Chapter 609 Are You Serious About Taking a Half Step Back?

Vlad III did not lower his voice, and the words "Who are you?" were clearly heard by people.

This should have been the introduction to a suspenseful plot of tens of thousands of words. If it were a normal person, he would definitely be curious about it and try to investigate the truth, right?

However, everyone present was a magician, and their way of existence was more direct and pure.

What does the matter of who Shuoyue is have to do with me?

I just need to know that the young man standing here is strong, strong enough, and is a super-A-level prop that can be used-that's enough.

The masters thought indifferently, but they didn't know that it was because they saw through this that Shuoyue always refused their recruitment.

This is the contradiction of the Holy Grail War. The more orthodox the magician is, the more difficult it is for him to resonate with the summoned hero, and the masters who still have soft hearts are often trapped in the cocoon made of morality and reason.

Fortunately, in the Holy Grail Wars of all generations, there is always the brilliance of humanity shining. As long as you keep this light, you can illuminate the way of the traveler.

After only a moment of thinking, Shuoyue glanced sideways and saw the worried eyes of Nero and Rin. He smiled slightly and turned away.

But it was not easy to fool them next...

"You are not the one in the preliminaries. Where is he now? Who are you?"

Vlad III was still yelling, but before he knew it, he had retreated to the side of the Master. Lan Lujun stared at him blankly and grabbed his armor as if he realized something.

Without words, the tacit understanding between them made Lan Lujun understand that his Servant was going to escape.

Although Vlad III noticed that Shuoyue's breath was wrong, his posture of blocking the war spear with one hand and still being at ease showed that his strength was still above that of a first-class Servant.

He, Vlad III, was only rumored to be a vampire, not really having a cerebral thrombosis. He was beaten once in the preliminaries. Why did he go up now? Was he asking for a beating?

No one would have expected that the servant who was so brave just now was thinking about running away. Just when Vlad III calmed down and was ready to retreat, he noticed a sight falling on him.

Sights have weight.

When he realized this, Vlad III shuddered. He saw Shuoyue raised his war spear and gave him an ominous smile.

"Leaving now, isn't it too polite?"

With a clang, the war spear was filled with terrifying power, trembling and humming. The moment Shuoyue let it go, it turned into a meteor and flashed away.

"I won't accept gifts without the master's consent - now, I'll give it back to you!"

With the archer's grim laughter, the oversized "arrow" came like an angry dragon. Vlad III's pupils shrank suddenly, crossed his arms, and the ferocious iron armor flowed with sacred light. The protection of faith fell and collided with the tyrannical war spear in an instant.

Boom!

Invisible air waves exploded, and screams rang out in the stands. A hurricane swept the stadium, blowing the front master to the ground and blowing up the warrior's mottled white hair. Facing Shuoyue's full-strength throw, he actually used his body as a shield and refused to retreat even a step. The radial cracks on the ground under his feet suddenly sunk, and the hand armor that looked as fragile as porcelain proved how fierce this attack was.

But, blocked it!

After a brief dizziness, Vlad III subconsciously raised his head and looked for his beloved gun thrown back by Shuoyue.

He saw the war gun that was bounced away by the reaction force and briefly hovered in the air.

He also saw the cloak burning like a flame, and the tall figure close to the war gun!

Not good!

Vlad III's warrior instinct wailed, regardless of his manners, turned around and hugged the master, and turned his back to the murderous Shuoyue and ran away.

He actually ran away directly!

The masters in the stands were in an uproar, and under the bright moonlight, Shuoyue also noticed Vlad III's movements, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc.

"The scars on your back are a shame for a swordsman, Grand Duke!"

He began to fall, with his head facing the ground, and his right foot drew a smooth arc like a meteor chasing the moon.

A hook!

The tip of his toes accurately hit the end of the spear, so the whole body's strength poured violently on the war spear. In the screaming sound, the war spear chased after its master at a faster speed, and after piercing the protection of faith, it pierced Vlad III's right intestine!

This is the second arrow that Shuoyue prepared for Vlad III!

"Puha!" Blood spurted out involuntarily, but Vlad III did not dare to stop, and he didn't even have the opportunity to draw his war spear. He only had time to turn his head and send a hateful look to Shuoyue, and then disappeared outside the venue.

Only the handsome young man was left in the center of the stadium, his red dress burning like a flame.

All was silent.

Although they had expected Shuoyue to be powerful, his performance still shocked the masters.

Two ‘arrows’.

With just two attacks made from local materials, Vlad III was crippled and fled in embarrassment.

Such a crushing defeat almost made people forget that Vlad III was also a hero, and a ruthless warrior who slaughtered other servants like chickens not long ago!

If Vlad III is a stray dog, then what are we?

“Shuoyue?”

A red shadow jumped down the stadium, squeezed Ta Miao out of sight without leaving a trace, and then ran to Shuoyue, but heard the young man’s regretful whisper.

“Not enough…”

“Eh?”

Nero blinked and looked at him doubtfully, but Shuo Yue didn't answer, just raised his head and stared at the eternally silent moon.

The battle with Vlad III was just an interlude, he had more important things to do.

Now that the opponents from the third round of battle have been conquered, Rin will take care of Hakuno until he recovers his memory, and most of his strength has been restored. I thought I could do that thing——

But judging from today's battle, it still missed the mark.

Shuo Yue clenched her fists, feeling the power flowing through her body, and then regretfully let go.

After the second battle, magic, magic eyes, martial arts... all of these have been restored.

But the physical fitness has not kept up.

If the dragon's physique was still there, the first blow just now could go straight through Vlad III.

If you do that now, maybe it's still a little bit worse.

Shuo Yue thought so, but no one knew how Versailles his words would sound in Nero's ears.

"You guy..." The girl puffed up her cheeks and pinched Shuo Yue's face angrily, "We are both servants, how can there be such a big difference? You didn't give Yu a chance to show off. Yu was unhappy and very unhappy. I’m happy because all the limelight has been taken away by you!”

"Stop it, Miss Emperor, huh..." Faced with Nero's bared teeth and claws, Shuo Yue had no choice but to let her do what she did.

So the Masters who had just recovered from Vlad III's escape without a fight were once again in a new state of shock. They looked at Shuo Yue and stayed in place, letting Nero do whatever he wanted. They only felt that the world It's so crazy.

Where has your arrogance gone? Where is your dignity as a strong man? If you are kidnapped, just blink!

But for some reason, as they watched, the Masters felt a little sour inexplicably. They always felt like dog food was being thrown around for free, and they refused to stop even after feeding them.

What's wrong with singles? Do singles have to endure such pain?

Wuwuwuwu... I'm already full, don't feed me any more!

Fortunately, Nero realized something was wrong, and before the masters' eyes changed, he pulled Shuo Yue and fled the place in a hurry. He almost knocked Shuo Yue out before he stopped.

"By the way Shuo Yue, I thought about it for a long time and decided to confess to you." Suddenly, Nero said.

When she said this, she bit her lower lip lightly, obviously making a decision after struggling.

"As for what happened after Yu was summoned and separated from Bai Ye, and why, Yu is unwilling to formally sign a contract with Bai Ye now."

What other reasons could there be? It's probably because of the little red dragon's fate that it pulled you there.

And Draco's existence also makes it impossible for you to let go of your worries and concentrate on helping Bai Ye.

Shuo Yue was silent. He had already investigated the truth of the matter, but he still did not speak. Instead, he walked silently with Nero, listening to her stories about Draco.

Listen to her attitude towards the little red dragon.

"I don't know why, but Mr. Yu feels that he can't give up on her. It's really strange. Obviously Yu is not a person who likes to mess around..."

You, Nero, don't mess around?

"In short, the child was moved by Yu's perseverance and cried bitterly and asked for Yu's help, so Yu reluctantly agreed to her request and became her servant!"

It’s right to say this in reverse...

"Although the child doesn't like to talk and huddles in the corner all day long and doesn't go out, I believe that there is a reason for all this. I just haven't gotten into her heart yet. I believe that she has enough in her heart!"

What a humble licking talk, my Miss Nero.

Shuo Yue had a straight face and was madly complaining about Nero's remarks, but even as he was joking, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Although he is also alone, he has the third method, martial arts and magic. He has been superior to most of the followers from the beginning, and is a hot target that countless masters want to fight for.

But as for Draco, she has nothing. Even if she has the status of Beast, it is not a crown, but poison.

The Moon Spirit Crystal will do whatever it takes to stifle the possibility of the beast's disaster.

In other words, apart from staying in her own room, the world could not give her any sense of security.

And this situation has lasted for two full weeks.

"So... do you want to come and take a look?"

"Um?"

When Shuo Yue came back to her senses, she found that Nero was standing in front of the door at some point and reached out to touch the door handle.

Looking back, a pair of peach blossom eyes are full of charm and expectation.

"Although there is no cat that can do backflips, this is an invitation from Yu as the emperor... Do you want to come in?"

Before he knew it, he was already standing in front of Nero's room!

Shuo Yue was startled. At this time, Nero had opened the door, and the red gauze skirt trailing like flowing water came into view——

Move back, get out of the way.

As if he had encountered some savage beast, cold sweat was already covering his back when he reacted. Shuo Yue did not dare to delay and turned around to leave.

"Sorry Nero, I have to leave first!"

"Eh? Eh! Shuo Yue"

Nero was so shocked that he even called Shuo Yue several times without looking back, and disappeared around the corner of the corridor, leaving her with a confused look on her face.

What's happening here?

What a pity, I obviously wanted to introduce him to Draco as someone I like...