For the overseer of the Fourth Holy Grail War, Father Ryomasa Yanfeng, tonight was a night that made him tired. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he was already the overseer of the Holy Grail War for the second time, he never expected that someone would cause such a troublesome commotion.

Because of the sheer scale of the problem, not only the Templar Church, but also the Magic Society is secretly operating. There is no time to argue about spheres of influence or who is responsible, and working together to minimize the impact of events is a top priority.

For the time being, the strange incident of Weiyuanchuan was concealed from the media in the name of toxic gases caused by the chemical reaction of industrial wastewater. Announcements patrolling the streets are calling for the hallucinogenic effects of the toxic effects of gas, so residents living along the river should immediately go to the emergency department for treatment if they notice symptoms on their own.

Of course, all hospitals that receive night-time consultations now have magicians or agents with hints of brainwashing techniques on standby. This should eliminate most of the eyewitness testimony, but beyond the reach of the whip, hearsay and the like cannot be completely erased.

In order to conceal the situation, Father Rimasa mobilized almost all the agents who were active in western Japan, including his own son Yanmine Qili, and even used the secular power of the Holy See, which belongs to the Templar Church, to exert pressure from top to bottom to prevent the reporters from digging into the matter.

By the time the endless phone calls had finally come to an end, it was already late at night when Father Lizheng could finally catch his breath. But he immediately remembered that there was someone waiting for him in the chapel, and he sighed and got up from his chair to continue his work as Overseer.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, it's a bit of a lot of work tonight. ”

Lizheng's tone made no secret of his exhaustion, and a contrived laugh echoed from the dimly lit worship seat.

"It can't be helped, after all, the situation is serious. ”

Then there was a slight metallic sound of the wheelchair's wheels turning, and a seated figure emerged from the shadows.

The figure that was so haggard that he couldn't even stand and walk turned out to be Kenneth Elmeloy, the famous prodigy of the past.

How many of those who knew about this man's past prosperity would have thought that he would fall into such a situation? But from the willpower that remained in his eyes, the obsession still showed the extreme character of the genius magician of the past.

Although Kenneth's physical damage was almost incurable. However, he still used the connections of the Ameloi family to get in touch with the excellent puppeteer living in Japan, and in exchange for a huge thank-you gift, at least barely preserved his physical functions, temporarily gaining the ability to move freely within the reach of a wheelchair, and his originally numb lower body is gradually regaining consciousness, and if it goes well, he will be able to get out of the wheelchair soon.

"All right, Mr. Priest. What do you think of my look? ”

Kenneth's tone was the opposite of the courteous smile on his face, and even implied intimidation. Drug addiction attacks, thirsty drug "addicts" may be like him.

Rimasa looked at the former magician carefully, and he made no secret of the paranoid expression on his face.

This situation is not what Lizheng expected, but an agreement is an agreement. Not to mention the alliance that Lizheng had formed with Shi Chen under the table, even for the sake of the face of the Templar Church, he could only do things according to reason.

Indeed, Lancer was involved in the crusade against Caster, and was quite heroic, as confirmed by several watchdog reports. ”

"Then I'm really qualified to accept a spell, right?"

"But-" Father Risho changed his words, "Lancer's results were not satisfactory, he didn't use the enchantment to buy time like Rider, he didn't heal Saber's injuries like Assassin, and he didn't finally destroy the Sea Devil like Saber did, so I judge-"

"Wait a minute, please. ”

Kenneth interrupted Lizheng's words excitedly, and the distorted expression and obsession on his face surprised Lizheng, who had been cultivating Qi for sixty years.

"Father Lizheng, I remember that what you promised before was 'cooperate to defeat Caster, and everyone who contributed will give a spell', Lancer participated in the crusade and fought with all his might, do you want to break your promise? ”

Rimasa leaned back in her seat, thought about it with her eyes closed, and finally compromised.

"It was my negligence to not be strict enough in making the rules, and according to the rules, the Master of Lancer can get paid. ”

"That is—"

"I'm talking about Lancer's Master—"

This time it was Kenneth's turn to be interrupted, and Father Lizheng frowned and glanced at Kenneth with suspicion.

"Mr. Kenneth Achpolud, in your current situation, can you still be considered a Master?"

Kenneth's eyes showed a dark hatred for a moment, and immediately returned to the reserved nature of a gentleman.

"The contract with Lancer was concluded by me and my fiancée Sora. ”

"But now, isn't Miss Sora alone responsible for both the supply of magic and the management of the spell?"

Punched in the sore spot by Lizheng, Kenneth's reluctant smile almost faltered, and the only remaining bit of kindness disappeared.

"For strategic reasons, I'm handing over the spell to Sora for the time being. But the monopoly of the contract with Lancer is still in my hands. If you are in doubt, you can confirm directly with Lancer. And most importantly, when I declare my status as a priest to the church, I should have registered it in my own name. ”

Father Rimasa sighed. Even if this continues to be pursued, nothing will change. For Rizheng, the biggest headache for him was having to assign the spell to a master other than Shichen due to an unexpected situation. Even if Kenneth doesn't give the additional spell now, the spell will eventually be handed over to his fiancée, and getting involved in the infighting in the Aqipolud camp will not do Lizheng any good.

"- Well, I admit your qualifications. Come, Mr. Kenneth, please hold out your hand. ”

"Drink all the contents of the cup, and sins will be forgiven. It is the blood that I shed for all, the blood of the contract. ”

Lizheng skillfully performed the secret trick on Kenneth's outstretched hand, transferring one of the spells saved on his right wrist to the past, and the process was completed in a few minutes without any pain.

"Then please continue to fight for glory as a Master. ”

"That's nature. ”

Kenneth smiled and nodded, then pulled out the pistol hidden in his wheelchair seat and aimed it with his back to Father Rimasa.

The dry sound of gunfire shattered the silence of the temple of the gods.

Kenneth didn't bother with the old priest's slumped body, and looked at the stigmata again engraved on the back of his right hand.

Now there is only one ...... Compared to other competitors who didn't use the Preservation Spell, he would never be able to sit back and watch Saber, Rider, and Assassin get a new Spell.

The assassination of the Overseer may be somewhat controversial, but in this Holy Grail War, there are other magicians besides Kenneth who like to use pistols. The first person to bear the brunt of the suspect will be the filthy rat raised by Einsbelen.

Kenneth couldn't help but smile, completely immersed in the satisfaction of regaining Master status. He didn't feel remorse at all for the act he had just done that had brought Lord El Melloi to the ground.

The sound of "squeak" wheelchairs faded away, disappearing into the silence of the night.

Two figures, one tall and one short, silently walked into this bloody church.

There was a disdainful sneer on the corner of the short one's mouth: "It's ironic that I have always looked down on technology, and in the end I don't have to rely on the power of technology." ”

The tall one walked up to the dying priest Lizheng and said in an unwavering tone.

"Don't sigh, Shinji, don't you just want him to do this, so you deliberately waited until now? Move quickly, if the spell is not transferred in time, it will completely lose its effectiveness and become useless corpse spots. ”

"Here it is, master craftsman. The short one drooped his head and trotted all the way.

These two are, of course, Shinji and Skaha, and after the end of the First World War, the two of them come to the church without stopping, and after confirming that Kenneth and Father Rimasa are there, they hide outside the door and watch until the gunshots go out, and everything is the same as the plot described in "FateZero".

No, it has to be the same, if it's not the same, Shinji will have a headache.

Every master wants a spell, and Shinji is no exception. It's not that he wants to do anything with it, he doesn't have that heart or ability in his current body, it's just purely for the sake of increasing his hole cards.

After 60 years of painstaking efforts, the magic crystals produced by the great magician Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone contain powerful power, which can not only bind the Servant, but also strengthen the Servant and even himself with the power contained in the Spell.

With these spells, Shinji can ignore his own magic power stock to achieve a burst of treasures, whether it is Skaha's or his own, and at critical moments, Shinji can even go into battle in full gear.

The only pity is that the spell is used one less than one, and it cannot be used uncontrollably and unscrupulously.

No, no, it's good to be able to get so many mantras, you can't be too greedy, you can't be too greedy, you can't be too greedy.

After reciting it three times silently and stabilizing his heart, Shinji unbuttoned his clothes and exposed his upper body.

"Master, help me transplant. ”

"Good. Skaha said as he pulled open the sleeve of Lizheng's shirt with one hand, and drew the runes in the air with the other, ready to unleash the separation technique.

At this moment, Skaha frowned and interrupted the carving of the rune.

Seeing this scene, Shinji hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"The spell in his hand is guarded by powerful magic...... Right now, I can't break through the magic protection and remove it in a short period of time. ”

"Is the 'Word of the Church'?"

Hearing Skaha's statement, Shinji immediately thought of one of the secret traditions of the Church, which is essentially a type of magic, but the Templar Church does not admit it.

It's not incomprehensible that the additional Spell has been inflicted on the Word, and it is normal for the Overseer to wield a power that can influence the tide of battle, and it is not necessarily unscrupulous magicians who covet this power.

However, this normality is an obstacle for Shinji.

"Bring the corpse back and crack it slowly, or chop it off?" Skaha's solution was straightforward and effective.

Shinji hesitated for a few seconds and chose the latter.

Just do it, Shen Er raised Lizheng's arm with one hand, and took out the "Divine Spear Bow and Knife" with the other, and was about to swing it down.

The moment before the blade fell, Shinji's eyes froze, and he saw a strange bloodstain.

It was a line of writing written in blood, which had previously been obscured by the right hand, so Shinji and Yustiza didn't notice it.

“jn424！”

Shinji withdrew his knife and read out this line of words of unknown meaning, trying to recall the setting of his past life and the magic knowledge of this life.

There is a use of the "Sacred Word", similar to the modern combination lock, which can be recited to remove the protection and transplant. Then this code should be the clue to the "password".

Lizheng loves his children deeply, and pins all his hopes on Qili, his last hope before death must be his son's inheritance of his will and wishes, this code must be written to Yanfeng Qili!

The common point between Qili and Lizheng, the first is the church, if I remember correctly, the code mentioned in the novel is also related to a certain church scripture.

jn...

jn...

John, there you have it, the Gospel of John!

Shinji's eyes lit up: "Master, I need the Gospel of John, there must be one here." ”

In the next second, Skaha vanished into a spirit, walked through the wall, searched for it in Lizheng's living room, and soon returned with a hardcover book that was some years old, a New Testament.

Shinji twitched the corners of his mouth: "Uh, master, I want the Gospel of John, not the Bible." ”

Skaha threw the book directly in Shinji's face: "Stupid, the Gospel of John is part of the New Testament. ”

"Oh, oh..."Shinji rubbed his red and swollen cheeks in embarrassment, took the book, and flipped it quickly.

"424...Page 4, Twenty-Four Lines... Wrong. ”

"Page forty-two, line four... Not right either!"

"It's not the number of pages, it's the number of chapters? Chapter 4, Section 24...... Pregnant. ”

“Godissprit，andhisworshipersmustworshipinspiritandintruth！”

(God is Spirit, so those who worship Him must worship Him in spirit and in truth.) ）

As if echoing this sentence, all the spells on Lizheng's cold right hand glowed faintly again.

With a tingling pain, the spell shifted to Shinji's hand with the light of light.

The word attached to Lizheng's right hand is not only protection, but also transfer.

That's the trust that a father entrusts to his son.

Fr. Risho believed that the first person to discover his body would be his son, so he wrote in blood a symbol that only the clergy could understand. It is the responsibility of the Overseer to keep the Spell and protect the Holy Grail War as it proceeds under normal conditions. Until his death, he was convinced that his son was a saint who could inherit this great responsibility.

It's a pity that this trust is destined to be unattainable, regardless of whether there is a mess of Shinji.

Shinji stared at the dead Rimasa and put the Bible in his hand.

"It is better to give these spells to me than to give them to your son, for you will not see the true nature of your son until you die. Rest in peace, Father Lizheng, and may you be happy by the side of the Lord. ”

With that, Shinji reached out and closed his eyes, using his right hand with a new spell attached.

In the dim light, the red lines were like blood, emitting a strange light.