Chapter 93: Diarmuid’s Waiting
The cold night wind began to blow, and the sky gradually darkened. On this street, Diarmuid was still sitting here blankly.
"Strange, where are all the people? They are all legendary Heroic Spirits, so they shouldn’t have not come for so long."
Diarmuid began to wonder, is it possible that no one has come even after he provoked them so much?
In the cabin, Waver looked at Iskandar beside him. "Rider, Diarmuid is declaring war, are we still going?"
At this moment, Iskandar, who was playing a grand strategy, said without raising his head. "No need, since everyone knows what the result will be, those guys shouldn’t go."
"Oh." Waver nodded, and then silently released his familiars to monitor other Heroic Spirits.
On the other side, Tousaka Tokiomi and Kotomine Kirei.
"Teacher, shall we go?"
Listening to Kotomine Kirei’s words, Tōsaka Tokiomi looked at Gilgamesh who was sitting on a golden throne.
"King, shall we go?"
"Go? Where? Look at that mad dog barking in front of me! Haha, I don’t want to see that kind of trash at all." Gilgamesh said while looking at the Moon Machine in his hand.
"The Demon Pillar in Chapter 5 is not easy to fight. Three of me, plus Mashu and a soy sauce Kong Ming, can’t beat it no matter how hard we fight. What’s the reason?" Gilgamesh thought while thinking about the lineup.
On the other side, after hearing Gilgamesh’s words, Tōsaka Tokiomi nodded.
"Kotomine Kirei, go back. The king said, no need."
"Yes, teacher."
In the deep forest, Matou Kariya looked at the moon in the sky.
"Forget it, I won’t go. It’s boring. I’d better think about how to deal with Tohsaka Tokiomi."
In the small room, the two perverts looked at each other, and then lowered their heads together.
"Are you going?"
"No."
"Okay."
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"Aqin!"
In the dark night, in the cold wind, Director Ken couldn’t help but sneeze. Damn, these masters are still not human. I have been blowing the cold wind for more than two hours. If I wait any longer, I will definitely catch a cold!
"Diarmuid, how about we go back?"
"No!" Diarmuid refused directly. "Master, these people are really too much! They don’t care about the dignity of the Heroic Spirit at all! I seem to hear the name of the Heroic Spirit crying. Please allow me to teach these hateful guys a lesson!"
Listening to Diarmuid’s words, Director Ken nodded.
"Okay, I’ll listen to you."
When has Director Ken ever been so angry? He also got angry. I want to see if you have any shame!
One hour, the moon is high in the sky.
Two hours, the two birds have entered the forest.
ThreeHours,,,,,
Bang!
Diarmuid threw his double guns on the ground angrily. Damn, what use do I have for these double guns!!!
Thinking of this, Diarmuid roared angrily!
"Cowards! I, Lancer, despise you here! You insulted the name of your Heroic Spirit!"
This roar was transmitted far away with the addition of magic power, and at this moment, all the Heroic Spirits heard this voice.
At this moment, Alice and my king, who sensed this voice, looked at each other. They both saw the surprise in each other’s eyes.
"That, Ling Ye." Alice called Ling Ye beside her.
"What’s wrong, Alice?" Ling Ye looked at them curiously.
"Well, how famous is your comic book?"
"It’s OK."
"Then, is there anyone who may not have read it?"
"Of course there is. I can’t force everyone to read my comic book."
After hearing Ling Ye’s words, Irisviel and my king understood that this Diarmuid really didn’t read the comic book!
Alas, poor child.
If you don’t read the comic book in this Holy Grail War, you can basically say goodbye to the Holy Grail War.
However, no one will kindly remind Diarmuid, because they are not familiar with Diarmuid.
At this moment, Diarmuid, who yelled loudly, also vented his inner depression, and he could make himself feel better.
"What are you yelling for! It’s late at night and you can’t let people sleep!"
Crackle!
Suddenly, a red lightning bolt fell from the sky, and a figure wrapped in armor appeared behind Diarmuid.
The figure pointed the great sword in his hand at Diarmuid in front of him.
"At first, I saw you arrogantly releasing magic power, and I thought you were a hero. Now I see that you are a fool. Obviously, no one is coming, but you are still waiting here stupidly. Don’t you read comics!"
"Very good! Very good! Finally a heroic spirit has come! I admit that you are a good heroic spirit, a real hero!"
Diarmuid looked at the figure in front of him excitedly. He didn’t recognize this person. It was Mordred, the little Mo who was bored at home.
