Synopsis: the Invincible God of War

Her thoughts were naturally more naive.

No doubt it was because she was afraid that no one would be able to take her out to play when Welleslaner got hurt.

What's more, even if he wasn't injured, Welleslaner was participating in the Holy Grail War.

And definitely won't take her out to play.

Therefore, Illya naturally has extreme opposition to this point.

Unfortunately, no matter how much you object, it is useless.

Welleslaner is the one who decides, after all.

Therefore, Illya can only obediently accept Weleslana's decision.

After all, Welles Laner is also his own father.

A child who doesn't even listen to his own father's words will surely arouse the dissatisfaction of others.

Naturally, Illya, who was born intelligent, would not allow such a thing to happen.

So, there is a scene where Veleslana intends to summon a Heroic Spirit.

"Wellerslana, does it really matter?"

"Don't worry, I am a war god who is always victorious and undefeated, how can I not have confidence in the servants I summon?"

"Really, every time you say that, Welleslaner, thinking of yourself as a god every day is like a middle schooler."

"Hahaha, Ellie, you don't understand the definition of the second disease at all."

Welleslaner said with a smile:

"The so-called Chuunii disease itself is a derogatory term for a person who has no strength and deliberately pretends to be very powerful."

"And what the powerful and capable people say is the truth."

"Naturally, there is no middle-two disease at all."

Welleslaner said, rubbing Irisviel's long silver hair with a smile.

In this regard, Irisviel blinked her eyes a little cutely, and asked:

"Um...is there any difference?"

Hearing this, Welleslaner chuckled and said:

"You just assume that what I say is the truth, and it's fine if you don't allow me to refute it."

"You will understand the rest in the future."

As Welleslaner said, he threw the ten Solomon's Rings of God that he had found earlier on the summoning array.

Then, he slowly stretched out his right hand and used his own divine power as magic power to infiltrate the summoning formation.

The blood around the summoning formation was naturally the chicken blood that Veleslana bought from the supermarket.

not human blood.

After all, Welleslaner hated only the unmotivated humans in Little Garden.

And like those humans from other worlds, Veleslana still likes it very much.

After all, during his long solitude, Welleslaner came by watching human beings every move.

It's like watching anime.

Quietly observe the movements of the human beings above.

I have to say, this is also a kind of enjoyment.

Therefore, Welleslaner naturally does not consider all human beings to be unnecessary creatures because of one person's mistake.

That's just a moment of awareness.

As a long-term thinker, Welleslaner naturally wouldn't make such a foolish decision.

I saw that the divine power on Welleslaner's body at this time seemed to flow on the summoning array as unsurprisingly as flowing water.

If ordinary magicians and gods with some knowledge saw this scene, they would probably vomit blood and vomit to death.

You know, even traditional and authentic magicians and gods would not dare to waste magic like this.

And Welleslaner was fine, as if he was wasting as much as no one would.

I have to say that sometimes, people can really be more mad than people.

Looking at the summoning formation in front of him, Welleslaner slowly chanted the spell to summon Heroic Spirits:

"Declaring..."

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[PS: 嘤嘤嘤~ Having said that, it seems that the black dumb is the most reasonable among the dumb hairs, and the blue dumb is too stubborn to make sense~ 嘤嘤嘤~ How about summoning a black dumb hair? ].

Chapter [-]: Unexpected Summons!

Veleslaner was not alone in chanting to the hero from far away in time and space.