Chapter 3: The Calling of the Heroic Spirit

At night in the shallow stream, there is a sense of tranquility and beauty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In the moment of silence, the lights of the city are connected into a colorful Milky Way, which sets off the dark colors of the sky. The residents here are predominantly people who can't adapt to the fast-paced city life, and naturally, the slower pace of life prefers them to stay at home at night.

In this respect, Asaki is more suitable for the Holy Grail War than Fuyuki, which has become a high-tech metropolis due to Japan's rapid economic development, and even in the middle of the night, it is enough to be called busy. This is completely inconsistent with the Holy Grail War's attempt to "cover people's eyes".

On the quiet road, a few cars occasionally pass by, and the swaying taillights draw an arc of tranquility in the solemn night.

Carl didn't hate this tranquility.

To the northeast of Qianxi is an artificial mountain range, with green trees and the same lush turf, which is full of vitality and slightly humid air.

Of course, for [magicians], this is probably not worth mentioning, right? Giving birth to plants is a subject that magicians have been working on for a long time. In terms of results, magicians may have developed similar civilizations hundreds of years before science, but they have always been less versatile than science.

For magicians, though, this isn't a problem.

After all, [magicians are superior beings, and it is normal for nobles to master techniques that commoners cannot master. This is a widespread idea among the magician community.

Tsukahara Mingshi is a little cold, as mentioned, the word spring, just gives people a feeling that everything is alive, and in fact, spring and "warm" have nothing to do with it, it is better to say that April is still in the "cold season". Tsukahara Mingshi, who only has a sports jacket, naturally doesn't feel too comfortable.

At this point, Carl, who was wearing a teal closet suit, should theoretically be colder...... However, Carl's clothes are his magic dress, and with the blessing of the Demon Dao, they are warmer than Tsukahara Mingshi......

In a sense of tranquility, the two quickly headed to the meeting point of the spiritual veins.

Karl is worthy of being a cautious magician, and the well-prepared before the battle made Tsukahara feel a little scared, and he even determined the location of the spiritual veins of the shallow stream.

In the secluded forest, even the sound of insects was sparsely chirping, and the rustling sound made by the two of them stepping on the turf blades clearly stimulated the eardrum and heart of Tsukahara Mingshi, and a few dog barks from afar, hitting a piece of air called silence into his respiratory tract, and cold all the way to his heart and lungs, and then agitating a restlessness called unknown, and then spreading from the young man's heart to the whole body.

The more important the place, the more nervous it becomes. This is human nature, not to mention that the surrounding environment is so quiet and ...... Terrible.

For the first time, Tsukahara felt that the night was so terrible, and his heartbeat was clearly heard in his ears, and the slight agitation sound came from the inside out, and then transferred to the brain from the outside in, and the white mist exhaled from Carl's calm breathing intensified his sense of fear.

"I knew it earlier...... I shouldn't have read horror comics before I left. ā€

He complained.

Of course, this is not emotion or complaining, but stupidity. The purpose is simply not to be crushed by this tranquility, and hopes to have a casual conversation with Carl to deal with this increasingly peaceful and solemn atmosphere.

Carl snorted and didn't say anything.

I don't know how long he walked, but Carl raised his hand to stop him. The Germans asserted in the utmost affirmativeness:

"This is the place, where the spiritual veins are most active."

Karl's words gave Tsukahara a sense of relief, and he hurriedly finished it, and then hurried back to sleep, which was his only wish at the moment.

The two of them are in an area with particularly lush vegetation.

According to Karl's measurements, this is where the spiritual veins gather.

There are different sayings about spiritual veins in different places, and in China, the most common saying is "dragon vein".

As the capital, it is natural to have the most comfortable life -- otherwise, if there is an earthquake today and a drought tomorrow, the emperor is not stupid, so why should he make the capital here?

Ancient Chinese Taoist priests and warlocks devoted themselves to the study of their own methods for measuring dragon veins.

As one of the six ancient capitals of China, Beijing is naturally also a place with abundant dragon veins. The geographical location of Qianxi and Beijing is similar, and the spiritual veins extend in all directions and converge in Beijing through Qianxi.

Carl chose an area where the magic flowed relatively highly.

Karl and Tsukahara are not first-class magicians among magicians, so they must not waste anything and make their servant attributes as good as possible. In a place where the spiritual veins are abundant, you can use the power of the spiritual veins to further improve the values of your servant in all aspects.

The blood of animals mixed with mercury outlines mysterious lines, and the cloudy dark red liquid is depicted by Karl, in a patch of turquoise, overwhelming a viscous red line, but under the maintenance of night, only black is the only bright color.

There is no room for error in outlining a circle, and in order to start summoning the Heroic Spirit at zero o'clock, when the magic is at its most active, Karl must ensure that it succeeds once.

Tsukahara Mingshi was also so happy to shake off his hands, and simply squatted on the ground, concentrating on how the red water flowed. At the same time, recite the mantra that summons the Heroic Spirit repeatedly in your mind.

Although Carl said that "the spell that summons the Heroic Spirit also comes at will, and the emphasis is on the mind." But Tsukahara still wanted to read it as correctly as possible. After all, this is a once-in-a-60 event, and I am fortunate to participate, and if I mispronounce the wrong words, it will be a shame!

In case the contestants of the Next Generation Holy Grail War take a look at the information: Ho! This one called Tsukahara Mingshi even pronounced the spell wrong! Tsukahara Mingshi felt a chill down his spine just thinking about it: being hostile to others when he was alive and becoming a laughing stock when he died, this life is too sad.

Focusing on the outline of the magic circle and the recitation of the inner incantation, unconsciously, Tsukahara Mingshi's energy was highly concentrated, whether it was the sound of insects or the barking of dogs, he couldn't hear anything. At this moment, all he had in his heart was the repeated silent recitation, the spell of the Heroic Spirit Summoning that he was familiar with.

"Alright, then, the holy relic will be handed over to you......"

Karl seemed to have finished drawing the circle.

Hearing him say this, Tsukahara looked up from his own world, but what he saw was not the ring or the oak branch that Carl handed over.

I saw that his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and he didn't look like he was taking things, on the other hand, he saw a silver brilliance like mercury faintly flowing from his arms, flowing into his wrist along the blue sleeves, as if similar to the common boxing gloves in fighting games, the inconspicuous brilliance quietly wrapped his forearm, condensed into a ceremonial dress, and the solid structure made of silver was buckled on his arm one by one, as if a part of the flesh and blood, revealing a hard color.

This is clearly not a holy relic.

This is basically the second of Carl's magic dress, Tsukahara Mingshi heard him talk about it, this is the dress Carl prepared for himself, and the gloves are engraved with a variety of enhanced spells and spells to avoid magic.

This is the magic of the Winster family.

For example, Fuyuki's Tosaka family is good at [transfer of magic power], the Winifred family of Ebner has a unique experience in [precise operation] of magic power, and the magic topic that the Winster family has studied is [Enhancement]. Moreover, it is [compound strengthening].

It is no exaggeration to say that if he was the head of the Winster family in the previous generation, after applying an enhanced magic spell to himself, his physical body would be enough to match the strength of the servant.

(This is ...... Ready for war? …… He, what is he doing with this? )

Tsukahara didn't quite understand, but instinct told him that Carl couldn't go wrong and believed him. So, the crystal poker quietly flipped from Tsukahara Mingshi's sleeve to the palm of his hand.

"Okay, then."

Karl Hailan's eyes caught a glimpse of Tsukahara Mingshi's careful vigilance, and nodded with satisfaction, secretly agreeing with the ease of understanding in his heart. He clenched his fist and stretched it out towards Tsukahara Mingshi, but Tsukahara Mingshi on his side clearly saw that there was nothing in it...... It's just a fist.

Just when he didn't know what to do......

Boom!

The sound of metal clashing!

Like lightning and fire, the part of the back of Carl's hand that was wrapped in silver bracers sparked with blazing sparks! Because of the great force, Karl's arm was raised exaggeratedly! Karl frowned and pulled his arm back with all his might!

The flying prop can have this power - to shake Carl's strengthened arm into the air, enough to see the power of this blow!

It's servant! Not a magician!

Quiver!

Immediately after, there was the sound of wood being hit.

A cross shuriken was nailed in the night, with the night, with a cold glow.

Enemy attack!