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

"No, this is my duty."

"Mr. Mo Yi, you have helped me a lot."

"It's ok--"

Mo Yi quickly took out a bottle of bitter melon juice, opened it and stuffed it into Joan of Arc's small mouth. The familiar bitter melon juice made Joan of Arc cough again.

"This was originally a matter between Gilgamesh and me."

After all, Mo Yi shifted back to Gilgamesh who had stopped the treasure bombing, and was about to send Jin Xing flash back to the Hall of Valor to report.

Chapter 330 Six: Original Darkness End of the Universe

Masters who can't tear heroic spirits by hand are not good book painters. In order to prove that I, Mo Yi, am the world's number one master of Huangman, I naturally have to tear Kim Pika by hand on the spot.

"you are?"

When Mo Yi came back to the slightly calmer Jin Xingxing, he had never seen Grandpa Mo Yi before, but from the very beginning when he saw him, he had a strange urge to be close to him.

Because of her appearance, even part of the spirit base was manually designed and provided by Mo Yi, but Hei Zhen didn't know it.

"I have a bad relationship with the hero king Gilgamesh that needs to be resolved—"

When Mo Yi got serious, he gave people an invisible sense of convincing, and the Four Heavenly Kings who had been fighting with Jin Xingxiong were subconsciously affected by his aura.

"Alright—"

Skaha put away his long gun with a lot of meaning, and said with a smile:

"Although it's a pity that I didn't end this fierce battle personally, it's also a good thing to see you make a move."

Ever since she was summoned to the real world, Mo Yi was the only existence she couldn't see through at all. The other party might be the person she had been looking for for a long time, who could kill her in a hearty battle.

The biggest reason why she chose to help Mo Yi's side was this.

After finishing speaking, she walked to the back alone, thinking that King Mao and Karna, who had seen Mo Yi's attack with their own eyes, naturally followed advice and could paddle, why didn't they paddle?

Paddle makes people happy!

"The red guy, is he okay?"

Medea, who has been unable to get in, and buffed at the rear, looks at red A, asking for the other party's opinion.

To be honest, Medea doesn't care about anyone except Emiya, and even the future version of Red A is the same, and she even hates the character of the other party.

The justice partner or something is simply terrible. In her heart, it is enough for Shirou-sama to be her justice partner alone.

However, she is well aware of Wei Gong's heroic character, so naturally she can't just watch her husband's nominal brother commit suicide, and then be beaten to death on the spot. The other party is the oldest king who is serious, and among the many heroic spirits, he is also the oldest. How could human beings beat the other strong ones?

If the hero Wei Gong found out that she didn't organize Grandpa Mo Yi at the scene, and Grandpa Mo Yi was taught to be an adult, the other party might complain in the end.

Having experienced a failed relationship, she naturally knows how precious and fragile a relationship is. The final collapse and disappearance often comes from an inconspicuous small mistake at the beginning.

For the happiness of this life, Medea is not willing to take any risk, no matter how small the risk is.

Red A: "..."

What's a 'red guy'?

I am the ultimate body evolution named Shiro Emiya. Aren't Agumon and BattleGreymon the same pet?

Strictly speaking, Medea, you should call me 'husband'.

It's really hot, Wang Jiang, why does the self in this parallel world have such a heavy taste?

She actually likes a wife like Medea who has given birth to a monkey, and she is also the kind of sick and delicate wife who will turn black if she disagrees with her. If I must choose Red A, even if she is sick and delicate, the black Huaying is far better than Medea. Ya good!

Red A turned her face away, looked at Grandpa Mo Yi's generous, maybe even thin back, and said coldly:

"Witch, I'm here to give you a piece of advice—"

"In Wei Gong's family, he is the most unprovoked existence. If you dare to make bad ideas about him or someone he cares about, don't take chances. It is absolutely impossible to deceive the other party, and the other party will not Be deceived by any tricks, and you will pay for your own recklessness."

Grandpa Mo Yi is the target of Red A's inspection, but it doesn't prevent Red A from using him to warn the witch Medea, who has a reputation for betrayal. Although Emiya Shirou in this world is not up to date, he is always on his own. If you can help him, The degree of effort is still appropriate.

After all, Red A is an arch soldier with an old mother's character supported by a big tsundere.

"archer—"

Medea was a little surprised. She didn't expect Red A to have such a high opinion of Grandpa Mo Yi. The other party is obviously just a very creative artist.

During this period of time, Medea hadn't seen Grandpa Mo Yi make a move in person. Regarding some of the abilities he had shown before, she cared about the things Grandpa Mo Yi created, especially those modernist style erotic pictures. Breathtaking.

Of course, there is a big difference between respect for artists and respect for the strong.

However, what upset her the most was the warning from Red A, how could she possibly cause trouble to Shirou-sama, this was simply the greatest insult to her.

If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't beat Red A as a caster, and the occasion was wrong, she would definitely take out the treasure and let Red A understand what it means to be "untiring him" (the talisman of breaking everything, Medea's treasure ) of real power.

"I don't need you to care about my affairs, you'd better coax your master with strange hobbies."

Speaking of this, Medea also showed a strange and pitiful smile of 'I know everything'.

"Humph--"

Sure enough, no matter in that parallel world, I don't like this witch.

After Red A snorted coldly, she backed away, leaving the field for Jin Shining and Grandpa Mo Yi.