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The Fuyuki City TV station broadcast such a news.

"Last night, a small meteorite flew over Fuyuki City, and many citizens saw a bright flash. According to eyewitnesses, the tremors were felt throughout the house and a roar was heard, setting off car alarms. Another eyewitness said, 'There was an explosion, somewhere far away, but there was a buzz'. ”

"The meteorite eventually fell into the Ryudong Temple on the top of Enzang Mountain, and the traces of the meteorite hitting the ground can be clearly seen at the scene, according to the description of the monks who practiced at the Ryudong Temple, ...... last night"

"Meteorite, it's the first time I've seen such news after living here for so many years. ”

"Yes, yes, but I was lucky enough to have landed on the temple square, and no one was hurt. ”

At the Mackenzie table, Gulan and Martha chattered.

Webb drank the milk and did not speak. He knew very well that this was caused by the aftermath of the Holy Grail War, and there was no further damage, proving that the masters and servants who remained until the end always maintained a certain degree of restraint, but they did not know which group of people won the final victory.

Regardless of who the final winner is, there is no longer any strange thing that threatens the night in Fuyuki City from today, and the Fourth Holy Grail War, which caused a series of commotions, has officially come to an end last night.

Recalling the fierceness of this war, Webb deeply realized what a precious miracle he was still alive, and at the same time, he was deeply grateful for this war, where he harvested the most precious thing of his life.

"Webb, Webb—"

Lady Martha's call interrupted Webb's thoughts.

"Did Mr. Alex get back home safely?"

Alex is a pseudonym for Iskander, taking the first few syllables of Alexander.

The big man who has been living in this house for the past few days went back to China yesterday because he was in a hurry. In his place, Weber thanked the couple for their hospitality over the past few days and apologized for saying goodbye.

"He called from Heathrow Airport in the wee hours of the morning. That guy was so rude, I didn't expect jet lag at all. ”

The improvised lies did not shake his heart. I didn't expect that I had already cultivated such a cheeky skin, and even Webb himself was surprised.

"Is there a phone? I didn't even notice. But that's a lot like his style, isn't it?"

Madame chuckled and nodded, then looked back at the TV screen.

The news about the meteorite is over, it is just a little spice, and it can never be the protagonist of life.

And Weber also made a certain determination because of the switch of news.

“…… Grandparents. There's something I'd like to talk to you about, okay?"

Hearing Weber's slightly different voice from usual, the old couple put down the coffee they were drinking.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, actually—"

"Ding Dong~"

The sound of the doorbell interrupted Webb's speech.

"Who could it be so early in the morning?"

At the sound of Lady Martha's chatter, the old man slowly left his seat and opened the door.

"Hello, is this Mackenzie's house?" asked the black-haired and black-eyed young man softly with a gentle smile.

"Yes, I'm Mackenzie, who are you?" the old man was sure he didn't know the young man in front of him.

"I'm a friend of Weber's and I'm looking for him. The young man scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Oh oh, it's Webb's friend, come in and sit. The old man beckoned to the young man very warmly, "We are having breakfast, have you eaten?" Would you like to have a little with us?" ”

"No, I've already eaten it. The young man shook his head and followed the old man into the small but warm home, "Yo, Webb. ”

“Ass――”

The young man glared back, glared back at the name that Weber almost blurted out, and then made a "Kusuo" mouth shape.

Webber hurriedly changed his words: "Yo, Kusuo, why do you have time to come to me today." ”

"Haven't you been busy, I just finished last night, and I came to fulfill the agreement I made with you some time ago. Shin Er, who appeared as "Saiki Kusuo", had a familiar face, and his acting skills made Weber admire.

"That's... What agreement?"

"Duel, duel between you and me, we said okay, we want to use the game to have a wonderful duel. ”

Weber's expression that he finally disguised was completely frozen, and there were too many slots in what he said just now, and he didn't know how to complain.

First of all, the duel was unilaterally decided by you, and I didn't promise it.

Second, isn't that duel a magic test? When did it become a game?

Third, this is an excuse, it must be, you definitely didn't come to me for this!

Due to the presence of the McKenzie, Webb could not ask questions, so he could only respond vaguely while eliminating the bread and eggs on the table as quickly as possible.

Three minutes later, Webb dropped the phrase "don't come back for lunch" and rushed out the door.

Seeing that "Sun Tzu" was so eager, Lady Martha couldn't help but sigh: "Is the charm of the game so great?"

"Perhaps, isn't that true of Mr. Alex?" said Old Man Gülen quietly blinked.

"That's right. ”

......

On the other side, Webb ran all the way, running a full kilometer before stopping, making sure it would not affect the McKenzie family.

Looking back, the "Qi Mu Nanxiong" didn't blush, stood aside without panting, couldn't help but be deflated for a while, and said with a bitter face:

"Assassin Master, what the hell is the matter with me?"

"I said, I'm looking for you to play a game, and the grand strategy series is up to you. Shinji clasped his hands on his chest and said with a smile.

"No kidding, okay?" Webb was about to cry.

"Okay, don't tease you, follow me to meet someone. Shinji pointed to the side of the road, where a black sedan was parked.

"Who?"

"You'll know when you get there, let's go. ”

"Uh, can I not go?"

"What do you say?"

"No, you can't. ”

The final struggle failed, and Webb could only accept reality with his head down.

But he did not lose his fighting spirit, he had accepted the command, and he was to live no matter what, it was the king's command, and it was an order that he was to carry out with all his life.

The sedan drove smoothly away from the suburbs and into an upscale residence in Fukayama, stopping in front of a European-style villa with a history of more than 100 years, and the surname "Makiri" engraved on the door plate.

In the basement of the villa, Webb meets a man, a man who has changed a lot.

The cheeks, which were originally quite full, became thin, and the light yellow hair that had been grabbed with hair wax naturally hung down, and the eyes that were always bright and high were dull, obviously around thirty years old, but they exuded a twilight atmosphere.

Webb was stunned, he had a hard time associating the man in front of him with the famous clock tower genius in his memory.

In a trance, he once again called out the name he thought he would never call out in his life.

"Teacher, Mr. Kenneth. ”