Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

"younger sister..."

Brunhilde sighed with a complex expression, and holding a heart-shaped gun, he stepped forward with Sigurd and faced Slude.

Slude's duty in "lifetime" was to guide the warriors to Valhalla. He was not good at combat power, and he soon fell into a disadvantage when he met Sigurd and Brunhilde's tacit cooperation.

Seeing this, Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and said to the other two riders:

"God Kayneth, and Archer, please protect me and move on, I need to get closer."

In addition to Slude, there are more than a thousand black Valkyrie riding in front, which is also a big threat.

"Tch, trouble."

Kennis complained, but did not refuse Ophelia's order, while Napoleon patted the barrel beside him, showing a handsome and confident smile.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone near you."

"Well, please."

Ophelia nodded her head lightly, and continued to approach the black mud sea under the double protection of Kenneth's personal bodyguards and Napoleon's cannon fire.

However, before she advanced far, Slude, who was supposed to be dealt with by Sigurd and Brunhilde, stopped in front of her again.

"Saber?"

Ophelia turned her head and saw Sigurd following with an apologetic face.

"Sorry, Master, I was negligent."

"Honey, it's not your fault."

Brunhilde followed, comforting Sigurd before explaining to Ophelia.

"Ophelia, Slude's fighting power is not strong. We just defeated her very easily. Now this Slude just came out of that sea."

During the conversation, the new Slude had died again under the attack of Kayneth and Napoleon.

This time they saw clearly that after Slude died, an identical individual rushed out of the sea again.

"Master, Slude's spirit foundation should have been bound to that sea, and I am afraid that the sea can only be completely wiped out by evaporating the sea in an instant. I guess, it is precisely for this reason that Saron will attack Surut in advance. ..”

Sigurd's wisdom allowed him to discover a certain degree of truth from the clues, and his speculation made Ophelia nodded her head in sympathy.

"This makes sense. Although Her Majesty and I have received a certain degree of favor because of this, Saron's real purpose is to protect this black ocean..."

Ophelia tried to use the magic eye again, but found that it was still impossible to observe, so she instructed:

"If you can't kill Slude, we will restrain her. It seems that Saron will not come out. Let's land on the coast."

Thus, the four servants advanced while fighting, and soon landed on the coast protecting Ophelia.

"Be careful, don't get stuck by this sea."

Ophelia reminded them, staring at the black ocean in front of her, and activated the magic eye of protraction.

The moment the magic eye's light shone, the sea that was originally calm and without waves suddenly became turbulent.

"—Aaaaaa—"

Feeling offended, the lament resounded throughout the world, and the sound that pierced into the mind made everyone frown.

"Master."

Sigurd saw a lot of blood overflowing from the sockets of Ophelia's demon eyes, and her slender body was crumbling, so he quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Thank you, Saber. I already know what to do, let's retreat first."

Ophelia closed her eyes and fell on Sigurd's body after giving her orders. All she recalled in her mind was the scene she had just seen with the magic eye.

The big horn symbolizing the earth, the star eyes reflecting the sea of ​​stars, the poignant face, and the extremely fragile and delicate body.

Is she Tiamat?

Looking so vulnerable, it's no wonder Saron protects her so carefully...

This is the possibility that the magic eye told me...

Sorry, Saron...

In order to protect the Nordic Lost Belt, I must destroy your hope, sorry...

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"Hint: Favorability of Ophelia +10"

The reminder of the increase in favorability made Saron a little baffled. He still doesn't know that Ophelia has the idea of ​​attacking Tiamat, but even so, he plans to educate Ophelia well next time he sees it .

Even though she had been reminded not to use the magic eye to peep, she still saw Tiamat without a long memory. If Saron hadn't stopped her, at least one million black Valkyries would have rushed out of the black mud sea and rushed towards Northern Europe. up.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, Mua, don't be angry after a kiss."

"—Aaaa—" (Kiss again.)

Tiamat blinked.

"Good good."

Like coaxing a child, Saron perfunctorily kissed Tiamat's cheek twice, his own face was also a little hot.

Because Ai Lei was looking at Saron with a long-sighted expression, which made him flustered with embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject and said:

"Ahem, Ai Lei, all the villages where the villagers are resettled have been found, and I asked Black Valkyrie to pass on the information to you."

"Well, then I'll make some preparations too. If it's done here, it won't disturb my mother, right? Do you want to go to land?"

Hearing the business, Ailei changed into her serious attitude at work.

"—Aaaaaa—" (Stay here, don't go.)

Tiamat's purpose is obviously to keep Saron, and she doesn't care if Eilee leaves.

Seeing that the eyes of the two people were focused on him, Saron decisively mixed the mud.

"Just here, it's easy to be exposed on land."

"Well, then I'll start now. The soil here has no protection, and the power will soon spread from the ground."

Saying that, Ai Lei took out the gun cage and carried it in her hand, facing the north to activate her ability.

"Can I help you?" Saron asked.

"No, it will be fine in a dozen hours, and it will be very fast."

It only takes more than a dozen hours, and soon, such words came out of Ai Lei's mouth, and when she was in the underworld, Saron suddenly felt very distressed.

The same is true for Tiamat, who has been locked in the imaginary space for an unknown amount of time, because it is too long, and time has become so cruel that it has lost its proper meaning.

Saron thought for a while, recruited a tide of chaos and put it under his body as a stool, sat on it, clapped his hands and said:

"Well, let me tell you a story, do you want to listen?"

"Yeah." Allie nodded vigorously.

"—Aa—" (Listen.)

Tiamat's star pupils also glowed with anticipation.

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Atlantic Lost Belt.

A ray of sunlight pierced the night and cleared the fog on the sea.

On the docks of the island called Hercules, two majestic ancient warships gleamed in the morning light.

There were crowds of people on the deck of the warship, and the anchor chain at the bow was rising rapidly from the sea, indicating that the warship was about to pull anchor and set sail.

Not far away, Secretary Fox stepped on the beach with his hands on his hips, his sly eyes narrowed into a line, clearly wishing that the heroic spirits of the two ships would die quickly, but he had to show a reluctant farewell smile on his face.

Because Illya is by my side.

Illya didn't board the boat, so her bodyguard, the strongest hero in Greece, the world's number one Illyacon, Berseker Hercules, naturally guarded Illya.

"Sister Koyanskaya, thank you for accompanying me to search for so long~ Well, I blamed you by mistake before, I'm sorry~~"

There was a naive smile on Illya's face, which looked extraordinarily sincere and pure.

"Hey, don't be so polite~"

Although Secretary Fox complained a little in her heart, complaining that Ilya dragged her to run on the sea for a whole day, but she didn't dislike such a similar person with a pure appearance and a dark heart.

Not only do I not hate it, but I feel that I should be more "close" to it.

"Dear Ilya, be careful when you get on the boat~ especially be careful about Jason, his eyes are definitely Berserker who is going to abduct you."

In the eyes of Secretary Fox, sowing discord and speaking ill of others is the most correct way to get close to girls.

"Uh-huh."

Ilya nodded her head twice in sympathy, raised her head, and solemnly told Hercules:

"Golden men are dangerous, Berserker should stay away from him!"

"Roar--"

Hercules' roar was deafening, and he seemed full of momentum and confidence, but Secretary Fox didn't take it seriously.

According to the information she has at hand, there is no chance of winning what the two ships of heroic spirits are going to do, and the annihilation of the entire army is an inevitable outcome.

"hiss..."

She rubbed her swollen forehead, feeling a little regretful in her heart, for walking too quickly from Northern Europe.

What did Saron think?Is it just to do Illya a favor, or do you have other plans?

If you go back and ask now, will it appear that you are too incompetent?

'If you can't do this well, what's the use of you! '

The image of Saron stabbing with a sword suddenly appeared in his mind, Secretary Fox was so frightened that he shivered and shivered.

"Hey..."

Facing Ilya's questioning eyes, Secretary Fox sighed faintly, and said as seriously as possible:

"Illya should have figured it out, I'm not on the same side as you. Well, the situation of these two ships will become very dangerous at any time. At that time, remember that you are here to find that "Shirou", not to rescue international. "