Chapter 6: The Black-Haired Knight King

Chaos.

It's gray and gloomy.

Just like the universe that Hongmeng first opened, it seems to be a spiraling vortex.

Consciousness seems to be there, but it doesn't seem to be there.

Hurt.

Pain.

It hurts.

It hurts a lot.

Along with the pain of words, what seems to be a tangible materialization is constructed in my mind.

Immediately after that, I had the feeling of "Ah, so I am still conscious".

When the brain confirms its own survival, as if everything has been restored to its function as a human being, a hundred feelings of limbs and bones come flooding back.

Probably the most prominent of these feelings is......

Hot...... Right?

The boiling sensation of being in a furnace.

Hot...... Fire...... Explode......

"Chaldeans?! Matthew?! ”

Yukisai Yagi screamed in surprise, and got up from the scorched ground with a hoarse voice.

The brain was not very awake, there was a groggy feeling, although the brain seemed to be functioning again, but it did not seem to be, and the feeling of tiredness urged him to rest.

This feeling was familiar to him, or rather, it had been familiar.

This is the burden on the master's brain after the transfer of the reiko.

He's been training for the past six months on how to withstand this burden, so that he can be a reliable combat force in the future battle called Grand-Order.

He thought that he would no longer be groggy by the transfer of Lingzi, but now that he thought about it, it was probably because he was seriously injured before the transfer and was severely ischemia.

Yagi Yukisai looked around, and everywhere you could see was a roaring fire.

The sky seemed to be shrouded in this thick black smoke, and it was impossible to see clearly, the scattered sparks were burning in the storm of sulfur clouds, and in the dark smoke screen, the burnt black buildings could be faintly seen, and it was impossible to tell what the hell this place was.

However, now is not the time to care about this.

"Am I still alive?"

He immediately turned his attention to himself......

It's weird.

I first ate an explosion in front of the door, and my whole body was slightly burned, and a large piece of my lower abdomen was cut off by a splashed steel plate.

Touching the skin of your waist with your hands is a muscle that can only be associated with the word hard. Although Yagi Yukisai has undergone a certain amount of physical training and martial arts training as a magician, he has never exercised his body to such an exaggerated degree.

Moreover, just by breathing himself, he could feel the powerful magic flowing in his body, and the abundant magic power that spread throughout his limbs, made him almost doubt that he was still human.

At some point, his clothes also changed.

It was no longer the white and black royal uniform of the Chaldeans, but a long trench coat with a blue background, a black hood similar to a cloak draped over the shoulders, and even more strangely, leather gloves on the hands, the kind that were obviously not modern technology, and were stitched with coarse animal skins with an earthy yellow.

This set of equipment is obviously not what a master should wear.

If you have to say it......

On the contrary, it is more like a servant.

……

Heroic Spirit?

Yagi Yukisai smiled bitterly, he was really easy to think about it.

The fusion of servants and humans is simply unheard of.

Is it possible to succeed in this kind of example?

However, although this possibility is denied rationally, in the corner of my heart, I can't help but burn a little hope.

What if I really became a servant? Delusions.

"Well, it doesn't cost anything to try anyway, and if it really succeeds, it will be amazing."

As if trying to persuade his own reason, he closed his eyes like an idiot and tried to sketch out the weapon in his mind.

Assuming that he really fused with the Servant with the invisible weapon, then he must have used that sword, right?

Amazingly, when the idea of [weapon] popped into his mind, his first reaction was [sword]. And when the concept of the sword emerges, it seems to be perceived.

"Is it here?"

He reached out to his side, where it should have been empty, and shook it......

"It hurts!"

In the next instant, blood flowed from his hand.

It was as if some kind of blade had cut the glove and cut the palm of the hand.

However, thanks to the bleeding wrist and the blood sticking to the translucent weapon, a little outline can be seen somewhat, which is the [blade] part of the weapon that resembles a sword.

"Hey, hey, are there any worse servants than me?! I was actually cut off by my own weapon?! ”

While complaining to himself, he picked up the [sword] again, and waved it casually, testing his strength.

Although he has not systematically studied swordsmanship, as a part of the talisman technique, he has dabbled in it to some extent.

The right hand turned to the position of the hilt, and the transparent blade whirled and whirled, lifting the dirt on the ground into the air.

The body is unexpectedly powerful.

With a casual swing, the sword didn't touch the ground and swept the dirt away. Also, you don't feel tired.

The sleepiness at the beginning seems to have completely disappeared now, and my physical condition has never been better.

Yukisai Yagi simply did a whole set of tests, just like a physical examination, and it took about 5 minutes to test, and the preliminary conclusion was ......

"Is it true that I am no longer human, but a Servant-like being?"

Either way, the data far exceeds the records of Yukisai Yagi himself. When he did the fitness test with Dr. Romani before, he still remembered his results. Compared to the current one, it is simply the difference between a salted fish and a shark.

This body is full of power.

"Yes...... Did the Servant protect me? I remember, the woman in black called him [Holy Sword Messenger]? So ......"

Standing up, Yagi Yukisai put away the joking expression on his face, put his face seriously, folded his hands, and bowed slightly to the servant who didn't know where to go.

"Thank you. Unknown Holy Sword Messenger. I don't know exactly what's going on, though...... But, I swear to you, I'm going to turn it all around for you. And then—well, we'll talk about it then. Now doesn't seem to be the time to be sentimental. ”

He narrowed his eyes, and under the soft black hair, there were pure eyes.

In those eyes as dark as night, some kind of surging monster was clearly reflected.

It was a skeletal being, gray in shape, holding what seemed to be a weapon in its hand, and it poured out of the burning city from afar.

Probably some kind of demonic man. You can feel the magic in them...... There is also an ominous atmosphere.

I am afraid that the main culprits who caused the city fires are inseparable from their owners.

"Are you here to welcome my team? Then I'll bother. ”

Saying slightly frivolous words, Yagi Yukisai narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed the hilt of his sword with both hands, and rushed towards the other party.