Kyogokuhiko had a dream from a long time ago, the dream was a dark and dreary court, maybe its true color was not so dull, but in the memory, even the newly painted red palace walls revealed a lifeless taste.

He is the only prince, destined to sit in that supreme position, his father is a ruler of the world, leaving him a prosperous and prosperous world, if reincarnation is a skill, he has probably already cultivated his skills to the full level.

But so what, he was still faced with boring and boring days after days, with all the ministers and servants with their own thoughts, and none of them were truly loyal to him, and it would be a pity not to have some fun with them.

He appointed traitorous eunuchs, but chopped them clean when their claws stretched too long; He lived outside the palace for more than ten years, feasting and drinking in the middle of the night, deviating from the norm and allowing rumors of his extravagance to spread all over the world, and then drinking with the expression of the minister's collapse, although he felt disgusted even by touching those prostitutes.

The only happy time in his life is probably to drag the men and horses to drive the expedition in person, and heartily beat the enemy to the distance of dozens of miles, at that time the warm bonfire in the barracks was mixed with heroic military songs, and he even remembered it in a dream.

This may be one of the few glorious aspects of his history, but so what, His Majesty the Emperor has always believed in the pleasure of time, and after his death he will be a big wave—he has no sons, and he has no need to plan for future generations.

Honestly staying in the capital for a lifetime, how could he accept his fate, the more he told him not to do it, the more he had to do it, according to the current statement, he should be the so-called youth rebellious period has arrived.

It's a pity that no one dared to fight against an emperor in that era, and the young master is still living in the era of youth and rebellion.

In the morning, I felt a burning headache in my hands, and I realized the source of that long-lost dream.

Kyogokuhiko lay on the bed and looked at the scarlet lines on the back of his hands, if I remember correctly, it should be a magical thing called "Spell", through this strange pattern, you can clearly feel that the power on your body is connected with some kind of huge and mysterious existence, and it only takes one thought to be able to lightly mobilize the power that can be called a miracle in the eyes of ordinary people.

and the twisted longing that continues to pass on to Kyogokuhiko through the imperceptible path.

"I want to be born!" "Let me come!" "The world, let me see the world!" "So hate, so hate, why didn't you let me be born." "Born! Born! Get me out of here! "Help me! I can make any wish come true for you! "Ahhhh It's painful! I curse the world! I curse! ”

Endless resentment surrounds Kyogohiko.,Waiting for an opportunity to try to occupy this **.,If it's this adult.,If it's this adult's.,If it's this adult's.,If it's this adult's.,You must be able to get out of the Great Holy Grail.,You can definitely come to this world!

Kyogokuhiko doesn't care about getting more free tattoos on his body, but he also doesn't mind completely reducing some of the things that foolishly take advantage of his weaknesses.

So, before your sick leave is over, it's good to go out and visit Fuyuki City.

Half an hour after the little young master happily made his decision, he stood on the land of Dongmu City with his luggage, traveling lightly and without making any preparations.

What a wayward capitalist.

Thinking so, the pilot of the plane left the airport with the private jet of the Kyogoku family.

The Kyogoku family has an old-fashioned two-story house in Fuyuki City, although no one has lived in it for more than ten years, but every day someone cleans and organizes it on time, and you can move in at any time.

The taxi driver was a very enthusiastic middle-aged man, who diligently helped Kyogokuhiko put away the box and opened the car door, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Kyogohiko read the address on his mobile phone to him, and the driver smiled and said, "That's the oldest place in the city, are you going to visit the elders?" ”

"Just to hang out." Kyogokuhiko looked at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the car window and replied lukewarmly.

"Yes, then please be safe." The driver said, sighing softly, "Now the world is not peaceful, a few days ago the hotel exploded, children were abducted everywhere, many people died due to problems with the large props of the movie, and there are some murderers dangling outside, listening to it makes people panic, don't tell you, I'm going to move to the field with my family tonight, the youngest daughter of the family is only five years old, it's really reassuring to stay here." ”

"It's okay to get out of here, I won't be here for long, you don't have to worry." Kyogokuhiko answered, and mentally wrote down the information provided by the driver.

"I just like to make you laugh." The driver laughed.

"A kind-hearted person is often rewarded." Kyogokuhiko said, pulling out the last few bills from his wallet and throwing them to the driver, dragging his suitcase into the courtyard door of the house.

At this moment, it is six o'clock in the afternoon, the time of the sunset, and the old house that has been uninhabited all year round, and the black and dark look extremely gloomy.

Most of them are youkai who don't have much of a career or have only moved here from other places in the last hundred years.

It's rare to see such desolation above the spiritual veins.

But it's right to think about it, the Tosaka family, the manager of Fuyuki City, is a magician, and has the magician's usual xenophobic escape plot, and has cleared the non-human creatures here early, plus the older big demons are sleeping and dying, and the rest of the little monsters can't even hide from the most basic spells, and they cry and kneel to beg for mercy after a little beating.

Kyogokuhiko held his hands and looked condescendingly at a large group of monsters huddled together in strange shapes on the ground, and said, "It's okay to let you continue to live here, but there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, understand?" ”

The youkai looked at the spell attached to the wall in horror and nodded like garlic.

In this way, the little master harvested the free labor during the winter wood period.

In the blink of an eye, it was night, the early spring in Fuyuki City was already very warm, and some of the enslaved youkai were running around the house diligently, making sure that all the people around them were asleep and would never be woken up, some of them scattered to the city to listen to the news, and some of them diligently melted the sterling silver, drawing a huge and complicated magic array on the ground according to the sample drawing, and the last part gathered around Kyogokuhiko, trembling and waiting for the moody young master.

Dinner was a set meal bought from a restaurant, and two little monsters who were just a little higher than the lunch box stood on the table, one held chopsticks with difficulty to pick out the shredded radish that the little master didn't like to eat in the lunch box, and the other held a spoon to dig out a spoonful of rice, and tiptoed it to the little master's mouth.

The little monster has a fluffy head, and its long ears hang down and shake like a rabbit, but its claws are in the shape of a cat's paws, and the pink meat pads look very easy to pinch. They are also a kind of small monsters that are a specialty of Fuyuki City, and they can't even speak, and can only make a "chirp" sound.

Kyogokuhiko chewed the food in his mouth as he flipped through the books in his hand - a certain little youkai had returned from the Tosaka family's mansion with a pile of books to curry favor with his new boss, and there happened to be a lot of information about the Holy Grail War.

For Kyogokuhiko, who can't even memorize the seven major job agencies, he undoubtedly wants to doze off and send a pillow.

"My lord, I'm done," another youkai stammered as he hid behind the door.

"Got it." Kyogokuhiko finished reading the last book, rubbed the furry heads of the two hard-working little youkai, and walked through the living room to open the door to the storage room.

The storage room was empty, and a moonlight shone through the high, narrow window, which shone right on the magic circle on the ground. Each stroke of the huge circle is intertwined with each other, forming its own unique meaning, and the luster of sterling silver shimmers in the moonlight, like a ladder connecting the world and the heavens in the legend.

In fact, about a few hundred years ago, the ladder still really existed, but unfortunately it was broken into several pieces for various reasons and it was difficult to rebuild.

Well, for all sorts of reasons.

The spell in his hand had begun to get faintly hot, and Kyogokuhiko raised his hand and recited the incantation he had just recited five minutes earlier.

"Full, full, full, full

The cycle repeats, followed by five

However, when it is full, it is the opportunity to be abandoned

Its base is silver and iron

The foundation is the Grand Duke of the Stone Contract

The wind from heaven came to separate it with a wall

The doors are open and closed in all directions

From the crown

Cycle back and forth on the three forks in the road to the kingdom"

The wind rose, and the sound of air surging suddenly began to sound in the room where the doors and windows were closed, and with the center of the magic array as the axis, the wind gradually rotated into a huge cyclone, as if the actual aura escaped from the magic array, flowing in the direction of the wind, and was dispersed into a cloud of gas by the rapid wind.

Bright purple thunder flickered in the clouds, and with each light, the power drawn from Kyogokuhiko's body increased, and it was as if it was going to squeeze him dry, and the cyclone expanded to the entire storage room, squeezing the windows and doors with a bang, and the youkai guarding the doors and windows were frightened and weak.

"Annunciation-" Kyogokuhiko's expression was very calm, as if he hadn't seen the electric light that had approached him, and his tone was not half wavering.

"Thou shalt obey my commands, and my life is with thy sword

At the call of the Holy Grail, if you are willing to obey this will and this righteousness, then respond to it

I swear by it

I wish to accomplish a good deed in the world

I would like to punish all the evil deeds in the world

Thou art the seven heavens of the three spirits, from the wheel of restraint and the guardian of the scale—"

As the last note landed, the light in front of him was in full bloom, and in an instant, nothing could be seen in front of him except a piece of white flowers, and a large amount of spiritual energy overabsorbed by the magic array overflowed back into the room, condensing into clouds of mist in a small space, and the unfinished electric light drifted between the clouds, Kyogohiko tried to open his eyes, and before his blurred vision could recover, something rushed towards him.

A pair of powerful hands grabbed the boy's fragile neck and slammed him against the floor of the storage room, his bones thumping against the floor and causing him to frown.

Kyogokuhiko couldn't see anything clearly, all he could see was a pair of honey-colored golden eyes that still shone through the thick mist.

"Let go." He struggled to grasp the hands between his throats, forcing a sound out of his aching throat.

"Handle, let go!"