A Master's Type Moon Event Book

When the class bell rang, Li Xiang said, "See you after school."

Back in the classroom, the afternoon class started again.

"Emiya, have you repaired the stove in the art club this morning?" Li Xiang followed Emiya Shiro to the audio-visual classroom.

"It's purely aging parts."

"Is it because the budget is not enough to buy a new one?"

"Well, Kazunari has been wanting to change the allocation of fees for the clubs at Hokunhara Academy, but it's difficult, and the sports club is very dissatisfied, which has strained the relationship with the student union. Kazunari also finds it very difficult."

Emiya Shirou looked at the old old heater, "Sorry, Fujimaru-san, I need some quiet time to fix it."

"It's okay, I'll go and see the school while it's still dark."

Li Xiang knew that he was actually going to perform magic to fix the furnace.

Went outside the door without wandering around.

If you want to talk about it, the school is actually nothing to see, and it is not a university. It occupies a large area. High schools are basically similar in structure, and the area is not large.

Winter night always comes early.

After the moon climbed onto the branch, Emiya Shiro walked out of the classroom and saw Li Xiang waiting at the door, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Li Xiang smiled and said, "Let's go."

After leaving the school gate, Emiya Shiro began to introduce the situation of the archery club.

By the time we got to the intersection, it was basically explained.

"Emiya-san, let's part here."

He pointed to the road stretching far under the street lights, "My house is over there, it seems to be a different road."

"Okay, I'll take Fujimaru-san to the archery club tomorrow."

Watching Emiya Shirou go away, Li Xiang looked up, and under the moon in the sky, there was a girl in a red windbreaker standing on a tall building.

"Are you sure? Alley."

"It's the response from the servants. It should be Red A. He has already locked us. Do you want me to take action?"

"Let me come."

"Okay, I will give Master the protection of the underworld."

The armor was covering, holding the thorn gun in his right hand, and glanced at the system records.

[Due to the influence of the protection of the underworld and the armor of the dragon, the attributes of the host have increased, including strength C, durability C, agility C, magic power C, and luck EX. 】

This effect...does he become the one being worshipped instead?

In terms of attributes alone, he already has the level of a third-rate follower.

There is a wind passing through the moonlit night, whistling and whistling, as if the speed has reached the extreme.

The gorgeous light dragged out a long meteor.

Blood red dots came into view.

It's an arrow.

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The crisp sound was accompanied by a violent explosion, and as the smoke rose, a figure shot up like a cannonball.

The face is completely hidden, and the eyes are calm and emotionless.

The spear in his hand glowed blood-red.

He slammed the flying arrows hard.

It exploded again with a bang.

The wave was blocked by the armor, Li Xiang's speed did not decrease at all, and he ran forward quickly on the glass of the building.

Arrows one after another, like a torrential rain, fell from the highest point of the building, swishing, and countless white and red lights intertwined, forming a gorgeous shooting star.

The glass shattered.

Li Xiang protected his eyes, feeling the invisible pressure around him, the spear reverberated, and the arrow feathers bounced outwards, and then inflated instantly, turning into a gust of wind and blowing towards him.

call out!

An arrow pierced through the shadow of the spear, and bloomed in his small space of ten centimeters.

The whole person slid back.

"It's useless, these arrows!"

A deep voice burst out from his mouth, and as he stepped on the skeleton of the large French window, his muscles exerted strength, and his body turned into a white streamer, soaring straight into the sky.

The man in red in front of him aimed at him with a black longbow.

The strength of the right arm, far beyond human strength, made the bowstring like a full moon. With a scream, the arrow feathers flew straight out, shuttled through the air like lightning, and reached Li Xiang's face.

There is a flash of light in the night.