Spearman’s Growth Story

The exhaustion that I haven’t felt for a long time rise in the mind, Zhao Huang squatted down and slowly injected the magical power within the body into the ground veins.

“To put it simply is to feed back, and to put it more complicatedly, I want to make a wish to continue the planet’s life and mysterious existence. The future of mankind must be in the hands of those who walk in the forefront. However, this is not It means that there is no need for us old people to exist. Just like this, we can still pay or watch for their development. So, let the mysterious keep it for a while. Let the heroic spirits become more people in need The power of the people cleared them away from the obstacles on the road.”

This is the wish that Zhao Huang thought of temporarily, but also the wish he thought of after seeing Amakusa’s death.

As long as mysterious and Gaia can continue to exist, then the prosperity of humanity is inevitable.

After a short while, Zhao Huang stood up and squeezed out the remaining magic power, forming a pure white ball of light.

“As for the remaining magic power…that’s it. ――Masters who are still alive, if you have the desire to open the hole to the root cause, you can come over and make a wish. Hope. These magic powers are enough.”

After shouting hello, Zhao Huang placed the ball of light on the ground and then sat aside.

Although it was only a short day, the mental exhaustion was no less than that in Troy.

Looking at the four lord who lived to the last of the fragments of the Holy Grail he left with their faces tense, Zhao Huang thought for a while and looked up at the sky.

This is a broken but beautiful world, a world that can be accepted equally whether it is good or evil.

Generation after generation, people have given everything to survive here.

In order to extend the hand toward something that seems to be reachable, whether it is a magician or a heroic spirit, all stretched out their hands toward the Holy Grail.

Unfortunately, the Holy Grail is what it is after all.

In the end, the process of extend the hand may be the key to help people realize their wishes.

[Forget it, I think so much. 】

Shaking his head, Zhao Huang stood up.

Maybe he should also try, extend the hand.

Turning his back to the slightly red morning light, looking towards Jeanne, who has something to say but hesitates, Zhao Huang stretched his waist and asked:

“Is there anything I can do for you?”

[Picture: The hand stretched out is not long enough! 】

PS: Tonight, I will see the doctor.

The 052 short trip ends here

The day when the battle ended was the most relaxing day Zhao Huang spent in this World.

He who got the body, with the technique of the Great Saint Cup buried within the body, could directly materialize his soul, superimpose the power of the heroic spirit with the posture of a human, and then get infinite in this World life.

However, Zhao Huang’s ambition is not here.

Even if you can live here, what can you do?

This World is very beautiful, but it is only temporary.

The calamity of people’s fire, if left alone, will spread here sooner or later.

Then, burn this World thoroughly.

Because this World is a beautiful world, Zhao Huang has to move on.

He has to work harder to become stronger, strong enough to be called by the last master of mankind.

…Strong enough to defeat the guy who caused people to be burned and almost denied the existence of his Boss.

In this case, he can protect it.

Whether it is a human being or someone.

“…huh, this way, it’s over here.”

relaxed, Gold patted his fat belly.

For him, an alchemist who specializes in artificial human technology, it is undoubtedly difficult to repair something.

Even if you can direct the cyborg to help him do most of the things, and keep busy for ten hours, it still makes him somewhat overwhelmed.

“――”

Looking back at the red berserker and Saintess Joan of Arc working with the androids in the vicinity, Gold tried hard to suppress the idea of ​​rest .

As long as the Great Saint Cup is still there, ruler can extend the duration of existence through reasonable application.

And Joan of Arc’s request to “help the Magic Association repair the town and reduce the impact on normal life”, how could he not get Zhao Huang’s consent.

Zhao Huang, who was determined to take the initiative to extend the hand, agreed to Joan’s request as a good start. So he and Jeanne relied on the power of the servants to join the repair team.

The battle was refreshed for a while, and I was tired to rest.

Cover the ground with turf catalyzed by alchemy, fill up the potholes, bury the ravines blasted by the Treasure Item, disperse the high concentration of magic factors in the air, etc…

These things were originally things that the supervisors of the Templar Church should contact to do.