To be king and magician

In the end, Amakusa Shiro's eyes passed the light of the holy spear, and he desperately wanted to see Xia Chuantora.

It wouldn't have turned out this way without him, if he didn't show up.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmh

If there is another chance, it will definitely succeed.

With such thoughts in mind, Shiro Amakusa and Semiramis were drowned by the torrent of the Holy Lance.

83. Shabby, you play dirty!

"Ha...ha...ha...ha..."

Kneeling on the ground with a scythe on his back, panting uncontrollably, Gray barely raised his head and looked forward.

"Knot... is it over...?"

"According to the routine, the next moment you say this, the opponent will definitely jump out unscathed, but it should indeed be over now."

Xia Chuanhu, who had already figured out a new pair of magic eyes and brought them up, came to her side, knelt down and carried her on his back.

"Good job this time, Gray."

"elder brother....."

It was not the first time to be praised by Xia Chuanhu, but this time, for some reason, Gray felt happier than ever before.

"However... I'm a little troubled now." Xia Chuanhu suddenly smiled wryly, "I was actually protected by my younger sister. I feel that my dignity as an older brother is about to be demolished."

"No way..." Gray leaned on Xia Chuanhu's back and tightly clenched his clothes, "In my eyes, brother, you have always been the most majestic—except for sister Mei Li before."

"You don't need to say the last sentence, Gray."

What do you mean except when facing Meili, obviously he is the toughest when facing Meili, right?If his attitude had been softer, that scumbag woman would have ridden on his face and output crazily.

"Hmm...Grey?"

Feeling some ups and downs behind him, Xia Chuanhu glanced back slightly - Gray had already fallen asleep.

【The consumption is a bit high. For her, the liberation of the Holy Lance is still a little bit reluctant. Later, you have to reward this girl well, little brother—for example, give her a kiss! 】

"Come on, Yade, you can accumulate some virtue, I don't want to have my legs broken."

[Who can break your leg, at most it will be chased and beaten by Morgan for a while]

Instead of continuing to talk to Yade who was talking coquettishly, Xia Chuanhu carried Gray on his back to Vimana who was right in front of him.

Jumping off Vimana, Angelica came to Xia Chuanhu and knelt on one knee: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia Chuan, I'm late, please punish me."

"No, you came at the right time, and you've been of great help. It's probably going to be difficult without you in the last paragraph—take care of Grey, and then go meet up with Xiao Mo. I still have something to do here."

"Yes."

After handing Grei to Angelica and watching them board Vimana, Xia Chuanhu turned to look at the dilapidated surroundings, and shouted to the seemingly empty space: "Then... How long are you going to hide, Shakespeare?"

"Oh, oh, I'm not hiding! It's just for self-protection!"

Like an excellent actor on the stage, Shakespeare, holding a book, came out from the edge of the ruins with an extremely exaggerated appearance.

"First meeting, the greatest hero of this era! The most terrible disaster of this era! Your Excellency Natsukawa Tiger! I have heard your name for a long time~"

"I don't remember having any of those titles."

"In my book, you are such an existence." Shakespeare said, and then showed the book in his hand to Xia Chuanhu, "Although it is a bit sudden-this is my writing with you as the protagonist, spending a lot of pen, ink and hair A brand new novel! May I ask you to read it yourself and tell us your impressions after reading it?"

(A novel with me as the main character?)

Xia Chuanhu glanced at the cover of the book suspiciously without taking it for the first time: "Let me ask, what is your reason for writing this book?"

"Well, Father Shiro specially asked me to prepare for you, presumably in the hope that my treasure can deal a mental blow to you. As an author, when I imagined how to deal with you, I naturally had Lots of superfluous ideas, and this book is the culmination of those ideas and inspirations!"

"But what troubles us is that because your deeds and existence are too unimaginable, we can't give a perfect ending anyway, so—"

Shakespeare raised the volume sharply!

"I just thought of it. If you, the first protagonist, read the entire book yourself, you will definitely be able to give a perfect ending that I never thought of!"

"I very much suspect that you are trying to use this book to trick me." Xia Chuanhu's inner doubts became more and more serious, and he was already thinking about whether to give Shakespeare directly just in case.

Facing Xia Chuanhu, who was so suspicious, Shakespeare shook his head sincerely: "No, we can swear to the heavens, to the Lord of the heavens, that we will never have any bad intentions this time. Now that you're not here, we don't have any intention to be your enemy, we just want to finish writing this painstaking work."

"..."

It doesn't look like you're lying.

Want to try it out?

Looking at the book handed to him again, he sighed slightly, but Xia Chuanhu didn't take it: "Forget it, I really don't have the confidence to give an ending that satisfies Shakespeare. Your works are all in the field of art. A gem, I will only add blemishes to it."

"NOOOOOOO—————!"

This refusal immediately caused Shakespeare to utter a sharp cry of grief!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. How can it be regarded as unfinished! It’s just tj!”

"No, with my reputation as an author at stake, I must give an ending...but all the endings I have come up with so far are S·H·I·T! It's like an Italian walking into the A pizza restaurant, but it tastes like pineapple pizza!"

"By the way! Dogeza! I remember that if you want to ask others in Japan, the highest courtesy is Dogeza! Your Excellency Natsukawa—"

boom----!

Before Shakespeare could kneel down, Xia Chuanhu kicked him flying with all his might.

(Really, it was obviously a serious and serious battle before, but as soon as this guy came out, it turned into a funny theater.)

It can only be said that, worthy of Shakespeare, the influence on the atmosphere is simply amazing.

"By the way... this thing was not kicked away together?" Xia Chuanhu looked at the book that fell on the ground, "The book written by Shakespeare, and it's still the original manuscript..."

Probably a real holy relic that no money can buy.

Bending down to pick up the book, Xia Chuanhu patted the dust on it, but the moment he picked up the book——

"Shuh--!"

The book suddenly opened automatically, and countless blank papers flew out with the wind, enveloping Xia Chuanhu in an instant!

"Eh?"

The sudden change made Xia Chuanhu stunned for a moment, almost subconsciously wanting to burn all these pages with a torch, but before he could use magic, those pages were all stuck on his body, and then burst out A burst of extremely dazzling light!

"Well.....this is..."

84. The Final Duel

"I was plotted once."

In a gazebo in the sea of ​​flowers, Mei Li and Xia Chuanhu were sitting face to face.

He returned to this sea of ​​flowers again, but this time he was not pulled in after falling asleep, nor was he pulled in because the dream was interfered, but he was pulled in purely because he lost consciousness.

After Shakespeare's book was automatically disassembled into countless blank pages and pasted on him, Xia Chuanhu lost consciousness, and came back here when he recovered.

"It's really carefully designed. Although the great writer said he wrote a work with you as the protagonist, in fact, he didn't write a single word. It's a blank literature book."

"The strength you have shown is beyond what he can imagine. No matter how he imagines, he can't write about the situation you can experience, so he gave up writing by himself and gave you the right to write."

Mei Li's words made Xia Chuanhu frowned: "Give me the right to write?"

"Well, to put it simply, those pages have been integrated into your body, they will not have any impact on you, they will not have any impact at all, they will only faithfully record everything you have experienced, and then recreate it after you die. Together, it becomes a biography of your life."

"Of course, because it's integrated into your body, not only the present and the future, but even your past experience will be recorded. Our Mr. Great Writer should feel that, with his other fantasies, a bunch of unrealistic plots, Why don't you just describe your life directly, it will definitely be more exciting."

"That Sabie..."

Xia Chuanhu took a sip of tea indignantly: "Finally play tricks on me."

"Isn't that good?" Mei Li said with a smile, "In this way, even after you die, your story will be sung forever, and maybe after you die, the book will still change. become your holy relic."

"Have you confirmed that I will become a Heroic Spirit?"

"Why do you think you are not qualified to be a heroic spirit? Or, do you not want to be a heroic spirit?"

Xia Chuanhu nodded: "How should I put it... If you become a Heroic Spirit, you must always stay on the Heroic Spirit Seat? I don't know what the Heroic Spirit Seat is like, but it probably means staying in a certain space inside?"

"Well, in theory it is."

"Then I'm not a blood loss. If I stay there all the time, won't I not be able to see you?"

The sudden straight ball made Mei Li unable to answer the words for a while, and after a long time, she said with her eyes floating: "Well... well... I don't think so, as long as my technique is still there , I can still dream..."

"However, this is just a dream after all, I want to be with the real you—"

"Crack!"

A sudden thunderbolt from the blue sky interrupted Xia Chuanhu's words.

Xia Chuanhu leaned out to look at the sky with some doubts: "You can still thunder here?"

"Probably because there are some problems with the operation of the operation, I will check it later." Mei Li, who has returned to her normal expression, put on a smile as always, "Compared to this, your body is about to wake up. I'll take you out."

"Merry, I—"

Snapped!

Send Xia Chuanhu directly——no, it should be said that he was kicked out. He didn't give Xia Chuanhu a chance to throw the third bomb at all, and Mei Li directly threw him out of her own world!

Lying on the table with a blushing face, looking at the position opposite her, Mei Li sighed softly: "Oh~~~~~ It's really... how should I deal with it now? "

[You still pretend to be innocent when you are old? 】

The sudden voice made Meili froze for a moment, and then raised a middle finger to the sky: "I don't want little sister Aige, who was ruthlessly thrown away, to say that."

【you--】

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When he opened his eyes, Xia Chuanhu saw Mordred looking down at him.

"Yo, Master, finally woke up."

"Xiao Mo, this is..."

Sitting up, Xia Chuanhu glanced around - it was no longer the ruins before, but a plain, which looked very familiar.