I'm Really Strong

"Huh?" Bai Ziqing responded.

"Help me go for a drink."

Cu Chulainn pointed to the Pacific Ocean that was just a short distance away, but suddenly remembered something and smiled dumbly.

The words that came out of my mouth were all too familiar.

He had also requested this when he was plotted to kill him by Maeve's woman with three bards.

Bai Ziqing picked up Cu Chulainn's shoulders, walked to the beach and put him down, letting the dog-like man gulp the sea water from the Pacific Ocean and wash the internal organs from his belly cut open with water. Put it back in the stomach.

"Do you need me to find a horse to tie you to the stone pillar?" Bai Ziqing asked.

"No, that's fine, just let me lie down—in other words, why did you force the six magicians to summon Servants to deal with you?" Summoned by the Holy Grail, it's just a familiar that is restricted by the Command Spell.

"Order!"

Bai Ziqing felt that it was too troublesome to speak with his mouth, so he simply ordered the Great Holy Grail directly.

The golden light shone, and Cu Chulainn understood a lot of things - of course, only a rough understanding, probably the effect of the Berserker's maddening skills on reason, he could not get back the reason and wisdom as a magician.

"That's what happened."

"So we almost stopped you from saving the world? Hahahaha!" Cuchulain lay on the ground laughing. "If Beowulf and Blackbeard knew about it, they would probably rather die than agree."

"So I didn't explain it to you at all." Bai Ziqing paused, "Will you wait for the end to be summoned again?"

"Oh?" Cu Chulainn's eyes lit up.

"Isn't it too desolate to be used as a gun on the lonely island of Hawaii and return to the Throne of Heroes after using it?" Bai Ziqing pointed to Cu Chulainn's belly where the hole had been opened.

Due to the existence of the skills of the battle continuation, Cu Chulainn seems to be able to stand firm for a while.

"...That sounds good, too." Cuchulainn smiled.

Immediately, Cú Chulainn remembered something.

"By the way, that guy who keeps screaming... Lancelot." Cú Chulainn asked.

Bai Ziqing nodded: "It should be almost there."

pat.

Bai Ziqing snapped his fingers.

The helmet had completely fallen off, and Lancelot, whose eyes were full of tears, knelt quietly on the ground with a lot of injuries. reality.

"Are you more awake, Lord Lancelot?"

"Arrr...thur..."

Lancelot said hoarsely, his eyes empty.

Bai Ziqing took a few steps to pick up the undamaged lake light.

"I don't know if you can understand me, but you should. It's just that you lost the ability to speak. King Arthur has now relied on the Holy Grail to fulfill his wish and go back to the past to change the fate of Britain. I don't know about you. It doesn't matter what you think, whether you support or oppose it, or whether you think you are not qualified to express your opinion, it doesn't matter, I just think that since I have seen you, it is better to tell you about it.

"besides.

"Even if King Arthur is my best friend, I do not have the power to deal with you and judge on behalf of King Arthur - even if you desire to be punished by the king, but I am not the former judge after all, just a pure Arturia Pendragon. Friend—so all I can do is to simply free you from the shackles of this frenzy, and that’s the only thing I think Artoria will do.”

"Huuuggghhh..."

An inexplicable growl came from Lancelot's throat.

Bai Ziqing slowly raised the unrepentant lake light.

"Wu Yun is prosperous."

The sword slipped, and the head fell to the ground.

Lancelot, who lost his head, was finally freed from the frenzy and returned to the Throne of Heroes.

In the distance, a speedboat carrying six magicians also arrived at the shore, and saw the embarrassed Cu Chulainn and the devastated land.

"Long time no see, monarch Animusfia."

Bai Ziqing didn't seem to see an enemy who wanted to kill him and then quickly, but an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time greeted him, "Aren't you going to introduce me?"

"...Long time no see, Mr. Bai." Animusfia was a little surprised by Bai Ziqing's attitude, but immediately understood the reason—

air volume.

In addition to their arrogance, there is another reason that what the six of them did was just a farce in the eyes of the other party.

Immediately, Animusfia introduced the five colleagues around him to Bai Ziqing one by one.The group of six had no intention of doing it. Although they were unwilling, annoyed, and regretful, they finally accepted their fate calmly.

This is the restraint that has been passed down from hundreds of years of famous families.

Even if you die, you have to die gracefully and with dignity.

"You didn't beg for mercy."

Bai Ziqing said with certainty.

"Will you let us go?" Animusfia grinned. "We're not that naive."

"Yes, I will definitely not let you go. I will not tell you the big truth of "human experimentation is wrong". You are all too old and certainly will not listen to the teachings of young people like me. So let's just skip this step.As a tribute, a tribute to the brave challenge of me with a sword raised, I will let you see the last moment. "