Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

If the left hand is holding the reins.

Just let the soldier beside me read it to me.

Hahaha, I am often praised by my teacher for such behavior, and I am heroic and have the style of a general!"

[It's really two monsters], hearing the King of Conqueror's answer, Weber... was speechless.

"What's so strange about that.

In my day, there were battles at any time in the daily life of a samurai.

He can fight while eating, hug a woman while he is fighting, and fight even when he is asleep.

It's just the little things that anyone can do."

With a smile on his lips, Iskandar seemed to tease Weber.

"Fighting while you sleep is definitely a lie!"

Stunned for a moment, Weber realized that Iskandar was teasing him.

"Of course, idiot!"

Reaching out and flicking on Webber's forehead, Wang Yangtian laughed, "Wow!"

I want to dodge it, but it's obviously impossible.

Just clinging to the steel bars with both hands and feet is already tiring enough.

Weber couldn't even rub his sore forehead, only screamed.

"But, ah, everyone will laugh when they hear such a joke.

But seeing your pale face and dull eyes, you are too timid."

I'm really dissatisfied with Weber's performance. In Iskandar's view, his Master's behavior is really too girly.

Seriously, although he doesn't hate this host, he would be happier if Webber was more daring.

Thinking of this, he laughed boldly.

But Weber didn't know the King of Conqueror's mind, he could only manage the pain in his forehead to let his tears start to fall.

He regretted letting this heroic spirit act.

"Mom, I want to go home, I miss you!"

Thinking so, he suddenly felt his body light up.

"There's someone here again, and I think it's time for us to pass."

Pointing solemnly in the direction of Ying Ningwu, Iskandar continued, "It seems that another heroic spirit has come, I feel the magic power in her, there is no hidden information, go and see."

"Oh, I see."

Nodding, looking at Iskandar who was still smiling, Weber could see a beast-like sharp and wild light in the eyes of the King of Conquerors.

Although he is just watching, the soul of the heroic spirit Iskandar is finally returning to the battlefield.

Regarding the worship of the conqueror, the idea of ​​proving his ability, and the wish to go down from a high place, Weber just wanted to be able to return to the ground now.

As long as he can get back to the ground, he is willing to let him do anything.

Well, that's it

Chapter [*]. Sister Zheng's first enemy, King Bie

The humble king.

Voltigen.

Pendragon.

As the white dragon of Britain, he is the age of gods, the ether, and the entire legend of Xingyao.

Strength, power, the elder brother of King Uther, the uncle of King Arthur, as Kotomine Kirei's heroic spirit, and Tosaka Tokiomi's heroic spirit Gilgamesh, he is really incomparably strong.

"We will win this war!"

Seeing the coming of the King of Hide and the King of Heroes, Tohsaka Tokiomi uttered a selfless babble.

However, as kings, the personalities of the King and Gilgamesh are a little difficult to communicate with each other.

First, the oldest king directly said that he went out for a walk, and he didn't return overnight, and he didn't know where he was now, and then the white dragon disappeared and said he went out for a walk.

"Really, one by one won't let me save some snacks? Forget it, that's it."

Sighing and shaking his head helplessly, Tokiomi Tohsaka could only let the two kings leave.

At this time, what he didn't know was that King Bei was being beaten by Ying Ningwu.

"Your strength is not bad, but your understanding of the law is too shallow."

Adjacent to the east of the waterfront park is a warehouse street, which also has harbor facilities and separates the new capital from the industrial areas further east.

Although it was said to be busy at noon, it was a day off, so today's street was even more empty.

With the unmanned cranes lined up by the sea, the machines look like giant dinosaur fossils, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

And right here, Ying Ningwu, wearing a black shirt and a moon-white shirt made by Yuanliuyuan, is in the center of the street.

With a wave of Sister Zheng's slender hand, King Bie's huge dragon body was once again blown away by the Empress.

Boom! "Cough cough is really amazing."

The cracks of the earth, the collapse of many machine warehouses, the dragon scales on his body are covered with fist marks in several places, relying on his strong body and strong magical defense, even this humble king was beaten enough.

He stopped about fifty meters away from Ying Ningwu, and he confronted the Empress.

"Great? I think it's fine.

My husband said that girls don't want to do anything, so I've already shown mercy."

Sprinkling dog food without hesitation, the expression on Ying Ningwu's face was carefully recalling everything about her life with Yuanliuyuan.

"Husband? You are such a powerful existence, I can't imagine what kind of man your husband will be."

Seriously observing Ying Ningwu, Bei came following the...awe-inspiring aura of the Empress.

The long black hair completes a very elegant bun, the black coat, the moon-white inner shirt, the long coat fluttering, and the appearance is extremely beautiful.

Frankly speaking, this is a very beautiful woman from the eyes of King Bei.

But "what a terrible guy."

The body is shaking, this is not due to the difference in strength, but due to the suppression of the bloodline, as the race of the white dragon, the golden ancestral dragon, the golden eyes.

"By the way, why are you blocking me?

I have no interest in your existence, can I get out of the way?"

There is only one man I want to see, and only one purpose to cross the void. Sister Zheng has no interest in anyone, anything, or anything.

The body shoulders the rejection of her belonging to the whole world, she doesn't understand why the King of Bee came to fight her.

Isn't this heroic spirit not able to use his brain? "Why don't you want to win this Holy Grail War?"

Stunned for a while, King Bei didn't take a fighting stance this time. He already understood the gap between the two sides, but he couldn't understand Ying Ningwu.

Could it be that the other party is not the heroic spirit of this Holy Grail War? But that kind of... What is the combat power that is beyond ordinary people, how can normal human beings have such strength? "What is the Holy Grail War?

I'm not interested in those."

Shaking her head, Sister Zheng's icy expression is still as arrogant.

"Isn't it a heroic spirit? But it doesn't matter. It is an honor to be able to fight against a powerful being like you."

My own desire to appear in this world is just to see my niece and that... The man who took his heart has given up all his obsessions. What Votigen wants more is to fight and make himself happy battle.

With a transparent and tragic smile that only those soldiers who were born and died could read, he tidied up his clothes, and then he was ready to fight again.

"Just experience the joy of fighting? If it was a thousand years ago, maybe I was still interested in fighting with you, but now it's fine. I don't have much time to waste here."

Facing Votigeng who was posing a serious attitude, Ying Ningwu just shook her head lightly.

Unlocking part of her magic power, her burst of magic power stirred up a whirlwind-like airflow in the air, the airflow wrapped around the empress's proud and delicate body, and then pointed a finger at Votigen.

"So be it."

On that day, King Bei saw, saw the attack contained in that slender finger, it was a tyrannical force that he could not resist, enough to compete with the world.

Boom As the body flew up, King Bei didn't even know what was going on and flew out.

All his internal organs felt shaken and lost consciousness. Under the sun, he found that he was not interested in him, and went straight to Ying Ningwu on the other side of the street.

And "A strange king, can you fight me!"

If one shot of the spear reaches the transmutation realm, the slaughter of the god will only be between the palms of the hand.

That is to use the magic gun: a woman with the temperament of a king.

The battle between the Queen of Shadows and the Daqin Empress is about to begin! ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Please.... take a day off

Today, I started to clean up the house at noon, and I didn't finish it until 9 o'clock. There are too many main books, and my tired hand cramps, and it hurts to write something.

Plus the two stupid cats in the house are making trouble for me, I'm so angry! Goo one day, tomorrow will be five watch! Can't do women's clothes! That's it! Please read the underlined version of the novel

Chapter [*]. Library as nail clippers. Churin

If one shot of the spear reaches the transmutation realm, the slaughter of the god will only be between the palms of the hand.

After King Bee, the one who appeared on the battlefield was a woman who used the magic spear: a woman with the temperament of a king.

Queen of the Land of Shadows, Skaha! "O strange king, can you fight me!"

After feeling the arrival of Ying Ningwu, with the permission of Shion, Skaha and Shion went to the warehouse street together, and what greeted them was the tranquility after the storm.

"It's a scary existence"