As the dazzling light dissipated, Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes adjusted to the strong wind, and then he could see the person clearly.
She is wearing a blue miko uniform, lined with a long black skirt, has pink hair that is reminiscent of honey, and a pair of beautiful fox ears sticking out from her hair. With an expectant look on her face, Fujimaru Ritsuka
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have seen this face somewhere before...
etc……
this is not……
"Ah!!! It's the miko fox from that time! The one who cooked in Chaldea! A super luxurious seafood pot, right?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka thought of the sea through the color blue, seafood through the sea, seafood hotpot, and then thought of her.
A philosopher once said... In fact, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know whether a philosopher really said it, or whether she just made up a philosophical statement in her head and mistakenly thought it was said by someone. Anyway, she felt that
: Only at this level can human imagination make such a leap.
Of course, she didn't know that the random foodie theory in her mind unexpectedly coincided with the famous sayings of a famous Chinese thinker.
"Ah! You still remember me! Little Master~~I am so happy, Tamamo-chan!"
Ah, maybe some people have forgotten that Kiyohime once got a Holy Grail from nowhere and then held a Chaldean cooking competition, but it ended inexplicably in the end.
The summoned servants all returned to the Hall of Valor.
Of course, including this fleeting vixen, Tamamo Mae.
I don’t know since when, vixen has always been referred to as a beautiful woman.
Specifically, is it because vixen refers to beautiful women, so there are many subsequent rumors and anecdotes?
Or is it because there really were foxes who cultivated themselves into beauties and brought trouble to the palace, and then vixens were called synonymous with beautiful women? Then I don’t know.
But there is only one thing that everyone knows very well. No matter what her personality is like or how many bad things she has done, a woman who is called a vixen must at least be a beauty. If she is ugly, no one will call her a vixen. It would be too embarrassing for the fox.
Speaking of vixens, there are many rumors in both China and Japan.
For example, in the Chinese legend, Daji, who brought trouble to the palace, was a vixen. In Journey to the West, the concubine of the Bull Demon King was a jade-faced vixen. There are many other images of vixens in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. For another example, Tamamo Mae in the Japanese legend is a vixen.
In addition, Japan generally believes that foxes are sacred animals that guard shrines, and they like tofu and other inexplicable settings. Then there are also monster legends such as pipe foxes and fox fires. In terms of types,
, indeed much more inexplicable than China’s.
Speaking of the famous vixen, Fujimaru Ritsuka's first reaction was...
"Tamamo-mae... is it Tamamo-mae?"
"Uh-huh! Your peace of mind and trust, Tamamo-chan, are talking about me! Uh-huh! By the way, this spirit formation can actually accommodate my spirit base... It looks like..."
The miko fox, who called herself Tamamo Ko, raised her head and looked at Circe hovering in the sky.
Probably, this is the so-called special feeling between casters, right? Tamamo-mae squinted her eyes, as if the character in Dragon Ball was sizing up the opponent's combat power. Then Tamamo-mae breathed a sigh of relief, as if she saw a scumbag with a combat power of only five.
"Hmm! It looks like there is a pretty good caster here!"
Only then did she finish the second half of the sentence with a contemptuous smile and peace of mind.
Ah, I must explain here that Tamamo-mae does not mean to look down on Circe, nor is she talking about her level of magic.
But...
As a good wife (self-proclaimed), she has a very good level of vision. She can tell at a glance that although the other person's magical attainments are quite excellent, they are not inferior to her. But - as a cook, as a cook, as a
My wife is really far behind me. Although I am just a newcomer, I am much better than her.
Feel at ease, feel at ease.
Tamamo-mae originally prepared two sentences for the second half of the sentence. One sentence has already been said, and the other sentence she wants to say: [It seems that there are also good wife servants like Tamamo-chan here! 】
Needless to say, the second part is really great!
By the way, Circe, floating in the sky, also instinctively felt the crisis. The female sixth sense instinctively told her that this woman was very dangerous.
First of all, as a carnivore, foxes are not naturally well adapted to eagles.
Secondly! In legends, vixens have always been responsible for seducing men... Circe wondered in her heart: Could it be that this man would also steal his dear one?
In short, because of their respective moods, one maintained a solemn mood and the other maintained a peaceful mood.
The sky gradually darkened, and gloomy rain clouds gradually drifted over from the south. It was obvious that at the special point shrouded in magic fog, the sky gradually turned from deep purple to dark black, and there were vaguely undead ghosts at work. Fujimaru stood
Xiang shivered. For some reason, she always felt a little uncomfortable.
Goosebumps spread all over my body. You must know that the Chaldean Master's uniform has magical properties. It can not only protect against regular sword cuts, but also has the function of keeping warm.
Wearing such clothes, the goosebumps on your body are naturally not caused by the cold...
Tamamozen's relaxed expression suddenly turned solemn. The same was true for Circe. The two of them had no time to take into account their attitudes toward each other and gathered together. Tamamozen took out several charms from his sleeves, and Circe also raised his cane.
Sakata Kintoki picked up the axe. As one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Yoriko during the Heian Period, he killed countless evil spirits as a ghost hunter. Naturally, he could clearly sense the evil spirits in the air.
That kind of frightening pressure that even a heroic man like Kintoki would try to escape from his heart.
I have never seen such evil spirit.
From the sky, heavy steps came.
From the earth, heavy steps came.
From the end of his sight, heavy steps could be heard.
Step by step, the sky is trembling, the earth is trembling. People... are also trembling.
That's a monster with a bull's head.
The Bull-Headed King...
Fujimaru Ritsuka was unable to breathe due to this pressure...
"Escape...must escape..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka has no intention of fighting it.
Just looking at those golden eyes, one cannot feel any resistance at all.
Did you sense the intention to escape?
The speed of the bull-headed monster increased rapidly, and with lightning speed, it had already rushed in front of everyone! The long iron rod in its hand struck head-on!
Sakata Kintoki didn't dare to respond, so he hugged Fujimaru Ritsuka and ran out. The long stick fell on the ground, and there was only a roar. The earth cracked, and deep ravines tore open the earth. The roar rolled up the dust and swallowed it up in one breath.