I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

"So weak."

"So weak."

"So weak."

So weak...

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The three words echoed in the empty palace.

I don't know any special echo structure in this palace.

The echo rang for so long.

For a long time, it was originally just a simple sentence. In the ears of Yi Lin and the others, it was like saying: Weak.

Yi Lin's complexion sank.

Even if it was him, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Because the contempt in the eyes of the man sitting on the throne is undisguised, naked.

Who is he?

A question mark appeared in Yi Lin's mind.

But the knowledge that the Heroic Seat had instilled in him, let him know one of the most basic concepts.

——Master and servant.

The Holy Grail War, after all, is a magic ceremony.

An ancient magic ceremony.

In the concept of magic, anything that can use the word "ceremony" is not ordinary magic.

First, it takes a lot of preparation, cumbersome prerequisites, and a lot of magic support to complete a magic ceremony.

The Holy Grail War... or the Holy Grail ceremony, it is the well-known figure among them.

Yi Lin suddenly understood why there is no similar record in all the books on the Clock Tower. Bathmelo, or some of the monarchs, had planned the magic ceremony for a long time for a certain purpose. They even hid all relevant information strictly in advance to prevent Yi Lin from discovering it.

The serious Holy Grail War is a large-scale magic ceremony composed of seven masters and seven followers.

The seven masters, with the help of ceremony, at a specific place, at a specific time, with the help of holy relics or other props,

From the timeline of the past or the future, summon is called Get on the "Hero" Soul Body and return to reality. The fight of the seven groups of men and horses, and the group that survived in the end is eligible to have the Holy Grail and make a wish that must be fulfilled.

When Yi Lin possessed this knowledge, he felt that the Holy Grail must be a cheating gadget.

Anything related to "making a wish" is not a good thing.

By the way, in the city of Kanzaki, the twisted body of Kazinmi's body seems to have a faint "Holy Grail" meaning.

It seems that no matter which space or world they are in, there are always people who tirelessly want to reap without sowing, and want this "universal wishing machine".

"boring."

Yi Lin made a simple comment on this in his mind.

Let’s talk about the situation now.

Yi Lin noticed that the way they are currently released by summon seems to be a little different from the serious Holy Grail War.

They are indeed seven "servants", but the one who summoned them to this world, seems to be the only blond man on the throne who looks very aggressive?

trifling ... alone?

After a short analysis, Yi Lin noticed the terrifying part.

"Crack."

In silence.

The red hair with a grumpy temper, with a strange Chinese character tattoo tattooed on the back, can't hold it any longer. The sound of gnashing teeth rang.

"What kind of dog are you--"

When the red hair uttered the first word, Yi Lin began to bow his head and mourned for the red hair.

"rays of light faint spirits, courting death."

He looked like a man braving golden light, and his contemptuous gaze condensed.

In an instant, something called an "imposing manner" swept the entire palace.

The torch in the palace shook wildly.

The pillars of gold and jade in glorious splendor began to tremble.

For an instant, Yi Lin felt his shoulders, as if pressing a mountain, his knees were disappointingly bent, and he almost knelt on the ground.

chi chi chi ――

Behind the throne, a circle of spatial ripples suddenly floated.

The golden chain, with the sound of metal clanging, crash-bang pierced from the ripples.

The styles of those chains are almost the same as the black chains that drag Yi Lin into the lake. The only difference is the color.

Golden is obviously forced to quite high.

The ends of the chains were sharp, and the red hair was just about to get angry. The chains pierced the hands and feet of the red hair without warning, making him impossible to move even a little bit.

"Humble reptile, this king allows you to... have you made a noise that tarnishes this king's ears?"

ka ka ka.

The chain binds the red hair into a strange shape, the chain that is constantly twisted, sinks deeply into the muscles of the red hair, and drops of bright red blood fall to the ground along the gaps in the chains. .

When the others heard this, they quickly lowered their heads, expressing sympathy for the red-haired encounter.

Apostle is a group of creatures that make the rudder thief.

At the moment when the red hair was guilty, they already understood that this man had the strength to completely overwhelm them!

Even Mi Lien frowned and didn't say much.

"Kneel down."

The man on the throne sneered and waved. The red hair was pulled over the palace by the chain, and the whole person was pulled alive into a "big" character type.

Among the seven, there is a woman with long brown hair and freckles on her face, with a silent expression, one-knee kneels.

She is a strange woman moving at the speed of sound in Wuke Town.

Yi Lin then realized that she was a woman.

Yi Lin thought she was a man before.

This is a big misunderstanding.

Other people looked at each other in blank dismay, motionless.

It's shameful to kneel.

If you don’t kneel, it feels like you’re going to die.

"Oh, from the future weak heroic spirit." The blond man glanced over several people one after another.

He looked at Mi Lien first: "You have inherited the name of the'king', you can bear the mercy of the king's charity without kneeling."

Mi Lien For a moment.

After that, the blond man looked towards Yanfeng Justice again. He closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. Then he said: "The reason is boring, forget it, you don't need to kneel."

"Thanks, thank you."

Yan Feng's expression on his fair face looked a little dazed, but he still vaguely said thank you.

It doesn't seem to be a bad person.

Yan Feng just thought in his heart.

"Respect the king."

Aside, Gu Tianqing didn't wait for the blond man to look at it, but was also a bachelor. He directly under one-knee kneels, still had the hehe smirk on his face. expression.

The golden hair man's gaze passed over the face of Governor Boer.

Ignore it directly.

Governor Boll stared, but she did not dare to speak.

Finally, the gaze of the golden hair man fell on Yi Lin.

He frowned slightly and stared at Yi Lin's face for a long time.

Finally, the face that has been squeezed, as if the whole world owes him money, bitterly hatred, and despise the whole world, unexpectedly showed a funny smile: "Interesting. Ben. The king is looking forward to your performance."

After that,

In the ripples behind the golden hair, a handful of gorgeous weapons, like anti-aircraft guns, emerged.

The end of the weapon pointed directly at the only Governor Boll who had not been accosted.

Everyone knows what this means.

You are not qualified.

Either kneel or... die!

"Hoo--"

Boulda took a deep breath and knelt down.

"pay respects to my king."

"Very good."

The first meeting of the master and the follower of the grand general, Finally Perfection is over.

The poor red hair, like meat to be skewered on a campfire, is still chained in the air.

Seeing his distorted facial features, I seem to regret it too.

He even wondered if he kneels down now, can he count.

But the golden hair didn't speak, we didn't dare to mention it, we could only stand in a stalemate.

The red hair closed his eyes and simply played dead.

Don't look at this bleeding is serious, but in fact, with a red-haired physique, if you keep it together for a day or two, you can't die.

He doesn't have Yi Lin in his mind, and he is still combining the "knowledge" in his mind with the current situation.

In fact, Yi Lin quickly understood.

The normal Holy Grail war is a master and a slave.

Why?

It's very simple, because normally, modern magicians, or modern magicians, their magic power can only maintain the consumption of a follower. It's only two if it's up to the sky, and it's impossible any more. The magician himself will be sucked to death.

But the golden hair sitting arrogantly on the throne in front of him, with the strength of oneself, summoned seven followers from the heroic seat!

Even if these seven followers look weak in his eyes, they are still seven!

Quantity compensates for quality.

From this point, we can see that the "magic power" of golden hair is ridiculously high!

In the palace, it is a strange sight now.

Except for the crossed red hair, Gu Tianqing and Boll who were kneeling on the ground, everyone else stood up.

This difference in treatment is too obvious.

Bohr was full of resentment, but he did not dare to break out.

Golden hair did not speak, and she did not dare to stand up.

The golden hair on the throne looked at the seven, and sighed: "You, too weak."

The golden hair's eyes are like aloof and remote humans, watching Contempt for ants on the ground.

Does it need to be emphasized over and over again!

Yi Lin is silent.

He secretly complained in his heart, and at the same time was evaluating the strength of golden hair. Converted into apostle measurement method, it is approximately equal to several Xiao Yang.

Do it for a while.

Yi Lin gave up, he really can't estimate.

The red hair is a powerhouse in the top 100 in the world. The superman among human beings, but in the hands of golden hair, looks so incredibly weak and weak.

After a while.

Yi Lin opened his eyes, feeling dumb in his heart.

Maybe, only the "Apocalypse Knight" that exists in memory can compete with golden hair.

"Never mind."

The golden hair looked sad and waved. Seven rays of light of different colors flew towards the seven Yi Lin.

Huh.

The rays of light flashed, Yi Lin felt something bite on the back of his hand.

When he looked down, there was an extra red mark on the back of his hand.

The engraving is composed of three parts, and the three parts are engraved in different forms to form a complete pattern.

It looks like a non-mainstream tattoo.

Don't say it, it's pretty pretty.

Just when the engraving fell on Yi Lin's hand, Yi Lin felt his eyebrows bulge. It seemed that something was being stretched out, and it felt strangely uncomfortable.

"It's Lingshu."

Yi Lin ignored the changes in his body for the time being. He looked at the pattern on the back of his hand in surprise, frowned, and has several points of surprise in his heart. .

Based on the knowledge instilled by the Heroine, Yi Lin recognized that it was a thing called "Lingshu".

The master and the slave establish the master-servant relationship by relying on the spell.

There are a total of three enchantments, and they have many effects. But the most fundamental function is that the master is used to restrain the follower. Every time a "spell" is consumed, he can forcibly order the follower to do one thing, even if the follower himself is very resistant. In simple terms, through the spell, the master can act wilfully on the followers.

Another function is to greatly enhance the battle strength of the followers.

In the rules of the Holy Grail War, how to properly use the spell is also a compulsory course for every master magician.

Actually, according to the rules, most masters will only consume two spells.

Because once the three spells are consumed, the equivalent to the master has no way to restrain the followers.

Followers will be able to completely free themselves.

And now, golden hair actually returned the curse to Yi Lin and the others.

"In other words, he is confident that even if he does not pass the restraint of the curse, he can eat them to death?"

In an instant, Yi Lin understood the golden hair Thoughts.

The golden hair seems to be tired. Leaning on the throne alone, lifts the head, no longer looking at Yi Lin. His eyes seemed to be out of focus, and he seemed to stare aimlessly at a corner of the palace, which was empty.

After a while, he waved his hand boredly and let a few people get out.

Except for the poor red hair still tied to the chain, the others did not dare to stay and hurriedly left the palace.

……

The moment you step out of the palace.

The fresh and thin air assaults the senses.

In the eyes of all the followers, there is a cloudless sky and a spectacular city with ancient aura everywhere.

They are currently located on the top floor of a palace.

The palace is entirely made up of huge stones. There are many retro-style reliefs on the surface of the stone. The reliefs are full of exaggerated humans and beasts. If you look carefully, you can look along the reliefs all the way, which seems to be a picture scroll that narrates a magnificent epic.

And this kind of relief is all over the surface of the palace.

The palace is not high, like a pyramid shape, with layers of height, about two 10th layers high.

The main hall where the golden hair is located is a straight staircase going all the way down.

Each layer has a height of half a meter. Normal people have to work very hard to get into the First Rank.

"How does this kind of architecture look like the style of prehistoric civilization."

Yi Lin frowned, looking at the all around environment.

The city is all around, surrounded by high walls.

The area of ​​the entire city can only barely be regarded as a small city in the eyes of several modern people like Yi Lin.

While Yi Lin was looking at the environment, the governor of Boll was coldly snorted, turned into smoke, and disappeared in place.

The remaining few people walked down the stone steps step by step until they finally reached the ground.

Yi Lin is still obediently and honestly gone, so as not to be too eye-catching.

He always feels that there seems to be something in the air, giving Yi Lin a strange sense of comfort.

Yeah, comfort.

Assuming Yi Lin is a fish, he is like walking back in the ocean.

Assuming he is a bird, it is like returning to the sky.

Here, Yi Lin has the illusion that he can take off on the spot at any time, and his body is floating.

After reaching the ground, Yan Feng glanced at Yi Lin and Gu Tianqing in a fair and vigilant manner.

"Hello, my name is Yanfeng Gongyi. I thought you were here... Forget it, anyway, now I think we should temporarily truce."

Hesitate for a while, Yan Feng just looked at the faces of several people, and finally bypassed Yi Lin and Gu Tianqing, came to Mi Lien, and stretched out his right hand.

"Millien Altria X Pendragon."

"What!"

Yan Feng just heard Mi Li En's name, the hand that had just been grasped was released instantly, and she stepped back a few steps: "Pendragon... So you are..." The fair response slowly rolled out a question mark.

"oh?"

Yi Lin noticed Yan Feng's fair reaction, and his heart moved.

Before Yi Lin used the usual way to get some information from the other party, Yan Feng's face turned pale and hurriedly left. And the Sonic Girl, with cold eyes swept across the faces of the three Yi Lin, and soon followed Yan Feng and left behind.

"I won't bother you anymore."

Gu Tianqing shrugged, chuckled lightly, and prepared to leave with the expression that I was a kind person improperly using a light bulb.

"You should think clearly, how to give me an explanation."

Yi Lin squinted his eyes, looking at Gu Tianqing's back, with dangerous light in his eyes.

Gu Tianqing step one stopped, he turned his head and smiled undiminished: "Trust me, you will know soon. Hehe, this is a destined encounter, I think we should all enjoy this with our hearts For a moment, feel the heaviness and fragrance of fate."

"Smelly god stick."

Yi Lin Asaya Tianqing raised his middle finger to express greetings.

"Thank you for your praise."

Gu Tianqing left.

Yi Lin and Mi Lien, looked at each other in blank dismay.

The two are quite familiar with each other, so there is nothing embarrassing about them, so they formed a temporary team and wandered around in a strange city.

This is indeed a city of prehistoric civilization.

In the city, there are many residents, smiling, walking on the streets.

Most of the buildings in the city are made of stones and are one-story bungalows, and some are even mud houses, which are very simple.

There is no currency in the civilization here. Yi Lin noticed that there is actually a market in the city. People in the market exchange all kinds of materials with food, coarse cloth clothes, and copper weapons.

The ordinary Bronze Age?

No...

Yi Lin at first really thinks so. Perhaps in this city, except for golden hair, everyone else is ordinary residents.

Until Yi Lin saw it:

A thin man, easily carrying a ton of rocks, passing by at the speed of a 100-meter sprint champion;

A shabby woman, mutter incantations in her mouth, and then gave birth to a big fire out of thin air;

A child, with a dozen pots floating on his head, happily playing on the side of the road;

A group of court priests, dressed in glamorous clothes and ancient Old Demon magician robes, floated neatly through the air;

From outside the city, a few local aborigines used a primordial The wheeled cart, pulling the dead body of an unknown creature nearly six meters in length, screaming with excitement, ready to chop some meat to exchange supplies; several noble court priests commanding soldiers, pushing a plane A magical cannon engraved with magic patterns went to the city wall, and then the soldier easily carried the ton of magical cannon with one hand.

These scenes and scenes opened the eyes of Yi Lin and Mi Lien.

This style of painting is wrong!

The city is not big.

In shock, Yi Lin walked around for half a circle.

Next to the palace, Yi Lin learned the name of this ancient city from a standing stone tablet and from the ancient text symbols.

――"Heavenly Palace ・Uluk".

There is also the signature of the stone tablet below.

-"The Fifth King of Uruk Gilgamesh".