In mid-air, the male Hassan adjusted his body in time to unload the huge force.

Although it was a little embarrassed, it was just embarrassed, and it didn't hurt in any way.

This is certainly not because of how strong he is, but because Medea didn't take it seriously at all.

It's just a magic trick to entangle the man and throw it out.

"Who are you!" Throwing

the equipment back to his companion, looking at the figure in a purple and black robe in front of him, the female Hassan took a defensive posture with two knives in hand.

Just as his companion was about to touch the door, the other party suddenly appeared behind him as if teleporting.

Although I don't know why the other party just threw him away and didn't make a move.

But she knew that if the other party really wanted to, the man would have died just now!

Who the hell is this guy?! From the perception of magic power, it is obvious that the level of the servant, and the strong warning of the body also proves that the other party is threatening.

But, how is that possible! Obviously, all the servants have already appeared

! The other party looks like Caster in this outfit, but Caster doesn't look

like this! Besides, Caster is obviously a man, but this guy looks like a woman...

Could it be... What are you kidding, how could the human master give me such a sense of crisis!

One hypothesis after another appeared in my mind, and she ruled out one after another.

She couldn't even figure out where this guy dressed like Caster came from.

Thinking about the origin of the other party, Hassan's hands holding the sharp knife became tighter and tighter.

Because although she doesn't know anything else now, it's absolutely true that the other party is an enemy!

Hassan, another male, has also instantly changed into equipment at this moment, looking at Medea vigilantly.

I already felt a little bad in my heart, but I was slightly relieved to think that I had a companion.

It's okay, it's okay, it's two against one now, and the advantage is in me!

The idea of being able to bring him such confidence is naturally because the woman next to him, Hassan, is a professional in physical arts.

Even the other party can be said to be the strongest person in all appearances, and his fighting ability alone can already be vaguely comparable to a second-rate servant.

With the strongest physical ability and the strongest stealth ability, in order to find out the information of Caster and Berserker, they directly sent the two most elite of their side.

And this is also where he still doesn't have too much confidence in the face of the guy in front of him who is suspected of being a servant.

In his opinion, with the combined efforts of the two of them, even if they can't beat each other, it shouldn't be a problem to escape.

As for whether it is a shame to run away? Hmph, they are assassins, and they can't retreat thousands of miles with one blow, isn't this where the profession lies?

Under the vigilant gaze of the two, Medea's face hidden under the hood lifted slightly, and her lips with purple lip gloss slowly opened and closed.

"It turned out to be two disgusting mice, it looks like it should be Assassin, I heard that it has already exited?

Now there are two more, it seems that it should be a treasure that can be separated. In other words, the news of the previous elimination was deliberately released, did you cooperate with others?"

Looking at the outfits of the two, Medea raised her eyebrows under the hood, and couldn't help but analyze.

"Do you fight or not, don't talk to yourself there!" Seeing

that the other party ignored the two of them, but muttered something to himself, the male Hassan felt humiliated.

Is it true that assassins should be despised like this? I am also a servant, and I have dignity!"

"Shut up, trash! Originally, I was going to let you go for the sake of the Master's face, but since I want to die so much, I will fulfill you."

Medea shouted angrily, and the magic power around her body surged, and the terrifying power even caused the distortion of space.

"Retreat!" The

two assassins glanced at each other, and saw the same idea in each other's eyes, and thirty-six plans were the best plan!

The other party's posture was to magnify his moves, and he was not waiting to die standing here?

Not to mention that he seemed to have heard some terrible news just now.

Is it really incredible, there are eight riders in this Holy Grail War, and this time there are eight horsemen in the Holy Grail War, and this information must be reported back!

No longer hesitating, the two assassins suddenly retreated violently, turned around and ran towards the gate of the courtyard not far away.

The short distance of more than ten meters is fleeting.

Just as the male Hassan was about to touch the door, a crisp snap of his fingers sounded in his ears.

Then the door disappeared before his eyes.

"What kind of place is this?!" the

two assassins were furious, and the shadow in front of them flickered, and the space had changed.

The place they were in at the moment was no longer the courtyard, but a place that resembled a temple.

The surroundings were resplendent and solemn, and it looked like a beautiful place, but it only made them feel a chill in their hearts.

"Could it be... Inherent Enchantment?!"

the female Hassan said slowly, her voice filled with consternation.

Reality Marble, the magic technique that manifests one's own mental landscape, creates a small world of its own and pulls others into it.

As a servant, this common sense is still there, and the scene in front of me is exactly the same as the appearance of the legendary inherent enchantment.

"Inherent enchantments? no, no, no, it's just a different dimension that has been carved out through the magic workshop.

High up in the temple, Medea sat gracefully on the throne and looked at the two assassins below and explained.

The purple lips that only appeared under the hood couldn't help but hook a smile.

"I was going to kill you right away, but thanks to me, I came up with a great idea to keep you alive.

"What?" asked

the female Hassan, whether it was an inherent enchantment or a magic workshop, it seemed that they couldn't get out, so they could only see what the other party had in mind.

"Although you are assassins, you should have some strength, right?

It just so happens that I have a job now, so I don't want to be bored, so let you be my performer to relieve my boredom.

From now until the sun rises tomorrow, as long as you don't die, you can live, how about it?"

Medea asked in a flat tone, but it was more like a simple order to ask.

As for the opinions of the other two, it doesn't matter, even if she has, she won't take it in her eyes at all, and if she doesn't agree, she will die.

"What are you kidding?!Who's going to put on a show for you, pretend to be a ghost and die!"

With a roar, the male Hassan burst into flames and rushed towards where Medea was.

Since there is no way to escape and there is no way to leave, then kill the other party, as long as you can kill her, this strange place will naturally disappear!

"Bell!"

During the run, the male Hassan felt the whistling wind in his ears, and subconsciously blocked it with the weapon in his hand.

With a huge force, the whole person was repulsed several steps.

The moment he raised his head, there were already circles of skeletons around him, different from the skeletal mask he was wearing on his face, the other party was a real skeleton!"

With a faint explanation, Medea summoned a red magic spear, ignored the two, and began her own work.

I'm going to surprise the Master tomorrow morning, so I'm sure I'll do it quickly, I don't know if he'll praise me...

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