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He spoke earnestly, his deep gaze fixed on him.
"That goddess is not important."
"Obtaining even greater power will make killing the opponent a piece of cake."
Hearing this, Alcádez remained silent, only frowning as he pondered the pros and cons.
"Berserker, solving that shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"
After calming Alcides down, he turned to look in the other direction.
Even though it was indoors, the girl kept holding up a parasol.
She looks slightly different from when we first met, but she should still be the same person inside.
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There was no response, but the girl's completely indifferent expression spoke volumes.
This should put Bazdilot at ease.
A massive typhoon may have unimaginable destructive power, but it is not a threat to the heroic spirits in one's hands.
It is no coincidence that the "black mud" bearing the evil of this world would repeatedly try to corrupt the other party.
The only factor to care about
That is the magic's endurance.
If he could, he wouldn't want to be the one to "stick his neck out."
Even if it could be resolved, it would incur corresponding losses, which is not worthwhile.
Unfortunately, no other Masters have yet expressed their intention to resolve this issue.
Therefore, Bazdilot needs to take precautions first.
Berserker's appropriation of magic far surpasses that of Alcides.
Once the fighting continues, the "stock" will be quickly depleted.
.........
"Is it faster and larger in both speed and size?"
Orlando stared into thought as he looked at the report in his hand.
The mysterious storm seemed to have taken shape, crushing everything in its path.
There's no need to worry about what might happen if the other party tries to sneak into the city.
Right now, their police station is still busy with the aftermath and has no spare capacity to analyze the reasons for the changes in wind pressure.
The previous fighting has already caused enormous damage and casualties to the city.
In extreme circumstances, evacuating all personnel immediately might be the right choice.
But if we do that...
Can you make it?
Orlando couldn't help but ask himself...
"You're really impressive."
"Hey, don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually quite confident in my cooking skills."
"Give me some!"
Compared to Orlando's headache, the trio eating hot pot around the table seemed incredibly relaxed.
埼 玉
Alexandre Dumas.
Francesca.
I even doubted whether those three guys had heard what he had just said.
"Hey, don't worry about it for now."
"I have already sent people to find out where they are and what their motives are."
Francesca turned to look at Orlando with a grin and then said.
"Humph"
It's not something to look forward to; it's better for Orlando to accept that there will be no further news.
But not long after, he heard some subtle information from Francesca.
"Allah."
"Was he killed?"
With a hint of surprise, Francesca tilted her head in astonishment. Although she was describing "herself," she showed no fear in the face of such an impending doom.
"what?"
Apart from Saitama, Dumas and Orlando Bloom both looked puzzled.
Although their contact has been brief, they all know that Francesca's servants must have some connection to her.
The illusionary artifact that was powerful enough to deceive the world proved the result.
"How were you killed?"
"I don't know."
"What time is it already?"
"No, I'm not lying to you, I really don't know how I died."
Seeing Orlando's growing impatience, Francesca picked up a piece of vegetable with her chopsticks and shrugged.
"That was really easy for you."
"Even though his own servant was killed, he didn't seem to care at all."
"Oh, it doesn't matter."
She didn't seem to care about being evaluated that way by Alexandre Dumas.
Rather, it's possible that such a thing could happen.
As for his own death?
You can only blame their bad luck.
After all, they are summoned Servants, so it's not surprising that they could be killed by some means.
She did not lie to Orlando and the others.
Because we really don't know how François died.
All they noticed was that the contract had been broken, and then they heard nothing more.
Now that things have turned out this way, even the most foolish person should know what the consequences will be.
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Orlando remained silent, curious to know what kind of attack the other party had encountered.
After all, intelligence is very important in battles between Servants.
Even these powerful heroic spirits may have some kind of weakness and important Noble Phantasms.
Having that kind of information is crucial.
Judging from Francesca's appearance, it seems there's no chance of finding out from her.
"Well, what I can say is that what he suffered was not a simple attack."
"Or is it some kind of more peculiar harm?"
"Otherwise, it would have been impossible to kill them."
Francesca, sensing Orlando's thoughts, offered him a reminder.
She's had her share of deaths before, so she's very experienced.
(Thank goodness it wasn't me who went.)
For her, who simply wanted to watch the show, her other self bore the consequences.
Ishtar
I'm really curious to know what methods that goddess or the entity within her used.
Unfortunately, it cannot be verified at present.
François didn't even have a chance to say anything; he simply broke off the contract.
.........
minutes ago
"It really is quite large. If it's said to be for the renovation of a temple, then the real intention seems to be more complex than that."