When he goes back, he will definitely weld the windows of this car to death!
……

The low and magnetic prayer sound surrounded the church with only one person. Suddenly, the prayer sound stopped, and a drop of sunlight poured into the dim church through the window behind the statue. The white-haired priest closed the prayer book in his hand .

The blue particles converged into a silhouette in the corner where the sun couldn't reach.

"Thank you, Lancer. From the looks of you, it seems that you have encountered some trouble." The priest looked at the man who came out of the shadows, his gentle eyes stayed on the wound on the right shoulder of the man for a moment, and then fell on the statue again : "Ruler can't solve it?"

"Unfortunately, I encountered Saber from the black side."

"Don't worry. Being able to force you like this must be Black's trump card. You should go back to recuperate first."

"Black Saber's sword seems to be able to ignore defense." Red Lancer did not leave, and continued to disclose the information he knew.

"Can you ignore the defense... [Saber]?"

There was hesitation in the priest's tone for the first time, but it was only for a moment, but he was keenly caught by the red Lancer, but he had no intention of going deeper, and his figure quickly disappeared into the church.

After a long time," a figure appeared behind the priest again, wrapping his arms around the back of his neck, and a lazy female voice said, "What's the matter, did you meet an acquaintance? "

The priest broke free from the restraints, and he turned around to face the woman, with a wry smile on his face that always had a gentle smile: "Well, if I'm not mistaken."

"Oh? What kind of great swordsman?"

"No, not some swordsman." The priest shook his head, he seemed to recall something and suddenly sighed.

"It's the first knight."

　I'm too sleepy, let's do this first
　　
　
(End of this chapter)