Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion - Chapter 328

Abigail is a very pure and good boy.

Aside from the madness in her heart as the carrier of the door, most of the time, Abigail appears to be quite sensible, even much wiser than normal people.

This is what is known as negative-to-positive.

Therefore, after being summoned, she was prepared to give her trust bluntly, even though she didn’t know who the Master was, and worked hard to respond to her expectations.

After all, compared to other normal Heroic Spirits, the fact that she was just a child made her feel very inferior.

Just when Abigail tried her best to recall the etiquette she had learned and was about to show her most beautiful side to the Master for appreciation, she found herself being ignored.

Because she had only just arrived, and she was too nervous, she did not realize that the Master she had tried her best to please, those beautiful pupils returned to reality as if wandering in the sky, first like a shivering little rabbit, then , After hearing Abigail’s description, he showed tearful eyes like seeing a savior.

When the opponent rushed over, Abigail, who didn’t feel any hostility, just accepted it calmly.

She didn’t think in strange ways, she just thought that Mrs. Elsa was exercising some kind of spell, or she was too excited, but the girl was guarding her seriously and protecting her.

“My Lady Queen!”

Then, the violent ups and downs sounded like the ebb and flow of the tide, causing Abigail to look over in confusion.

Only then did she realize that she was being surrounded by a crazy crowd.

“so many people!”

“Abigail sauce, save me!”

“Master…”

Abigail, who was hugged by Mrs. Elsa, glanced worriedly, and Mrs. Elsa’s eyes were still empty.

Up to now, the girl also understands that this Master probably had an unexpected situation. I am afraid that she has temporarily lost her fighting power. Fortunately, it seems that the reason for this situation is her own.

Based on past experience, Abigail is very sensitive to the connection of faith, so she can easily see that the source of this phenomenon is created by her master.

Tragedy is created because of fanaticism, and the chain of tragedy creates a carnival after another.

Thinking of those deeds, Abigail’s mental state, who was originally smiling, began to become unstable, revealing a bit of resentment and devilishness.

However, it was after all this that Abigail could see that this was not Madam Elsa’s own will, but the consequence of her uncontrollable power brought by her extraordinary talent.

In a sense, the Master is indeed very similar to himself, which is a very reassuring thing.

She took a deep breath and regained her composure.

Abigail slowly put his hand on his waist and began to call for his strength.

“Fortunately, these ordinary people have fallen into chaos. They are only a few tentacles. They can handle it.”

If you can, Abigail, before the fight, imagine some modern life like a normal little kid.

Although she has always felt a little inferior to her size and strength, it is undeniable that her true strength surpasses that of most heroic spirits.

If you attack with all your strength, you can even temporarily have the power to compete with the **** of disobedience.

The price is – physical pain and mental torment.

However, if it is to protect the Master. It doesn’t matter the price!

Abigail, who grew up under the strict and sincere rules of the Puritans, has a pure and innocent heart – to put it uglier, she has a very stubborn temper. The character that hides his feelings and doesn’t lie

Just like a child.

Although she has just passed the age of a child, it is not surprising that Abigail, who is only a young girl, has a childish part.

After receiving the mission from the door and discovering that she did not hate Mrs. Aisha, but had some longing and admiration, she recognized herself as the master of Mrs. Aisha.

Even if the two did not have much conversation and affection.

But Abigail just recognized the dead reason of “I am Lady Elsa’s Servant”.

The importance of this level is even close to belief, when only Roland’s door is used as a communication channel.

Even if it is her true **** now, the outer **** regrets it now, and wants to withdraw this contract, Abigail will not pay attention to it at all. In the eyes of the so-called ‘mature’ adults, this may be an unreasonable childish temperament, right?

Under Mrs. Aisha’s gaze—the power of the Outer God gradually appeared.

The airflow gathered, the magic power surged, and a dazzling light radiated from the hem of Abigail’s skirt.

And then—emerged from it, indeed three lavender, weird and twisted tentacles like tails.

This strange feeling even made the mad believers under the control of power stagnate for a moment, and Mrs. Elsa stopped sobbing. In this calm and calm atmosphere, she watched the very petite Abigail use her tentacles. Skillfully passing through the crowd, just a simple swipe, or even a sweep, easily subdued these people on the basis of not hurting their lives.

This kind of power that is absolutely different from magic, and the sense of abundance that has gradually come into contact with the crisis, has revived Madam Elsa’s sanity that was on the verge of exhaustion because she wandered around the door.

Although she didn’t know what the ceremony she triggered was, as a special person who entered this ceremony in person, she experienced the touch like a lottery, which made Mrs. Elsa understand that she definitely summoned something.

And the thing that remembered that ritual was the product of other godslayers, and there was only one thing that could be thought of with the accumulation of Mrs. Elsa’s life.

“Wow! God of disobedience! Although I am grateful that you saved me, I will not fight you because of it!”

While Mrs. Elsa backed away like a frightened bunny, she looked at Abigail who had cleaned up the last group of people, grabbed a cone scattered on the ground, and waved it nervously.

——Although the power of the queen’s **** comes from Ishtar, due to Madame Elsa’s character, it is not as powerful as the black dragon of the underworld that Marquis Vorban regards as her trump card. The effect is only pure charm. The terrifying power of poaching ~www.mtlnovel.com~ does not enhance the strength of the charmed person.

It was just a group of ordinary people. After testing for a while, Abigail quickly calmed down all the commotion. Then she looked at the Master holding the cone and fell into silence again.

Compared to the self who just disappeared with normal ethics, the Master is more like those chaotic guys no matter what.

“Really,” Although he understood the confusion of the Master, but he just responded to the request, and the guy who turned his face after asking for help always makes people feel unhappy, Abigail said in a coquettish tone, but his face His expression became extremely cold.

“The bad Master who doesn’t listen to me must make you suffer!”

Three tentacles burst out of the air, wrapped around Mrs. Elsa firmly, and hung her high in the air. Seeing Mrs. Elsa covering her skirt in a panic, Abigail revealed it again. With a slight smile, she jumped in front of Mrs. Elsa with her hands behind her back.

“How? Master, do you feel more awake?”

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