Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 92 He just wanted to save the homeless girl

As the last sentence fell, the magic circle suddenly burst into a dazzling white light, making the entire space as bright as day.

In the center of that light, a certain office worker who was forced to work overtime slowly emerged.

At first it was just a vague outline, but as the light faded, the figure gradually became clearer.

It was a woman with long purple hair.

Her eyes were covered with a blindfold and she was wearing black clothes and pants. The slim design perfectly outlined her tall and plump figure, and she was wearing black over-the-knee boots.

This outfit will definitely get millions of likes from gentlemen if it is posted on P station!

The woman exuded an indescribable charm. Despite wearing a blindfold, she looked accurately in Roger's direction.

It was none other than Medusa, one of FSN's abandoned heroines and the famous female monster in Greek mythology.

His job in this Holy Grail War is Rider, and he's good at riding!
"Excuse me, are you my Master?"

Medusa knelt on one knee and asked a soul-searching question, her voice so soft.

Roger stared at the evil that was about to burst out of her chest and adjusted his non-existent glasses.

"Yes, I am your master!"

Medusa stood up upon hearing this, her boots making a sound as they stepped on the ground, and every step seemed to be stepping on Roger's XP system.

The Greek Banshee is great, and the Rider class is even better!
Teacher Medusa has A+ grade riding skills.

This ability is truly omnipotent and can control almost all kinds of beasts, even mythical beasts and divine beasts.

It is said that only dragons cannot be controlled.

But Roger didn't believe it.

How can you know if you don’t try?

Real knowledge from practice!
If I could transform into a milk dragon and let Medusa ride on me, wouldn't I be able to roam around Fuyuki and be invincible?
Sure enough, the dragon knight is the strongest cavalry!
However, at this moment, Roger's eyes were fixed on Medusa's two slender white thighs, and he wished he could rub his face against them.

But in fact, he was actually observing Medusa's ability values.

Strength: A
Durability: A
Agility: A
Magic: A
Lucky: A
Noble Phantasm: A+
All A attributes!
What is a hexagonal warrior?

This data is in the game, and you have to spend ten 648 to draw it!

As expected, he possesses top-level Master qualities.

It is the crown master!

"Does it look good?"

Medusa's cold voice rang out, breaking Roger's thoughts.

"nice!"

Roger blurted out subconsciously, his eyes slid down and finally stopped at the pair of slender legs wrapped in black boots.

"I can play with these legs for a year."

"But I suggest changing the boots to a cross-strap style, which is both breathable and convenient..."

Looking at this unreliable Master, Medusa felt a little stunned.

Is it too late to terminate the contract now?
However, feeling the terrifying magic power surging from her body, Medusa's legs went weak.

Medusa was shocked, this magic power came from the seemingly unreliable master in front of her.

This isn't a supply of magic power at all; it's like someone put the Pacific Ocean into a syringe and inserted it into the spirit core for an IV!

Compared to himself, a monster that even the gods fear, he is more like a real monster.

"Rider, let's go."

Roger suddenly straightened up, the playful smile on his face instantly disappeared, and he switched to street-stylist mode.

The speed of face-changing made Sichuan Opera masters call him an expert.

"Master, where are we going?"

Medusa frowned slightly.

"Let's go for a stroll on the street."

"A Master who can't walk on the street is not a qualified street walker."

Roger pulled out his sunglasses, put them on, and strode toward the basement exit. Medusa followed behind him, grumbling furiously in her mind.

Are you just going to stroll around outside like this?
Isn't it time to gather intelligence on each Master right now, on the eve of the Holy Grail War?
Being so defenseless, aren't you afraid that you will run into the enemy and be killed on first sight?

But Medusa swallowed all these thoughts back into her stomach and just followed Roger quietly.

She is a qualified servant, possessing the quality of loyalty, even to the point of self-abandonment.

No matter how much doubt she has about the Master's style of doing things, or what she thinks of the orders given, she will put her personal feelings aside and assist the Master unwaveringly.

Just like a loyal vicious dog, as long as the master gives the order, it will not hesitate to use even innocent ordinary people as bait.

……

Soon, the two of them were strolling along the river.

Although on the surface, Roger seemed to be passing the time aimlessly.

In fact, he was planning to carry out some kind of charity activity to help the poor and needy late at night.

He just wanted to save the homeless little sister.

Of course, this is only limited to unemployed witches with a cup size of D or above.

Poor Miss Medea was about to run out of magic power and fainted in the streets of Fuyuki, where her body was picked up by someone.

How could Roger, who calls himself the anti-evil, stand idly by and watch such a tragedy?
Therefore, he had to take the initiative to rescue the beautiful Da Lei.

Well, although judging from the capacity of magic power, this witch lady is far inferior to her loyal dog.

It's not a big thunder at all.

However, reemployment for the unemployed witch is imminent!

The two of them followed the road along the river and soon arrived near Fuyuki Bridge.

This broken bridge is considered the most powerful tool bridge in the Type-Moon universe. Servants come here to check in and take pictures during every Holy Grail War.

Ten years ago, Gilgamesh played the King's Treasury here.

This caused a minister to lose his king.

I wonder if the poor Clock Tower Succubus can make it to this Holy Grail War.

Perhaps because all the servants have not been summoned yet, the night in Fuyuki seems particularly cold at this moment.

The night wind whistled across the Fuyuki Bridge, making Roger's coat rustle.

Roger squatted on the steel bars of the bridge and stole a glance at his servant.

Aren’t you cold wearing so little at night?
Is Valhalla seriously cutting corners? The area of ​​this fabric is not even as large as your tablet screen, and the defense is entirely supported by elastic potential energy.

Forget it, Master Roger has always been concerned about his servants, so he decided to go home.

At this moment, Roger suddenly caught a blue afterimage out of the corner of his eye.

Oh, it turned out to be the legendary top-level treasure - the spinning and charging blue spearman!

"Master!"

Medusa also noticed the opponent's trace, instantly entered combat state, and quickly bent down.

This tactical and ornamental pose allows her to perfectly showcase her body curves, further highlighting her seductive figure.

She stared vigilantly in the direction of Cu Chulainn, ready to respond to any battle that might break out.

"I see it. It should be the Lancer of this Holy Grail War, Cu Chulainn, the Son of Light in Celtic mythology."

"People in the underworld call him 100% lucky to be stabbed in the kidney!"

Roger's voice was low and firm, his eyes fixed on the blue afterimage, as if he could see through everything about the other party.

Medusa was startled when she heard this.

She quietly glanced sideways at Roger beside her, her heart filled with doubts surging like a tide.

How could his master be able to reveal the other party's secrets so accurately just by catching a glimpse of a figure?

Could it be that he possesses a magic eye that can give him insight?

Unboxing the Magic Eye!
There is still one chapter, I can definitely do it!

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