Comprehensive manga: Saiki Kusuo, starting from tearing apart heroic spirits

But if the fire burns on yourself, the solution is simple, just put it out.

Seeing Artoria holding a coin in one hand and a bamboo stick in the other staring at him menacingly, Saiki Kusuo did not panic at all.

At this moment, he was as steady as an old dog, showing a confident smile, slowly came to the food stall, and reached out to take out a thousand yen bill from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

"This should be the cost of this skewer of takoyaki, please have two more skewers of takoyaki, the taste is very good, I hope it can be more delicious!" Seeing

that the boss took the thousand yen bills and found more than 100 yen in change, Saiki Kusuo waved his hand at the boss, and said in a grand manner that there was no need to look for it!

In this way, although the takoyaki was ordered by Saber, the cost was paid by him, from the general theory of relativity, the Pythagorean law and objective facts.

This string of takoyaki should be his thing, and it went directly from him snatching food to treating him, and the "fire" that burned on his body was naturally extinguished.

"I'm really a genius when I'm observant!" Qi

Mu Nan gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

It's just that, in fact, he only cares about appreciating the quarrel between father and daughter, how can he have the leisure to observe the surroundings.

The reason for being able to discover all this is still due to the superpower of [telepathy]!

"You guy...",

watching the situation that was originally favorable to him change in an instant, and then looking at Mordred's smug smile of dazzling (dog) martial arts (battle) and raising (human) power (power).

She couldn't help but want to give this guy a punch to let herself taste defeat again.

"Despicable father, shameless father, obviously our takoyaki, and you want to teach me a lesson in turn, be really hypocritical!" Listening to

Mordred's series of words that seemed to be revenge, Artoria was also full of black lines.

This Mordred, even if his personality was a little bad before, he wasn't so bad that he was.

In the past, Mordred was an unqualified knight at best, but now, no matter how you look at it, she looks like the kind of horseman under the boss!

"Hmph

!" "Ellie, let's go!" Artoria

snorted coldly, and then turned her head and took her pseudo-master's hand and left, although she still wanted to continue arguing with them for a few words, but considering that she might need the help of this master in the future.

Or give up the idea in her heart, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too competitive, and she knows that.

...... Ask for five stars....

Tosaka House.

After an hour of fighting, Tosaka Shichen collapsed weakly on the sofa, looking at Yan Feng Qili who was slowly leaving, his eyes were full of despair.

Thinking of him as a magician, the Tosaka family lives in the Tosaka family, and vows to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Tosaka family to reach the [root] that has lasted for many years but has not been completed.

Such an orthodox magician with lofty ideals really didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to him.

"Brother Yan Feng Lizheng misunderstood me!" Obviously

, at this moment, Tosaka Shichen hated Yan Feng Lizheng, an old friend.

If you had said that your son was Gay, his self-proclaimed elegant Tosaka Tokitomi would definitely not accept Feng Qili as a disciple!"

I'm sorry, Aoi. "

I'm not a good husband.

"It's all Yan Fenglizheng's fault!"

he got up and sat on the sofa with difficulty, but the next moment, he was taught how to be a person by this action.

The "hiss!!

" pain made him gasp and make a great contribution to the global warming plan.

"It hurts, it hurts... It hurts!"

Tosaka Shichen's face was hideous, the chrysanthemums were broken, and the feeling of being hurt all over the ground made his face twitch constantly.

However, he still endured the severe pain and walked towards the living room.

Of course, this is not to find Yan Feng Qili, but to feel that he is in urgent need of treatment now, and he wants to find the gems he has prepared in advance.

A burst of pain came, and he couldn't help but think of Yan Fengqili's terrifying figure again, and he unconsciously shivered.

"Alas..."

Knowing that men would also encounter this kind of thing, he had long been wary of this apprentice, but now, regretting not being at the beginning!

Even if the chrysanthemum is full of wounds, he can only accept it.

Tosaka Toshitoki's faint sadness now, not everyone can understand...

............

It's night, tonight seems to be very peaceful, not at all like the previous two nights, the servant puts the battle directly on the surface, but the invisible danger is also quietly approaching everyone.

In a pitch-black and gloomy sewer, the corpse of the young child who had been carefully arranged on the wall in front of him disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint bloodstain of the "Sunshine Boy" Yusheng Ryunosuke knelt directly on the ground.

"It's too much, it's too much!"

"It's so bad that we have poured our souls into the art..."In

the end, the sunny boy even cried directly, and tears the size of beans kept sliding from the corners of his eyes, dripping in the stenching sewer.

"It's too much, is this what people do!"

Ryunosuke Yusheng kept hammering the ground with his hands, and sat down on the ground to express his sadness.

He didn't go home for only two days, but he just went out to replenish the supplies (hunting young children), and his home was stolen, no matter who it

was, he was very angry! Although it seems very hateful to say that the conqueror king stole his house, this is not the reason why he can hunt young children in Fuyuki City!

And Caster, who was following behind him, that is, Gil de Ray, saw that his dear friend and master was sad, and he also walked forward slowly, lifted his shoulders and comforted:

"Ryunosuke, there are only a small number of people who can understand true beauty and harmony.

"Rather, for most philistines, beauty is just an object to destroy.

Hearing this, Ryunosuke raised his head, tears still falling uncontrollably, but he also listened carefully to the teachings of this "senior" on his art.

"So we can't have too much love for the work, and if art is given a form, it will inevitably be destroyed.

"We, the creators, should enjoy the joy of the creative process even more!"

Ryunosuke Yusheng, who listened to the comfort, gradually regained his composure and stopped crying, but the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes still showed that he was still a little sad about the art he had worked so hard to create.

"Are you saying that we just need to continue to create and make up for the missing places?"

"That's right!"

Gilles de Ray replied affirmatively, and in the face of this lord who had the same interests as himself, he also showed a kind old man's smile

, and praised him: "Ryunosuke, you can always understand other people's words straightforwardly, which is a virtue..."