The timeline of the Holy Grail War is completely out of order, and the few iconic events that were originally scheduled will almost never happen, and for those who have memories of the original Fourth Holy Grail War, that prophetic foreknowledge may even mislead them in some ways.

Compared to the Eight Nine Temples and Kaguya, whose strength can be stable in the upper reaches of this Holy Grail War, Yan Feng Qili is more than a step behind in terms of body and ability.

The agent is very strong, and Yan Feng Qili, who is a first-class agent, can be said to be one of the most powerful existences among the participating masters, but in the face of such an unreasonable existence as the servant, he is still difficult to match as a human being.

Sometimes I really can't understand how Rin and the boy managed to compete and even kill the Heroic Spirit one-on-one in the Holy Grail War ten years later.

At this time, he should be an expressionless person with a heart like water, and he is perfectly playing his own Yan Feng Qili ten years ago, because of the facial paralysis he shows, there is no way for people to tell what he is thinking.

"Your black tea."

The only thing to be thankful for is that his servant is no longer an old man in the mountains who can only be used for reconnaissance, but has been replaced by a more powerful vampire hunter, although I don't know why she likes to disguise her identity with a maid, but there is no doubt that even if the other party reins in his murderous aura, he can feel that the assassin's hands have been stained with countless blood.

There are monsters and there are humans.

Killing can only be done by the strong.

Sakiya? Brando, that's her name, is supposed to be based on the thug who committed a horrific murder in England a hundred years ago, and is now wearing a blue and white maid outfit, standing respectfully next to Qili.

This etiquette is not for the lord of Yan Feng Qili, but more like it is done to someone who is not here.

According to the previous communication with her, Yan Feng Qili knew her servant's wishes, she had the existence she wanted to see, and she wanted to go back to her homeland, so she needed the Holy Grail, she needed that wish, and before she realized her wish, she would play the role of a good servant of Qili.

I really want to see her look of despair when she learns the truth about the Holy Grail, how happy it must be.

However, it seems that she does not have a very good impression of herself.

Giving black tea to Yan Feng Qili is not a sign of service, and the master in Sakiya's heart will always be only Remilia, according to her, this is just a daily training specially done to avoid rusty skills in brewing black tea.

As for Yan Feng Qiliman's dissatisfaction, whether she wants to drink it or not, it's none of her business.

Sharp as Sakuya, she already sensed malice in a certain disguised priest, and she hated him.

"Assassin, go spy on the lancer."

Yes, even though the world has changed a lot, there are still some constants.

The stupid Tosaka Tokitomi, the righteous Emiya Kiritsugu, and Kenneth, who is not sharp enough.

A lot has changed, but the Lancer group is like a stubborn stone, ready to do the lure battle in the predetermined event.

"Follow them and find out the other masters."

This kind of behavior of exposing himself to the eyes of everyone will definitely attract Emiya Kiritsugu, who likes to snipe the master.

If there is anything that Yan Feng Qili must do in this war, then there is no doubt that he killed Tosaka Tototomi and fought with Emiya Kiritsugu again.

At the thought of seeing the face of his old enemy again, Yan Feng Qili became a little excited, and even his body was a little irrepressible, he wanted to fight, he longed for blood.

"Okay, don't you have any other orders?"

After collecting the black tea, Sakuya asked with a signature smile, the same as Yan Feng Qili's expressionless face, this is the poker face that belongs to Sakuya, as the perfect and dashing head maid of the Red Devil Pavilion, she will not forget her elegance even when she is fighting.

Silence is answering.

In the blink of an eye, only Yan Fengqili was left in the basement of the church.

In the dimly lit basement, only candles can be illuminated, and it was here that he was persuaded by the hero King Gilgamesh to go from nothingness to depour, but the heroic spirit of the hour is no longer a powerful archer, but has been replaced by an extremely evil demon.

I don't know what kind of existence it is.

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a deep voice came, a little elegant, but more mature and deep than Tosaka Tokitomi.

How can it be!

This is the basement of the Templar Church, not something else, if the Hero King can also enter in a spirit way, then this evil aura is so strong that even ordinary people without any magical literacy will be creepy when they see it, it is impossible to pass through the enchantment.

And most importantly, there is not even a trace of the outer barrier being triggered, as if it is unaware of the entry of the Servant.

"It's ...... What a bonus. ”

Now Yan Feng Qili can only express his inner unrest with such words, and the strange way of entering can probably only be explained by the Servant's special treasure first.

Standing on one foot, with his hands in front of his chest, facing the wall, Dio posed in a very strange pose, different servants, the same scene, inexplicably Yan Feng Qili remembered his own guide - the hero king who taught him to fall, and finally let him achieve the crime of killing the teacher with his own hands.

Although they were two completely different existences, just like that time, Yan Feng Qili also felt something.

"Originally, I just went out to hunt every day, but I didn't expect to see such a good subordinate in such a disgusting place."

"This is the second time we've met, the previous one was in Vanilla? Inside Ace's mansion. ”

Strange name, I don't know what the relationship between this heroic spirit and the time is, Yan Feng Qili didn't answer immediately.

The next time, however, his whole body stiffened.

Dior, who was still standing in front of him, had completely disappeared, replaced by Dior sitting next to him, and in his hand was the church scripture that Yan Fengli had always treasured.

When?

Could it be that he is also the holder of the ability of time like the Assassin?

"Church books have always been boring, oh, by the way, introduce myself, my name is Dior? Brando is the man who will eventually become the ruler of this world. ”

"Dior? Brando? ”

It looks like repeating the name, but in fact, the focus of Yan Feng Qili's attention is on the surname in the back, and his servant Sakuya? Brando's exact surname, and the ability to be of the same type, inevitably reminded him of the same type.

Sibling?

No, there is too much difference in temperament and age.

So it's father and daughter?

As if he had found a workable explanation, Qili took over the book that was cherished by his father, and followed Dior's gaze.

"I feel the darkness lurking in your heart, this is really a wonderful match, the priest who looks noble and has no flaws, is actually the existence of demons hidden in the depths of your heart."

Dior's eyes were full of smiles, full of appreciation, and there was appreciation for the existence of Yan Feng Qili.

"It's just that your behavior is too inefficient, and there is still a hole in your heart."

Obviously it was only the second time they met, and the man named Dior talked to Yan Feng Qili in a familiar tone.

A delicate dagger was handed into his hand, this is more like a work of art than a weapon, Yan Feng Qili is very familiar with this weapon, because he used this mercury sword to stab Tosaka Shichen to death in the first place, and after it was handed over to Rin, he also died under this sword.

It's as if there's a curse attached to this weapon, and whoever sends it will be stabbed.

"Now take him and show me your potential."

Be tempting.

"Kill your father, kill your master, only a man with a strong heart can survive in this world."

was seen through.

Yan Feng Qili felt as if she had been stripped of all her disguises, and the darkness in her heart that had been poured by the evil of this world was completely exposed under Dior's eyes.

He had a similar idea for a long time, but he never mentioned it and did not put it into action, but Dior seemed to see through everything and pushed everything to the stage, so that he could no longer wait, could not hesitate any longer.

The flowers of evil have bloomed, and it's time to reap the fruits.

Dio patted his shoulder lightly, flicked away the dust that didn't exist on Qili's body, and said in an expectant tone, "Father Yanfeng, I'm looking forward to your performance." ”

It's gone, but it's not a relief.

What Yan Feng Qili felt was not relaxed, but a kind of loss.

It was as if he was not walking with a demon, but with the object of his longing and respect.

This feeling is even stronger than the original Hero King, compared to the two servants, the Hero King is like an enlightener, opening the door to Qili's inner world, bringing darkness and filth into the hole of Garan in his heart.

And the latter is more like a leader, from him, Yan Feng Qili felt the redemption of being a wicked person, the satisfaction of being a wicked person, as if being a wicked person and not approaching him was an extremely great sin.

The mercury sword gently slashed across Yan Feng Qili's fingertips, he already had a basic plan for those two things, Yan Fengli is a master of Baji Boxing, and his attainments in boxing are even better than Qili, so just on the impulse of the moment, if you don't prepare well, you will be burned when you enjoy this dish.

As for Tosaka Tokitoki, it's good to kill it at will.

Crickets and mustard hours.

"Both of the servants before and after have murderous intentions for you, my master, you are really a great magician."

More ridicule than admiration.

At the same time, Sakiya, who was already heading to the hotel where the lancer group was, shook her head helplessly, and she already felt it after a few stops of time, that kind of dim world seemed to be the same as her natural offense, and every time she felt it, there would be a very strong urge to kill in her heart, if it wasn't for enough restraint, maybe there would have been a dead person.

"Still, the time-capable? I'd love to see you again. Only by killing you with your own hands can we wash away the shame of that time. ”

Sakiya stroked the dagger hidden under the hem of her sleeve, and remembered the strange existence with a double ponytail and heterochromatic pupils, but last time it was thanks to her, the eldest lady and Pachouli-sama both suffered a big crisis.

As a servant, this is one of the greatest shames, and only her death can wash away the shame of Sakiya.