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

Chapter 252 You just need to run faster than your companions (you don't need to subscribe)

Shinjuku.

Even if you are just a newcomer, you can smell the corruption here from every corner of the city at a glance.

Standing in the middle of the punks lying on the ground, Fujimaru Tateka looked around guardedly with her mouth pursed.

"Good command, miss."

The old man wearing an exaggerated and gorgeous dress like a butterfly walked slowly. He walked between gangsters and gangsters, and leaned towards Fujimaru Tachika with brisk but elegant steps.

But Fujimaru Tachika did not dare to treat the "rich old man" who looked as if he could be knocked down with a punch in the same way as an ordinary old man. She just saw with her own eyes the coffin-like weapon that the other party was carrying from behind him The bullets shot out wiped out the magicians everywhere.

"But how do you move forward in this [hell] after solving the burning of human rights?" The old man raised the corner of his mouth and showed a not very gentle smile: "It is difficult for a kind person like you to move here."

"What the hell happened here?"

Fujimaru Tatsuka said that Shinjuku in her impression was not much different from the city at this time, but it would not have such a strong malice.

"Of course, I will tell you the peculiarities here - why good people cannot survive, and why evil people are not punished. But before discussing it, I want to make a deal with you first."

"Deal?" Fujimaru Tachika suddenly became alert.

"In the previous battle, you tried to summon servants, but failed, right? And the servants who came with you also disappeared. As the master, there are no servants to command."

Fujimaru Tachika did not hide it. The movement when she summoned the servants was not small, and the servants in front of her could not have noticed even if they were fighting.

It's just a pity that among the magicians who made the temporary painting, there was only red light but none of them came out.

"I don't mind being driven by you." The old man said unhurriedly, and she noticed the vigilance on Fujimaru Tachika's face.

"There's no need to be so vigilant. If I really want to harm you, I just let you fall from a height, or watch you being dragged into an empty alley by the gangsters. Wouldn't that be more convenient and concealed?"

Listening to the self-proclaimed [Archer of Shinjuku], he sounded more and more dangerous like a veteran criminal, but the inexplicable sense of sight made Tateka Fujimaru frowned.

Has she heard the same words somewhere?

"Believe me, miss, [the evil cannot be allowed to continue to spread], we should have the same goal."

She remembered that Caster had said this to her at Camelot's singularity.

Feeling more and more vigilant, Fujimaru Tachika carefully said: "What do you want? Money? Or a job."

"Trust, I need your trusting attitude and tone. Can you trust me?"

"I don't know yet." Fujimaru Tachika didn't agree straight away: "After all, you just said not long ago that no one who can survive here is a good person."

Hearing Fujimaru Tachika's answer, Archer in Shinjuku showed a weird look between excitement and joy, he stroked his beard and chuckled: "If you just agreed, I probably would turn around without hesitation. Go home—although I don't have a home yet. But your answer... well, it seems that we can experience a fairly pleasant working together."

"You guy... you must be an unknown comedian, right?"

But after the laughter subsided, his squinted eyes suddenly opened, showing a sharp light: "Then I will tell you what I have seen, the information about this place. It is different from the Shinjuku you know, being A city ruled by phantoms and strange tales."

Obviously, Archer just wanted to arouse Fujimaru Tachika's interest with this obscure remark, and Fujimaru Tatsuka did pay full attention to Archer, but Archer's words stopped abruptly.

With a wolf howl, the remaining half of Archer's words were blocked in his mouth.

— howling wolves.

It's hard to imagine hearing such a sound full of virgin forest in such a modern city made of reinforced concrete, so that Tateka Fujimaru wondered if he had a hearing problem the first time he heard it.

But soon, the wolf howled again, from far to near, short and violent, as if chasing prey.

The moment they heard the howl of wolves, the gangsters who were lying on the ground suddenly struggled violently. They raised their bodies and wanted to stand up. After failing, they scrambled and wriggled to hide in the darkness.

"Come this way." Archer's face was solemn, he put away the coffin-like weapon, grabbed the arm of Fujimaru Tateka who was still in a daze, and forced the girl to run towards the alley: "First of all, The first rule of survival in Shinjuku - the first time you hear a wolf howling, no matter what you are doing, if you don't want to die, run away in the opposite direction from the sound."

Archer's voice was low, and the face of more than 50 years old did not show the ease of an old urchin just now.

"What the hell..."

sieve--

The air seemed to explode with something.Hiding in the panting and howling of wolves, like a poisonous snake hiding in the night, it is hidden and dangerous.

Archer subconsciously pulled Fujimaru Tatsuka's arm, and carried her behind him.

But it was still a step too late, as soon as Fujimaru Tachika's feet left the ground, a cold light bloomed in front of the two of them.

The slender [something] reflects the luster of cool colors in the dark night, interlacing for almost an instant.

boom--!
Fujimaru Tatsuka felt her feet tightened, and she was pulled off Archer's body.

With the help of a not-so-bright light source, she was able to see clearly what was wrapped around her feet—it was a beast tail covered with ferocious black scales, and the sharp bone spurs on the tip of the tail had penetrated her body at this moment. Ankle, seeing that her entire foot was about to be cut off, but Archer also reacted and stretched out his hand to pull the tail.

The tail quickly retracted, and a large swath of haze was projected from the entrance of the alley—there was a figure there at this time, with its back to the light source, making it impossible to see clearly.

The roar of the motorcycle engine sounded in the next moment, driving the man away quickly.

"Are you okay?" Archer looked down and saw Fujimaru Tateka's twisted ankle, and his words stopped.

"I can't run away, damn it."

Deliberately not attacking Fujimaru Tachika's vitals, just to prevent her servant—that is, him, from abandoning the Master.

He cursed angrily.The howling of wolves was getting closer and closer, and the huge wolf shadow cast by the moonlight could already be vaguely seen from the other side of the alley.

——How about throwing this guy here?

Such thoughts arose uncontrollably in his mind, but were soon forcibly suppressed by another inexplicable thought.

——Since they have already acknowledged her master status.

Archer hugged Fujimaru Tachika with one hand, and raised the coffin-shaped cannon with the other.

He took a deep breath.

——Could it be true that as the little girl said, I am actually a partner of justice?

　How should I put it, Shinjuku's story framework itself is already very detailed. This paragraph and even the rest of my outline are basically the same as the original fgo1.51. The real story actually happened when the demon gods Baal and Moria were defeated. After pedicle, so I can't write anymore, I watched and wrote

　　
　
(End of this chapter)