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Chapter 41 Class Cards

Saber did not lose her fighting spirit because her armor was destroyed by Crounpisi. She raised the black holy sword, kicked off her feet, glided over the water, and struck Crounpisi on the shoulder with one sword.

"Saw."

"Dang!" Crounpisi immediately raised the soul-eating staff and deflected Saber's sword.

"Although I don't know what's going on, this Saber seems to be irrational. Is it because of this? The precognitive eye can see her future - even if it's less than a second."

I just committed suicide and was resurrected. Maybe all the Servants of the Holy Grail War exist in this unknown unreal space. Maybe they will be resurrected no matter how they are defeated. Then kill one of them myself and see the resurrection process with my own eyes. Maybe there will be some clues.

If you think about it this way——

"There's no need for me to have sex with Saber here, right? Let's find a soft persimmon first, bye!"

When Saber withdrew the holy sword and prepared for the next attack, Crownpis teleported away.

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"Oh, there is a suitable opponent here." After escaping from Weiyuanchuan and passing through Warehouse Street, he found a servant worthy of his abuse.

The real body cannot be seen. The opponent is hiding motionless in an unnatural black magic mass in a school playground on the ground.

"Yoshi, I decided to use you for an experiment."

"[The most enhanced three-level magic·Meteorite falling]!"

"[The most enhanced three-level magic·Meteorite falling]!"

"[The most enhanced three-level magic·Meteorite falling]!"

"[The most enhanced three-level magic·Meteorite falling]!"

If what happened that night happened in the real world, it would be an absolute spectacle, and it would become absolutely big news that cannot be covered up.

More than a dozen meteorites visited Fuyuki City almost at the same time!

Warehouse Street and the surrounding area have been completely replaced by multiple craters.

"I killed it beautifully, but... obviously these heroic spirits are all around level 100, but why are they so easy to kill? It took me so much effort even though the Dragon King of the Decadent Coffin is less than level 100. It should be more than just

Isn't the spiritual core equivalent to a weakness?" Crounpis tilted her head and thought.

If I have to say it, this involves [Enemy Scanning]'s criteria for determining the target level. It can be said that the various experiences and legendary deeds of these heroic spirits during their lives have brought them extremely high professional levels, but their HP correction is quite high.

Few types.

If Crounpisi uses the level and numerical ratio of itself or the Dragon King as a reference object, and wants to find the object that best meets the [enemy scan] criteria for determining the level of this type of target, it should be an existence with an absolutely advanced racial level, such as El.

Existences like Quit and Eltruki.

However, Crounpis had no intention of trying to contact these True Ancestor bosses, and turned her gaze back——

Crounpisi sensed the place where the light particles that someone turned into magic power dissipated, and gently swayed her wings and landed in the huge pit that was still steaming.

"This is?" She walked to the place where the guy died and disappeared, and found a card lying on the ground. The card depicted a spearman, with the word "rider" underneath.

At the same time, it seems that the surrounding magic is converging on this card, and the magic in the earth's veins is also seeping out, as if it is giving life to the heroic spirit depicted on this card.

"This is... a class card?"

Crounpisi hugged her chest, sat down cross-legged, and began to think.

In other words, this place is formed by class cards - a mirror world that does not exist in reality?

Then he is also a class card hero?

Why am I conscious?

Is it because I was not a regular Servant but was forced to participate in the Holy Grail War? After all, I did not take on any role, so I just inserted myself into this world and occupied the position of Assassin.

I am afraid that after being killed by Gilgamesh and disappearing, he will not "return" to the Hall of Valor like a regular servant, but will wander around like an evil spirit looking for a reasonable existence to continue to appear.

During this time, I have been trying to fully digest the servants who seem to be giving me indigestion.

Then, my existence is completed simultaneously with the class card that appears here.

"In this case, the way to return to the real world..." Crounpis recalled the streets of Fuyuki City with people coming and going, and then deployed the magic circle——

"[Portal]."

invalid.

"Why?" Crounpis racked his brains to recall the setting of "Magical Girl Illya".

It's a pity that although there are many anime settings in the human memory, that person is not obsessed with the settings. Besides, whether level magic can fit in with the settings here is also a problem.

"In that case, there is——"

Crownpis stood up, flew up with a slight click, and flew through a stream of light back to the place where she first woke up, into the lush woods in the suburbs.

"As expected, it is still comfortable here. Since I woke up here, then the leyline here is the most suitable for me. Recall that according to the information obtained from the Holy Church, this is a fat node on the Fuyuki leyline."

She landed on the grass in the forest and released her own magic tree body, causing it to completely burrow into the ground the moment it appeared, directly going deep into the earth's veins to absorb magic power to prevent the ecology on the ground from being destroyed. She sat down where she was and started from infinity.

He took out the identification crystal from his backpack, snapped his fingers with his other hand, and opened the golden vortex of the captured "Treasure House of the King".

She took out a golden dagger from it. This was a lottery-like grabbing method, because she had no way of shooting the designated treasure phantom out of it.

I really don’t know how Gilgamesh managed to fire the Noble Phantasm like crazy. When the “King’s Treasure House” was in the hands of Crownpis, it was nothing more than a warehouse full of treasures.

"[Advanced Prop Appraisal]. This dagger has no other benefits besides being sharper."

Putting the dagger aside, this time he planned to take out a long-handled weapon. He reached into the golden vortex and touched, touched, and touched, and finally pulled out a silver long-handled scythe.

"[Advanced Prop Appraisal]. Wow, it can actually unleash a slash across space, win the prize, win the prize... No, that, but I don't know how to use it, okay... next one."

This time, Crounpisi found something that looked even more familiar.

"[Advanced Props Appraisal]. Ah, Fang Tian's painted halberd, why are there even Chinese products..."

Since there is no other way, Crounpisi has no choice but to study the "King's Treasure House" to pass the time. Fortunately, the "King's Treasure House" is endless, even if every treasure phantom is in your hands, Crounpisi will waste time.

It takes less than ten seconds, and I don’t know how many years it would take to go through it all.

Since the class card is here, someone will come to collect it sooner or later. Just waiting is enough.


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