Miss Serena's daily rent collection in American comics

When the woman on the chair peeled off the wet newspaper on her body, and when the beautiful woman in men's clothing standing in the distance put down the invisible sword in her hand.

Then, their eyes met...

Both Lin Ning, who was lying on the bench, and Saber, who was wearing men's clothing, were stunned.

"Altria Pendragon..."

Lin Ning subconsciously said the other party's name, and the girl holding the holy sword also showed a slightly panicked expression.

"You...why are you still so small?"

Lin Ning felt that she had told a good joke, but she was ridiculed by her fellow Altria, even by the King of the Fourth War...

"Qiang!"

Lin Ning grabbed the Holy Sword of the Star that was swinging towards her neck. She did this action completely out of instinct, but was frightened by the sudden attack of Altria in front of her.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be her?!"

Blood flowed from her cut palm, and Artoria, whose sword was held by someone, shouted at Lin Ning, who had a look of astonishment on her face.

"answer me!"

The storm stirred up by the Wind King's hammer directly tore a long crack in the ground around the two of them. But even so, Lin Ning's hand still held the blade of the Star-made Holy Sword very steadily, as if the storm that was enough to defeat the army did not exist at all.

"Idiot! Have you thrown all that stuff you learned back to Merlin?"

Lin Ning was frightened to death, glaring at the King of Dai Mao who disturbed her sweet dream. She waved her hand and threw the curry stick stuck in her hand back. The sudden force released with magic power pushed Altria, who was unprepared, to stagger. But at this time, Lin Ning's mind was no longer on the other party.

"Shit! That hurts so bad. I almost thought my hand was going to be cut off."

Looking at her bleeding palm, Lin Ning turned her head with a subtle expression and looked at Altria, who seemed a little overwhelmed. She just stared at her silently, and her pair of pale golden vertical pupils successfully brought a lot of pressure to the king with a beard.

"Sister Wang, are you...are you here to participate in the Holy Grail War as well? Do you have any wishes that need to be fulfilled by the Holy Grail?"

After being stared at by Lin Ning for a while, Altria's emotions were a little out of control. After all, Lin Ning's behavior at this time was almost exactly the same as Morgan in her memory.

"You still have the nerve to ask me?"

Hearing the voice of "Sister Wang", Lin Ning couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She really couldn't have expected such a strange development.

"Artoria Pendragon!"

So, she just shouted directly.

"What do you think you are doing now?"

Artoria felt uncomfortable instinctively after being retorted and subconsciously wanted to talk back, but Lin Ning's next words completely made her stay where she was.

"Making a wish to the Holy Grail to change the past and deny your own history? Are you still the King of Camelot?!"

(PS: I feel like the FATE branch line could be extended a bit more!)

(PS2: Then he stretched out a hand, put it in the bowl and started waiting for the ticket.)

Chapter 146 Pretending to be Sister Wang's scumbag

Lin Ning's words were like a thunderclap, exploding directly in Altria's ears.

The expression on her face changed again and again, and she even took a few steps back involuntarily, and her sword fell to the ground.

"Even if it means the utter destruction of Britain, you will still stop me..."

She murmured in disbelief, but Lin Ning was not going to give Altria a chance to catch her breath. She stepped forward and pulled her towards herself.

"Let's not talk about what the broken cup you used can do. You want to change the past with only sixty years of magic power? It's just a foolish dream! What on earth did Merlin teach you that you can't even understand such a simple truth. Do you want me to clean up your mess every time you make a mistake? My dear sister..."

Lin Ning spoke the last two sentences almost into Altria's ear.

As the distance between them was about to become negative, Artoria, whose hand was being held by Lin Ning, suddenly discovered a problem that made her even more horrified.

"You, you...you are not a Servant? You...you are a living person!"

As a living person, Artoria quickly realized what was different about the hand that was holding her arm.

"It's only a few thousand years. Is that a long time?"

In response, Lin Ning just pretended to sneer.

"It's more surprising than someone being stupid enough to make a deal with the Inhibitor, which caused me to have to wait until now to come and help you clean up your mess."

The tone was not full of humor, but Altria, who was about to say something, flinched.

"Not only did you come to participate in the Holy Grail War, you even picked the worst one to fight. Do you know what's inside that broken cup you're trying to snatch? I'm not afraid to scare you if I tell you... Haha, this island country in the Far East may not have a small population, but the problems it has created are not small at all."

However, Lin Ning did not give up. She could defeat Sbaer, the strongest professional, through talk therapy and verbal attacks. For her, that would definitely do more good than harm.

"And you, my dear sister. You were fooled by the power of suppression once, and then you were successfully fooled by a group of magicians a second time. What should I say about you? Perhaps... letting you draw the sword was a mistake in itself."

Faced with the unsympathetic pursuit, Artoria was also somewhat annoyed by Lin Ning's sarcastic remarks.

"Yes, it was a mistake! I shouldn't be the king of Britain! Now I just want..."

But before she could finish her words, Lin Ning covered her mouth tightly.

"Shut up! Haven't you figured out the current situation? The Holy Grail War you are participating in now is simply a lie. It is a ritual used by the magicians of this era to reach the root. The magic power accumulated in that broken cup cannot fulfill any wishes at all, but they are enough to restrain the Servants who foolishly participate in the war. Otherwise, what do you think the Command Spells are used for? The magician only needs to order the Servant to commit suicide to make it roll back to the Throne of Heroes. And when the Servant's spiritual base passes through the Cave of Galan, the magicians can take a ride and go to the realm record tape together with the Servant's spiritual base!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Altria, who had wanted to break free from Lin Ning's arms, stopped moving instantly.

"The most ridiculous thing is that no one has ever succeeded in this ritual. And the magicians of this era are so stupid as to want to complete a ritual that has never been successful from beginning to end! They are even too lazy to gather seven Servants and let them commit suicide together to see if they can really rely on the Holy Grail War to reach the root. As for you... you are the most stupid of stupid people. History is part of human nature. If you want to change history, it is equivalent to distorting the entire world into an anomalous zone! In other words, those who want to do such a thing are themselves enemies of the entire world. Do you think the restraining forces will sit back and watch you complete all this? They are lying to you!"

That tone of disappointment became the final blow that broke down Altria's psychological defenses.

Even though Lin Ning later released his hand, the king with golden hair still didn't say anything, but just lowered his head silently.

until......

A raindrop with residual warmth suddenly fell on Lin Ning's chest.

"Tsk, you are so grown up, but you are still crying like a little girl. You are the King of Great Britain. Even in Europe today, there are still legends about King Arthur."

Lin Ning didn't expect Altria to react so strongly, so she quickly took her into her arms and started comforting her.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I don't know... I really don't know..."

Lin Ning, who was holding Altria, sighed, then bent down and picked up the Sword of Promised Victory on the ground... It was really a very wonderful experience. Although she had never owned this holy sword, after getting it in her hand, she had an extremely familiar feeling.

"Miss Black-haired who is hiding over there, if you don't want your own human to get sick from the rain, come out right away."

To be honest, when she shouted this, Lin Ning actually didn't know whether Emiya Kiritsugu's assistant was here or not. Because she said this just to change the subject, whether the assistant was here or not was not important at all. However, her shout actually called out a black-haired woman with a somewhat doubtful expression from the bushes not far away - Hisau Maiya.

“Eh? Eh hey hey!!!”

Irisviel, who was standing nearby and watching the show, exclaimed when she saw the assistant lady suddenly appear.

"Are you the Caster of this war?"

Hisau Maiya, who was trying to remain calm, suddenly heard Emiya Kiritsugu's voice coming from her earphone.

"You think I'm Caster? So the famous magician killer doesn't even have the most basic imagination."

Although Hisahi Maiya pretended to casually lift her hair, Lin Ning, as a time traveler, could tell at a glance that the other party's small action was actually to adjust the volume of the headset. Therefore, she instantly judged that Hisahi Maiya's question was actually speaking for Emiya Kiritsugu on the other end of the headset.

(PS: I secretly stretched out my hand, put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets...)

Chapter 147 Miss Catherine is killing people

It took Catherine some time to overcome her physical discomfort. She suppressed her nausea and put on the red and black gloves.

"Uh uh..."

But Catherine did not feel the sudden surge of power. Instead, she felt a sharp pain the moment she put on the gloves. She instinctively wanted to take off the strange thing, but after feeling around on her wrist for a long time, she couldn't find the seam of the gloves!

"Is this... fusion?"

Catherine was a little surprised to see that the gloves had become indistinguishable from her hands.

"It seems that the item description may contain some misleading information."

As the biological integration of the two gradually completed, Catherine discovered that a certain power was slowly accumulating in her body.

"The body turns into mist, moves between shadows, creates illusions, strengthens its own power by absorbing blood, and...some special vision?"

Countless memories appeared in Catherine's mind out of thin air, as if she was born with these abilities. After trying the three abilities of atomization, monkey-version space teleportation, and illusion creation, Catherine focused her attention on the strange visual effects. She found that she seemed to be able to penetrate the wall and feel the heartbeat of other lives from a very long distance?

"It's definitely a little... strange."

Catherine stood there and scanned the surroundings, narrowing her eyes slightly. After a while, her pupils turned scarlet, and even her sclera turned into ink-black. At the same time, she could clearly see that about 180 meters away from her, there was a beating heart, moving slowly between the buildings.

"It seems that the feud between us cannot be ended so quickly..."

The sudden sound behind him startled the man in the windbreaker who was sneaking close to the wall with two knives in hand. He swung his sword backwards subconsciously, but except for a slashing mark on the wall with stone foam flying and the air being stirred, his attack did not even touch a hair.

"Since you have chosen me as your prey for this killing operation, then... are you ready to feel the pain of a counterattack?"

The ethereal female voice came again from behind the man, but before he could turn around, a steel knife emerged from the shadows and chopped off his left arm holding the knife.

"what!!!"

The man with two swords, whose arm was cut off, groaned in pain, but his movements did not stop. Instead, he stabbed the pure silver sword in his other hand even more quickly into the wall where the attack came from.

"That's a good guess, but unfortunately..."

Another flash of knife light passed by, but this time the attack came from the ceiling. The man below was unable to dodge and was swept across his shoulder blade by the sharp blade, nearly splitting his entire upper body in two.

"wrong."

The man realized the difficulty of the problem and rushed forward. Fortunately, this time, he successfully judged the location of the attack. Therefore, he was only hit on the ankle, and his thigh was not completely cut off...

"Eric Brooks, Blade Runner, reward... 330 points."

Eric, who had successfully dodged an attack, looked in disbelief at the woman who suddenly solidified from a cloud of mist in front of him, with astonishment written all over his dark face. Of course, he recognized the attacker in front of him. Not long ago, he successfully ambushed the woman when she fled in a certain direction and slashed her several times. Although the ambush failed due to the sudden appearance of a boy next door, he could tell at a glance that this person was probably a rookie who had just joined the fight and did not have any particularly strong power, but...

"Your mother, Miriam, was bitten by a vampire when she gave birth to you. She died right after giving birth. This sudden incident made you half human, half vampire. Your strength, speed, senses, and endurance are far beyond those of ordinary people. You also have the ability to heal wounds as quickly as a vampire. Am I...right?"

Catherine, holding a knife in one hand, stood in front of the famous Blade Warrior.

"Although you are proficient in many martial arts and fighting techniques, your fighting style is very similar to that of a former member of the X-Men. Because your body heals very quickly, when you encounter a strong enemy, your fighting style will tend to be more about exchanging injuries for injuries."

Eric was a little wary at first, but when Catherine told him about his strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries, he was suddenly stunned.

"Are you surprised that I have been standing here talking to you for so long and your wounds haven't started to heal? This is actually very simple. The original intention of the Soviets in developing carbon steel was to kill mutants with extraordinary self-healing abilities, other alien life forms, and even monsters in myths and legends. Vampires are naturally in this category. What's more, you are only half vampire..."

The Blade Warrior finally realized that something was wrong and turned around to try to distance himself. However, he had never considered the impact of heavy bleeding on human life, and he took only three steps before he felt a severe dizziness as if the world was spinning.