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The barrier covered the entire room, and the paralyzing gas made by black magic was vulnerable to the sulfuric acid mist. Serenekai suddenly coughed, and was horrified to find that there was a severe burning sensation in his chest, and he covered his lips. There was blood on his palms.

This is, when -

Snap, snap, snap.

The silver-haired little murderer walked towards her, and with every step she took, her aura became more erratic and ghostly.

The time period is night, satisfying.

The subject is female, satisfied.

The London fog is full and satisfying.

The level of the Noble Phantasm increases, D→B.

In the Mist City barrier, even the servant's Noble Phantasm will not be leaked even a little bit.

This is hell from now on. We are fire, rain, power - the Holy Mother of Disintegration!

In front of the suddenly activated Noble Phantasm, Serenekai couldn't even scream, and could only feel a series of feelings of loss. From her torn abdomen, something that must not fall out fell out.

In the end what happened……

The next moment, the black magician's consciousness was completely disconnected from the world. She never imagined that that seemingly ordinary child would become her killer.

And the real Black Jack the Ripper, after executing the magician who had murderous intentions for his mother, skillfully opened her abdominal cavity, took out the still beating heart, and offered it to Lingxia, the sixth director, like a treasure. Pass it over.

Mom, mom, look, what a beautiful heart (food)!

Lingxia, the sixth director, after a brief moment of shock, put down the teapot that was no longer needed, took the human heart with a normal expression, sealed it with magic, and then hugged little Jack lovingly.

Thank you, Jack, mom's life was saved by you again.

Hey hey hey~~

In the scroll of hell where blood blooms, mother and son hug each other tightly, and the master of the black magician, Selenike, ushered in death in a daze.

After a brief moment of tenderness, little Jack began to clean up the room, while the sixth director Lingxia half-knelt next to the body and picked up Serenekai's arm.

Sure enough... the command spell is gone.

Without much time to hesitate, the sixth director Lingxia immediately took out the communication card and connected to Shuoyue in the distance.

Mr. Shuoyue, Serenekai was killed by Little Jack.

In fact, it is a bit wasteful to use a magician's Noble Phantasm, but who makes Little Jack's Noble Phantasm Liberation Language so handsome? What's more, it's still the voice of Sakura Tange (Nero CV), hehe...

Chapter 429 Decision of Destiny

Chapter 430 The choice of fate

Selenikai's death was both unexpected and reasonable.

The reason why Shuo Yue was relieved that Lingxia, the sixth leader, would go into the enemy camp alone was because little Jack was there and almost no magician on the black side could hurt her.

The unique breath blocking; the Noble Phantasm Dark Mist that can isolate the inside and outside, and Little Jack's suppression of modern magicians as a servant - even in the heavily guarded Milenian Fortress, Jack the Ripper can easily take it away The life of any master.

After all, who would have thought that in addition to the help of Artoria in the battle, the sixth leader Lingxia also had a famous murderer secretly protecting her?

After receiving Lingxia's message, Shuo Yue released her aura to restrain Siegfried and prevent him from committing suicide, while speaking very quickly:

Use your black magic attack to cover up Little Jack's Servant aura, and let her use the 'Information Erase' skill at all times, and then go find Darnic. This matter cannot be hidden... No, wait.

Suddenly remembering something crucial, Shuo Yue's breathing quickened.

“Serenike’s heart—wasn’t it eaten by little Jack?”

Yes, according to your previous instructions, it has been preserved using magic. It can remain active for at least three days.

Well done!

Even the communication could not conceal Shuo Yue's excitement. He waved his fist excitedly and continued: Revise the plan. Don't go to Darnic first, but go to Black Avisbronn!

How could Shuo Yue forget? The supreme Noble Phantasm that Black pursues even at the expense of his Master, the [Original Human Adam] needs three powerful servants to jointly release the Noble Phantasm to kill!

If you could put that kind of power into your palms——!

After hanging up the call, Shuo Yue breathed a long sigh of relief, jumped off the treetop, and finally no longer covered her figure, appearing openly in front of everyone.

Who...is it you?!

Siegfried frowned coldly, Astolfo felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and Artoria's tense body finally relaxed after seeing the person coming.

Faced with the hostility of the two servants, Shuo Yue changed her coldness during the battle and showed a faint smile on her face.

Don't be nervous, you two, I'm here to help you.

At the same time, Serenekai and Little Jack walked into Black Avisbron's workshop.

You came here late at night, what do you want from me?

Luo Xie was not there, but he turned around, wearing a golden mask to cover his figure, and looked at the beautiful Sixth Director Lingxia coldly.

Hi, sir. Sixth Director Lingxia bowed and showed a perfect smile.

I'm here to negotiate terms with you.

After sneaking in and dormant, the claws belonging to the blue side were the first to reach out to the servants of the black side.

The young man in black robe, the assassin who seriously injured the Grand Duke, and the fierce magic boxer.

There are too many names that intimidate and make them have to be extremely careful to face Shuo Yue in front of them.

Shuo Yue, on the other hand, seemed not to notice the hostility between the two, and spoke calmly:

I know that our positions are hostile, so I'll get straight to the point - I have a way to save this artificial man without sacrificing myself.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ah Fu and Fei Ge were naturally shocked.

Are you telling the truth? Astolfo said anxiously, regardless of his own demise, Do you really have a way to save them at the same time? No, you are from the red side, how could you be willing to help us? !”

Facing Astolfo's doubts, Shuo Yue spread her hands and said something that no one expected:

Who told you that I am from the red side?

What!?

Astolfo's first reaction was disbelief, but he heard Shuo Yue continue to explain: I am a servant sent by the Magic Association. You can think of me as an inspector affiliated with the Magic Association.

That's not the enemy of Qianjie Tree!

Don't worry, Siegfried stopped Ah Fu, This is different from the red side. He is not a witness to this battle, but more like a helper.

He is not a member who comes to fulfill his wish and competes with Black for the Great Holy Grail. Instead, he agreed to the Magic Association's request and came to assist, a servant who was not directly related to this Holy Grail War.

——Whether it is true or false, this is what Shuo Yue wants to express.

Thank you. Although he knew Fei Ge's real name, Shuo Yue obviously would not let it slip. He continued, Although I was indeed asked to deal with the rebellion of the Qianjie Tree, as a servant and a heroic spirit, I I guess some things can’t be changed.”

Looking at the young man with a handsome face and an upright posture, everyone understood the meaning behind his words.

They are heroes, and the reason why they are engraved on the Throne of Heroes is not only their strength, but also their noble character and incomparable noble spirit.

Paladin Astolfo, dragon-slaying hero Siegfried, King Arthur Artoria—they eliminate evil and eliminate evil, they uphold justice, and they extend a helping hand to the weak. Such compassion has nothing to do with their position.

The help promised by Shuo Yue is the embodiment of this spiritual will.

I see. After understanding Shuo Yue's meaning, Siegfried's expression softened.

If possible, he doesn't want to live up to Black's name and give up his precious second life.

And Astolfo couldn't wait to ask: Hey, what can we do to save them?

Calm down, first of all you have to understand that there is more than just this matter in front of you.

Shuo Yue, who had taken the initiative, looked at the two servants, his smile gradually turned cunning, and he slowly raised three thumbs up.

First, we must save the artificial man.

Secondly, we need to keep Siegfried alive.

Finally, Ah Fu, don't you realize that you are about to return to the Throne of Heroes?

Yes, yes! Oops, that's terrible, what on earth is going on...

Not to mention Astolfo who finally came to his senses and began to panic, Shuo Yue looked at Siegfried and smiled:

Out of morality, I will save the homunculus for free. But how are you going to repay the favor of saving you and Astolfo?

Saving the weak is a hero's mercy, but between heroes, there is no such thing as charity.

What's more, Shuo Yue is the inspector (self-proclaimed) sent by the Magic Association. Helping Black's peace is a naked act of supporting the enemy.

So, Mr. Black, what should you give in return for these two extra kindnesses?

Ah... Looking at the heart that was still beating weakly before his eyes, Solomon ibn Gabirol let out a heartfelt admiration.

What a perfect material, what a high-grade furnace core.

Hei's admiration is not unreasonable. This is the only fruit produced by the Eskel family, and it is the crystallization of the family's efforts.

As if looking at the coveted treasure, Avisbronn stretched out his hand toward the Master's heart.

If the heart of a first-level magician can be installed into his Noble Phantasm, the giant born will definitely complete the paradise——

The heart was removed, and the beautiful woman who gave him her heart looked at him with a bright smile like a poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden.

So, sir. The woman smiled, What price should you pay in exchange for this precious furnace heart?

Black, the prince and dragon slayer of the Netherlands, Siegfried.

Black, the creator of Kabbalah magic, Solomon ibn Gabirol.

Faced with the unique temptation, what choice will they make——

Information erasure: B

The moment the battle ends, information ranging from the memories and records of witnesses and opponents to her abilities, real name, and appearance will disappear. But scientific products such as cameras cannot be deceived.

To combat it, the true identity must be derived logically and analytically from the evidence left at the scene.

——In other words, Sherlock Holmes Jr. Jack.

Chapter 430 It’s Zigda who turned into a girl!