The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 76 Is Odin dead?
Emiya had to spend a lot of time explaining to Old Tang the difference between "real Heroic Spirits" (whose upper limit can be equal to the Grand Rank, and who are as powerful as the main gods) and "fake Heroic Spirits" (the products of Deadpool's experiments, who seem to be inferior to Shadow Servants), as well as the basic knowledge of the Holy Grail War.

Old Tang was fooled by Emiya's talk. He was fascinated and shook his head as if he had just been enlightened... But no, he scratched the back of his head and felt that he was almost falling asleep because of all the magic knowledge.

"Hey, we're getting off topic. We're here to talk about business today."

Old Tang quickly changed the subject. He had been drinking with his friends, but the serious and academic conversation sobered him up.

"I'm not off topic. What I want to talk about is Nuonuo..."

While Emiya was talking, he saw Old Tang holding up a glass of wine for him, and quickly held down Old Tang's hand, "Wait a minute, take it easy, there are so many bottles! Old Tang, you can drink a lot, I really can't drink more than you."

"Hey, if you can't drink more, just drink slowly. I didn't ask you to finish it in one gulp," Old Tang shook the red wine glass skillfully. He seemed quite proud of his glorious deeds of hanging around in major restaurants in Xiangyang. Although he was not very serious in serious matters, he accidentally developed a good alcohol tolerance.

Then he took another sip, "Huh, brother, you are just thinking about how to deal with that girl named Nuonuo! I can see that she is not a person who will keep quiet."

"...How do you know that?" Emiya looked at Lao Tang suspiciously. He had never seen Lao Tang and Nono talk to each other.

Old Tang raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, "You don't understand this! Although Old Tang doesn't talk about feelings, I have seen countless women on the streets of Xiangyang and have gained valuable experience... I have acquired a keen sense, which is called 'smell the woman'!"

"...You're still walking around the streets of Xiangyang. Can you see that on the streets? I think you went to a foot massage parlor to look for prostitutes."

As soon as Emiya heard it, he knew that it was the kind of bragging unique to Old Tang, the kind that only half of a sentence could be believed.

"To be honest, even though everything is arranged this time, I haven't figured out where to go yet... I'm having trouble making a decision."

He was about to ask Old Tang if he had any good ideas, but then he thought that Old Tang was not from this country either, and was not as familiar with it as he was...

"Hey, I actually have one!"

Old Tang's words surprised Emiya. He snapped his fingers and said, "I happened to have an appointment with my online friend these days. I plan to go to the other party's city to hang out. If you haven't made up your mind, why don't you come along?"

"Your netizens? What netizens?" Emiya was not worried about any online fraud these days. No matter if they were scammers or kidnappers, they were no threat to Old Tang now.

"Oh, I told you before, the one who plays StarCraft... Mingming! We've seen him before. His avatar in the game channel is a big-headed bear!"

"What? ...Does seeing the portrait count as seeing it?"

Emiya felt it was difficult to comment on the online gay behavior of netizens.

Because no matter how familiar you are with others online, you cannot judge what the person on the other side of the line looks like before the photos are exposed.

Maybe he has the appearance of an ancient god...

"Oh! I'm not dating Mingming. He's a man. Why should I care about his appearance?" Old Tang waved his hand calmly, thinking that the risk of meeting in person was nothing to him.

"I asked him to play StarCraft with me in person! Let's see who's better!"

Old Tang spoke passionately and spitting loudly, as if two legendary masters had agreed to fight a decisive battle on the Forbidden City on the night of two moons.

"what?"

After Old Tang said this, Emiya suddenly became a little confused about the purpose of his trip. "No, buddy, when you are online, can't you practice games anytime, anywhere?"

"It's different! Brother, of course we've arranged a battle in the Internet cafe!" Old Tang clenched his fists and waved them twice, looking as if he was going to fight against that "Mingming" in the void.

"Brother Emiya, this is the charm of dominating the e-sports world!" Old Tang raised his finger and shook it again, "The key is not the game itself, but the atmosphere that dominates the entire venue when the game takes place!"

"Your fingers dance flexibly on the keyboard and mouse in front of you. Your army is displayed in front of the big screen. You can control it as if it were your own arm, and bravely rush to fight the enemy."

"At this moment, the exciting and high-end game between you and your opponent attracted all the young players in the Internet cafe. The handsome guys with earrings brought drinks and snacks and came over to ask for favors. The brave and spirited girls blinked their beautiful eyes and their eyes circled around you..."

"As your fingers rise and fall, and as your keyboard and mouse tap, everyone's eyes turn to you, until your wonderful operation brings you victory, and the atmosphere of the entire venue reaches its climax!"

Old Tang's words even trembled, his fists clenched, and his imagination must have reached a climax, "If you do that, you will become a martial arts legend in the e-sports world!"

"..."

Emiya silently took out a tissue, wiped the saliva flying everywhere from Old Tang, and glanced at the innocent wine glass.

I can't finish this drink.

He stood up leisurely - at this time, Old Tang still maintained a speech-like posture, his eyes staring forward, as if waiting for an understanding look and answer from Emiya -

But...Emiya is not an e-sports player, so no matter how much Old Tang said, he couldn't understand it, and he couldn't help but laugh. So after Emiya tidied the table, he threw out a sentence:
"I understand your sudden desire to show off, Old Tang."

"...and then?" Old Tang widened his eyes. Could it be that his speech just now failed to make people feel empathy?
"Then, you seem to have overlooked a problem."

Emiya's words were like a sharp sword suddenly thrust out from a disagreement at a drinking table. The atmosphere that had finally heated up suddenly turned cold and hard. "What if you can't beat your online friend Mingming?"

"That's impossible!"

Old Tang immediately turned grim and said, "Absolutely impossible. Everyone in the channel knows that Mingming is indeed a top talent. It's a pity that he always lags behind me!"

"..."Emiya suddenly felt that this scene looked familiar.

The last time Old Tang said "impossible" was apparently when he promised that he would not get lost halfway through a mission.

So, will Old Tang win this face-to-face confrontation?

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'You can leave now.'

The next morning, Nuonuo, whose mind was still full of troubled thoughts, suddenly learned the news from the Zhou family.

The news came so quickly that she couldn't react for a while.

Nuonuo picked up the black suitcase, pressed down the pole, and opened the suitcase. The beautiful pink or fiery red dress, coat, shoes and socks had already been folded and put inside. Other personal belongings were also available.

She was originally planning to implement the "escape plan", so she had packed all these things in advance, ready to grab her bag and run away once the route was planned, but she didn't expect to be notified of this today.

Was this just a false alarm?

The soft bed in the room had neat bedding that was perfectly flat and wrinkle-free. Beside it, besides a round-cornered desk, there was a dressing table with a large half-length mirror.

Nuonuo looked at all this with a frown. For some reason, this layout was somewhat similar to her room at the Chen family.

Nuonuo then pulled something out from under the bed sheet - a tattered, forcibly shortened white skirt.

Although the skirt had been washed, it still had obvious scratches and tear marks, as well as shocking dark red bloodstains on the chest.

This was the clothing she had worn that night, the night the Chen family was destroyed - and it was also a symbol of her past hatred.

Nono decided to keep the clothing and pack it separately in her luggage to remind herself of her past, which concealed a huge darkness - Frigga's experiments, Odin behind the Chen family, and the still unclear truth.

Remind yourself to say goodbye to innocence and never forget.

"..." Nuonuo's eyes suddenly swept across a certain position on the chest of the tattered white dress. There was no fabric at that position of the dress, leaving only a hole surrounded by a large area of dark red blood... She remembered that it was left behind when Odin defeated her casually.

With the help of a tube of serum, he was able to barely survive until the rescuers arrived. Maybe he didn't damage his vital organs and cause fatal injuries, which was also a miracle...

Nuo Nuo patted his chest with lingering fear. According to the current recovery progress, that place should have healed long ago.

Thinking of this, Nuonuo unbuttoned the buttons on her collar, exposing her delicate collarbone and snow-white skin to the air. She gently combed her soft red hair aside, and her chest was reflected in Nuonuo's field of vision through the half-height dressing mirror...

That position was like a black ink spot that abruptly stained the pure white paper.

"...?"

Nuonuo squinted his eyes and looked closely. There was a small, burnt round mark there, like an ugly black mole or birthmark on the chest.

But Nuonuo knew very well that he had never had such a thing before.

It didn't itch and it didn't cause any pain, and if she hadn't opened her chest to look, she really wouldn't have noticed it.

"what is this?"

She moved closer to the mirror, loosened her collar, and then lifted the corner of her clothes up widely. Just as she was about to observe carefully, there was a knock on the door behind her.

"who is it?"

The next second she heard the voice of Emiya alone.

"Come right in!"

With the sound of the doorknob turning, Emiya pushed the door open and walked in. "You have received the message, right? There is still plenty of time before you leave, so don't be too anxious to pack... Hey - what are you doing!?"

Emiya was so shocked that he immediately turned around, closed the door, and looked away...Nono had almost taken off her upper body clothes!

"What are you making such a fuss about?"

Nono put down the shirt that she had just lifted up and squeezed into a tight circle with wrinkles, and then jumped in front of Emiya.

This girl always behaves like this in front of Emiya. She doesn't hide her true attitude at all. From the sudden "shake hands" with Emiya at the beginning to the "escape plan" later, she can be said to be imaginative and unrestrained in her language, thoughts and actions.

So Emiya's first reaction was that Nono wasn't being naughty, but was just having a wild imagination and was going crazy in front of him...

"Look, look, I just made a strange discovery. Look—"

"What are you looking at?"

"My breasts."

"!?"

Emiya's eyes widened as he thought to himself, what kind of lewd words are these? Nono, your brain has been at its limit all day long. Is it finally going to malfunction and go crazy?

But Nuonuo seemed not to hear it——

She unbuttoned the white flowery collar without any buttons to hold it back. The sun shone along her smooth curves, casting a layer of light on her skin. The faint fragrance of flowers lingered on the smooth skin between the fluttering neckline and the collarbone...

"It's this black piece! See it!" Nono felt that there was no need to hide it from Emiya. It would be more appropriate to say that only Emiya could confirm the matter. After all, it was Emiya who killed Odin.

"...Ah, I really admire you. I saw it, and then what?"

Nuonuo's voice seemed to be brewing a low mood, "Do you think that this hole is similar in size to the hole made by Odin's gun?"

"Ok?"

When Emiya heard her mention Odin, he finally confirmed that Nono was not crazy. He carefully observed the black mark... If it was pierced by Gungnir, it should be this size.

"Queshi, you are right."

After coming to the conclusion, Emiya quickly closed Nono's open collar and buttoned all the buttons back in place...

He was afraid that the situation that happened with Jiude Mai would happen again, where there would be a surprise inspection outside the door and someone would jump in immediately and see the two of them in this state.

"Can you feel anything?"

Nono shook her head. She knew what Emiya wanted to ask. "I don't feel anything. It's as if this black mark doesn't exist, but it is very likely that it was left by Odin... Simply profiling this thing won't yield any more information."

Emiya crossed his arms, pondered for a while, and suddenly proposed a guess that he had doubts about before:
"Do you think... Odin is not dead?"

Because he was considering that some people were really hard to kill, and many of Type-Moon's methods could achieve a high degree of immortality, not relying on non-human blood, and could work just by relying on magic or the like.

For example, Matou Zouken, as long as the main body of the seal worm is not dead, even if the body that is active outside dies, it can continue to live...

As soon as he finished speaking, Nuo Nuo's face changed immediately.

If Odin is really dead and does not exist in the world, why does he leave a strange mark? If he is not dead, he is not dead... everything becomes reasonable!

Boom!

Horrible memories began to flash back. It was a dark night with heavy rain and huge thunder descending from the sky.

The god was surrounded by the aura of death, with a huge army of the dead surrounding him like stars. He urged his eight-legged horse to move, and swung his spear at will, knocking her to the ground as if she was blocking his way, just like sweeping away ants trying to shake a tree.

Odin is not dead, he will come back sooner or later!
Nuonuo unconsciously clenched his teeth, his lips and teeth rubbing against each other softly. His sensitive nerves were once again aroused by those dark memories. If that god appeared before him again...

At this moment, warm hands covered her head.

"It's okay, don't worry too much," Emiya comforted with a smile, "If he shows up a second time, I'll kill him again."

This was not just a consolation. Rather, Odin's target last time was Emiya himself. Comparatively speaking, Nono was more like a discarded item that Odin casually discarded. It was hard to imagine that if Odin returned again, he would not be his first target.

Nono felt the warmth of the person in front of her through his long, red hair, thinking of his image and strength, and suddenly relaxed. She blinked, thought of something, stretched out her hand and slowly pushed away the big hand covering her head, and said:

"No, the next time He appears, I want to...try revenge myself, so can you help teach me, that...magic?"

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The day of departure finally arrived.

Although they had agreed to leave, on the surface they were just going on a mission. It would be easy to arouse suspicion if the Wa Lord saw them off, so the handover and separation between the several people were still completed in the main hall inside the Zhou family.

In addition, Emiya and Lao Tang even retained their original positions in the Zhou family... that is, they were just nominal employees. Lao Tang was overjoyed at this "long paid vacation" - it was originally because of Emiya's influence.

As for Nono, after many explanations from Emiya, she finally resolved her doubts about the Zhou family, expressed her sincere gratitude and polite greetings at the time of separation, and established a preliminary friendly relationship with the Lord Wa...

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