Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

What kind of person is Lancer's Master?Just listening to his few short sentences, Zong Jue was able to make a simple preliminary evaluation - he had a high self-esteem, was self-willed, and had hardly experienced any setbacks since he was a child, showing arrogance and pride from his bones, but There is no doubt that he will also pay the price for his excessive arrogance and arrogance. If he is unlucky, it is not impossible to lose his life.

From his tone of voice towards Lancer, one can tell that he is not very satisfied with this follower, and even quite disgusted and loathed, even though Lancer has been extremely respectful and obedient to him, anyone who hears that bossy and arrogant tone is happy Can't get up, so it's not unusual for the little milk dog to grit its teeth.

Isn’t a dog just such a creature, no matter whether his master is good or bad, and no matter whether his master treats him well or badly, he is always willing to stand by his master unconditionally and show his paws to all enemies Baring his sharp teeth, he guarded that man at all costs.

Zong Jue embraced the little milk dog with one hand to calm his emotions, helped the headset with the other to tune a channel, and said, "Yaoyan, can you find Lancer's Master?"

The "shape" is determined, but the weapon can't speak. If you want to find out the "truth", you still have to start with Lancer and his master.

After a few seconds of silence on the other side, Yaken Toshiro whispered: "Please wait a moment."

Little Short Knife carefully hid his figure in the shadow of the container, and walked through the narrow gap with restrained breath. He knew very well that someone was monitoring here, and it was more than one person. With his good detection value, he brought His keen intuition evaded most of the prying eyes, ensuring that he would not be discovered by those staring at this place, and then expose the whereabouts of himself and the god judge. He was like a nimble and vigorous cat, silently Wandering in the hidden roads and gaps that ordinary people can't pass through and can't even imagine, even if they occasionally appear in the sight of the monitor inevitably, it is just a piece of clothing or a fleeting shadow, a little bit Pay attention and it will be regarded as a delusional illusion.

But some people won't let it go, they are naturally cautious and suspicious, even a little unnaturalness will be infinitely magnified in their eyes, just like Saber's master Emiya Kiritsugu, he is just sniping There was only a trace of shadow on the edge of the gun scope, and he immediately became vigilantly aware that something that was not within his plan was happening, and he did not ignore this matter. While closely watching the situation of Lancer and Saber in the main battlefield, At the same time, he was distracted and went out to investigate the clues that he had just noticed.

But before his line of sight swept across, Yaken Toshiro had already hidden himself in the narrow gap between the two containers - a gap that even with a short knife body, it would take a little effort to barely fit in. The thick shadow covered the whereabouts of the little dagger, and he held his breath, his body tensed and motionless, waiting for the dangerous sight to pass by.

Cold sweat dripped from his back drop by drop, he totally didn't expect that when the battle between Lancer and Saber attracted all the attention, there would be someone who would be so keenly aware of his exposed deeds, if it wasn't for him I have been paying attention to the few lines of sight that were betting on the battlefield, and hid in when a certain line of sight turned to me, and now I am afraid that it has been fully exposed.

Lurking this kind of thing, as long as he is caught once, there will be a second time, and the third time, the monitor will be like a gangrene, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Yaken Toshiro waited patiently for the watchers to give up, and Emiya Kiritsugu also patiently waited for the person hiding in the dark to reveal his feet. He intuitively thought that there was something lurking there, something dangerous that he had to pay attention to, although he He doesn't rely too much on his intuition, but his intuition has always been accurate, so even if the place is just a container storage area without any gaps for hiding, he still pays close attention to it.

Fortunately, Yaken Toshiro was lucky. When the stalemate was at stake, there was the sound of thunder and lightning approaching from a distance, as if paving a road spreading down from the sky, and then the majestic bull pulled the chariot and stepped on this road. When the road came down, it was as if a god appeared in the world with indescribable power.

Emiya Kiritsugu's attention was attracted by this unexpected change, but Yakuken Toshiro seized this opportunity without hesitation and leaped swiftly before Emiya Kiritsugu caught him. Before stopping his whereabouts, he disappeared again in the maze of densely stacked containers.

child?Emiya Kiritsugu repeatedly recalled the glimpsed figure in his mind, the figure was much smaller than he imagined, like a seven or eight-year-old child, but no matter how hard the seven-eight-year-old child trained It is also impossible to achieve the agility and explosive power just now, unless it is a heroic spirit.

Then... He compared the heroic spirits that had appeared so far in his heart, trying to determine the identity of that figure.

Of course, he was just distracted for a while while paying close attention to the battle situation in the arena. No matter who the opponent is, he has lost his whereabouts now, and there is no other way but to be vigilant. Rider, however, openly opened up and allowed them to spy on and speculate on the information, so magnanimous to the point of unbelievable.

No matter who was caught off guard by Rider, this rough-looking heroic spirit did not intend to hide his identity at all, and straight to the point announced his identity and rank to everyone—Iskandar, Alexander the Great, This time he came to the world with the rank of Rider, and then he invited Lancer and Saber to join his army very straightforwardly, so straightforward that Zong Jue couldn't help but laugh.

"General?" Hearing the low laughter of the God-inspector in the headset, Yaken Toshiro asked in doubt. He didn't pay attention to how the battle situation developed, but only focused on searching for the trace of Master Lancer. This is not an easy task. As for the matter, Lancer's master is probably a skilled magician, who cleverly hides the fluctuations of his spiritual power in the fluctuations of the earth veins, making it extremely difficult to locate his existence.

"It's nothing." Zong Jue held his lips to restrain his smile, and a slight smile melted into his too sharp eyebrows and eyes, and the upturned eyes added a bit of indescribable irony and coldness, "It's just that this...Iskandar looks a lot like my former boss."

King Yan Mo, who is in charge of hell, is actually a good old man who likes to be lazy and has a bad waist and has been crushed by assistant officials all the year round. If this kind of thing is said, it is almost like Alexander the Great. Just as unbelievable.

The general's former boss?Yaken Toshiro suppressed his curiosity to ask further, and calmly took advantage of the moment when everyone was attracted by Rider to quickly jump over one container after another, thanking Rider and his Master, Not only did he get rid of the predicament of being caught in a urn, but he also successfully angered Lancer's master and let him reveal a trace of breath, guiding the direction for his search for a needle in a haystack.

Thanks to the restless Master, Zong Jue now also knows why Lancer is so disliked by the Master—after all, his Master originally wanted to summon Rider, but because the summoned object He had to be replaced by Lancer on the spot after being stolen. His anger was not aimed at Lancer himself, but he vented all his dissatisfaction and anger because of the deviation from the plan on this poor follower. All the bad things are attributed to him. It can be said that no matter who he summons, they can't win his favor.

It is naive and stupid enough to play anger on the battlefield of life and death, and be completely dazzled by personal emotions.Zong Jue slowly kneaded the soft fleshy balls on the little milk dog's feet, wandering around in his mind with various thoughts.

Speaking of which, the voice of the master named Kenneth still sounds a little familiar, and I don't know where I heard it.

Zong Jue squinted his eyes and thought for a few seconds, but to no avail, he gave up.

His memory has always been good, since he can't remember it within a few seconds, it shouldn't be an important role.

"General." Yaken Toshiro's voice came from the headset, "The position of Master Lancer has been confirmed."

"Keep an eye on him." Zong Jue said, "Be careful not to be exposed, and retreat if necessary, and I will help you clean up."

"...Yes." Yaken Toshiro held the handle of the knife and stared at the blond man not far away.

His position is not too close. If it weren't for the excellent night vision ability of the dagger, he might not be able to see the situation there at all. He originally wanted to get closer, but since the examiner ordered...

Little Short Knife obediently lurked within a safe distance to watch, and did not take the risk of getting any closer.

It's not good if the other party is alarmed and the interrogator comes to clean up the ending.

The little milk dog in Zong Jue's arms has already started to doze off little by little. These days, his work and rest have been taken care of very well. He goes to bed early, wakes up early and has three meals regularly. Tonight this time has already passed his time. Normal sleep time, so no matter how hard he tried to stay awake, the upper and lower eyelids were still stubbornly trying to close together. He only felt that the handsome and young Lancer in front of him had changed from one to two, and then from two to a blur, and then As soon as he lowered his head, everything went completely dark.

He fell asleep.

I don't know if there will be those happy and sad past in the dream.

The little milk dog purred and blew milk bubbles, Zong Jue rolled up his clothes to prevent the cold wind from blowing in - thanks to the extra windbreaker he added when he went out, otherwise the little guy would have got under his shirt.

The situation in the field is still changing. It should be said that this battle can be regarded as extremely dramatic and exciting. Actors appear on the stage one after another. Enmity, the subtle relationship between the characters who were acquainted with each other gradually surfaced, and independent plot lines were intertwined in this battle, leading everything to an ambiguous future that seemed to have been written long ago.

From the beginning to the end of this scene, Zong Jue, a self-aware outsider, had no intention of participating in it. At most, he just took half a step back when the weapon shot by the golden Archer was about to affect him, not at all. Disturb the performance of everyone in the field.

When the battle came to an end, when the actors left the stage one by one, he did not forget to applaud politely, and then he helped the headset and said calmly: "Yaoyan, follow Lancer and the others."

The author has something to say:

[Zong Jue's appearance diary: Regarding the audience's self-cultivation, eating melons and watching a play is indeed happier than acting on stage.The dark Berserker is quite interesting, maybe Ghost Lantern will like it very much, but it’s a pity that I can’t pack it back and make souvenirs

Note: The little milk dog’s meat balls are very soft, no wonder Yaoyan is always pinching while organizing files]