In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

Hei Honghong bit her lips, her face full of dissatisfaction with herself.

"That person came early and died early. It's normal for you not to know."

Ouyang Xuan comforted.

"No, I should stay with Taoist Brother. Next time, next time Taoist Brother and Yang Nai go out for a midnight snack, they must take me with them!"

"Okay, next time we'll go together."

"It's a deal, Taoist brother."

"It's getting late, I should go to bed early. I'm so sleepy."

Yang Nai glanced at the clock on the wall, which had already quietly slipped towards one o'clock.

"Mr. Ou."

Joel stepped forward and said, "Please have a good rest tonight. I will be on guard to prevent any more enemies from coming tonight."

Generally speaking, the Orient Express is very safe and there is no need to stand guard. However, what happened tonight made Joel alert. Hassan entered the Orient Express as if he was going home. The security level may not be as good as the laboratory of a great scientist on a distant planet. To be safe, someone still needs to stand guard.

"I can't sleep either. I'll stand guard with Miss Blair."

Hayasaka Nao raised her hand and said.

"No, leave it to me. As a killer, I'm used to squatting for a long time. This is nothing to me."

"Can--"

"You rest now. If we get attacked, I'll be up as soon as I make the slightest noise. We don't need two people."

Ouyang Jun asked Hayasaka Nao to sleep. She was just an ordinary person. If she was really attacked, the most likely thing would be that she would be taken hostage. He asked Yoel not to make any noise.

"Let's take turns. It's one o'clock now. I'll get up at four o'clock to take over your shift."

"Row."

Joel didn't refuse, as it would be useless to refuse anyway.

The Orient Express used to be a special train for the rich and noble. Although it is now open to many poorer people in the other world, it is still clearly divided into different levels. The box that Ouyang Xuan and his friends are in is comparable to the presidential suite of the King's Hotel. The space folding magic makes the space inside quite large. It can be used as a large single room, and it can also be separated into small spaces with soundproofing and curtains that block magic perception.

Ouyang Xuan, Yang Nai, and Hei Honghong must be in the same space. Yang Nai didn't separate out too much space. There was just a king-sized bed and some space around it, about the same size as a college dormitory.

"Miss Blair is standing guard outside now. I will take over her in three hours. Please don't make too much noise."

"It's okay, it's okay. Three hours is fine. We don't mind you going so fast, Ouyang."

Yang Nai pulled Ouyang Xuan onto the bed indifferently.

"Brother Taoist, let's rest early too."

"It's really not possible tonight."

"Then we'll just eat vegetarian food, and Ouyang will just be our pillow."

In the end, the meal was not served. Hei Honghong and Yang Nai rested their heads in Ouyang Xuan's arms, one on each side. Yang Nai was already very tired and had no strength left today. Even if Ouyang Xuan took the initiative to suggest that the meal be served, Yang Nai would just lie there and let Ouyang Xuan eat. After closing her eyes for a while, Yang Nai could hear a cute snoring sound.

On the Orient Express, Ouyang Xuan slept comfortably with Ruoyu in his arms, and in London, Hassan the Hundred Faces' Master also felt very comfortable.

"Hey, Master, I've already completed the experiment you asked me to participate in. You're asking how I finished it so quickly? Well, don't worry about it. I've already participated as you instructed and have already been kicked out. What do you mean the experiment hasn't even begun? Master, you said the Holy Grail War is a free-for-all. If it's a free-for-all, then why wouldn't I have gone to fight the overseer early and been killed instead?"

"Okay, that's it for now. My bank card is running out of juice, so I'm going to hang up now."

85

Chapter 85 Chloe.

"Roar!!"

At a garbage disposal plant on the edge of the city, a dark knight roared in search of his enemy, his sword emitting black magic.

Arrows flew from a distance and were shattered by the knight's sword. The arrows exploded like bombs, and smoke and flames enveloped the knight. After the first wave of arrows was shattered by the knight, the second wave of arrows came, and they still exploded like bombs. The arrows of these cold weapons were shot with the momentum of cannons.

"Roar!!"

The arrows shot from a distance also allowed the knight to lock his direction. He rushed towards the direction of the arrows like a black meteor. The arrows that continued to be shot would be blown up in mid-air. The scarlet eyes under the helmet were full of violent and murderous intent.

“Arthur!!”

The knight jumped high and rushed to the ground with his sword. Meteorites fell to the ground and sand and gravel flew everywhere. The archer barely avoided the attack.

"You've got the wrong guy, uncle. You even got the gender wrong. Are you still a loyal follower of King Arthur? Oh no, you betrayed King Arthur, the treacherous knight, Uncle Lancelot."

The petite figure suddenly rushed out, holding the black and white daggers in both hands and swung them in front of her. The two daggers were blocked by Lancelot very easily. Lancelot did not even take a step back. Compared with the Berserker-level Lancelot, Chloe's arm strength was much weaker. Since she did not win by strength, she would play to her advantage and attack with a faster and more agile speed.

Although she was an archer, Chloe was very good at using two swords. The black and white swords flew up and down, constantly attacking Lancelot's vital points and weaknesses. Once she found a small advantage, she would immediately follow up and expand her advantage. For a while, relying on her advantage in speed and agility, Chloe had the upper hand in the battle with Lancelot.

Lancelot, who appeared as a berserker, had no rationality, which was a huge disadvantage for a warrior. His crazy rampage also made his attacks more traceable, and his offensive mode that did not focus on defense constantly gave Chloe opportunities. The collision of their swords created a strong wind that blew garbage from the garbage disposal plant all over the sky.

"Roar!!"

Lancelot changed his attack mode, and the sword in his hand turned into a stick.

"You can even transform your weapons. Switching between long and short weapons during combat can confuse the enemy's judgment. As expected of a Knight of the Round Table, this fight is truly tricky."

Gripping the two swords tightly, Chloe placed them at her sides and blocked Lancelot's attack with some difficulty.

"If you're still smart, I'll be in trouble. It's a good thing you were summoned as a Berserker."

A stick is different from a long sword. It has no guard or anything like that. Chloe's double swords blocked Lancelot's attack. Although he was hit hard, it also paved the way for attack. The blades were close to the surface of the stick. Chloe's double swords were like trains on rails, slashing along the stick. Lancelot reacted a little faster, but was also chopped on the arm by Chloe's double swords.

"Roar!!"

"You only hit the arm? What a shame, I was aiming for the head."

Chloe said regretfully, swinging her arms holding the two swords. Lancelot's stick just now was no joke. Even though she blocked the attack, the impact was still there.

“Roar!! Roar, roar, roar!!”

Lancelot's magic power surged, and he kept muttering something to Arthur like crazy, reciting something intermittently. Seeing this, Chloe also became alert. No one would ignore the lethality of a Round Table Knight's weapon.

"A knight doesn't use his bare hands—Puff!"

Before Lancelot could finish reading the name of his treasure, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. The rising magic power was suddenly cut off, but it continued to operate and directly impacted his body. His originally strong body suddenly fell forward as if it had lost its strength. He had to use his sword to support the ground and barely supported his body to kneel on one knee.

"what……"

Chloe's voice was squeezed out from her throat in an annoyed tone, as if she had anticipated Lancelot's appearance. "It seems that my Master's father was successful. It seems that your Master, Guinevere, has been found and killed by him."

"For an ordinary woman to have lasted so long under the command of my Master's father, known as the Magician Killer, she must be quite capable."

"Arthur! Guinevere!!"

Lancelot was still roaring and struggling to stand up, but without the supply of magic power and the backlash, his body could no longer hold on.

Seeing Lancelot like this, Chloe felt irritated and unhappy. Chloe was not the kind of person who fought by the rules. Sometimes, she could accept some despicable means to win. But she was pestering the Heroic Spirit and asking Emiya Kiritsugu to find Lancelot's Master and kill him, which made her very unhappy.

Lancelot had the same name as the princess who eloped with him in the legend. Chloe had met her before and she was just an ordinary blind girl. She didn't know how she was chosen as the Master.

"Why don't you kill the Berserkers and Archers yet?"

Emiya Kiritsugu's voice came, which was achieved through a magic prop similar to Den Den Mushi.

"I've already killed his master. The Berserker is already a Brokenback Hound. Kill him now, Archer."

Emiya Kiritsugu's voice was very cold, as if he had no emotions or had suffered a great blow.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Chloe answered perfunctorily, crossing her arms as she raised her two swords and prepared to activate her Noble Phantasm, using her strongest attack to send Lancelot packing.

"Crane—Hmm!"

Just as she was about to mobilize her magic power, a sharp pain spread from her lower abdomen. It was more painful than a knife stabbing into her body and stirring it. Not only did it interrupt Chloe's preparation, it almost caused her to be retaliated like Lancelot.

"Who allowed you to use the Noble Phantasm?!"

Emiya Kiritsugu's voice became even colder, and a roar of anger was brewing in it. "Are you trying to drain Illya's magic power? Don't forget that you are Illya's Servant."

"I haven't forgotten. Don't mess with the things hidden inside my body. It hurts, you bastard uncle."

Chloe gasped a little as she spoke.

"If there's a next time, it won't be so easy. Remember, you Servants are just tools."

Seeing that the punishment had taken effect, Emiya Kiritsugu's tone became more conciliatory, "Now, go chop off his head."

"As you command, my Master's father."

Lancelot raised his head and looked at the pink-haired girl who was not much taller than him even when he squatted down. When he was about to leave, Lancelot regained some of his rationality. He could see the resistance and confusion to Emiya Kiritsugu's orders on Chloe's face.

"You...are a powerful warrior...but unfortunately...your Master is a completely despicable villain...It is not the fault of a gentleman to be born in a small country..."

"You are a British knight, and you know Eastern proverbs?"

Chloe didn't expect Lancelot to be so cultured.

"Once upon a time, a bard from the East came to Camelot... This is what he sang... I don't remember much now... just these few lines. I give them to you..."

"Thank you. I accept it, Your Excellency the Knight."

Chloe swung her last sword, and Lancelot turned into a golden spirit and dissipated. Another Servant was eliminated from the Holy Grail War.

"Why don't you kill him right away instead of talking to him?"

"Hey, I thought you were going to hide forever, but I didn't expect you to show up, Master Dad."

Chloe looked at Emiya Kiritsugu who came out in surprise.

"Don't give me that face."

Emiya Kiritsugu activated the magic props with a thought, and Chloe's expression changed. Fine beads of cold sweat suddenly covered her forehead. She fell to the ground and could only barely support her body with her elbows. After a while, she forced out a trembling smile and looked up at Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Why? Because you saw someone with the same face as your daughter jumping around while your daughter was already at the end of her life. You felt angry at yourself for being incompetent, so you're furious?"

"Are you trying to irritate me?"

"Aren't you angry right now? I'm almost dying of pain. What? Do you want to kill me in one go and let you fight the rest of the Holy Grail War by yourself? Without the Holy Grail that magician promised, Illya will really die."

Chloe was fearless.

Chloe's words still worked. Emiya Kiritsugu's expression changed repeatedly. Finally, he lifted the punishment on Chloe and turned around and left.

"Let's go to the next place."

"Why don't you go back and see Illya first? It might be the last time we see each other."

"If you say one more word to Illya, I'll make you kill yourself right now. I can win the Holy Grail War on my own."

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore."

After saying that, Chloe made a zipper motion around her mouth.

Chloe followed behind Emiya Kiritsugu with her hands clasped behind her head. Ever since she was summoned, she knew that the man in front of her was on the verge of both mental and physical collapse.

Ah~ Illya, what am I doing? Am I saving myself? Did my dad in that world also work so hard for me?

However, other people's masters provide energy to their servants, but when it comes to me, I have to resist damage for the master. Although we are indeed blood relatives in a sense, this place is not the abyss. Why should I be treated like a mobile ammunition box?

And the main provider of magic power is Illya's mother. I don't need Illya's magic power when using the Noble Phantasm. Has this daughter-obsession gone to my head?

Chloe disappeared. This was not a technique like invisibility, but just an ordinary transformation into a spirit. In order to reduce the burden on Illya, Kiritsugu Emiya asked Chloe to be in spirit transformation all the time when she was not in combat.

"Don't even think about doing anything that would harm Illya. If I find out you've done anything that would harm Illya, I'll have my wife use Illya's Command Spell to make you commit suicide."

"How dare I do anything bad to my own Master, seriously."

"A guy who attacks his own Master as the first thing he does after being summoned. If Illya's body hadn't been unable to withstand a second summoning, I would have killed you and allowed Illya to summon you again."

Emiya Kiritsugu stared at Chloe, who had transformed into a spirit, and said with murderous intent: "Remember, your life now was given by Illya."

"Remember, remember. Keep it firmly in my spiritual base. Even when I become a doujinshi agent, I won't forget it. Don't worry."

"Master Dad, where are we going?"

"Vienna."

"You've already gone to Vienna, so why don't you go to Germany to see Illya? I want to go back and see my Master. It's rare to see a Master who looks exactly like me."

"I will not let you see Illya again. You are just a tool I use to win the Holy Grail War."

"Can I take a break or a vacation? I've been working non-stop since I was summoned. I'm exhausted. Heroic spirits have human rights, too."

"Shut up!"

Emiya Kiritsugu shouted in a low voice, "Without my order, shut up."