[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Chapter 259 Feite is a 0

"What a nice castle! Although it's a bit small." Rider sighed as the chariot landed.

"It should be called a bungalow, but it looks like an old castle." Elan said so, leaning in front of the open door, slowly straightened up, and said, "Welcome. Should I say luxuriant? "

"That's not necessary, but... Berserker, did something good happen?" Rider asked.

"what happened?"

"Your expression is different."

"It is clear?"

Rider touched his chin, smiled brightly and said, "I'm sure this kid didn't notice."

He pointed at Weber.

Finally recovering from his stupefaction, the poor Master paused for a second, then burst out, "...Rider!"

The two quarreled without any scruples in front of the bungalow.

"You're so presumptuous about forming an alliance! There's also the matter of stealing my wallet and going to the mall to buy extra-large pants in the afternoon!"

"That's called conquest."

"It's stealing, stealing!"

Rider arched his arms, showing off his muscles, "Do you think I look like a thief?"

"...Like a robber." Wei Bo was speechless for a second, and found that he was being led away from his thoughts, "No, what I want to talk about is the alliance!"

"Oh." Rider scratched his face, looking a bit embarrassed, "You disagree?"

"I didn't!" Weber showed a choked expression, "But you didn't discuss it with me..."

"We're going to discuss it together now." Rider seemed a little puzzled, and then he patted Weber's shoulder boldly, and patted the thin Master into the chariot in a prone position.

Elan watched the whole process.

The way the two get along reminds him of the couples quarreling he saw when he was observing humans, especially when Weber was theorizing about this matter, it was very similar to bring up the previous matter, and Rider's gags also had a sense of sight .

Well, on ordinary people it is husband and wife, on the two of them...Master and Servant?

Rather, it is more appropriate to say that the king and princess came.

Elan walked distractedly, stroking a healthy bull with his fingers, his white hands slid across the brown leather, the color contrast was eye-catching, and the bright red on the white was equally conspicuous.

Rider was puzzled and said: "Hey, Berserker, are you the Master now?"

Weber barely climbed onto the edge of the chariot, "Ah, what?"

Rider said seriously: "I can't pretend I didn't see the Command Seal on the back of your hand."

Weber stood up abruptly and looked at the boy.

"How is it possible? Wait, is it still possible?"

Someone from the Clock Tower took a hit.

Without any intention of hiding anything, Elan turned his right hand back to the two of them, showed it openly, and said, "It's windy outside, let's talk inside."

The outside and inside are completely two temperatures.

As the only human among the three, Weber was the one who felt the most about it.The layout and furnishings in the bungalow are filled with the warmth of home, the cold and hard lines are ingeniously overshadowed, and it is soft and warm everywhere, yet noble and reserved.

As expected of Matou, a famous mage.

Weber didn't know that this place wasn't like this before the Holy Grail War, but these days, Elan occasionally made some changes to the residence on a whim. The dark god has seen so many architectural layouts, and his aesthetics are naturally poor. not going anywhere.

To use an extreme analogy, if one day Elan loses all his strength and becomes an ordinary person, he will never starve to death in terms of survival skills alone.

As for appreciation, it's just a free gift from a time too far away.

The black-haired boy walked around the house as if no one else was around, with the attitude of being the head of the house. Rider followed behind with his head raised and his chest upright, sizing him up as if he was criticizing him.

Ugh.

Rider must have felt that the whole world could be conquered and become himself... Waver guessed this thought, feeling powerless for a while.

According to information, there are still people in the Matou family.

Weber couldn't help but said: "Berserker, is this okay? I heard Matou Ong still lives here, and besides, there is your Master Matou Kariya."

"Ah, no problem."

The black-haired boy said this, with a light attitude, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that is not worthy of attention, "Kariya is dead, and Zouken is similar."

"Oh." It turned out to be like this... "Wait!" Weber stopped belatedly, feeling that the amount of information was too much and his mind was in a mess, and he managed to sort out his thoughts, "The Master is dead, but the Servant is still there? "

It's not an Archer with the ability to "act alone"!

What's going on here?

Facing the young girl with a younger sister's head—no, a young man according to his age—seeking knowledge, Elan pretended to be sad, and sighed, "So it turns out that Weber doesn't want me to stay so much?"

"..."

Webb found himself immune.

Rider is like this, Berserker is like this, Servant is really a kind of unreasonable creature.

Less than the previous, more than the next.

Think of the golden Archer, Rider and Berserker who can choke people to death with just a word, and they are already pretty good.

With the help of the Spiritual Victory Method, Weber came to fruition.

"Don't make trouble." He looked beyond the world, and the background seemed to be a solemn pagoda and auspicious clouds, calmly said, "That's not what I meant."

"Okay, I'm not kidding you." Elan shrugged, "It's what you see. I'm not a Servant now, but a Master. You can call me Yagami."

Rider was very interested, "How did you do that?"

The young man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain. Wei Bo pricked up his ears, only to hear him say: "It's so troublesome to explain, let my Servant explain."

Only then did Weber notice that they had reached the living room, where a young man with short brown hair was standing there with a smile on his face.

His appearance is not very outstanding, but he is very attractive, and his temperament is warm and inclusive, which makes people feel good about him involuntarily.

"Hi, I'm Tsunayoshi Sawada, and I'm in the rank of Ruler this time."

"Ruler?"*2

This is something that has never happened in previous Holy Grail Wars.

Rider sat on the sofa, stroked his chin and said, "I see. When the Holy Grail War gets out of control, will Ruler appear as the corrector?"

Waver couldn't even utter an exclamation.

What he saw tonight was so bizarre that he couldn't judge which of the two events, Servant becoming Master or Ruler, was more shocking.

The Servant, whose real name is Tsunayoshi Sawada, admitted that his reputation comes from later generations, so no one can get anything from this name now. As for what he said he did as a mafia leader... Shocked and shocked Just get used to it.

After all, Weber is a magician who doesn't care much about ordinary people's lives.

Of course, if he knew that the so-called mafia is a group that can use "flame of death", and the family boss at the top has a great connection with "time" and "space", I'm afraid he wouldn't think so.

I don't know that it represents happiness in many cases.

Rider thought about it and said, "Ruler, since you came here as a referee, you must have many privileges. I won't ask about that, but since you are a referee, how can you become a Servant exclusively for one person?"

Tsuna looked at Elan inquiringly.

The black-haired boy was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa with a pillow in his arms. He looked young and innocent, but no one here would underestimate him.

Noticing Gangji's gaze, Elan nodded, and Gangji said: "Because of the Holy Grail—no, the world consciousness believes that Yagami is the source of the loss of control."

Weber: "..."

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Wait, why the jump from the Holy Grail to world consciousness?

Rider laughed boldly, "Good boy! I'm afraid your identity is not simple, right? ——Let me see, this should be your real body."

Yes.

Servant is a projection, but Master is not.

Wei Bo stared straight, and muttered to himself, "Is this okay? Can I complain..."

Elan seemed to be interested in this topic, "Who can I complain to?"

"The Church of the Holy Church... Ah, Assassin!"

He remembered the news he had received.

Assassin didn't actually leave the stage, but the old priest, who is a supervisor and has magic props to know this situation, took his Master as a shelter for someone who lost his Servant—obviously, the supervisor also has his own tendencies.

Yanfeng Lizheng.

Kotomine Kirei.

They are father and son after all.

Elan lazily said: "It's not just about Assassin, I'm afraid you will find Father Rizheng now, but you won't be able to find anyone."

"The accurate statement is that no living people can be found."

"--he died?"

"There is a saying that money is not revealed," Elan tumbled, with a smile in his eyes, "Except for the Caster group, all the Masters saw it through the familiar, didn't they?"

The young man's voice was soft and slow, like a devil's murmur, "That arm is densely packed with Command Seals..." The lingering rhyme continued before the voice was finished.

Weber felt a little cold.

People who are academics may be a little naive, whether it is Kenneth or Weber.If there was another Holy Grail War, these two people might be able to enjoy themselves like fish in water, but this time, the polluted Holy Grail obviously harbored some kind of malice.

Yes, Elam knew the Grail was tainted.

As early as when he followed the police to investigate the three families killed by Caster, he had this suspicion, and after that, he naturally wanted to prove it.

The superiority of divine sense is unmatched, coupled with the Matou family's collection of books, Elan speculates on possible answers, and he is confident that this is the truth.

In the last Holy Grail War, the eighth class also appeared, not Ruler, but Avenger—the Avenger.There were only a few fragments of the situation at that time, but Elan still found out the real name of this Servant, Angola Mainu.

The devil of evil in ancient Persian mythology.

Such an existence, no matter what, should be a powerful Servant, but the fact is that he is vulnerable and easily the first one to exit.

Elan looked through a lot of information.

It wasn't that the Master's magic power was insufficient, there was no such unconventional enemy as Kiritsugu, the reason for his exit seemed to be that he was too weak, just too weak.

There is something wrong with this Avenger.

Although I don't know what the problem is, the defeated Servants will be absorbed by the Holy Grail as magic power. Perhaps the Holy Grail was polluted because they ate the wrong things.

If the Holy Grail is anthropomorphic, it is indigestion and stomach trouble.

The God of Darkness has never been this confused, he always directly "destroys" the wrong food——

"By the way, have you eaten yet?"

"..." Wei Bo was a little confused by the sudden jump of the topic, and replied, "I've eaten."

"Then let's have supper!"

The boy said so enthusiastically, got up and went to the kitchen.

Gangji looked at the wall clock on the wall, "..."

What kind of supper do you have at this time?You just want to eat yourself, right?No matter what the reason, always take care of yourself happy.Sighing inwardly, the brown-haired youth said: "Sorry, Yagami's character is like this."

If Rider felt it, "Tsunayoshi, do you two know each other?"

Gangji nodded.

"That's really fate."

"what."

"The power of the same source will attract each other, and fate will guide you to meet."

Yagami's blood was still flowing in Tsunayoshi's body.Although it was only a small drop compared to the total amount, the power contained in this drop of blood has already surpassed the limit of human beings.

To this day, Tsuna has already understood the meaning of the first generation's smile on that night of crying alone after Iori left.Grandpa Zeng-Zeng-Zeng, who looked almost identical to himself, told him not to rush to make a decision, but in fact, the first generation already knew his decision at that time.

Do you want to become a god?

If you don't want to, don't absorb this blood. Although it can make you stronger, it will also push you on the path of "inhumanity".

The words are still in my ears.

However, this was not an option from the start.

How could it not be absorbed?

Tsunayoshi's power, Tsunayoshi's flame, is burning for protection.

When the enemy's weapon is about to fall on the person he values, when the fire in the sky needs to burn more violently, when there is still a little bit of power to change the situation...

This is conspiracy.

It is a gift.

Gang Ji is not a person who does not know what is good or bad.

How many people's fate has he changed?In other words, how many people's fates have been changed by Iori through his hands?

If it wasn't like this, Prison Temple, Skylark, Muku... and many, many people... His regret would be even more serious, even crushing himself, right?

He is grateful.

Never regret it.

But sometimes it gets tiring.

In countless quiet nights, when he was hesitating and bewildered, what was supporting him?That's right—it is the belief that one day I will meet Yagami.

Tsunaki smiled, letting go and the unchanging tenderness of going through many winds and frosts made this smile extraordinarily beautiful, and sighed: "Because there is an endless bond between us." It's just that at the beginning, Iori was pregnant What kind of thought did you leave behind this fetter?