Story of Longevity

Originally, Ilia wanted to comfort the unknown, who was shocked by her, who was suspicious of life. No... Is it Zaid? The name of miscellaneous fish is hard to remember.

But she didn't expect that just a small question she asked inadvertently out of curiosity would hit Mr. Zaid to vomit blood... I believe the lovely Ilia, she didn't mean it.

As for the incident that hit Zaid when he just met, Ilia said it was not her fault.

The reason for the unhappiness was that Xing Ke said something to her. When she thought about it clearly, she realized that she was teaching her around the corners and helping her to slowly eliminate the generation gap between father and daughter... Of course Illya is not happy about the education of the child.

So Ilia backhanded all the depression in her heart on the head of the troubled Mr. Zaid who came to consult, let him deeply understand the profound truth that Assassin's career has no human rights.

It's really bad.

Therefore, after the depression in her heart was eliminated, Ilia also thought about letting go of Mr. Zaid. But just as Yiliya was learning the star carving to prepare for an operation of suppressing and then raising, Zaid suddenly introduced herself, which successfully aroused Yiliya’s curiosity... So, Zaid vomited blood. I really don't blame Ilia.

Simply-probably because of habit-Zaid's injury (mental) was not serious, and he soon recovered.

Especially after Ilia asked Liz to pass her a towel, he completely recovered.

"Ahem-this lady, don't care about the details. The Assassin Order is a secret organization, and we, Hassan, are also secretists, and our own intelligence is also a lifeline.

Therefore, it is normal for future generations to obtain the name for our Hassan in the past. "

Zaid took a sip of coffee, swallowed old blood, and continued:

"Absolutely? Right? No? Yes? Because in the next generation Hassan doesn't work hard, he didn't split a hundred personalities in his lifetime? This is very important."

"Oh, so... I was afraid that your ancestors would know that you didn't work hard and cut your heads..." Illiya showed a clear expression.

Puff-- The coffee returned to the cup mixed with old blood.

"I see, I won't talk too much, Mr. Wang Hassan is a strict person, everyone knows."

Ilya realized that every sentence she said might be revealing Zaid's shortness, and after Zaid was about to start to show up again, she coughed a little embarrassedly:

"Ahem, let's get back to the topic-

Mr. Zaid, you [Hasan of the Hundred Appearances] Actually, depending on the situation, the lord of the service does not need to be able to exert combat power beyond their own attributes, and can even assassinate other heroes except Saber, greatly advancing the Holy Grail overnight. The course of the war is not a problem. "

"Ah, isn't it? Madam, if you can say that, Zaid is really happy to be here.

But, as you said just now, our heroic ratio with other job agencies... is really too weak. "

Zahad saw the golden heroic spirit and his powerful treasures at the end of his life. His strength and financial resources are really not one-eighty-eighth of the little killer who came out of the poor desert like him...

"What are you talking about? I'm not comforting you, but stating a fact."

"As far as I know, as long as you put your command in the hands of a master named Kirishu Eomiya, he will use a series of evil methods such as heat weapons, poison gas explosives, and electronic equipment to destroy you. Eighty-eight, no, it's more than two or three times the combat effectiveness of 87 people?"

Ilia didn't mean to deceive a poor dead man, it is true:

"For example, let you sneak in quietly, install some nerve gas that the magician does not know, for example, let you have good eyesight and hide in the dark to snipe, or for example, hide explosives in your body so that you can take it away before you die. Some of the other party's magic power reserves...In short, that man can do any dirty and dirty behavior."

Therefore, Illia never thought about letting Eimiya Kirsi get Assassin's servants. She would never let Eimiya Kirsi go further and further on the unscrupulous road...has a star-cut influence, Yiliya believes that strength is crushed and light cannon bombardment is the correct way to use strength.

"...That's it. If that's the case, I might have a better way to die."

If he could blow up one-third of the Ping Tozaka mansion before he died, Zaid felt that he would be satisfied.

Zaid believed Illiya's analysis, and while feeling a little better, he also sighed the impermanence of fate.

"It's a pity that you followed the wrong master... Destiny will kill you."

"...You are right."

After coming down several times, Mr. Zaid got used to it... While this silver-haired eldest lady liked to talk, she poked her heart from time to time when she said something...

"We may have chosen the wrong master... the priest, who is extremely evil, does not know how powerful our power is! ——

He will definitely lose us early without knowing our hidden power? He will regret it! ——"

"Well-um-that's fine, young people should have confidence..."

I am also very happy to see that a promising young teenager regains her confidence again.

"I finally woke up!~

It's all because we occasionally choose the wrong master to serve, so we can't give up fighting, stagnate, and enjoy ease. "

"Yes~Yes~ Your original ancestor leader knows that you think so~www.ltnovel.com~ will be pleased to return your head to you."

"So, I decided to represent Assassin as a whole and choose another one..."

Zaid drank the **** coffee in the cup, disappeared on the sofa in a flash, knelt in front of Ilia for a second and a half, and declared--

"You can see the value of our inconspicuous rank, and be able to name the way forward, you must be a great prophet witch.

Please be sure to let you hold the post under your seat! You can bring tea and water...

It’s best to be in the same workplace as your maid?..."

Although the true purpose is undoubtedly exposed, Mr. Zaid seems to be sincere.

However, Yiliya just squinted and smiled and remained unchanged, shook her head gently, and denied:

"No, Zaid, you are wrong again, you are in the same place."

"what?!--"

"The right master enlists the right follower, and there is another meaning-just suitable."

This is also some of the experience of Yi Liya when she was the middle management under the star.

"You don’t need [breath blocking? A] to serve tea and water, nor do you need agility? A, let alone parkour skills..."

Ilia took out a wand shaped like a scepter, the corner of her mouth was slightly tilted, and she looked down at Hassan and said:

"So, Zaid, tell me now, what is your vocation?"

"...Zi Xia is willing to be your envoy, your eyes, Master Master."

"Yes, you're a photographer who secretly took photos, Zaid."

The scepter fell on Zaid's shoulders——

There was some kind of power that surpassed the Holy Grail system and started to operate, and some unknown changes occurred in this defeated servant...