Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"The Dark Six......?"

Roland was speechless for a moment when he heard the name.

Although the two girls thought it was common knowledge, for him who was not from the Tsukihime world line, the name was just a casual corner in the setting collection.

"I remember that in the ranking listed by the church now, it is still the second place, right?"

Although the list given by the church was chaotic, it was not randomly arranged. Even if those who could take the seat were not pure Dead Apostles, they were basically related to them.

With the threat of the primate killer and the strong connection as the pet of Heiji, it was hard for Roland to imagine that anyone could squeeze Fufu out of the first place.

"In reality, the church's list does have a strong credibility."

Lorelaia nodded and said softly.

"But the first place here is not judged by threats or bloodlines, but because of its significance and importance to the Dead Apostle race."

-The Dark Six Kingship.

The original Dead Apostle.

All experiences are buried in history, and it is now in a state of resurrection.

According to rumors, when it is resurrected... it will lead the entire 27 ancestors of the dead apostles.

It is more orthodox than the White Wing Lord and the Black Princess, the real king of the dead apostles.

But just like the first seat of the Dark Six Kings, it was upgraded after removing some monsters that were not dead apostles.

The 27 ancestors here naturally cannot be the current 27 ancestors who literally include Ort, the Gem Master and other monsters, but specifically refer to the ancestral dead apostles who were promoted with the Principle Blood Ring.

But even so, it is already very scary.

After all, it is just a pile of scattered sand now. The 27 ancestors who are engaged in endless internal factional struggles most of the time can play a posture of confrontation in the confrontation between the two large forces of the Church and the Magic Association.

If they are successfully integrated, they will definitely become a major threat that cannot be ignored by human society.

This is not a groundless worry, but a lesson that must be prevented.

The last person who could do this was the Moon King. If it weren't for the high gold content of magic, the loser would be the human side.

From this point of view, the title of the first ancestor of the dead apostles is not an exaggeration.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Roland compared the few words in the church's information with reality, and looked up at Lorelaia in front of him.

"But even so, it's just a legend, right?"

"Yes," Altluqi confirmed Roland's judgment. "It claims to be in a state of resurrection, but no one knows or has any information about when it died."

"The identity of the first dead apostle is also the same. This ancient existence, but no dead apostle, even the ancestor, knows its true face."

Miss Heiji counted on her fingers and counted the doubts one by one.

Although they were born before the Common Era and have never occupied the mainstream society, the history and experience of the dead apostles are quite clear, and there is no complicated unofficial history at all.

On the one hand, the curse of immortality and the power beyond human beings are there. With such innate conditions, if they are more careful when eating and not so reckless, most of the dead apostles can live for hundreds of years.

Moreover, the oldest existences at the beginning of their history are still alive and well.

For example, Altluchi, who was created by Zhu Yue himself, and Baoshi Weng, who defeated Zhu Yue, are all witnesses of this period of history.

In this case, the ancestors of the new generation are fine, but the ancestors of the old era cannot be unknown.

Then, the girl gave a serious conclusion.

"Although it sounds reasonable, in fact, this guy's existence is full of strangeness."

"If that's the case, why is the seat of the Dark Six Kings higher than the Moon King?"

Roland still couldn't understand it.

Even Zhu Yue, who was regarded as the origin by the dead apostles, was only reserved for the third seat.

In the same situation of being resurrected and possibly making a comeback at any time, this legend that sounds like it is only a hair away from being fabricated and has never been confirmed by anyone, is even listed in the second place by the church, a position that is more important than Zhu Yue.

A king of dead apostles who has never appeared but is recognized as more powerful than Zhu Yue?

It doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it.

"Because of the White Winged Lord."

Lorelaia folded her hands in front of her chest and snorted coldly.

"For nearly a thousand years, in addition to fighting with the Black Princess faction, he has been tirelessly spreading the legend of the Dark Six Kingship."

White Winged Lord?

Roland was slightly startled.

"I don't know the specific situation at the beginning, but even if it was just a sensationalism at the beginning, after working hard for a thousand years, we can't help but face it."

Lorelaia frowned as she spoke.

"He has been trying to secretly work for the resurrection of the Dark Six and win over his companions. He seems to be very secretive about this. Although there is no evidence, at present, this name probably refers to the result of some kind of ritual."

"That explains why no relevant deeds have been passed down, but he is in the process of revival from death."

"I see, no wonder..."

Roland touched his chin and pondered.

A simple legend is one thing, but the ideal that made the White Winged Duke fight for a thousand years is another.

Compared with the Moon King, whose hope of resurrection is slim, the White Winged Duke, who can't be conquered for the time being and can only watch his actions, is more worthy of vigilance.

However, Roland is more curious about the White Winged Duke's actions.

He is obviously going to do something big, but he actively spreads the existence of The Dark Six, so that the enemy knows his purpose clearly. At first glance, it is indeed quite subtle.

But on the other hand, if the White Winged Duke did not use his constant failures and efforts to strengthen this impression, the Dark Six Kingship would not have become a rule that even the church takes seriously.

This practice of quietly turning some ambiguous conclusions into common sense gave Roland, who had just experienced the Magical Forbidden, a familiar sense of déjà vu.

When Aleister was planning for the future, he used the technique called Prototype Control to divide magic and science into a conceptual boundary.

The behavior of the White Winged Duke is also similar.

In fact, the process of gradually condensing a common understanding in the process of multiple parties participating in a certain event is the foundation for the establishment of prototype control.

Although he does not have the talent and skills of Aleister, relying on his long life and perseverance, it is still enough for Bai Yigong to use this relatively clumsy method to achieve the same result.

Moreover, good methods certainly have their advantages, and stupid methods are not without their charms.

From another perspective, this kind of slow and steady behavior is more suitable for Bai Yigong as a dead apostle.

This kind of plan that needs to be laid out with the changes of the times and is not threatening, at least you don’t have to worry about Alaya sending the guardian directly to your doorstep and taking it all away.

"It seems that I need to change my mind a little bit."

Roland said thoughtfully.

The Type-Moon world has almost become synonymous with the fate side now. Compared with the various heroic spirits and treasures, the Moon Princess side, which lags behind in commercialization, gives people a very simple feeling.

But as the first work of the company's official establishment and a big hit, the efforts and inspirations poured into it by the creators are no less than those of the other side.

It doesn't make sense that a group of dead apostles who live in reality, have participated in wars with UO, and have first-class servants at the beginning of their strength must be weaker than FGO in their ability to cause trouble.

But Altluqi obviously took this as a compliment to the White Winged Duke.

"To persevere in this ancient and moldy ritual, at most it means that it is just an arrogant paranoid."

The girl shrugged her nose and looked quite unhappy.

"It's a very accurate evaluation."

Lorelaia nodded, looking very agreeable.

The long ponytail swayed gently as her head moved up and down.

"But no matter what, even if it is just a paranoid delusion, as long as the White Winged Duke wants to complete it, I will do my best to destroy it."

As long as it is something that is not good for the White Winged Duke, you must help the scene.

This is the principle engraved in the personality of every Bartmero.

Although she had just fallen into a trap and nearly lost her life, this not only did not leave Lorelaia with a shadow of fear, but instead fully aroused her fire of revenge and a strong sense of sadism.

"Although the preliminary preparations seem to be unstoppable, it doesn't matter. It's better to say that this is better. Failure during the ceremony is the best way to appreciate those leeches wailing in despair."

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The Demon Marshal muttered in a low voice and suddenly turned her face to Roland.

"Your Majesty Roland, do you plan to participate in this hunting operation?"

"Me?"

Roland thought for a while and raised his eyebrows.

"Because the church is unlikely to stand idly by. Even if it is not as enthusiastic as you, it is estimated that it will still show up. After all, I am personally a little curious about the ceremony of the Dark Six Kings."

"Then, this is a new hunting competition."

The girl said softly.

She was obviously very satisfied with this trend, and even the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"In the name of the Marshal of the Magic Path, in this competition against the White Wing, I will do my best to return the favor I have received this time, but even so, I will not give up my desire for victory, please do not be careless."

"Your Majesty, it's almost time for me to leave. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with next."

"... Just be happy."

Although hunting the ancestors of the dead is just a hobby to kill time, the real purpose is to use this opportunity to be intimate with the two ladies and take their mothers into the harem.

But looking at Lorelaia, who looked bright and seemed to be looking forward to the scene of the next meeting, Roland's mouth twitched, but he still didn't say anything to spoil the fun.

"Finally... This is my personal thanks for saving you before."

The girl glanced at Altluchi next to her and suddenly stepped forward.

Then, a fragrant breeze blew in her face.

After subconsciously hugging the person with his backhand, Roland quickly reacted.

Apart from her arrogant attitude and her elitist attitude, this Mage Marshal lady is surprisingly good at dealing with people...

Although it is surprisingly difficult to seduce her, she only got an active hug after saving the powerful ancestor of the Dead Apostles and Fu Hailin.

If it were any other girl, he would have at least had a strong crush on her, not to say that he had a crush on her.

However...

Roland's eyes gradually slid down from the girl's pretty face, from her swan-like slender white neck to her towering chest and slender thighs, and his throat moved slightly.

However, before he could make a move directly.

"The humiliation of letting Barthelmero suffer at the hands of the dead is no different from death, so, to express my gratitude, I will especially turn a blind eye to the true identity of the maid."

The girl's voice was very sincere and full of confidence.

The same was true of her actions.

Without waiting for Roland's response, she let go of his hand and left as gracefully as the wind.

She is indeed a good woman...

She knows how to act and how to deal with things properly. She has principles but is not pedantic.

The queen of the clock tower is indeed worthy of her reputation.

In comparison, this one in my house is...

Thinking of this, Roland glanced at Miss Heiji, who was still playing the maid role, and had not yet realized that her identity had been exposed.

Although her acting skills were impeccable, she had no experience as a formal maid after all, and her details were a little lacking.

The previous complaints could still be said to be arrogant, but when it came to the White Winged Lord, the invisible disgust and familiarity were obviously not in the category of ordinary church members, and it was normal that it could not be hidden from Bartmero, a professional dead apostle.

But it seems that out of trust in the saint, coupled with the fact that Altluchi did not bring guards and this maid's appearance, Lorelaia did not suspect that the maid lady who followed the saint was the famous Black Princess.

"Don't look at it, that shameless woman has left... Hugging her when you first meet is too ridiculous..."

Miss Heiji, who completely forgot that she had contributed her first kiss when they first met, and there was a naked portrait, said so.

She just turned her head and prepared to alert Roland, and noticed the subtle expression on his face immersed in thought.

"You are thinking about something bad again, right?"

Although she didn't know what the other party was thinking, Altluqi still found the truth.

There was no need for any reason at all. The chill rising from her back was the best evidence. There was no one else who could make her feel this way except Roland.

When she thought of Roland's undisguised devilish look when facing her, but pretending to be gentle when facing Lorelaia, the girl's expression unconsciously became gloomy.

She angrily lifted the hem of her skirt and kicked Roland's calf a few times.

Of course, the male protagonist who was not a gentle man would not care about this performance that was no different from being a spoiled child. Before being kicked, he skillfully stretched out his hand, smoothly grabbed the girl's leg, and then neatly took off the black leather boots.

Although he hated white stockings, the black pair had been dyed white and could not be worn at all.

So the girl's graceful and slender feet were wrapped in a pair of pure white pantyhose.

Well, it felt quite soft and silky, making people love it.

Because her feet were not on the ground, for a while, Artluqi could only let Roland do what he wanted, without any ability to fight back, and was half-forced into Roland's arms.

"Woo——! You, do you think about this kind of thing every day?"

While panting, the blushing girl did not forget to glare at Roland fiercely, using this symbolic struggle to show that she did not give in obediently, but was forced to do so.

"Who made me a healthy adult male, and anyway, you owed a little price for hiding your breath, isn't it just right to solve it now."

"Huh, if it weren't for the restrictions of the contract..."

"Ah, by the way, speaking of this,"

Ignoring the complaints that had almost become the girl's catchphrase, Roland smiled and enjoyed the petite pillow in his arms, as if he had thought of something, and spoke casually.

"Alterluci, after this incident is over, I will set you free."

"...Huh?" (End of this chapter)