Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-ninth, the longevity, is this to be given for nothing?
As mentioned before, summoning heroic spirits is not a complicated matter and does not require much preparation. It only requires a summoning formation, a summoning spell and a master who can serve as the master.
So after waiting patiently until two o'clock in the morning, Lin Ling stood in front of the completed summoning formation and began to sing softly.
"Declare that you obey my orders, and my fate is with your sword..."
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"I am willing to accomplish all the good deeds in the world, and I am willing to punish all the evil deeds in the world..."
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"You are the Seven Heavens who are surrounded by the three great speaking spirits, coming from the Wheel of Suppression, the guardian of the scales..."
Sections of mantras were chanted from Lin Ling's mouth. As the last byte fell, Lin Ling felt that the spiritual power in his body was rushing to an unknown place at an extremely fast speed in an instant. However,
Before he could carefully sense the whereabouts of the spiritual power, Lin Ling's spirit suddenly became enlightened.
Reality seemed to be far away at this moment, and his spirit was as hazy as if he were in an illusion. Lin Ling didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know what exactly happened. His whole consciousness was as chaotic and fuzzy as if he was in a dream.
"...promise..."
"Getting into...the roots..."
"I...wait for you to come here..."
Something sounded in his ears, like waking up from a nightmare, and Lin Ling's consciousness suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes that he had closed for some time, and saw that the summoning array in front of him had responded, and the dazzling
White light illuminated the room, and a shadow above the summoning array gradually solidified.
"How can a sinner like me... be worthy of being reborn in the world as a knight..."
The vague sigh carries a touch of self-mockery, but also seems to contain irresolvable melancholy.
The man in the formation is wearing white armor, and his whole body is shrouded in an intractable melancholy. His hair color is purple, which also shows melancholic temperament, and his eyes are the same color as his hair color.
This thing...
Before he had time to think about what happened just now, Lin Ling's eyes fell on the man and he instinctively judged the man's identity.
The man also saw Lin Ling, and then he suppressed the self-mockery in his eyes, put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and asked in a very respectful tone: "Excuse me, are you my master?
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"Well, I am indeed your master. Hello, my name is Kaede Kamikawa. I am very happy to be able to fight side by side with you in the next days." Although I haven't guessed who the person in front of me is yet, it doesn't matter.
Lin Ling immediately showed a gentle smile and said.
After hearing the definite answer, he just bowed slightly and suddenly knelt on the ground, saying: "So, the contract is completed! My name is Lancelot, and I come to this battle as a Saber. I will become a weapon in your hands.
The sword will win you the final victory!"
Damn it! Gladiolus?!
No, can Gladiolus be produced in the Holy Grail War? Isn’t it said that only Crazy Orchid can be produced?
Is there a bug in the prize pool?
Lin Ling admitted that he was confused for a moment, but the next second he laughed and said: "Flower of Knights? It seems that my luck is as good as ever! I feel like I can get your help
We are a big step closer to winning the Holy Grail War!" No matter what he thought in his heart, at least on the surface Lin Ling was very happy and was not stingy with his praise and recognition.
There is no way, others don’t know it clearly, doesn’t he? Lancelot is a guy who is strong and strong, but he is a person with serious self-destructive tendencies! If you don’t praise more now and express your approval, you can meet him later
What should I do if my king commits suicide?
"It's an honor for me to be praised by you, Master, but I may not be as good as you said." Lancelot was slightly taken aback by Lin Ling's straightforward words, and then he said humbly.
, with a bit of self-deprecation in his tone.
Lin Ling felt a slight stomach ache when he saw this. Naturally, Lin Ling had some understanding of Lancelot, the flower of knights under King Arthur and the strongest knight of the round table known as the 'Knights on the Lake.
Therefore, he knew very well how serious the tendency of self-destruction was for Lancelot, who had become the beginning of the disintegration of the Knights of the Round Table because he had betrayed the King of Silly Hair.
Even Lin Ling remembered that in the official introduction, the reason why Lancelot wanted to get the Holy Grail was because he wanted to go back to the past, die under the sword of King Da Mao, and atone for what he had done.
That's right, in other words, in this five battles with the existence of the stupid king, once Lancelot fights against the stupid king, it will be for nothing.
Even if it was just based on his own strength, Lancelot would be a perfect match against King Da Mao.
How...unlucky this is!
By the way, why did he summon the gladiolus for the woolen thread?
Do he and Gladiolus have such a good compatibility?
Lin Ling fell into thinking.
However, although he was puzzled by the matter of summoning Gladiolus, this obviously did not prevent Lin Ling from trying to pull Lancelot out of the self-destructed pool.
So after Lancelot finished his self-deprecating words, Lin Ling patted him on the shoulder, casually pulled him up again, and said: "Don't belittle yourself, Saber. I believe in your strength, and so do I."
You can bring victory to me!"
He raised his lips and smiled again, looked directly into Lancelot's eyes and asked: "Does it mean that Saber doesn't have the confidence to bring victory to me?"
"No, Master!" Looking directly into Lin Ling's eyes and seeing the undisguised trust in them, Lancelot pursed his lips and said confidently: "I will definitely bring you victory!"
"I believe you!" Lin Ling said, but immediately tried to use the master's authority to check various aspects of Lancelot's parameters.
"Strength:a
Durability:a
Agility:a
Magic:b
Lucky:b
Noble Phantasm: a"
Ah, isn’t this data a bit too good?
No, it’s too much!
If he remembered correctly, the strength of the servant is directly proportional to the master, then...
Thoughts flashed in Lin Ling's eyes, but the smile on his face remained unchanged. He looked at Lancelot, feeling the aura on his body, and suddenly said: "Saber, I want to spar with you, is that okay?"
"Huh?" Lancelot suddenly looked confused.
After a few seconds, he looked at Lin Ling's expression that didn't look like he was joking, and then said solemnly: "Master, are you serious?"
"Of course!" Lin Ling nodded matter-of-factly and said, "If you want to judge where you stand in this Holy Grail War, the best way is to personally learn from the strength of the followers!"
"But..." Lancelot frowned and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lin Ling.
He said: "And only by accurately judging my strength can we make more accurate plans for the next battle, right? I don't intend to just be a guy who is always being protected. What I want is to fight side by side with you, Saber."
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"Victory brings glory, of course, it is most perfect if the master and the servant win it together."
And he can also judge whether some of his guesses are correct based on this.