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

"Wahaha—"

Sensing everyone's curious eyes, Gudazi felt that his desire to draw cards was a little stronger than usual, and said a little embarrassedly:

"Actually, it's not a big deal. Everyone responded to the call and helped us to save humanity."

Gudazi put a large handful of holy crystals on the dining table while saying something that Illya admired, thinking——

Today is another good day for ten consecutive draws.

"Senior, you put too many holy crystals."

Matthew pulled Gu Dazi and persuaded:

"Summoning a heroic spirit does not require so many holy crystals."

"Too much? Not too much.?"

After digging out the left pocket, Gudazi started to take out the holy crystal from the right pocket, and put it on the dining table under Matthew's helpless and heartbroken eyes, and said:

"Matthew, you have to consider that the summoning has a great possibility of failure!"

"In order to ensure the success of the summoning, the Saint Quartz cannot be saved."

Matthew: "..."

I saw through it at a glance, this is the weight of ten consecutive knees!

With so many Saint Quartz, it is better to upgrade yourself.I am a rare meat shield hero, the legendary hero of the late stage shield.

In the later period, the hero of the spear, the hero of the sword, the hero of the bow, etc. are just a group of younger brothers!

That's right, it's a group of brothers with zero output!

After all, my seniors just like to draw cards.

"Declare—"

Drawing cards is a hobby, but also a constant belief.

And Gudazi, who has inherited this spirit, feels that he looks disgusting if he doesn’t draw ten consecutive draws a day. If he doesn’t draw cards for three days, he has nothing to love. What's the point, it's better to burn it as soon as possible.

Gu Dazi once thought that the black hand behind the burning of human rights probably did such anti-human and anti-social things because he had never enjoyed the joy of krypton gold and drawing cards.

After placing the holy crystal, Gu Dazi began to inject Mo Yi into the summoning spell, saying:

"Your body is under me, my fate is on your sword.

If you obey the destination of the Holy Grail, obey this will, and this principle, please respond to me!

I swear here—

I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who conveys all evil in the world.

Wrap your three great words and spirits for seven days, come from the wheel of restraint, O guardian of the scales! "

"It's such a powerful look——"

Ilya and Meiyou, the children who experienced the summoning of heroic spirits for the first time, couldn't help but be taken aback by Gudazi's serious expression and the powerful-sounding spell.

But Grandpa Mo Yi, who has seen through everything for a long time, knows that when Gudazi is injected with magic power, there is no need to chant spells at all, and the product will be shipped if it succeeds. If it fails, it will be useless even if you call 'Papa Penguin'.

Chanting spells or something is just pretending.

Don't you see, Emiya Shirou was chased and stabbed by Wang Jiang in the family's warehouse. He didn't know anything. In the end, he summoned the strongest class saber king.

And Tohsaka Rin made all kinds of careful preparations, calculated the time and place, and recited the family-handed heroic spirit summoning spell, but it was still useless. Should she summon her husband or summon her husband.

As the light of the summoning array became brighter, a dark and mighty figure gradually appeared from the summoning array.

Illya: "Huh? It's so dark, do Heroic Spirits also have Africans?"

Xiao Hei: "..."

Xiao Hei, who felt inexplicably lying on the gun, complained speechlessly:

"Illya, do you have any misunderstanding about Heroic Spirits, why can't there be Heroic Spirits of Africans?"

Tohsaka Rin: "This is?"

Rin Tohsaka, who has a good grade in history class, looks at the heroic spirit that gradually emerges, and can find the heroic spirit that matches the other party's appearance in his mind.

Mash, who instantly recognized the other party's identity, enthusiastically explained:

"This is one of the heroic spirits resident in our Chaldea, the last Persian monarch, Darius III."

"Although his class is Berserker, he has a very gentle personality."

Seeing this, Grandpa Mo Yi couldn't help laughing, and he shipped it right away. He was still the legendary 'black and hairless', an African chief.

He didn't know whether to lament that Gudazi was lucky or not.

Having been on the bench in Chaldea all the year round, as the No.1 berserker summoned to Chaldea, Darius III looked a little excitedly at Gudazi who summoned him, and said:

"Just ask—"

"Don't ask—"

Gu Dazi, who was already dark-faced, finally couldn't help it when Darius III was about to say "I ask you are my Masta".