Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

Knowing her own destiny as early as her birth, and knowing her ultimate destination, she is not afraid of death at all, but rather than death, she is more looking forward to the sparks and collisions that these heroic spirits who are famous in history can create.

However, what is the situation in this strange atmosphere now? It doesn't feel like a battle between heroes, but a battle between women.

The hatchet Shura field was thinking about the knowledge that was not rich in his mind, and Irisviel remembered that he had seen such a scene in some books.

And the type of the book seems to be blamed on women and women

Chapter [*]. The King of Heroes, the King of Knights, and the Hatchet Between Tyrants (Part [*])

Shura Field, Buddhist language, refers to the pit of death between Asuras, people usually use "Sura Field"

to describe the tragic battlefield, and later extended to "a person who struggles to the death in a difficult situation"

the meaning of.

Of course, this is a broad interpretation, but in some books and works, the competing meanings that these three words can represent are very subtle.

"Could this kind of scene be the legendary Shura Field?"

Seeing everyone present gathered together in a very strange manner, Irisviel was not only not nervous at all, but full of curiosity.

The red eyes showed bright eyes. She first looked at Gilgamesh who was standing by the window with a very proud attitude, and then looked at Black Gundam and White Gundam, who stared at each other and said nothing. Then there were Nero and Morgan, who were sitting there, drinking tea in an elegant manner, and finally, Iskandar, who was so happy that he felt that this guy was weird, and was stared at by Hephaestion's warning eyes .

"King of Heroes, King Arthur, Witch, Tyrant, Demon Girl with Eyes, and King of Conqueror!"

She was a little excited when she was talking to herself, and at the end she even laughed out loud. Irisviel was more interested in the matter between the King of Conqueror and Genryuin than the cooperation between men and women.

If you can't see it, you can't see it, even if it's a woman, why even a man.

With that in mind, she slightly turned her eyes to the other Masters.

Weber, that's it.

Then there were Coles and Fiore, who were very cautious, or rather cautious.

"Hello, I'm Irisviel from the Einzbern family."

She stepped forward to say hello, but Irisviel had heard of this pair of siblings.

The genius of the Yog Domirenia family seems to be referring to them.

"Ah, hello.

That..., the first time we met, please forgive me that I have a leg problem and I can't bow to you."

Fiore, who is full of ladylike temperament, and Alice Phil, who is jumping off, form a sharp contrast. The temperament and appearance of these two people are the kind of...completely opposite existence.

"Don't be so restrained, at least we are not enemies now, are we?"

Smiling and waving her hand, Irisviel took the initiative to take a few steps closer to Fiore and sat beside her.

"Fiore, that's what I called you.

You say, that... Yuanliuyuan, is it really the one in the legend... does it exist?"

Two hours ago, the Heroic Spirits who met on the street for the first time finally met, looked at each other, and they all noticed that... the man who is very important to their lives.

"Go and sit at my place, it's been a long time."

Using magic to make the surrounding people think that the sushi restaurant is down: the accident of the explosion, Yuanyanagi returned to the old castle of the Matou family with seven heroes, four masters, and Matou Sakura and his party.

"I think it should be true. After all, my sister and Miss Morgan have already explained it to us."

I clearly remember Nero's... hopeful look when he was talking about Liu Yuan, but Fiore didn't think about it that much.

"Roman

Has the emperor already said it, then there is no way."

Seeing that Fiore and Coles didn't want to talk much, Irisviel didn't continue to ask.

"Let's keep everyone waiting, let's have a little taste of what I've made."

Interrupting the silence in the hall, Genryuin and Matou Kariya walked into the door with some biscuits and pastries.

Looking around at the old friends in the hall, he smiled, looking like he hadn't seen it for a long time

The warm sunlight shone into the Matou family's castle, and with the ticking of the bell, people in the entire hall looked at Genryuin with a nostalgic look.

"Okay, all of you are my friends or disciples. Before the Holy Grail War begins, it is the most basic etiquette to introduce yourself."

After clapping his hands, Genryuin sat on the chair with Matou Sakura in his arms.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Yuanryuin, my job is the savior, this child is my master, and my name is Matou Sakura.

Sakura, say hi to everyone."

"hello hello"

Her blue eyes were curious about everyone, and she didn't understand what happened. It was the first time that Matou Sakura saw so many guests coming to her house.

"Hello, little girl."

The first to speak, Iskandar's personality would not make him hesitate.

"My name is Iskandar.

Alexander, Lord of Macedon, disciple of the teacher.

This kid is called Weber, and he is my master."

The bold voice was a bit loud, but it seemed to complement each other so well on the 2-meter-tall Iskandar.

He patted his chest, and conquering the king didn't have so much scheming.

In other words, he hoped that everyone would introduce themselves in such an upright manner, and then have an upright contest, which made him even happier.

"Then I'll be fine next time.

Hephaestion is also the teacher's disciple."

With a simple and clear tone, he took the initiative to walk to Genryuin's side, and Hephaestion took the petite Matou Sakura.

She is also full of goodwill towards this teacher's master.

"My name is Nero, Nero, Claudius, Caesar, Augustus, Germanicus."

Elegant and gorgeous, confident and proud, as the tyrant of Rome, Nero is indeed very suitable for the status of the emperor.

Every move is full of the domineering arrogance of the emperor, and she does not... retain her longing for the teacher of Yuanliuyuan.

Her green eyes are full of love, admiration, etc. She can be said to be the most daring and active girl of all.

"Cut, it's just a group of disciples, this king is his best friend."

Relying on the eyes on the window sill, he finally returned to the living room and looked around at everything around him. Gilgamesh's delicate face showed the confidence of the oldest king.

—————————Separation line ———————————The body is not very comfortable these two days, a little lack of energy, Calvin is gone, and for the time being, it will be changed twice a day, wait for me to relax, very Fast!

Chapter [*]. The King of Heroes, the King of Knights, and the Hatchet Between Tyrants (Part [*])

"It's just a group of disciples, this king doesn't have to worry about this kind of thing at all."

Seeing each other again after a thousand years of separation, to say what Gilgamesh's mood is now, it must be excited and happy.

To be able to see that man again, to be able to see that man again...the man named Genryuin, the comfort of the oldest king cannot be described in words.

If I have to say it, I am happy to go to heaven, but it all ends after seeing Hephaestion.

"Who is this woman?"

Not inferior to his own appearance at all, even in the eyes of the king of heroes, Gilgamesh needs to admit that Hephaestion has a very charming charm.

The originally good mood was immediately destroyed, and then I saw Morgan, the two Artorias, the tyrant Nero, and the King of Conquerors. God knows Gilgamesh's mood is about to collapse now.

"It's just a group of disciples, and there is a fundamental difference in decision-making with this king."

Thinking like this, Gilgamesh never thought that he would have other enemies besides a certain green-haired Beastmaster.

The arrogant look on his face ignored everyone, and when he spoke, he only looked at Genryuin. Gilgamesh was not talking about his own identity, but rather declaring his sovereignty.

"I never imagined that Gilgamesh, the famous and oldest king, the king of mankind, was actually a woman, which is beyond my expectations.

But forget it, with this guy, no matter what

I'm not surprised what happened."

The veil on her face had been taken off, and it was similar to Artoria's but more charming, and Morgan, after removing the sorrow and hatred from her body, finally exuded her charm as a woman.

Elegantly ordered the black tea in the cup, she did not hide her scrutiny of other people's eyes.

After all, next, these people are all her competitors to some extent.

"It's very rare to see your sister like this."

Finally, he was freed from staring blankly at White Spear, and looked at the King of Knights who were exactly the same and opposite to him with disdain. The most annoying thing about Black Spear was the hesitant appearance of the other party.

He clearly has an incomparable bond with him, and he clearly has memories of getting along with him day and night, but he is so timid, not daring to take a step forward.

In contrast, she is a guy who only has partial memories and only relies on others for charity. 【I envy you, I really envy you】 Every scene in her memory was cut into pieces like window paper, and left behind. It's just that obsession.

The childish thinking and the responsibility of being a king have faded away.

All the black Artorias prayed was to see that person.

However, what would it be like to see him again? He has no feelings for her,

There was no tie, just the few days we met in a hurry, and her relationship with him.

Even, she felt that her relationship with Genryuin was not as good as Mordred and Morgan.

With such a woman, what qualifications does she have to ask for, and what confidence does she have to ask for that unattainable happiness. "My name is Arturia.

Pendragon, Lord of Camelot, Lord of Britain!"

Having said this, she turned all her eyes on Yuan Liuyuan.

Since there are no ties, create ties.

Since there are no memories, create new ones.