"Although, I still can't use the power of the servants... After all, I don't know what the situation is here, but - I can provide normal support for the time being!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka released a more effective support magic.
Zheng——
Poof——
Support magic with normal effects is at least much stronger than Fujimaru Ritsuka's previous somewhat sluggish magic. Whether it is Hohoin Yinshun or Miyamoto Musashi, they have a clear feeling that they have been strengthened.
a feeling of.
"Thanks, Ritsuka, so now—"
"Everyone die!!!"
Zheng——
Musashi cut off the last one, the evil spirit was destroyed, and the situation finally stabilized a little.
"Sir, could it be that that just now is..."
There was a hint of consideration in Treasure House Yinshun's eyes.
I didn't realize that Lord Ritsuka could use this power before, but after cooperating with the poor monk...
No, it could also be during the brief confrontation with Mr. Musashi.
Could this be...
"At least the spell has been activated, and support magic can be used normally. If nothing else happens, the power of the Spiritual Shadow can also be used to a certain extent."
The Soul-based Shadow is a new system developed by Chaldea led by Leonardo da Vinci to assist Fujimaru Ritsuka in combat. Its main basis is the Soul-based portrait.
In principle, it is simply to summon the subject's shadow for a short battle through activation of the spell.
The servant is the shadow of the heroic spirit, and the shadow of the spirit base is the shadow of the servant. You can probably understand it this way.
It was only recently developed and put into use. Although it cannot be used frequently due to Fujimaru Ritsuka's magic power, it is at least somewhat useful.
"Ah, it's so reassuring - by the way, we have obviously eliminated those evil spirits, why is the sky still looking so weird?"
Miyamoto Musashi raised his head and looked toward the sky through the gaps in the bamboo forest.
The bloody full moon still hung in the sky, casting an unsettling light.
call--
Suddenly, a burst of blood almost hit his face, and even with the determination of Miyamoto Musashi and Hohoin Yinshun, they couldn't help but feel the hair on their backs.
Ritsuka could vaguely sense where the blood energy came from, and quickly protected Azai and Tiansuke behind him.
"Axiu, be good, close your eyes...don't open your eyes no matter what next, okay?"
Such blood, such unknown magic power...Things approaching in this direction are definitely not friendly things.
If possible, Fujimaru Ritsuka would never want such things to be seen and remembered by children.
"Your Excellency Yishun...you feel it too, right?"
Miyamoto Musashi's eyes became serious, and the hand holding the blade was a little restless.
"Ah, naturally."
Hohowon Yinshun also knew that he could not take it lightly now, so he raised his Jumonji Spear and squinted his eyes.
"Of course, of course -"
The two warriors responded with a voice that sounded a little crazy.
"No matter how great a swordsman you are, you should never take it lightly."
"We are heroic swordsmen, please don't compare us to those mere evil spirits."
"Woooo..."
Perhaps because of the smell of blood in the air, Fujimaru Ritsuka could feel that Asami's body was shaking. Tasuke seemed to want to cry, but he did not dare to cry out because of fear.
"There is a body, and there is a smell - this smell, hum, you guy... just finished killing, right? The smell on your body is like being poured from head to toe with a bucket of blood."
"In the 16th year of Kan'ei, Lord Iemitsu, in the peaceful and prosperous age after the Shimabara Rebellion - monsters like you should not exist under any circumstances!"
There was clear murderous intent in Musashi's eyes.
The shadow has already appeared.
"Drink——"
The moment the opponent's shadow appeared, the Jumonji Spear pierced Hohowon Yinshun at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. It was so powerful that if it were an ordinary servant, he might have been killed by these moves.
penetrate.
However--
Ping!
His gun was blocked.
"What a terrible person."
The evil ghost who blocked the Jumonji Gun and was obviously a female figure, but whose whole body was filled with the smell of blood that could not be dissipated, sighed involuntarily.
"Such spear skills are like a ghost of a gun."
"Everyone, be careful, this person wants to annihilate us."
She said to behind her - she was not the only evil spirit who came to this place.
"Is this a strange demonic realm gathered together?" Treasure House Yinshun's eyes were solemn.
If he had read correctly just now, this female evil spirit should have deflected her gun with an arrow.
So powerful...it's a pity that it's weird after all.
It's not that interesting to experience personally.
The meaning of this kind of thing existing in the world may only be violence and fear.
"That's the aura of a servant - but it's different from ordinary servants!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka made a judgment on the opponent's aura based on his own experience.
Sure enough, this place——
"Exactly, exactly."
A second figure appeared, this time a male, tall shadow.
"We are the Six Knights of the Heroic Swordsman. His Excellency Miyamoto Musashi, a world-famous second-tier warrior, and His Excellency Hohoin Inshun, whose spear skills can reach the realm of gods and Buddhas."
"besides......"
"Your Excellency Ritsuka Fujimaru from Chaldea."
This tall shadow actually recognized all three people in this place.
"This is the first time we meet, please take good care of us. Our six knights are the six knights who have appeared in order to turn this world into hell."
"My taboo name is - Caster Limbo."
call--
Under the control of a strange servant who called himself Caster Limbo, a flame suddenly roared towards the three of them.
But the real offensive is by no means a frontal flame——
Zheng——
Hohoin Yinshun quickly danced with his spear to eliminate the flames, while Miyamoto Musashi slashed at his back with a knife.
"My taboo name is Assassin Paraiso."
"Hehehe..."
She was a petite but extremely weird woman with a terrifying laugh.
"Is this the second-rate world? It's really scary...but a little disappointing."
Ping!
Jumping back quickly, she distanced herself from Musashi, her voice filled with sarcasm.
"Miyamoto Musashi is a man who knows the troubled times, and he is a man who has traveled through rivers of blood and seas of bones. He is a first-rate man, but is this the only one he can achieve? It is really unsatisfactory."
Musashi's eyes were a little solemn.
So small in size, but so powerful...
Ninja?
"Sorry, I am different from the Miyamoto Musashi you have in mind. I have never experienced the period of showing off my power on the battlefield, so - hum!"
Zheng!
Before he finished speaking, Musashi's sword struck him.