The Dimensional Book of Collapse

Even Youlandel, who was a plagiarist, felt a little embarrassed by Qin Mo's generous behavior.

"You've given me enough, why are you so nice to me?"

Youlandel couldn't understand, just like she couldn't understand the things Qin Mo was saying that she didn't know.

"Because you were dragged into this Holy Grail War because of me."

He sighed and said, "If possible, I don't want to affect other people, but since things have come to this, I will naturally protect your safety."

This is also the reason why Qin Mo has been asking about Youlandel's wishes and thoughts. Since Youlandel does not want the wish he gave her, then he should respect her choice to a certain extent. If she wants to fight with the heroic spirit, then give her the opportunity. Anyway, it will not affect his plan, and he can even use it to a certain extent.

As if she accepted Qin Mo's statement, Youlandel didn't say anything else until she saw the next thing Qin Mo took out.

"Wow!"

Medea on the side screamed first.

"Brother Qin Mo, are you planning to propose?"

Hearing Medea's words, even Yulandel's cheeks turned slightly red and she glared at Qin Mo.

"Ahem, don't get me wrong. This ring is called the Ring of Eden. Its effect is to create a layer of protection for the wearer that can resist physical attacks. However, I think there should be an upper limit to its endurance, so you still have to be careful."

Qin Mo had only used this ring once, and it had been collecting dust in his backpack ever since. He only took it out from the corner of his backpack yesterday when he thought about making up for Yulandel's combat power.

Just like Pandora, she has been sitting on the bench.

"But isn't giving a ring between a man and a woman a way of expressing their love?"

“It also means friendship.”

Compared to Medea's wild thoughts, Yulandel calmed down after blushing at first, took the ring and put it on the index finger of her right hand.

Watching Youlandel's actions, Medea stretched out her hand and thought for a long time: "Right index finger, right index finger... Wearing a ring on the right index finger means being single, Brother Qin Mo, you still have a chance."

This made Yulandel blush again.

"Don't be silly, I already have a girlfriend." He tapped Medea's head gently and said, "You are a little girl, always imagining nonsense. Are you thinking about falling in love?"

Qin Mo's words not only did not make Medea restrain herself, but the little girl said shyly: "Oh, Brother Qin Mo saw through it. In fact, I am really curious about love. I wonder what it feels like."

"But does Brother Qin Mo already have a girlfriend? Then Brother Qin Mo must know what it feels like to be in love."

When Medea said this, even Yulandel's gaze turned to Qin Mo.

"What are you asking for?"

Qin Mo knocked Medea's little head again, but Medea did not give up and still pestered Qin Mo.

"Brother Qin Mo, just tell me, I'm really curious."

"Alas." It seems that if we don't come to a conclusion today, it will probably be endless. Qin Mo thought for a while and said, "Satisfied."

"satisfy?"

Qin Mo nodded: "I can't really explain what it feels like. In the end, it's happiness and satisfaction. It's just an ordinary life, but I can feel the happiness of doing what I like most, just like... Medea, you feel when you eat dessert."

Medea recalled how she felt when she was eating dessert, and she understood immediately: "I also want to experience the feeling of being in love, but it turns out that it feels the same as eating dessert?"

of course not!

But Qin Mo was too lazy to explain more. Medea was just a servant anyway and would disappear after the Holy Grail War. However, he noticed that Yulandel next to him turned her eyes away when he looked over.

"..."

Chapter 17: The Warehouse of Miyuan River

"We're just going to drive to the Holy Grail War like this?"

Yulandel sat in the passenger seat somewhat speechlessly. After sensing Lancer's presence, the three of them made some calculations and set out for the appointment at the warehouse street of Weiyuan River at dusk.

Originally, Yulandel thought that in this kind of magic ceremony, the magic would appear in a more magical way, but she didn't expect it to be so simple and she just drove over.

"What else? I do have a way to get us there instantly, but it's too conspicuous. This time, my role is to play the role of a young magician."

Qin Mo said as he drove the car, and Youlandel looked at the three things in the back seat.

A blue light condensed on the back seat. Medea released her spiritual form and sat in the back seat, looking at the huge wooden staff in addition to the two weapons Qin Mo prepared for Youlandel. Although she could feel some magic power from it, she felt that the size of the staff itself was more useful than its magic power.

"Is this really a staff?"

Medea raised her own questions.

"Don't worry, I don't need a staff to use magic. This is just to fool people. And it's bigger and stronger so I can use it to hit people."

As for why they didn't put it in the backpack but carried it like this, it was because they had already entered the enemy's field of vision. It was normal for a servant to summon treasures out of nothing, but what about Qin Mo suddenly taking something out of thin air?

"Medea, hide, it's already within range."

After hearing Qin Mo's words, Medea in the back seat turned into a spirit and disappeared again.

After driving for a while, the car arrived at the destination, Warehouse Street.

The two men got out of the car, each holding their weapons, and walked into Warehouse Street, where a man was already standing there.

"You're just in time. I've been walking around this city all day, but no one is willing to show up. You're the only one who's willing to accept my invitation."

Looking at the two people who came, Diarmuid's eyes were on Yulandel, who was holding the holy sword Durandal in one hand and a briefcase in the other.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Yulandel's breath was a little different from the breath that responded to him in the afternoon.

But this group was the only one that came to the appointment.

Diarmuid subconsciously regarded the person who responded as a servant. After all, no matter how he looked at Qin Mo behind him, he was a magician, not a servant.

"It seems that you are Saber, right?"

Holding two guns wrapped in rune cloth, Diarmuid made a judgment.

"No, berserker, Bianca Yulandel Atajina, come to keep an appointment."

Facing Diarmuid who was releasing tremendous momentum in front of her, Yulandel also gathered all her energy.

Unlike Lancelot...

This is what Yulandel thought when facing Diarmuid.

What people can feel from Lancelot is only endless madness.

"Berserker? I don't sense any madness from you. Moreover, you actually revealed your true name? Don't you understand the rules of the Holy Grail War?"

Diarmuid didn't expect Yulandel to directly introduce herself, and his eyes widened slightly. However, if this was considered madness, then Yulandel's behavior was indeed consistent with that of a berserker.

Diarmuid looked at Qin Mo who was holding a huge magic wand behind him. Qin Mo did not stop Yulandel's actions, and...

I always feel a sense of disobedience...

Diarmuid didn't know where this feeling came from, but it was his intuition, the intuition of a strong man. This intuition had saved him many times on the battlefield.

"It doesn't matter. My Master has already agreed. Besides... even if they knew my real name, it would be impossible for anyone to recognize me."

Youlandel said the words that Qin Mo had already prepared for her.

"I see. Are they modern or even future Heroic Spirits? After the myth fades, are there still people who can become Heroic Spirits? I'm sorry, but I can't give my name after my opponent has given his name. This is really against the code of chivalry. However, I have already sworn an oath to win for my lord."

Diarmuid took a stance.

"It doesn't matter. This doesn't affect our battle, just like the charming power in you."

When Yulandel saw Diarmuid, she felt the strange magic on him, which was indeed very fascinating. Even when she used magic to resist, it still had some influence. But as Yulandel once said, she was constantly adapting to this feeling, because this influence did not come from her own emotions, but was the effect of magic.

Yulandel's exaggeratedly strong adaptability is constantly taking effect.

Diarmuid, who was in a defensive posture, laughed helplessly when he heard this and put a spear on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, it's like a curse I was born with. I can't do anything about it. If I have to blame someone, I can only blame my birth or myself as a woman."

"Really? But this won't affect our battle. We've talked enough nonsense."

After hearing what Yulandel said, Diarmuid seemed to be convinced of something. "Although I don't have a class skill that is good against magic, my frenzied fighting spirit still covers my other emotions. Very good. If I kill the woman who was charmed by this face, I will lose face. I am glad that my first opponent is a decent guy."

"Then... here I come!"

As the words fell, a hole was instantly created on the ground of Warehouse Street by Yulandel's foot. With this force, Yulandel directly crossed a distance of several meters and swung Durandal towards Diarmuid.

However, it was blocked by the pistol in Diarmuid's left hand. At the same time, Diarmuid stabbed forward with the spear in his other hand, but was blocked by Pandora held in Yulandel's left hand.

The sharp tip of the gun scratched across the devil-like pattern in the middle of Pandora's suitcase, splashing a burst of sparks.

"As expected, this suitcase is also a treasure."

Diarmuid suddenly understood.

Moreover, he discovered that Yulandel in front of him did not stick to conventional fighting methods. She also used kicking, sword swinging, and even smashing with the briefcase in her hand.

It doesn't seem like professional swordsmanship training, but more like a practical fighting style honed on the battlefield.

but……

What exactly is that suitcase?

While Diarmuid was parrying Yulandel's attacks and trying to regain the advantage with the length of his spear, he was also wary of the suitcase.

After all, he didn't believe that the suitcase was just a blunt weapon. He was more wary of unknown things than the powerful holy sword that could be seen with the naked eye.

Chapter 18: The Highly-Watched Battlefield

Yulandel didn't think too much about it since she already knew her opponent's treasure and abilities.

She had only one choice, and that was to fight.

Continue to fight these heroic spirits.

Unlike the battles in his own world, Honkai beasts and Herrscher don't talk about tactics or techniques.

What they like is to crush with numbers and sheer force.

This is also what Yulandel likes.

However, now she has no advantage in this regard, and she has also seen the method that can make up for the difference in strength. She is like a sponge, constantly learning the opponent's skills, and perfecting her own fighting methods through constant fighting.

What doesn't kill her will make her stronger.

"Although there is no honor in fighting without giving your name, I still want to praise you for fighting until now without breaking a sweat. You are truly as good as a man."

In response to Yulandel's aggressive and persistent fighting style, Diarmuid forced the opponent back with a sweep, and even destroyed the surrounding containers and the ground. After taking a breath, he said to Yulandel,

After a brief fight, he also roughly understood Yulandel's fighting style and the difference in ability values.

He has an advantage in agility, but Yulandel is slightly stronger than him.

However, Yulandel had no protective gear, which meant that as long as the invincible yellow rose was used, she would be left with irreparable injuries.

Relatively speaking, the magic-breaking red rose is not very effective.

But it is not ruled out that the other party also has such hidden magic.

As already discussed, Diarmuid's master Kenneth also spoke at the appropriate time.

"That's the end of the game, lancer."

Although Kenneth used magic to make his voice unable to identify the location, Qin Mo still saw through where the other party was hiding at a glance.

After all, the domineering aura of observation Haki has already sensed all the people hiding around.

"Don't let the battle drag on any longer. That berserker is a strong enemy. Defeat her quickly and I will allow you to use your Noble Phantasm."

After hearing what Kayneth said, Diarmuid responded.

"Understood, my Lord."

As if deliberately showing it to others, Diarmuid threw the pistol in his hand to the ground.

He grasped the spear with both hands, and the rune cloth on it instantly melted away, revealing the true body underneath.

A scarlet spear.

If it were someone else, they might have been deceived by this and thought that the scarlet spear was Diarmuid's real treasure.

However, this could not deceive Yulandel.

Yulandel also realized how great an advantage she had in knowing all the information about her opponents.

But she does not feel unfair because of this. What Yulandel pursues is power rather than fairness. She will speak out to protect the weak, but she will not pursue pedantic justice when facing her enemies.