Chapter 773: Be my walk... Follower

? Fuyuki City, Fukayama Town!
Compared with the high-rise buildings of Xindu, Shenshan Town is much deserted, without the urgency of the fast-paced city, and some are just quiet and peaceful away from the noise.
A black phantom swept across the surface, covered by the shadows of trees on both sides of the asphalt road. It was silent and extremely fast, and it would be difficult to be noticed if it was not deliberately paid attention to.
Throwing away the pursuers behind him, Caster didn't have the slightest joy. Greater fear lingered in his heart. The enemy chasing her was not only Lancer, but two others were approaching quickly.
"Damn it! Why do bad things always happen to me..." I was chased by Lancer in the worst condition, and finally got rid of Lancer, and encountered another pair of masters and slaves. Caster only felt bad luck today.
The enemy's tracking ability caused Caster to complain, and the interference magic left along the way was not effective at all, and the distance between the two sides kept shortening. She has speculated in her heart that if the enemy is not using the treasure to track and lock the enemy, it means that the enemy has extremely high magical attainments.
Either way, the current Caster can't find a way to break the game, the magic is exhausted, and it is her limit to maintain her own existence in this world. A battle really takes place and Caster, who can't use magic, is probably not even comparable to ordinary people.
Finally, when passing through a forest, the little magic power remaining in Caster's body was exhausted. Unable to maintain a dormant state, wearing a dark purple cloak, he staggered forward two steps and sat down against a big tree.
"This wood is the end of this Holy Grail battle... I'm so unwilling!"
There must be memories to kill in a bento, and Caster is no exception. An unbearable life flashes in her mind, making her hate that fate is so unfair.
"In the end, it's the same ending, being arbitrarily expelled, being used by others, and being contemptuous as a traitor... I clearly just want to win this war and return to my hometown."
The hometown Caster refers to is the hometown where she was happy before the start of her unfortunate life. At that time, she was still a carefree princess, with a happy family that she wanted so much now, and a goddess teacher who devoted herself to teaching magic.
Whoosh!
The strong wind hit, and two afterimages fell on the open space in front of Caster. It was Duke and Lancelot. Lancelot was put on a purple-black armor that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. The identity of the master and the servant is clear at a glance. .
"Finally stopped, I thought you would run to Yuanzang Mountain!" When Duke said this, he was really relieved, and he was going to reach Wei Gong's house a little further, and he could avoid it at this point in time. Avoid it.
Caster didn't speak, ignoring Duke and Lancelot, and quietly looked up at the sky, seeming to sense her sadness, and God's face was raining.
Although it was showers, the rainfall was obviously increasing. A line of raindrops fell from the sky, the cloak was wet, and the rain fell along the cheeks, making it impossible to tell whether it was mixed with tears.
"Master, do you want to remove her?"
"No, she is the magician of God's Generation. I need her ability." Duke said concisely, without concealing it at all.
In fact, he can pretend to be the kind of stable man like Soichiro Gemu, and use his mature and reliable strategy to attack Caster. It was just that he was very repulsive of deceptive approach, and disdain to put a layer of disguise on himself, so he gave up the fastest way to achieve his goal.
Caster's body trembled, and anger rose in her heart. She had a strong sense of disgust for men who planned to use her, and of course put Duke in the disgusting category.
"Master, do you know her real name?" Lancelot twitched, why do you know everything?
"Princess Colchis in Greek mythology, Medea the Betrayal Witch!" Duke said he had walked right in front of Caster, and invited from a condescending command: "Are you interested in doing my walk...A follower?" After winning this battle, you can use the Holy Grail to fulfill your wishes."
Caster's sight of looking up at the sky was blocked, and he let out a cold snort, not wanting to say a word to Duke, even if his real name was revealed, he didn't take it seriously.
Duke spread his hands together and seemed to be hated!
When Lancelot came to Duke, he took a look at Caster, who was stained with blood and was obviously injured. A servant with poor melee combat ability can actually escape from Lancer's gun, which is incredible to Lancelot.
"Master! With all due respect, she is a very dangerous woman. It is unreasonable to want to subdue her." Lancelot shook his head. He had heard of Medea's name. The witch was not called for nothing, in Greek mythology. Zhong is a cruel, unscrupulous, wicked woman who uses all kinds of tricks and is not an ideal candidate for followers.
She lacks loyalty!
"Really? I think it's very individual!"
Lancelot didn't understand, but Duke knew very well that Medea's unscrupulous character was formed against his own destiny. Due to the continuous betrayal, the soul was injured, and she also fell into a witch who is good at betrayal. The essence is an immature girl's heart, as long as she gets her trust, she will do her best to give everything, loyalty naturally requires as much.
"You want to be my master?" Caster finally said.
Duke smiled and nodded: "Yes, you are the magician I have encountered closest to the magician. I am very interested in the knowledge you have."
"Didn't you have a follower, why are you looking for me for fear that he will betray you?" Caster said sarcastically.
"No, Xiaolan is different from you. He will help me win on the battlefield. You are different. I don’t need you to fight for me and become my servant. Give me the knowledge you have as a deal. At the price, I will share the victory with you."
"Hehehe, knowing I am a betrayal witch, and dare to ask me to be a follower, should you say that you are naive or bold?" Caster continued to mock Duke, but it sounded more like self-deprecating: "My previous master died It was killed by me. So you should understand. If you want to be my master, you must be ready to be betrayed by me at any time."
Caster smiled contemptuously at the corner of her mouth, waiting for Duke to show a look of astonishment, she longed to see this scene. Those who are self-righteous and confident that they can control her will not end well.
"Yes, your betrayal is always welcome."
Contrary to Caster's expectation, Duke nodded without hesitation.
"Did you not hear clearly, I said, I killed my master!" Caster was a little surprised and emphasized again.
"I heard, what does it matter? That guy must be too weak, if it is the devil, he would not care about the betrayal of the witch." Duke said naturally.
"Hehe, so to speak, there is still a demon in front of me?"
"The devil is not counted as a devil at best."
"The devil and the witch, the truth matches!"
Listening to Duke's words, the expressions of the two servants present were different, Caster dismissed it, while Lancelot nodded with deep sympathy, and glanced at Caster with sympathy.
Sad guy, do you think you are a bastard?
No, that's because you haven't met the Master yet!
"Well, since you have no objection, let's sign the contract now!" Duke said, and in Caster's exclamation, he lifted the hood that covered her face.
It was an unusually beautiful face, with delicate features that didn't need to be said. It had pointed ears that were clearly different from ordinary people, and there was a braid around the left ear. The sky blue long hair and pupils looked a little girlish, and the purple lip gloss forced her maturity.
A cloud of shadow flashed in Caster's eyes and angrily said, "Asshole, what are you doing?"
"It's a witch, more beautiful than I thought. Introduce myself, my name is Duke, and I am the Master you will serve next." Duke raised his hand and touched Caster's forehead with his fingertips.
The latter was struggling to dodge, and froze because of the surging magic power flowing into his body.
What is this, magic?
How could it be possible that this terrifying magic power alone is a god-like powerhouse in the age of mythology... Now that magic has fallen, why is there such a monster?
The endless stream of magic power poured into ~EbookFREE.me~ The wounds healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Trying to pry into the total amount of magic remaining in Duke's body, I found that nothing was visible, endless endless, there was no end in sight. .
After completing the magic power in Caster's body, Duke stopped: "Where is the master-slave contract? For the magician of God, it shouldn't be difficult to draw up a contract?"
Caster didn't rush to take out the contract. After putting his hood back on, he asked in a daze, "What are you? Are you really a magician of this age?"
"Replace it like a fake, hurry up, I can't wait to want your knowledge."
Caster regrets a bit. Duke's strength made her unexpected. If the other party issues an order against her will, how should she respond? Can you succeed if you betray?
If you are a demon king, you won't care about the betrayal of the witch!
Caster finally understood why Duke was so confident, because he didn't care at all!
(End of this chapter)