Type-Moon, I loaded the love game

Ying Gu took a look at the other person's lower body, and his expression suddenly became a little tangled.

"But I don't really want to do that because it's too unethical. Compared to that, I think it's okay to lose like this..."

"What are you talking about, Yinggu!"

Bagster pointed out seriously,

"With such a formidable enemy at our doorstep, how can you be so hesitant and indecisive? If you have an idea, speak up! This isn't just a fight for you alone, it's a fight for the entire team, and it's a war between two classes!

"So, if you have any ideas, use them now!"

"Well, that's true..."

Yinggu's tone still seemed very reluctant.

Black Joan of Arc, who was standing by, suddenly had a bad premonition.

She knew that Yinggu was a guy who liked to do whatever it took, and that he could come up with all kinds of shady tricks one after another, and would do anything to help Black Jeanne d'Arc.

And now, at this most critical moment, he actually began to feel entangled...

So, how wicked is that shady trick you came up with?

On the other side, Roland had already released the true name of the holy sword Durandal and was ready to blast the terrifyingly huge magic power towards the Yinggu team.

"Well, there's no time to dwell on it..."

Feeling the torrent of magical power from the other party's Noble Phantasm, Yinggu slowly stood up from the bicycle seat, his expression becoming very stern.

In his hand he held a bottle of water of life.

"No matter, let's do it!"

Yinggu said in a tone of giving up.

Then he suddenly jumped onto the other person's bicycle.

"Don't try to succeed!"

Although Charlemagne didn't know what he wanted to do, he knew without a doubt that this guy was definitely here to cause trouble, so he raised his sword without hesitation.

[Charlemagne has launched an attack on you. Please pass an agility check.]

A dice falls.

【Test failed! 】

【King Charlemagne's attack hit you, causing you considerable damage.】

Damn it, why did I make a mistake at this time!

Charlemagne showed some mercy and did not use the blade of his sword. Instead, he used the sword body to hit his ribs hard. The power of his well-trained sword skills was not something a human like him could easily withstand.

[Please pass an endurance check. If you fail, you will fall into a coma!]

Another dice falls.

The point is E.

【Testing was a great success! 】

Although Charlemagne's attack caused you immense pain, you managed to endure it, remaining nimble and composed as you stood on their bicycle seat. You deliberately swayed left and right to throw them off balance, forcing Charlemagne to scramble to regain his balance, leaving him no time to deal with you.

【Now, you can realize your ideas. 】

It turned out to be a great success?

Yinggu breathed a sigh of relief and wondered why he always achieved great success in strange places.

The rib area hurts a lot, but luckily I can still bear it.

Now all we have to do is focus on dealing with Roland!

"Oh, our Yinggu player jumped onto the other car alone. What on earth is he planning to do? He's no match for the two of them in terms of performance, and he doesn't even have a decent weapon. Is he planning to use the Water of Life as a weapon?"

Director Finn watched his operation with some confusion.

On the bicycles of the Twelve Warriors, Yinggu and Roland faced each other.

Roland's holy sword Durandal has been completely released, but it is still accumulating terrible magic power to ensure that he can defeat his opponent with an absolute blow.

Ying Gu only had a bottle of water of life in his hand, which was not even a weapon.

But think about it from another perspective. Even Roland, the knight holding the holy sword Durandal, would fall to the ground if he drank a bottle of strong liquor.

"Hey, Yinggu, what are you trying to do by waving a bottle of liquor in front of me?"

Roland said with a puzzled look,

"If you're trying to trick me into drinking, you're being naive! Even a mad knight like me knows that drinking can lead to mistakes, so how could I possibly let you get me drunk at this hour?"

“…That’s not up to you.”

As he spoke, Yinggu unscrewed the cap of the bottle of water of life.

"Why, do you still want to pry my mouth open and force it down my throat? I will never let you do that!"

As soon as Roland finished speaking, he immediately shut his mouth, not giving him any chance to drink.

But this did not prevent Ying Gu from rushing straight to him, picking up the bottle of water of life, and approaching his side.

"I'm so sorry... Roland!"

(This paragraph also had to be deleted, but I still don’t know how to change it…)

(To put it simply, not only the stomach can absorb alcohol, but also the mucous membranes and the like. Similarly, places like the nostrils can also absorb alcohol.)

(So ​​our protagonist came up with a similar trick...)

(This behavior is really dangerous. It is a purely nonsensical comedy style, and the characters who appear are all adults. Please do not imitate it in real life!)

"Roland, I see you haven't taken biology classes seriously."

Ying Gu explained seriously,

"Your mucous membranes absorb alcohol much more quickly than your stomach does. Not only do they absorb it, but they absorb it much faster, and your blood alcohol level explodes."

After hearing this, Roland couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"That is to say..."

"That's right. Do you think I can't force you to drink if you just shut up? No, your little holy sword, Diorandal, can actually absorb alcohol, and even faster and in larger quantities!"

Roland was horrified when he heard this.

Everyone also took a breath of cold air.

No wonder you were so conflicted just now. It turns out you came up with such a shady trick! Even you think this is incredibly unethical!

"Don't blame me, Roland..."

Ying Gu pointed at his naked body and said,

"As the saying goes, all is fair in war. I will do anything to achieve victory. You can only blame yourself for not liking to wear clothes, so your little holy sword is completely unprotected by its scabbard. It's like Artoria's holy sword Excalibur is no longer invincible without the all-important scabbard of Avalon!"

"Altria doesn't have such a bad "Holy Sword" and "Scabbard"!" Charlemagne complained.

"Oh no, I feel dizzy..."

After just a short while, Roland felt his body drifting.

Already starting to get drunk!

"I...how could I, how could I..."

Roland's eyes lost focus and his body lost balance, swaying on the bicycle.

"Hold on! Don't lose to them!"

Charlemagne next to him suddenly became anxious, but he had to maintain the balance of the bicycle and could not pull his hand away to stop the other person.

"Don't lose, Roland!" he shouted. "At least release your Noble Phantasm and defeat the enemy first!"

"I...I won't lose..."

thump!

But before he could finish his words, Roland fell straight down.

He fell unconscious into the water, with only a red drunken look on his face.

"Goodbye, Roland,"

Ying Gu said elegantly, and saluted sincerely.

"Cheers to your eyes..."

"Damn it, which eye of his are you talking about?"

Charlemagne couldn't help but complain, thinking that this scene was simply terrible!

(PS1: I received some feedback from readers and would like to respond here. This simulation is actually a game group game, where you spend a whole year of college life in a game group.)

(PS2: The speed race is about to end, and I plan to update this chapter as soon as possible. It has indeed been delayed for a while. There will be an update tonight, but it will probably be late at night, so you don't have to wait.)

(PS3: This chapter was inspired by a spin-off of Azure Sea. I thought it was fun, so I wrote it. But now I wonder if it might be a bit disrespectful to the character. Although there probably aren't many Roland fans, and his character is pretty free-spirited, if I'm offended, I'll still let you know. I'll be more restrained in the future.)

Chapter 123: Painful Crying

Roland fell into the water drunkenly and was completely unconscious.

"Okay, now it's three against one..."

After solving this biggest enemy, Yinggu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Knight Roland has been captured, and the exhausted Charlemagne is no longer a threat.

"Have you anything else to say, Charlemagne?"

He turned and looked at the Frankish king.

Charlemagne, the last member of the Twelve Warriors, couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

"Just one move away... I actually lost like this! This unbearable sight doesn't even remotely match the image of handsomeness I had in mind."

Then the heroic King Charlemagne raised his sword.

"Even though I have no chance of winning, I'm not going to give up, okay? As the class president of France, I have my own ambitions. Even if it means I have to fight one against many, I'm ready to fight! Rather, times like these are the time to show my charm!"

"I don't intend to surrender..."

Yinggu sighed.

"Okay, then I'll let my teammates go first, and I'll stay here and play with you. One for one should be okay, right?"

"What? You're planning to give up your numerical advantage and fight me one-on-one?" Charlemagne was stunned. "Regardless of whether we win or lose, if you leave the team, you're essentially eliminated."

"yes,"

Ying Gu stood firm and got into a punching stance.

"This might surprise you... but I do feel a little guilty. As an ally, I wasn't able to help you at all, and in the end, I had to fight you. It's really inappropriate for me to do this, so if a fight between us would make you feel better, then go for it!"

"Yeah……"

Charlemagne murmured thoughtfully.

"Mochizuki Yinggu, you're actually quite honest by nature, so why do you always come up with so many tricks?"

"Because this is a match we absolutely cannot lose, I want to use the Holy Grail fragment to make a wish, a very important wish."

"Is it something to do with girls?" Charlemagne suddenly asked.

"Uh... let's be frank. Yes, this concerns a young girl's future life. For her, I must win no matter what."

Charlemagne glanced at his eyes, then looked at Lancelot, who was wearing heavy knight armor on the other bicycle.

Combined with the two events during this period, Lancelot suddenly went berserk and changed classes, and Black Jeanne disappeared,

He suddenly seemed to understand something.

"I see……"