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

Chapter 31 Cha - Mo (No Concern)

Of course, Chamo couldn't be the kind of person who would stay in place and wait to die. When Menechel barely stood up and inspected the outer city again, he was sure that he didn't find a second living creature.

The city gate, which was still closed when I left before, has now opened, silently showing Chamo's movements—of course, it cannot be ruled out that this is just Chamo's cover-up, but as one of the few people who understands Menechel's dragon-slaying experience He didn't think that the other party would assassinate alone.

Unless one's own weakness has been seen by the other party.

Thinking of this, Menechel's body couldn't help shaking. He forced himself to sit slowly on the city wall. The seemingly inexhaustible magic power disappeared immediately after leaving the battle, leaving only the tide The dizziness and exhaustion washed over Menechel's little rationality over and over again, and the fragments of the gun blade in his body also ached.

It was comfortable during the previous battle, but now it is difficult.

Menechel laughed at himself. He looked into the distance. On the endless plain, a round of red sun was slowly rising. The quiet and gentle light drove away the dead silence and coldness around him. .

Outside the city wall, there is a peaceful and peaceful sunrise, but inside the city wall is a hellish mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. A city wall is like a moat that separates the world from hell, and Menechel is sitting on this city wall , while breathing the slightly smelly air blown from behind, while enjoying the long-lost sunshine bath, it was obviously just an ordinary thing, but such an unusually pleasant feeling made Minechel couldn't help but close her eyes .

It seems that it is not bad to fall asleep like this.

"That won't work."

Just when Menechel's consciousness was about to completely dissipate, a hazy and indistinct voice came from his ears, and he couldn't tell the difference between male and female, or old and young.

Menechel barely opened her eyes, and what she saw was a white angel-like figure.

"Teacher Merlin."

Although he didn't really see clearly, Menechel was very sure that the person in front of him was Merlin whom he hadn't seen for a long time—he only hoped that the person in front of him was Merlin. It was truly returned to Artoria.

"It looks like it needs urgent medical attention."

An increasingly blurred voice came from my ear, and I couldn't recall what happened afterwards, and Menechel had already fallen forward with confidence.

……

When Menechel opened his eyes again, his first thought was to be amazed that he could still open his eyes. He stretched out his hand and pulled the unknown fur covering his body, and after confirming that he was not missing any arms or legs, he did so. Remember that now you should pay attention to his situation at this time.

Is Merlin the last person to arrive, has the outer city been handed over to Artoria, and what is the situation on the front line.

Menechel turned his head. He opened his mouth but failed to make a sound. Beside him was a sleeping girl. Her blond and dazzling hair was slightly deformed by the pressure, but the stubborn bunch stood straight. But the dull hair remained unchanged, and it fluctuated regularly with the girl's breathing.

It seems that those questions no longer need to be asked.

Thinking of this, Menechel couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, but immediately realized that he was acting improperly at this time, and stretched out a hand to smooth the curvature of the corner of his mouth, but that hand obviously had its own thoughts, as if Some kind of magic was applied, against Menechel's own wishes, and it grabbed the trembling dumb hair.

It's just that the girl who was still sleeping soundly opened her eyes as if she felt some danger, and a pair of clear emerald green pupils looked at Menechel.

The suddenly awkward atmosphere put Menechel's hand outstretched in the air in a dilemma, but he still spread his palm cheekily and waved at the girl: "Artoria, you woke up."

Arturia just stared at Minechel without saying a word, Minechel's smile gradually stiffened, and his hand dropped little by little, but at this moment the girl reached out and grabbed Minechel's hand, Lift it up again, only to hear Arturia chuckle and say: "Well, I just woke up."

Since the girl became King Arthur, Menechel seldom saw the girl's smile.

"You won't, have you been here all the time?"

For some reason, Menechel couldn't look directly into Artoria's eyes, he turned his head slightly and kneaded the fur covering his body with the other hand.

"How come, I just came here." The girl said, her tone was very flat: "But Menechel, your act of risking your life to defend the city has indeed won the victory for Camelot, and the rebels have been completely driven to Camelot. Merlot is out of the country."

This businesslike attitude made Menechel a little inexplicably annoyed, but before Menechel figured out the reason for this emotion, an inappropriate voice interjected:
"Boys and girls, the time to talk about love is over... Now, it's time for adults to heal children."

This frivolous tone made one want to punch him, one didn't need to look to know it was Merlin.Merlin walked up from the door unhurriedly, and winked at Artoria: "My lord, leave this place to me, you go to rest first—"

"Teacher Merlin!" Artoria's voice suddenly rose by a decibel, but her good Wang Yan etiquette calmed the girl down quickly. She stood up without any strange expression on her face: "Then I will out."

Before leaving, Artoria seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Minechel: "Minechel, you don't have to work so hard next time."

Menechel blinked, and he watched Artoria walk out of the room, but at this moment Merlin mercilessly sat on the seat Artoria had just sat on, his body just blocked Minette Cher's gaze.

"She won't go to rest." Merlin said: "Arturia is a qualified king. She wasted two days with you. Now she will definitely solve all the things she missed in these two days."

Menechel was taken aback for a moment, and then he didn't know whether it was joy or what kind of emotion filled his heart, which made him hum a few times.

Is this what you said just arrived?
Seeing this, Merlin also patted Menechel on the shoulder unceremoniously: "Don't think so much, just tell me, what's going on with your body. No matter how you look at it, your body doesn't look like a human being. Well, the body is closer to that of a dragon."

"You said that." Minechel was in a good mood now, and he replied very simply: "Mr. Merlin, didn't you say that eating those fantasy species can improve my physical fitness?"

Merlin's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly didn't want to continue listening.

"So I killed a pure dragon species in Utopia, and ate dragon meat and dragon blood... As for the recovery ability, it seems to be inherent in the body."

"A black dragon?"

With the last trace of luck, Merlin hoped to get a negative answer.

Menechel thought about it for a moment, breaking Merlin's fluke mentality.

"The black dragon."

(End of this chapter)