The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　The girl gently placed Hassan on her shoulder next to the rock, then closed her eyes and her breathing began to slow down.

　Spots of white fluorescence began to emanate from the girl's body, and several petals emerged from the void, surrounding her and extending in all directions.

　The next second, all the petals stopped moving instantly, and then pointed in the same direction at the same time, pointing to the sky in the distance that was illuminated by the raging fire on the ground.

　Immediately afterwards, the petals retracted into the void and the fluorescence began to slowly dissipate.

　"How should I put it... there is indeed a spiritual reaction over there, and it does feel quite... strange?"

　The girl lifted the unconscious Hassan up again, and then grabbed the hem of Hyotota's clothes with her other hand.

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　"Help! Why do I always encounter this kind of thing?!"

　The black-haired woman carried her staff and ran on the ground, tears dripping down her cheeks.

　"I'm so sorry for disturbing your sleep so late and waking you up!"

　Behind the black-haired woman, a giant dragon almost as big as Fafnir was roaring continuously, its eyes fixed on the fleeing woman in front.

　"Just because you were called out, you don't want to go back? Uwaa! How can you be so unreasonable, dragon!"

　Terrifying magical power began to gather in the dinosaur's mouth, and a majestic light beyond human comprehension slowly overflowed from its mouth.

　“I’m so sorry!!!”

　The next second, the sound of clapping hands rang out quietly beside the dragon and the woman, and then the girl's extremely gentle voice reached his ears.

　"Okay, that's enough..."

　The giant dragon's pursuit was suddenly stunned, and the fear deep in its heart began to slowly occupy its brain. Its golden vertical pupils trembled, and its huge body fell to the ground as if it had lost its support.

　"Huh? What happened?"

　The black-haired woman slowly stopped walking as she looked at the fallen dragon, her eyes still glistening with tears as she scanned the surroundings.

　"Sorry, Sanzang! We're late!"

　Otota carried the rice bag and jumped down the rock wall mountain and came straight to Sanzang.

　"Ah! How dare you, a disciple, abandon me, your master, and run away all by yourself! You have failed the disciple assessment today! Even praying to the Buddha will not help!"

　"Sanzang, calm down first..."

　"I can't calm down! I was almost eaten by the mount I summoned!? And I'm so hungry!"

　As Sanzang spoke, he reached out and took the broth from the girl and poured it directly into his mouth...

　Actually not.

　"I'm sorry! This broth is really fragrant and looks delicious, but I have to refuse your kindness! I'm so sorry!"

　"But didn't you say you were hungry?"

　The girl took back the broth that had been handed to her earlier, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, and looked at Otota and Sanzang in confusion.

　"She's a monk, and according to the rules, she's not allowed to eat meat or drink alcohol. So please don't be offended. As for why she took it so skillfully earlier... just think of it as her personality..."

　"I heard it!"

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　"If you can't eat meat, I have some other snacks I made before... Can you eat this?"

　The girl took out another plate of snacks from behind her and handed it to Sanzang under the shocked look of Otota.

　Although there is still no advance product that Merlin has tested, but with the previous technical accumulation in terms of deliciousness, it should not be so difficult to swallow.

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　Fairy Knight: Twenty Human Evil Salvation

　"Thank you so much! I'm Tripitaka! Xuanzang Tripitaka! From now on, you can just call me Tripitaka dear!"

　Sanzang said excitedly as he looked at the exquisite plate of snacks in front of him, and grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

　Buddha will not lie.

　"Sorry, that's just her personality, so please don't take it too seriously..."

　Hyotota sighed helplessly as he looked at Sanzang holding the snack with his mouth open, not caring about his image at all.

　"Come to think of it... I've been quite concerned about it since the beginning..."

　The girl smiled gently and handed the plate in her hand to Sanzang, then looked straight at the bag that had been carried on Otota's shoulder.

　"Speaking of which, what's inside this?"

　"Ah, this, it's filled with rice. It's one of my treasures, given to me by the Dragon God. As long as I have enough magic power, I can pour out an infinite amount of rice."

　"Will it be okay for ordinary people to eat it?"

　"Of course not! This is a gift from the Dragon God, there will definitely be no problem!"

　The girl nodded slightly as she listened to Otota's words.

　"Then it should be fine. We are in dire need of food. If it is really as you say, the old man in the mountain should be happy to accept you."

　As the girl spoke, her crimson dragon eyes slowly shifted from the rice bag to the dragon.

　Perhaps it was because the night was too dark and the moonlight was too weak to see clearly.

　Sanzang and Otota always felt that they could read a flattering expression on the face of this evil dragon.

　Looking at the dragon's lowered head, the girl gently reached out and stroked the scales on the dragon's cheek, with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.

　"Be good...just go back, okay?"

　The golden vertical pupils looked at the girl and finally nodded.

　It just suddenly felt that being out so late was disturbing its sleep. It was definitely not because it was afraid of Albion, definitely not...

　The second method was slowly activated, and the figure of the dragon began to become illusory little by little, and finally completely disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only huge footprints trampled on the ground to tell the past.

　At the ruins of the original fortress in the distance, Aguiwen's eyes were red as he looked at the fortress that had been completely wiped out on the ground in front of him, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was shaking due to the constant force.

　The rationality in the brain is constantly being eroded by anger.

　He hates humans.

　The biggest difference between him and the other Knights of the Round Table is that he does not pursue the so-called process.

　As long as the goal can be achieved in the end, it doesn’t matter what means are used in the middle.

　For this reason, he would not hesitate even if it meant incurring the consequences of evil.

　He has dedicated everything to the king. Even if he is no longer the same person, this body must remain loyal to the king.

　No matter what the king's order was, he would carry it out without hesitation.

　Because of his loyalty to the king, he would not hesitate even if the king used him.

　The Holy City is real, the Holy City is ideal.

　Even if they reach the end, they will be burned to ashes by the fire at the end.

　He would never go against the king's will.

　Unrighteous loyalty, this is the path he chose.

　The ideal city that the Knight King failed to create in Britain was built here.

　Everything related to the holy city is sacred and cannot be trampled upon.

　And now, those foreigners are trampling on the holy city and the king's dignity again and again.

　"Unforgivable..."

　This was an insult to him and an insult to the king.

　Aguwen's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out of it.

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　The whistling sound of the wind kept ringing in my ears, and the scenery in front of me kept changing rapidly.

　How to describe it?

　When you are traveling in a carriage and looking at the scenery in the distance, does it feel like it is moving very slowly?

　But once you move your eyes to the ground next to the wheels, you will find that the speed is ridiculously fast.

　"This is the first time I've experienced this kind of speed! And it doesn't feel like being unable to open your eyes while riding a somersault cloud at all!"

　"I heard you! But I can't breathe if you strangle me with your arms like that!"

　Sanzang tightly strangled Otota's neck with his arms, his face full of excitement.

　"Just hold on for another minute, and we'll be able to get into the village soon, but it won't be long..."

　The blue lake light with three black

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　It skimmed across the ground and rushed straight towards the village in the distance.

　"Hey! Looks like it worked! And it looks like Sieg-chan brought back two other Servants!"

　Arash placed one hand on his eye socket, a glimmer of light flashed in his pupils. Looking at the lake light approaching at the fastest speed, he shouted loudly to the people who had been waiting.

　When Lancelot heard Arash's voice, he immediately stood up from the stone and looked towards the lookout where Arash was.

　Soon after the words fell, the azure light of the lake successfully brought the three people to the ground.

　"What's going on with this spiritual reaction? It's so colorful?"

　Romani Ajman almost spit out the black coffee he had just drunk as he looked at the data displayed on the screen.

　"Although it sounds a bit abnormal, I think the description given by Romani is very appropriate..."

　Sir Da Vinci tapped his gauntlets, sat on a rock with his legs crossed and looked at Sanzang.

　"Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Zieger. Are there two more?"

　Hassan with the Cursed Arm carefully checked Hassan who was put down by Sieg, and then looked at Sanzang and Biao Tengta who came with him.

　"Are these two the new members? Here come two more with strange outfits..."

　Arash jumped down from the observation deck and landed steadily on the ground, looking at the two of them with curiosity.

　"That's right! I am Xuanzang, and I'm here to bring you the Buddha's blessings!"

　"My name is Otota. As you can see, I'm just a passerby who got swept up in this..."

　"Hey, what's going on with these two? I've met Sanzang in the Holy City, but what's going on with that guy over there?"

　Modred slowly walked to Sieg's side and whispered in his ear.

　"Picked it up on the road?"

　The girl tilted her head as she answered Mordred's question.

　Lancelot walked calmly to Mordred, grabbed his shoulders and began to pull him away.

　"Sir Mordred, you are too close."

　"Huh? You! Are you jealous seeing me and my future knight so close? Ah... You're such a caring father..."

　Mordred said contemptuously and stuck out his tongue at Lancelot.

　"He hasn't said anything yet. As a father, if you're too controlling, your daughter might dislike you, right?"

　Lancelot froze in his tracks, his head turning stiffly in Sieg's direction.

　He had already been disliked by Mashu during the time when Sieg was away... If he was disliked by Sieg again...

　The girl blinked and smiled softly.

　"I'm fine, okay?"

　What he got in return was not Lancelot's joy or Mordred's panic.

　It's okay, stop saying this...

　Lancelot gritted his teeth, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he let go of Mordred's shoulders.