Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

After drinking several cups, La Er put the remaining half of the pot of wine into his Inherent Enchantment·Bright Grand Compound Temple, and took it out to taste carefully when he encountered some happy event in the future.

"Mo Yi—"

After being reminded by Grandpa Mo Yi, La Er still directly called Grandpa Mo Yi by his name. The business bragging started at the beginning, and it was a very boring thing to keep doing business bragging.

"I'm still very curious, what's wrong with this roast chicken, you don't even touch it."

La Er, who was not very familiar with Grandpa Mo Yi, picked up some topics to chat with.

Although they are enemies, that is for tomorrow, and today's relationship is temporarily drinking friends.

Hearing Laer ask about this matter again, Grandpa Mo Yi had nothing to hide, and said with a smile:

"The precious spices used on this roast chicken are probably similar to your mummy spices. You must know that in our oriental culture, the dead are very taboo—"

"Oh--"

La Er really can't remember this. In the eyes of ancient Egyptians like La Er, mummies are not taboo things. Not everyone is qualified to make mummies. Often only the pharaohs have this right and can enjoy making mummies. Isn't the delicacy cooked with the spices of the mummy the honor of the subjects?

"It turns out that's the case. After all, civilizations have different beliefs."

At this moment, Haima and Wang Yang's card game has reached a tense moment.

It has to be said that Naye deserves to be the legendary tyrant, with the ability to increase attack power by [-] points each round, and cooperate with Wang Xiang's various magic cards to beat the seahorse. Finally, relying on the special ability of the blue-eyed Yabai dragon, It was only then that the white demon was successfully eliminated.

Wang Yang, who was wiped out of the horse monkey shochu, didn't care. Now he is no longer what he used to be. The strongest ace monster is him who is a black mage with 2500 attack power!

After easily summoning the required sacrifice, Wang Yang also summoned another trump card——

"Sacrifice the two monsters on the field, come out—"

Wang Yang slammed a monster card on the duel board and shouted loudly:

"King of Knights Artoria Saber!"

"Cough-cough-"

Grandpa Mo Yi was shocked again by the duel monster summoned by Wang Yang.

Dumb Mao Wang, you are not in Fuyuki City to accompany Yukinoshita Xuemiao to study hard, make progress every day, eat and drink, why are you here? !

Of course, the Dumb Mao King has the most versions of heroic spirits. This Dumb Mao King is not necessarily the Dumb Mao King summoned by Xuemiao when Grandpa Mo Yi broke the cup war last time.

However, how did the Dumb Hairy King, who was so busy in ancient Egypt, become a king-like summoned monster again?

Even if Britain is tired of playing with District 11, isn't there still Rome and France to play?

"The day the dagger was reforged, when the knight returned—"

When King Dumao got serious, he was still very knightly. After stepping out from a burst of golden light that only belonged to the gold card, the proper battlefield rose, waved the invisible sword in his hand twice, and said calmly:

"Artoria obeyed the call!"

After hearing the classic lines of Rabbit Ear Wen from King Dumao, Grandpa Mo Yi's sense of disobedience became even stronger, and he became more and more sure that King Damao should be the one adopted by Xuemiao.

Because the other party can’t just say Ruiwen’s dialogue, unless the other party has played the Primary School League, Grandpa Mo Yi remembers that Yakumo House seems to have released the Primary School League not long ago. past.

"Next, I will activate and equip Artoria with the magic card - Sword of the Oath of Victory!"

Wang Xiang smiled confidently and said:

"Under the effect of the Sword of Oath of Victory, Arturia's attack power will double, and the attack will affect all the opponent's monsters—"

"So, Arturia's attack on you at this moment is 6000 points, the release of the Noble Phantasm—"

"Excalibur!"

"Interesting woman—"

When the king of dumb hair was summoned, not only Grandpa Mo Yi recognized him, but Ramses II also recognized the identity of the king of dumb hair from the holy sword that exuded the brilliance of déjà vu.

In a Holy Grail War that La Er once participated in, he was defeated by the holy sword exuding the same golden brilliance. Of course, the knight king he met that time was a man, and he was hanging and beating the other party, but he didn't expect the other party The master steals the house, and loses the master in his hometown in seconds, thus losing the supply of magic power, and the opponent finds the right opportunity to launch a counterattack and kill him.

As for why the knight king I met this time is a woman, it is easy to understand. Heroic spirits are originally processed according to legends and mysterious arts, and the same heroic spirit may have several different versions.

Seeing Grandpa Mo Yi's surprised and tangled expression, La Er said curiously:

"Do you know her too?"

No one knows the quilt king!

"The opponent in the last Holy Grail War—"

Grandpa Mo Yi was not in the mood to explain to the other party, and he simply said something about the fact that Du Mao Wang was still fostered in his hometown.

"That's really interesting—"

La Er couldn't help laughing.

I have met the male version of the other party before, and Mo Yi also met the other party in the Holy Grail War. With such a concept, it can only be said that the King of Knights really hopes to participate in games like the Holy Grail War.

Still, the Holy Grail War is a fun game to pass the time.

After hearing Wang Yang's order, King Dumao did not leave any ink marks, and raised the holy sword in his hand. The Wind King's enchantment hiding the golden blade was instantly dispersed by the golden light, and countless golden lights began to condense, not to mention the specific effect. , Just the special effects are worth [-] million.

"That sword connects the past, present, and future. It connects the withered lives of soldiers on all battlefields. It connects the tragic and lofty ideals in their hearts when they are dying. She is proud of this will." , persevere in this sense to the end—”

Because his wife Alice Feier was not present, Grandpa and Grandpa Mo Yi had no choice but to play a guest role as a passer-by to explain the party's duties, and said with a slightly serious expression: