Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

Lead the charge.

Countless spears shot out from the hands of the Han army.

It stabbed the big man in the heart.

"Heaven is dead!"

The big man shouted.

The spear in his hand flew out.

Like a swimming dragon.

Rushed towards Sun Ce.

But when the tiger exerted force, the anchor knocked the spear to one side.

At the same time, a soldier was hit in the head by a spear.

Finally, he died in a daze.

I had no idea what was going on.

But Sun Ce didn't care.

Said: "If you want to come, then fight, ha ha ha ha! Fight! Kill, let me see your courage."

"Let me show you my heroic spirit!"

"Fight! You cowards of the Yellow Turbans!"

It was almost like a humiliating remark.

Don Quixote listened.

But the people around him didn't move.

No matter the person just now or what they are enduring now.

All in order to delay as much time as possible.

This way people outside can escape.

There is hope of survival.

"You want to delay time."

Sun Ce scoffed, "But does it make any sense?"

"Now those outside are ours too. Even if your people escape, what can we do?"

"Star Lord, I don't know what it is, but we have a Star Lord over there, and he even brought other Star Lords with him. He can be said to be a stronger Star Lord. His name is Fujimaru Ritsuka."

"You want to escape, he is waiting for you at the door now."

"Kill those who escape!"

"Damn it."

Don Quixote's eyes widened with anger.

Whatever the reason.

The Master of Chaldea is no longer reliable.

I don’t know what’s going on outside.

Although very anxious.

But there is only one thing we can do.

Don't worry about the situation behind you, at least keep the people in front of you.

This boy has a quirk like a monster.

If left unchecked, more people will definitely die here.

Therefore, it is best to keep these people.

Stay here and turn into dry bones.

As for the people behind, they can explore it after victory.

Maybe it was just threatening words.

It was also to tease himself and others.

Then there is hope.

"be prepared."

"Nisan, stand back, I will protect you."

The opponent is a powerful general, so no matter how many ordinary people contribute, it is meaningless.

Don Quixote stepped forward.

If you are a hero and a knight, then you should protect the weak.

If not, what is the meaning of my existence in this world?

A knight should fight in a knightly manner.

"Protect yourselves and prepare to retreat."

"I'll protect you."

"Is it really possible?"

Sun Ce sneered, "Old man, can you really defeat me? And you're protecting others, you're too confident."

"Yes, I know I may not be able to beat you, but..."

Don Quixote's spear was pointing directly at Sun Ce.

"I have reasons to fight."

"I know I am weak, and I doubt my own abilities."

"Am I too incompetent to protect others?"

"Am I just an old country guy?"

"My youth has passed... I am now as thin as a stick..."

"The power of time has burned away both the eyesight and the old eyes."

“They might even see windmills as scary giants.”

"Hands holding weapons will only continue to tremble."

"I never even learned how to use a weapon properly."

"He's just an old man who's lazy and has unrealistic dreams."

"But your evil behavior makes me angry. I cannot sit idly by and watch the Han Dynasty being mocked by the people."

"There are people behind me who need to be protected."

"If there is no one behind me, no one I need to protect, then I will compromise with you and tell you that I am a useless old man."

"but now!"

The knight made a solemn declaration: "Behind me are my servants, my brothers, and my companions. I will not allow you to trample on them. I will protect the weak behind me and let people see the stars in the sky."

“I want to pick the stars in the sky so that everyone can see hope.”

"Asolon?"

"Do not."

The knight denied his true self: "I am Don Quixote, the man who will fight you to the death."

The short knight now looked tall.

Perhaps, a person who has never received training cannot be a knight, or even a warrior.

But kindness is enough to fill anyone with courage.

A truly kind person never lacks courage.

Even an unarmed old man can become the most powerful hero.

"An old man who talks a lot of nonsense!"

Sun Ce moved forward impatiently and attacked Don Quixote.

The knight used all his strength and broke the anchor with his spear!

"master!"

"Xingjun!"

The knight grinned.

There were clearly no white teeth left in his mouth.

But he doesn't look like an old man at all.

"The great crusade has begun, and justice will prevail."

"Go to hell! Old man, just lie in peace in your coffin."

Sun Ce cursed.

Once, twice.

The blow hit the knight hard.

Three times, four times.

The old knight seemed unable to withstand the severe blow.

This is a crushing force from strength.

But his eyes, burning like a tiger's, were still searching for hope of victory.

"go to hell."

boom!

The old knight fell to the ground with a thud.

The anchor hit the knight's helmet.

"do you died?"

Sun Ce frowned.

The spear suddenly struck his face.

"Die! Evildoer!"

"Not dead."

boom!

Push away the spear.

Another hammer hit the knight's leg.

"Look at my spear."

The old knight's legs seemed to be broken, but he still supported his body.

He stood up like a berserker.

The spear flashed.

boom!

The silent anchor hit my chest again.

Once,