A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

She licked the wine from the corner of her mouth with her bright red tongue, which moved as nimbly as a snake, as if she had some thoughts about Gao Chang Gong.

Noxus.

Darius stared at the calluses on Gao Chang Gong's hands and his imposing physique, pondering, "He doesn't seem to be an ordinary warrior."

"Heh heh heh! A warrior who could be assassinated by the emperor must have been a high-ranking general. But what a pity, such a valiant warrior died in a power struggle, at the hands of a foolish imperial authority..."

Samira's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The image of the dog emperor who had almost killed her flashed through her mind. She thought that the emperor who had ordered Gao Changgong's death was probably just as foolish and incompetent as that one.

"It's ridiculous... The era of these foolish kings will surely come to an end."

She became even more convinced of her belief that following Darius was the only right thing to do.

She couldn't help but feel extremely fortunate to have met the right person.

Katarina stepped onto the blood-stained floor, a dark red dagger in hand, and smiled as she severed the former king's finger. "Your Majesty, I'll ask you one more time: where did you hide those treasures? Don't try to fool me with sweet words. You've already taken advantage of all the blindly loyal handsome men like Gao Chang Gong. You are now my prisoner."

She clapped her hands, savoring the screams of the white-haired former king.

Several soldiers placed a basket of poisonous scorpions on the floor.

"Come on, let's not waste any more time."

She used her elegant [Great Memory Restoration Technique] again and quickly obtained what she wanted.

She was very curious about the strength, strategy, and intelligence of this general from the pan-human history. Since he was given poisoned wine by a tyrannical emperor, his strength must not be too bad.

Since it's not a major threat, why resort to such methods?

Piltover.

Wei stared at the irritable Mustard in the image, her eyes lighting up as she exclaimed, "So...so beautiful! She's even prettier than my little Pudding, Catherine!!"

She involuntarily swallowed, feeling a little tempted; she really wanted to go over and flirt with him.

Moreover, she particularly enjoyed the way the irritable Mustard spoke and got angry.

"That damned, incompetent ruler..."

...Incomprehensible! He poisoned you, and Gao Changgong actually accepted it?! What kind of death is this, befitting a martial artist? What a load of rubbish!!

Catherine slammed her fist on the table in frustration. Spending so much time with Wei had made her a bit irritable.

"What will happen to your family after you die? You don't actually think that tyrannical, despicable ruler would let your family off the hook, do you? Even after you die, your name will still be used and exploited! You idiot, you're such a complete idiot!!"

"Quiet, quiet... You've almost deafened me. I've been raised with the supremacy of kingship and monarchy since I was a child, brainwashed for over thirty years... It's hard for anyone to change my mind now." Time Assassin Ike looked at Catherine resentfully, his shout almost killing him.

"Just like how the Piltover people have always treated the Zaun people as thugs, thieves, and sewer rats. But aren't they still obediently exploited and treated like expendable resources by the council members?"

Ionia.

"Pika... Pika..." Pikachu looked at Gao Chang Gong in confusion. Why drink poison when life is good enough?

Isn't this death just an escape from the problem?!

Kennan watched calmly as the screen played back the sordid affairs of the human dynasty, observing the expression on Gao Changgong's dying face.

"This is his choice, and perhaps it's the best way."

Detective Conan World.

"Waaaah... Gao Chang Gong... my Gao Chang Gong..." Suzuki Sonoko cried, watching the handsome and valiant Gao Chang Gong pass away in the scene.

She searched for information about Gao Changgong's history and felt extremely distressed, loathing the dog emperor who had ordered his death.

"This is disgusting... Gao Changgong was the emperor's brother, yet he killed his own upright and honorable relative." Ran Mouri looked at the screen angrily.

If she were the hot-tempered Jiezi standing next to Gao Changgong, she would definitely have snatched the poisoned wine from Gao Changgong's hand.

No matter what, you can't just stand by and watch someone commit suicide in front of you.

Conan looked at the screen with a complicated expression. "I can understand, but I can't agree. The Northern Qi Dynasty, which had experienced bloody struggles, had seen internal strife more than once. This is the tragedy of the times. Gao Chang Gong, this legendary Ghost-Faced General, was born in the wrong era. No, perhaps he was born in the wrong world."

"Heh heh... So the foolish emperor of Northern Qi tasted the bitter fruit of his own actions in the fourth year," Ai Haibara said coldly.

She really wanted to show the hot-tempered mustard seed the fate of the tyrannical emperor Gao Wei, who had killed Gao Changgong. He too was sentenced to death, but his death was even more tragic.

That way, perhaps the anger in Mustard Seed's heart can be calmed.

The third singularity.

"This is... Miss Mustard??? Is Miss Mustard from Group A in the Kyushu Lostbelt?? How strange, why does the scene of Gao Chang Gong's death appear in her dream??" Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't think this was the Lanling King from the TV series.

The man lying on the bed, mask removed, exuding a chilling aura, is undoubtedly Gao Chang Gong Zhenren.

"Wow...so beautiful...such a beautiful person." Mashu stared blankly at Yu Ji sitting beside Gao Chang Gong's bed. "Such a beautiful person must have been a famous person in history, right? Were there beauties like this in the Northern Qi Dynasty?"

"No, no!! You're all focusing on the wrong thing!! Shouldn't you be focusing on the fact that she doesn't know what death is??"

Jason, exasperated, swung his fist at Fujimaru Ritsuka, while Mashu received a "wake-up call" boost.

"This woman is beautiful, but very strange!! She has witnessed humanity's transformation from primitive times to the agricultural era. How many years has she lived??? Is she a deity from the ancient lands of Kyushu??"

“I see… That explains it all. The reason Gao Chang Gong used the formal ‘you’ (formal) with her is because she’s not an ordinary human; her identity is extraordinary?” Hector said.

9. If winning people over with virtue doesn't work, then you can only sell your looks.

"No wonder she's so beautiful... So she's a fairy sister!?" A look of surprise appeared on the fair face of the young Medea.

"It is indeed possible that someone with Gao Changgong's personality could get along with deities as friends."

"He was one of the rarest kinds of people in this era. He clearly had the power to resist, clearly could have resisted his unfortunate fate. Yet he still chose the path of a loyal subject..."

Hector gazed at the deceased Gao Changgong and sighed deeply. He wished he had been one of his generals.

Even living in the painful Age of Gods in Greece is better than dying from poisoned wine mixed with the Northern Qi emperor's wine.

If he works together with Gao Changgong, they might be able to give Achilles even more headaches and make him suffer more.

Stheno looked at the screen with disdain. Why did humans waste their precious lives for a foolish and incompetent king?

Siegfried was one, Joan of Arc was one, and Prince Lanling was one.

But it's not bad, at least it's much better than those idiots who repeatedly set foot on their own islands.

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dow Border successfully entered the Kyushu Lostbelt.

Leonardo da Vinci, Sherlock Holmes, and their companions looked out the window at the endless fields, somewhat surprised. There was no danger; instead, a vibrant atmosphere of life greeted them.

"This is... Kyushu from the Lostbelt?" Fujimaru Ritsuka stared in astonishment at the fields in the darkness, the sounds of cicadas, insects, and frogs echoing in her ears.

"Fu-wu..." Fu-fu looked at the big frog jumping in the field in front of her. What is this thing? Can I eat it?

“This should have been the very center of Shiyan City. In pan-human history, it was a large city with a population of 350 million…” Leonardo da Vinci said with a smile.

“Big city…this is definitely not the wilderness…” Mashu breathed in the scent of the fields that wafted towards her, and her mind became calm.

"This is a wheat field, isn't it? Judging from the cultivated area, it's quite vast." Sherlock Holmes looked in surprise at the millions of acres of land in front of him.

"The scent of this wind. Yes, this is a great country... Yet I have no recollection of this scenery. Confusion, and despondency."

This is quite different from the Nine Provinces that Nezha remembered.

In her mind, the land of Kyushu should be much more bustling, with lights even at night.

She said apologetically, "From the very beginning, I lost my position as the guide..."

"It's alright, it's alright. After all, it's a Lostbelt, there's nothing we can do about it. Nezha will definitely be able to show his skills on a more important level!" Da Vinci comforted him.

She looked at the detection device on her wrist, and a projected screen appeared, with green light sweeping around.

A moment later, a beeping sound began.

A three-dimensional image of a spiritual vein appeared.

"Great! They detected the spiritual vein's reaction so quickly. It's very close, less than a kilometer from here." Da Vinci stared wide-eyed at the turquoise vein, looking around curiously. This was his first time visiting the Nine Provinces Continent.

Bathed in the pure white moonlight, she gazed at the distant mountains, the magnificent mountain range truly befitting the Nine Provinces Continent, a land of auspicious geomancy with countless famous mountains.

"Although the scenery here is unexpected, there is no danger, so it's a good start, right? Let's drive Shadow Border over there and set up a summoning circle to summon Servants."

"Understood, I'll go start the engine. After all, it's always better to prepare combat capabilities as early as possible!" Munir walked towards Shadow Border, already a skilled pilot.

Five minutes later, the group arrived at the spiritual vein.

Leonardo da Vinci looked at the spot indicated on his wrist, then looked up and saw a rock-built well with a wooden bucket tied with a rope beside it.

She pointed to the well ahead and said, "Okay, the spiritual vein is right next to that well! Let's go over there."

"This doesn't look like a dangerous place at all. But how can I describe this feeling of unease..." Mashu looked around and found no trace of any magical beasts, no trace of any magic, and not even a human figure.

Only frogs hopping in the fields and insects chirping incessantly.

“Yes. To be honest, it’s so quiet here. It’s a bit strange that there’s no farming machinery in sight, even though the wheat field is very large and the cultivation area is so vast.” Leonardo da Vinci stood beside the wheat field, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

“The buildings are also very simple.” Mashu nodded, looking at the earthen houses not far away.

"Hmm, an architectural style I've never seen before. But you could barely call it a communal dwelling." Da Vinci pursed his lips, a hint of disappointment in his azure eyes. He had thought he would see many distinctive Kyushu-style buildings in the Kyushu Lostbelt.

"Hmm... I'm not really keen on calling that kind of thing architecture..."

"They've clearly cultivated a large area of ​​land. So why are the dwellings... like caves??? It's like something out of the Stone Age...!"

Seeing such vast fields, she had assumed that the people here lived in places resembling those in Kyushu.

It should be that kind of grand, majestic, and serene atmosphere.

The house is constructed with wooden pillars, stone, and roof tiles. The eaves are decorated with animal wood carvings and images of guardian deities.

"Is this a world where civilization isn't advanced?" Mashu looked at the humans appearing ahead. "Ah... someone's coming. Should we go over and talk to them?"

Suddenly, the villagers who came out of the village looked angrily at the Chaldean group who were wearing strange clothes and standing in the field trampling on the crops.

They were surprised by the strange clothes the other was wearing and angry at how the other was wasting food.

They immediately returned to the village to call for help, preparing to teach these unruly barbarians a lesson.

Mashu, Da Vinci, and Munir looked at the angry villagers with a guilty conscience. What should they do? They were in the wrong, and they couldn't really become the bad guys.

"Fou... Fuu!" Fou chewed on a wheat stalk, looked guiltily at the angry villagers, lowered its tail, and slunk away towards the Shadow Border.

Sherlock Holmes, Leonardo da Vinci quickly pondered a solution.

The enemy has already charged forward, there's no chance of retreating, so we can only try to resolve this peacefully.

"Nezha! Mashu!! Try your best not to let them get hurt..." Da Vinci looked at the villagers guiltily.

In order to reach the spiritual vein as quickly as possible, they drove the Shadow Border, crushing hundreds of meters of rice paddies along the way...

If this were discovered and caught in ancient times, the person would be forced into labor and exiled to a barren land!

Nezha and Mashu nodded, removing their weapons and preparing to use fighting techniques to try and alleviate their opponent's anger by using their own force against them.

Soon, the villagers were defeated and retreated back to the village in disgrace.

They found these outsiders to be despicable, actually sending two girls to fight—how shameless!

The male villagers looked awkwardly at the delicate Nezha and Mashu, too embarrassed to make a move, and could only glare angrily at Holmes and Munir standing behind them.

Despicable foreigners!

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The third singularity.

"Are you all idiots?! It's only a kilometer away, why didn't you let Nezha lead you across? What if the enemy was in the village? Shadow Border would be useless then???"

Jason frowned, watching the breathtaking actions of Fujimaru Ritsuka, Munir, Da Vinci, and others on the screen, and cursed loudly:

"Are your brains just for show??? Don't you know what crops mean to farmers???"

"Even the most gluttonous Servants in Chaldea wouldn't waste food, you know?"

“I…we understand.” Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka listened obediently to Jason’s reprimand.

The young Medea shook her head. It was anything but elegant; it was too barbaric—driving a car through a rice paddy and all that!

"If you did this in ancient Greece, you would have been hunted down by a group of warriors, or riddled with arrows by a hunter."

Leonardo da Vinci looked at the screen with an embarrassed expression; in this scene, Chaldea had become like the main villain.