The Third Holy Grail War Secret Tales (Master Prologue)

(a)

The cool evening breeze gently caressed the brightly lit city at its feet, Fuyuki City. The bright moonlight, under the light and starlight, gently sprinkled on the already deserted street.

The occasional lazy chirping of a cat can be heard in the dim and clear alleys, and the breeze sweeps through the silent park, where several couples in love are gently embracing each other, unaware that the night is deep. Everything is so ordinary.

Wu Yuan and the people came out of the convenience store on the side of the road with a few newly bought sorbets in their hands, and a black cat looked at the people with its warm green eyes across the road, and then "meowed" into the shadows of the night. Although the body is obviously tired after a day of hard work, the thought of his gentle wife and innocent and lovely daughter at home unconsciously lifts up again.

"I must support this family!"

Thinking like this, in the evening breeze of Xixi, his sideburns, which were a little gray due to work and social pressure, also looked radiant at this time, tightened the convenience bag in his hand, took a steady step, and walked quickly along the road to his home.

"Squeak" I think of a pleasant metal grinding sound, which is a sound that can only be produced by the friction of metal that has become smooth over the years! Then, followed by a soft "bang".

"Daddy!"

With the sound of "da-da-da" trotting barefoot on the wooden floor, a girl of about 13 years old ran out from the opposite side of the entrance and threw herself into the warm embrace of the person who had just entered the door.

Wu Yuan and people seem to have been accustomed to this way of greeting, a helpless face gently touched the plush head of the daughter who has reached his shoulders, although he likes such a lively and lovely daughter very much, but her childish innocence that has not faded after going to middle school has made people have a headache.

"Where's Mom?"

"Cooking!"

Mai Yuan Yichun raised his head and grinned toothily at Kazuto, and then stared at Kazuto with a pair of big wet eyes.

"I'm so hungry! Let's go, eat! ”

He pretended not to see anything, put on a pair of brown cotton slippers, raised his legs, and strode towards the living room!

"Dad~Dad~"

Yichun anxiously pulled the sleeves of the people and shook them! Maybe it's because his vanity as a father has been satisfied, Kazuto turned around with a sudden smile and handed the convenience bag in his other hand to Yichun.

"Oh! I almost forgot, give, it's sorbet tonight, hehe! ”

"Thank you, Dad!"

Yi Chun snatched the convenience bag in the wide palm of his hand, and ran into the kitchen with a "da-da-da"!

For some reason, Yi Chun especially likes to eat sorbet, watching Yi Chun leave with sorbet in his arms like a 6 or 7-year-old child. The mood of the people has also become excited, and perhaps it is this happy back that makes me not forget to bring back a piece of sorbet every night!

This kind of life that is not very rich, but very fulfilling, is your greatest happiness!

Thinking like this, he put on his slippers as easily as usual, and kicked the floor with his toes and walked towards the living room.

……

The lights were dim, and the people were still sucking the soup of the hamburger on the plate, looking intoxicated.

"Really, every time!"

The beautiful woman who was sitting next to Kazuto and Yichun was listening to the prime-time hit radio drama angrily patted Kazuto's back lightly with her palm.

"No way, my wife, your craftsmanship is getting more and more superb, and every time I can't help it!"

With a "ruffian" smile, a resolute and square face is full of flattering smiles at this time, and there is an indescribable weirdness and warmth.

Just like a soft cake with fresh cream, it's perfect with a sweet and sour cherry.

"Dad, every time I see you smile like a gentleman, it always gives me a distorted sense of beauty, and I still can't adapt to it after so many years!"

Yi Chun licked the cool ice cream, looked disgusted, glanced at the people with a smile in his eyes, and said seriously.

"Poof!"

Aiko (Yichun's mother and Kazuto's wife) obviously didn't hold back and laughed all at once, but she still tried her best to educate Yichun with a straight face.

"How can you say that about your father? Respect your father, right? Metamorphosis~Morphos~Gentleman~Gentleman~"

Aiko was supposed to be a serious word, and the tone of the last sentence has become strange and weird!

"Uh......"

After hearing this, the expression of the person was obvious "uh", and then put down the plate that was already smooth and shiny, and lay back on the sofa, looking like he was really convinced by your mother and daughter! However, as an adult man in charge, saying the word "uh" in front of his wife and children is enough for him to be "proud" for a lifetime!

"Hahaha......"

The sound of laughter echoed through the dark windows, in the quiet and quiet of the night.

Perhaps, ordinary life is a person's greatest happiness!

……

Next to the residential area where Maien Yiharu's house is located is the Tosaka family, a very famous local family.

Quiet nights, quiet streets, quiet bushes, everything is so quiet, quiet and a little eerie, there is not even a trace of insects in the large bushes.

It's like an isolated space, exuding a creepy atmosphere, a huge Shui Wuyue home, a huge "ice coffin", every ordinary person who sees this house will think like this.

Suddenly, a loud muffled sound came from the location of Tosaka's house, and the space around it shattered like frozen glass! The magnificent and luxuriously shaped Tosaka family's house, as the space burst out, became a ruined wall, desolate and lonely, only some helpless sparks beating in the ruins. It is as if it had just experienced an air strike by the United States on Iraq in the name of justice, leaving only an inch of scorched earth behind.

The bright moon in the night sky had turned into a huge wormhole surging with blood-red magma, deep and eerie, exuding a mesmerizing and powerful evil aura.

……

In the dead of night, the residential area that had just been brightly lit was completely silent, and only a dim street lamp only illuminated the small area below itself under the oppression of the night.

Dance garden clothes spring home.

Close to the living room and bedroom, Wu Yuan and the person tossed and turned, as if they were distressed about something, raised their right hand, and then reached under their pillow and felt out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, put it on the tip of their nose and asked about this familiar breath, and was about to move it to their mouths, when they suddenly heard the slight breathing sound beside them, hooked the corners of their mouths, and put the cigarette back.

"What's the matter, with people, still not sleeping?"

Aiko opened her slightly worried eyes and asked in a hazy mind. He hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said, "Aiko, have you noticed that food and clothes have become more and more expensive recently, but bicycles, furniture, and other things have become cheaper and cheaper?" ”

"Hmm!" Aiko pondered for a moment, "But isn't that better for us?" Mom and dad in the countryside will bring a lot of food from time to time, except for formal clothes and school uniforms, we can make the rest ourselves, right? ”

"That's right! But ......" and the person's face was a little melancholy, as if a faint mist shrouded the brows, lingering, "but this situation has been going on for two months, and I always feel a little uneasy if it goes on like this!" ”

If this continues, it always feels like something bad is going to happen!

"Don't think about it, isn't this the result of His Majesty's wise rule? Otherwise, how can ordinary people like us afford bicycles? Aiko slowly stretched out her hands in the warm quilt and gently hugged Kazuto from behind, "His Majesty the Emperor is very benevolent!" ”

"......" Kazuto was silent for a while, and then issued a reply that agreed with Aiko's point of view, "Hmm! ”

Then he closed his eyes, which were already bloodshot from exhaustion.

"His Majesty the Emperor is very kind to ordinary people like us, how could he do something to hurt us!"

……

The tears of the ice god turned into a flowing galaxy, and the splashes of water streaked across the dead night sky, and we are always bound by the ordinary in our ordinary lives.

……

On the outskirts of Fuyuki City, Fuyuki Church.

At this time, it was directly below the huge blood-red wormhole, and this phenomenon would only think that it must be dazzling if it seemed to ordinary people. But it does exist here, and the strange light is sprinkled, and the already slightly old winter wood church against the background is also extremely weird!

The air purified by the surrounding plants is so fresh that it is impossible to breathe, as if time has frozen here, even though the temperature shows no signs of dropping below zero degrees Celsius.

Suddenly, a brilliant scarlet light broke through the roof of the church and flew into the sky, disappearing into the huge wormhole in the sky. The wormhole was suddenly impacted, and in this quiet and oppressive night sky, it first stood still and churned for a while, and then, the surging blood-red magma gushed out of the wormhole, swallowing the entire Dongmu Church in an instant and then swept away in all directions, just like the rolling Yangtze River in ancient China, churning and roaring ** this fragile land.

The scorching magma seemed to ignite even the air, and not far away, in Fuyuki City, most people were still asleep, unaware of the danger.

……

Dance garden clothes spring home.

"Aiko, Aiko, wake up!"

And people gently push the sleeping Aiko.。

"What's wrong!"

Aiko looked at Kazuto with slightly angry red eyes, although she was woken up in the middle of the night, but she understood that Kazuto would not wake him up for no reason, so she hoped that Kazuto would give her a reasonable answer.

"Did you hear any strange noises?"

Seeing Aiko's black angry eyes, Kazuto hurriedly said.

"Huh?" Aiko listened to it for a while...... He said, "There are no strange sounds! ”

Aiko obviously didn't understand what Kazuto meant, but she seemed to hear the faint sound of the river rushing just now, and when she saw that Kazuto was still distressed, she said, "Kazuto, I seem to have heard ...... just now."

The words were not finished, but they could not be said any more, and in the eyes of Kazuto, who had never been cloudy, Aiko's gentle and quiet face quickly turned black and turned into dust! The originally dark hut was illuminated by the fire.

"Aiko ......" and people didn't have time to grieve, they immediately raised their heads and stretched their necks to look at the room of Yichun in the dance garden, opened their mouths, but a trace of sound came out, and the next moment, there was a fiery red in front of them, and then a warm darkness collapsed!

"Yichun, run!"

The Great Kanto Earthquake, also known as the Great Tokyo Earthquake, was an earthquake that occurred on the Kanto Plain in Japan at 11:58 a.m. on September 1, 1923 (Taisho 12). The magnitude of the earthquake was as high as 7.6 on the Richter scale, and the epicenter was Izu Oshima Island in Sagami Bay. The area of influence includes Tokyo, Kanagawa, Chiba, and Shizuoka prefectures. According to figures released by the Japanese government, the total number of dead and missing people is more than 140,000. The damage caused by this natural disaster was the worst in Japan before the war, and according to a study by Kashima Construction, a total of 105,000 people were confirmed to have died in the Great Kanto Earthquake until September 2005.

(b)

The fire, like a flying elf, danced and danced throughout Fuyuki City, as if the daughter of the god of fire had just escaped from the arms of her parents, swaying her youth to the fullest.

Everything in Dongmu City is like receiving the baptism of the heavens, and in the fierce and passionate flames, it turns into wisps of pure gunsmoke, and after the baptism of scorching, it is put into the arms of the night sky that loves the world like Nuwa.

The night sky, illuminated by the firelight, also seems to be ignited by that enthusiasm, and under the embellishment of the cold stars, it exudes an intoxicating warmth.

"The drum reported four watches, and the ground shook six times.

The flame speaks for the Buddhas of the three worlds, and the Buddhas of the three generations listen to it on the ground. There is no end to the void, and the avenue is endless.

If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful.

Easily insert the stems and grasses, and the jade building and jade hall are in the sky. ”

……

The fire burned until the cruel morning sun rose from the horizon and faded out in the cold morning light, dawn was not a good time, and anyone thought so, for she would make everything clear.

As the sun shines, the picturesque city of Fuyuki gradually emerges from the dense smoke, and large swaths of charred black earth reflect a spectrum full of tenderness under the cold light of a huge red jade in the sky.

"Daddy...... Mommy ......"

Yichun was wearing a room ** that was almost scorched black, walking on the dilapidated road full of the pungent smell of charcoal with blank eyes, muttering something vaguely in her mouth, Yichun passed many people along the way, and was also passed by many people, and no one paid attention to where she was going, because, in this catastrophe with countless deaths and injuries, she was lucky!

The cool breeze blew through Yi Chun's ears, making Yi Chun violently shake a spirit, and his spirit was clearer, looking around, there were many survivors wandering around like her, wandering in this almost life-destroying Dongmu City.

I heard that it was a fire that spread from the forest, but what kind of fire can burn this city made of reinforced concrete to such an extent, isn't this a punishment from heaven for the city?

I have always been attached to spring, how can I imagine the pain when winter comes.

……

The wrath of the gods fell from the sky, and the blazing red flames swept across the earth, but the horror was still so white.

……

Time passed quickly, and the emperor's relief came quickly, dozens of bags of rice were neatly arranged in front of the military transport truck, more than a dozen soldiers were neatly lined up in front of an iron stove in front of the car, and a huge cauldron that seemed to fit an adult goat into it kept tumbling out some slightly flawed rice grains in the boiling water.

No one looted, no one complained, everyone quietly and consciously lined up to receive the relief food distributed by the country. Of course, there are also people who do not come to receive it, because, for those who have lost their loved ones in an instant, it is their desire to die.

"The dead are long gone, and the living still need to be strong to live!" This kind of nonsense is said after the fact.

At night, the rain was pouring down, and it seemed that even the heavens were mourning something, and countless raindrops the size of soybeans poured down from the dark and gloomy night sky, slapping on the dry and scorched land, making a "Lingling" sound, this beautiful melody was like Beethoven, who was deaf in both ears, played the "Symphony of Destiny" passionately.

Yichun, who had been wandering for three days, finally fell to the ground without support, delirious, and everything in front of him began to wither.

The rain soaked Yi Chun's light single clothes, kept accumulating, and then turned into countless trickles that flowed along the veins of the whole body to the cold ground.

Yi Chun lay on his side in the middle of the dirty road, looking at the small puddle in front of him that reflected his lifeless face, and under the dense raindrops, there were layers of heart-warming ripples.

Yi Chun felt that there was an incomparably heavy darkness all around, and she couldn't breathe, and the small water beach in front of her was so clear that people couldn't help but sink into it and never come out again.

"Hey, wake up, I can't sleep!" An eager voice came from far and near, a soldier, with an ordinary face, but only the bright black eyes, shining in the rainy night.

Yi Chun wanted to stretch out her right hand, but unfortunately she was weak and didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. The vision became more and more blurred, the sky became darker and darker, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of the eye, and the whole world began to fall.

……

Vaguely, Yi Chun's consciousness saw a shining golden light cluster in the chaos, and gradually moved closer to its source along the light, getting closer and closer, until the tentacle stopped in time.

At the end of the light was a golden wine glass, filled with an incomparably clear liquid, so warm and holy!

In a trance, this golden wine glass was like a white jade bottle, pure and flawless, only the clear liquid did not change.

Yi Chun slowly stretched out his hands and took the liquid in the golden wine glass, wanting to "kiss Fangze"!

The fingertips were getting closer and closer to the liquid surface, and the moment Yi Chun's fingertips touched the clear liquid, this hybrid space was instantly covered with golden light, and Yi Chun slowly closed his eyes that should not exist in this space with a reassuring smile in this light full of tenderness and holiness.

I want to ...... Sleep longer!

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The golden glet (San-greal) is a wine glass used by Jesus after he sent off Judas Iscariot and his 11 disciples at the Passover dinner before the crucifixion of Jesus on the 14th day of the Jewish calendar in 33 C.E. Jesus once took the cup and told his disciples to drink the red wine that symbolized his blood, thus establishing the Memorial Rite. Later some people believed that this cup had some kind of magical ability because of this special occasion. Legend has it that the magic furnace of Anwen was the predecessor of the Holy Grail. As myths and legends evolve, the Holy Grail has become a universal wish machine.

The jade bottle, the jade bottle is a magic weapon in the mythological story, Guanyin holds the jade bottle, which stores nectar water inside, and has the effect of resurrecting the dead. In "Journey to the West", Guanyin once used this bottle of water to save the ginseng fruit tree. The jade bottle in the hands of the two demons of Pingdingshan was originally the water of Taishang Laojun. The mana is boundless, and he once captured Sun Wukong. Another form of the universal wish machine in myths and legends.

……

Big Ben, London, United Kingdom.

Big Ben, the clock tower attached to the Parliament Chambers of the United Kingdom, is the famous ancient clock in London (i.e. the Palace of Westminster Clock Announcer). Built in 1859. Installed on the 95-metre-high clock tower on the east side of the North Houses of Parliament at Westminster Bridge, the circular clock dial on all four sides of the clock tower, with a diameter of 6.7 metres, is a traditional landmark of London. On June 26, 2012, the United Kingdom announced that it would rename the clock tower of London's famous landmark "Big Ben" as "Elizabeth Tower".

This is only Big Ben in the eyes of ordinary people, and in the eyes of some special people, it is a huge academy - Elizabeth School of Magic and Magic.

The name "Elizabeth" is derived from the Hebrew personal name Elizabah (???????????? In the Old Testament, this is the name of Aaron's wife. The word "Elishabah" literally means "to swear in the name of God." In the early Greek texts of the Bible, the name is transcribed as the Greek form of Ελισ?βετ.

Yes, magic does exist, unlike what the general public thinks, but no one can say that it does not exist until there is enough evidence that it does not exist.

Right next to this huge building, there is a slightly luxurious villa, which although it looks like it has just been built, but it exudes an ancient atmosphere.

In the villa, a middle-aged man who looks very capable is anxiously calling the girl on the bed, slightly hoarse and looking particularly sad in this medieval European-style bedroom.

"Belica, Belica......"

Mai Yuan Yichun, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by this voice in an impatient mood, and a good sleep was woken up, and anyone would be angry.

"It's noisy, you ......"

Yi Chun didn't say any more, because she saw a pair of green eyes full of worry, red and weeping, and a strange Westerner face full of anxiety, but ...... I don't know what happened, but I felt very kind.

"Belleka, you're so worried about me!"

This kind stranger spoke the language he once knew and had a headache with—English—but now he understood him without hindrance, and it seemed that the stranger knew him, who was "Belica"? Having a very close relationship with yourself? And where is this?

This...... What the hell is going on?

(c)

Elizabethan School of Magic and Magic, Big Ben, United Kingdom.

Belica has been in this place for three months, and she has roughly figured out her current situation: the original Mai Yuan Yichun's body has died, and only the soul is attached to the British girl who has just died, and the little girl named Belica seems to have died because of her recklessness to open up new magic circuits on her own.

What is the point of a wish that has come true and a person has died?

His current father, that is, Belica's father, is ostensibly a government worker, but his real identity is the contemporary head of a five-generation magician family - Murray? Anteas, who was a fairly gentle father, but the family began to decline, and the burden of family revival was always on Murray's not too broad shoulders, so that Murray's short blond hair gradually lost its youthful luster.

Maybe this little girl named Belica also took the risk to open up a magic circuit in order to help the family revivenation! But she found out that she was going to die before she died, and her strong longing made her call Yichun's soul to replace her, maybe so! Because the original Belica is dead.

And now, he is carefree to study magic as an ordinary student in this Elizabethan School of Magic. I didn't expect that there really is magic in this world, and there is such a perfect education system, which is incredible.

The joy of life again washes away the pain of the previous fire, and the novelty of magic also dilutes the discomfort of coming to this strange environment, children are children, everything is always forgotten so quickly, the only thing left is the indelible truth that his parents have died, even now this father is a very gentle father, a responsible father.

Belica was walking down the hallway of the Academy of Magic, constantly thinking about what had happened since she came here, and suddenly, she felt someone tap her shoulder, "Ah——! When I turned around, I saw a big smiling face.

"Hey! Belica, what are you thinking, so absent-minded? This is a very handsome oriental youth, with soft short black hair gently sticking to his forehead, and a pair of black eyes revealing youthful enthusiasm, which makes people unconsciously feel good.

Belika looked at him and her heart skipped a beat, "So handsome——! ”

"Nonsense, of course Young Master Ben is handsome and unreasonable!" The boy smiled haughtily at Belica's mutter.

"Who are you?"

"Ugh!" The young man's arrogant smile suddenly froze on his face, "I'm Bai Lie, Chris?" White! ”

"Oh......" Belica lowered her head and thought for a moment, then turned to Chris behind her and said, "I don't know! ”

"Ahh Chris was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after the back in the distance, "Belica, Belica, wait for me......"

Hearing an anxious shout behind her, Belica hooked the corners of her mouth, ignored it, and continued to walk forward.

……

Time flies, and five years of time have turned into meteors and flew into the sky.

Antyas House, London, United Kingdom.

"Father, do you have anything to do with me?"

Belica pushed open the wooden door carved with an ancient pattern and entered Murray's room.

This is an extremely artistic room, with oil paintings on the ceiling, soft red carpets on the floor, all kinds of books neatly placed on the ancient wooden shelves on both sides, a wide and large rosewood desk by the window, and the neat stationery on the table shows that the owner must be an upright and rigorous person!

"Belica, my child, I have an important matter to discuss with you!"

Murray, who was lying on his back in a wooden chair, rubbed his swollen temples and sat up, his red eyes reflecting Belica's delicate, youthful face.

"What's the matter, father?" It's strange that it's been a long time since I've had my father become like this.

"I want you to go to a fight, a fight between magicians!"

It's like a drop of thick black ink dripping into a bottle of newly bought pure water, which is very little, but it has also been polluted, and it can never return to its original clarity!

"Yes, Father!" Belica thought for a moment and agreed.

Murray closed his eyes in pain, as if he was annoyed by this decision, but in the end he still sighed helplessly, and said: "My child, you still have five years to go before this fight, you must hurry up and improve your strength, I will send you to my teacher's home to learn magic, that's it." ”

After Murray finished speaking, he lay down on the chair weakly, and the bright red carpet on the ground became much darker at this time, and Belica silently retreated, she knew that her father needed to be quiet at this time.

Father, you are still too gentle, I ...... I don't want to be the little girl who can't even see the bones of her parents anymore, and besides, magicians are creatures who will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, father, you are really not a qualified magician, so let me go down the path of magicians for you......

The sunlight shines through the glazed panels of the window, stretching Belica's increasingly resolute shadow long, long......

Buckingham Palace, United Kingdom. The palace in Hyde Park, the UK's largest royal park, has another ordinary and warm day.

A little blonde girl about 11 or 12 years old, wearing a pink** princess dress, was happily pulling a man with short brown hair and talking about something with great interest. The face of the man who was pulled was full of helplessness and pampering!

"Teacher Beywa, please teach me some more interesting magic! Please! ”

The little girl's big blue eyes shone with a thirst for knowledge, and her innocent and cute little face was really unbearable to refuse.

"All right, Miss Aina, but remember that magic is something that no one else should know, including your parents!" Beiva reluctantly admonished.

"yes, I see!" Aina heard Beyva's words and understood that he had compromised, and quickly nodded.

"Alas~! So, Miss Aina, look ahead! Beiva sighed, picked up an ordinary gravel from under his feet, held it gently, and after a few obscure whispers, a pale blue light shone through the gaps between his fingers, and the light only flickered for a moment before disappearing, and when he stretched out his palm, the original stone had turned into a small crystal dragonfly with a shaved head.

"Wow! Teacher, you're amazing! Aina's eyes twinkled with countless small pink bubbles, and she happily took the little dragonfly in Beiva's hand.

Beiva looked at the happy Aina, a trace of warmth appeared in her eyes, and she sighed, she was originally here to participate in the magic discussion, but she was accidentally left by the noble family she stayed in half a year ago, the eldest lady of the Besarius family? After seeing the scene when he was casting his magic, it is conceivable that Beyva could not kill Aina, because the Besarius family was a huge magical family, but Aina, as the second daughter, did not have the permission to know. Helpless, Beywa can only be pestered by Aina to teach her magic. However, Aina, who had never studied magic, appeared to be extremely talented in magic, especially elemental magic. In half a year, Aina has mastered the basics of magic and has her own magic circuit, which is already better than her brother.

However, the joyful jumping and jumping Aina also made Beyva, as a soldier, often show a smile of love. Beeva, who was watching Aina play, seemed to have a sudden thought of something, and the light in her amber pupils gradually dimmed.

(iv)

Beywa looked at the bouncing Aina? Bessarius gritted his teeth and said in a gentle tone, "Miss Aina, I think I have something to tell you!" ”

"What's the matter, teacher?"

"It's been half a year since I first taught you magic, and I've been in the UK for a year, so it's time to go back to my home country!"

"Ahh Aina was stunned, and the little dragonfly in her hand fell to the ground and shattered, "How come, can't you stay?" ”

Looking at Aina's bewildered expression, Beiva smiled helplessly and spread her hands, and said: "My dear Miss Aina, I can't do this, the current situation in my homeland is worrying, as a glorious imperial soldier, I can't help but return to my homeland!" ”

On August 1, 1918, during the German Revolution, Germany changed to a republic, but the struggle for power continued, and the extremely **** communists seized power in Bavaria. President Friedrich? Albert signed the Weimar Constitution on August 11, 1919, and the revolution ended. In 1929, the Great Depression, the harsh peace conditions imposed by the Treaty of Versailles, and the prolonged instability of the government, gradually lost the people's identification with the government. The legend of the stabbing in the back is widely circulated, and it is believed that Germany's defeat in World War I was due to those who wanted to overthrow the government. The Weimar government was considered a betrayal of Germany because of its affiliation with the Treaty of Versailles. The German Communist Party and the Nazi Party had a parliamentary majority in 1932. After the failure of several government cabinets, President Paul? Feng? Hindenburg appointed Adolf? Hitler was Chancellor.

Beiva half-crouched, holding her knee with one hand and caressing Aina's hairy head with the other, and said in an unchangeable tone, "I must go back!" ”

"Then ......," Aina asked, holding back tears of sadness, "will you go back and forth?" ”

"Yes, definitely!" Beywa smiled, cool and refreshing like the shade of a great French plane tree, "When I come back next time, you must surprise me with your magic skills!" My dear Miss Aina! ”

"Hmmm! You'll be amazed, definitely! Aina said firmly in her lovely voice, her big sapphire eyes full of faith!

……

It was the most beautiful and pure look I have ever seen in my life, like a star in the sky that no one has ever touched!

- Beywa? Cannafitch

……

"Mr. Beywa, my most beloved teacher, the next time we meet, I will definitely surprise you!"

Is this Aina? A seed of life planted in the heart of Betharius will one day grow into a towering tree that no one can touch.

The afternoon sun is no longer so scorching, but sprinkled with light as a gauzy sunshine, quietly spread on Beywa and Aina, gentle smiles, as beautiful as angels!

……

August 1, 1918, China, off the coast of Guangdong.

A little girl with beautiful short brown hair was staring blankly at the roaring bonfire in front of her, her face full of sadness, because in the midst of this bonfire was her father, who had died of a serious illness here while traveling the world with her. She lost her mother at a young age, and here she lost his father when she was about to reach the age of 12.

Although the simple villagers helped her cremate her father, it is still unclear whether she will be able to survive alone at the age of 11.

The villagers around looked sympathetically at this little foreign girl who had lost her support, the sky slowly darkened, the onlookers gradually left, and bursts of cooking smoke wafted out of the village.

The little girl still stood motionless, the afterglow of the setting sun in the evening breeze, through the suffocating humidity of the air, turned into a dark silhouette reflected on the little girl's young face, a beautiful, with a little upturned short brown hair, which seemed to lose its luster in this beautiful seaside evening.

A flock of white seagulls is like a handful of finely crushed sugar, scattered in the endless orange-red juice.

No one came to talk to this little girl, and in this era when she could not solve the problem of food and clothing, an ordinary fisherman's family could no longer afford to raise such a child. If you can't afford to raise it, you turn a blind eye, this world is so real and headache-inducing.

However, this can't be entirely blamed on them, life is already very difficult in this world after the ** war, the invasion of the Eight-Nation Alliance, and the signing of a series of unequal treaties.

Gradually, the sky was completely darkened.

"Is this it?"

"This is it!"

……

After a few faint words, a few dim lights appeared behind the little girl, and it was several villagers carrying dim kerosene lamps to find her, but a cleanly dressed, tall and sturdy man behind these villagers was obviously a little out of place with the surrounding villagers, especially the bright red gem wrench on his left hand, even such a heavy sky could not hide its beauty.

The man walked over and half-crouched down beside the little girl, with an approachable smile on his angular face.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

The little girl did not speak, and the two jewel-like eyes on the little face, still with a sad look, did not focus on the man's face in the slightest.

Seeing that the little girl did not speak, the man scratched his head and continued: "You will live with me from today as my adopted daughter from now on, okay?" ”

Although I used "Okay? This question ended, but he had no intention of listening to the little girl's answer, and stood up and took the little girl's hand and walked down the road that had been stained with ink in front of him.

"Alice!"

The little girl spoke, her voice as beautiful as a nightingale, and her less proficient Chinese sounded as rhythmic as the beat of a song. The man was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and grinned wide, revealing two rows of white, neat teeth.

"My surname is Long, and my name is Jairus!"

When someone is in trouble, someone lends a helping hand is the warmest, and the villagers who are unable go back to find capable people to help those in need, the world is sometimes so beautiful, like Dove chocolate, take a bite, it is silky!

……

On August 12, 1918, a new Congress was established in the House of Representatives. On the same day, Feng Guozhang and Duan Qirui resigned by telegram. On August 30, Sun Yat-sen prepared to reorganize the Kuomintang. In August 1918, Lenin and Trotsky founded the Red Army of the Soviet Union and the Red Navy of the Soviet Union, but due to differences of opinion in the Peace of Brest, they were assassinated and wounded by the **** Socialist-Revolutionary, which had adverse effects on health.

睚眦 (yá'zì) 睚眦, one of the nine sons of the dragon, the head of the dragon body, the head of the jackal, the strong personality, brave and good at fighting, the thirst for killing and aggressiveness, always holding the sword in the mouth, glaring angrily, engraved in the knife ring, the hilt swallowing the mouth, in order to increase its own powerful power. As the saying goes: the virtue of a meal will be repaid, and the grievances of the eyes will be repaid. Jairus became the embodiment of all evil. It is good for killing, so the ancients often carved it on the swallow where the blade of the sword meets the handle, which adds to the intimidating power. It is not only decorated on the weapons of famous generals on the battlefield, but also used in a large number on the weapons of honor guards and palace guards, so as to appear more majestic and solemn. Because the emperors believed that Jairwood could defeat all evil.

(5)

August 1, 1918 (Taisho 12), Tosaka Mansion, Fuyuki City, Japan.

In a lavishly decorated room, the flat walls were covered with crimson wallpaper with ancient patterns, and on the bright red carpet, there were three people, two magicians, a church priest, and two people of completely different sects, and the harmonious atmosphere was a little strange no matter how you looked at it, as if something bad was being discussed.

The magicians' faction is the famous local landlord Squire Tosaka Gin, the contemporary head of the Tosaka family, and his daughter Tosaka Sakiri.

On the Templar side, the overseer of the Third Holy Grail War, Father Ryōmasa.

The glass of the window is like a landscape painting, full of lifeless green, and the vivid hue is dizzying.

"Silver, long time no see!" Father Lizheng asked with a gentle face, his humility revealing a strong sense of confidence, yes, he always had a faint spirit in him when he became a Templar priest at the age of 24.

"yes, it's been ten years!" Tosaka Gin let go of the hand he was holding Sakiri and gave Father Rimasa a warm hug.

They turned out to be small, but Father Rimasa was indeed born in Fuyuki City, and it is not surprising that he and Silver know each other, looking at the current situation, the relationship between Silver and Rimasa still seems to be very good.

"Are you the one who participates in this year's edition, Silver?"

Hearing Lizheng's question, Yin's happy smile suddenly became a little bitter, shook his head, and said, "No." ”

"You're quitting?" Father Lizheng was a little puzzled, but his face was visibly relieved when he heard Silver say that he was not a participant in this Holy Grail War.

"......" Silver didn't speak, but just turned his head to look at his daughter, who was less than half as tall as him, Saki Tosaka!

Seeing Gin's movements, Father Lizheng seemed to think of something, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he stared at the seven-year-old girl with a stunned expression.

Just like the ancient Greek enchantress Medusa, even if she has a pure heart, she can't change her sinful experience, because fate is predestined.

"That's right, the Holy Grail is my daughter, Saki Tosaka!"

A sentence was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which overwhelmed this young priest, who had been receiving the ideological education of benevolence and protection for the world.

And Saki Tosaka, who didn't understand anything, just looked curiously at this priest uncle who seemed to have a good relationship with his father, but had never seen it, with big blank eyes. Her right hand, with its strange and strange blood-red mark, was clutching the neat corners of her father's clothes, as if everything seemed to her to be fresh and full of danger except her own.

"So...... Is the master this time Sakuri? ”

"That's right, for the glory of the Tosaka family, I think she will definitely win the glory that the family deserves when she participates in the Holy Grail War in five years, and I will be proud of her at that time!"

"But even five years later, she's just a child!"

Father Rimasa looked at Tosaka Silver with a little anger, but his good cultivation still made him try his best to suppress the anger in his heart, like a pressure cooker of excellent quality, all you can see is the miserable white water vapor at the outlet.

"Hmm!" Tosaka Silver was undeniable, and touched Sakiri's little head lovingly, "That's right, even then she was just a child!" ”

The words that seemed to be answered were full of the desire to look at the girl Chengfeng, tepid, like the sweet sound of a hot soup spoon when it was dipped into butter.

“…… Yes! Father Lizheng was stunned for a moment, and then the anger in his eyes was instantly absorbed like dry ice sublimation. He squatted down gently, stretched out his calloused right hand, pinched Saki Tosaka's extremely elastic little face, and asked, "Sakiri-chan, do you love your father?" ”

"No, my mother told me before she died, love is an adult's thing, and children can't say love!"

Sakiri Tosaka used her clear voice to give an absolutely negative answer, but the Templar priest who crawled out of the pile of countless dead people almost shed tears! As a child, how did she perceive the expectations of her parents, and how did she manage to recognize the fact that her mother had died at the age of seven, she was really sensible and good.

"Well, children can't say love, so you have to grow up!"

"Okay!" Saki Tosaka's innocent smile made Father Rimasa feel so good that he wanted to tear everything apart.

The afternoon sun is always the warmest, and the soft light shines through the glass made of quartz, and the three people in the room are also frozen in this harmonious atmosphere, forming a gentle and heartbreaking picture.

……

The so-called Templar Church is an organization that protects the world and keeps the world from touching the non-scientific society, between the magical society and the scientific society, and is powerful, has a strong violent organ, and gives priority to the interests of the majority of ordinary people, and believes in the true God Jehovah. Due to the strength of the participants in the Android War, and it is very likely that they will act arbitrarily in disregard of the "Magic Shall Not Be Known to the Public", so the Templar Church has sent personnel to participate in this battle between magicians as the referee and overseer of the Android War.

The so-called magicians, just like the literal meaning, people who can use magic, because of the development of society since the beginning of the industrial revolution, began to exclude non-scientific products, persecuted, suppressed magicians with the help of the government, began to hide people's eyes, mingle in the ordinary society, obey the government, regularly complete work and receive high remuneration. If there is one word to describe a magician, it is: a creature who will stop at nothing to achieve its own ends.

……

On August 2, 1918, Japan declared war on Russia and began its attack on Siberia, which was followed by civil unrest and vicious unrest.

The sharp rise in rice prices has caused severe economic hardship, particularly in rural areas where rice is a staple food. Because of the huge gap between the government's statutory purchase price and the high current price, farmers became extremely hostile to rice merchants and government officials who kept rice prices out of control. After the First World War, the price of rice peaked. The resulting inflation has caused a spike in the prices of a large number of consumer goods and rents, and as a result, urban residents have also become dissatisfied. Instead of solving the existing problems, the government bought all the rice in the market because the Siberian troops needed military rations, and the price of rice continued to rise. The government's inability to intervene in the economy has led to protests of discontent spreading from rural to urban areas.

The rice riots were an uprising unprecedented in the scope, scale and violence of Japan's modern history. On July 23, 1918, the riots first began in a small fishing village near Uozu in Toyama Prefecture. What began as a peaceful petition quickly escalated into riots, strikes, looting, deliberate attacks on police and government offices, and armed conflicts. In mid-September 1918, more than 623 riots broke out in 38 cities, 153 towns and 177 villages across Japan, with more than 2 million participants. Since the February Revolution that overthrew the imperial system and the October Revolution that advocated communism had taken place in the Russian Empire the previous year, the Japanese government took a vigorous repressive approach. Some 25,000 people were arrested in the aftermath, and 8,200 of them were sentenced on various charges, ranging from fines to death.

Taking responsibility for the outbreak of the riots, Prime Minister Masashi Terauchi and his cabinet members resigned on September 29, 1918. After that, Hara organized the first political party cabinet.

The connection between this incident and Japanese imperialism is still inconclusive. Scholars believe that in order to alleviate the tight supply of rice in Japan at that time, Japan strengthened rice production in the colonies of Korea and Taiwan at that time.

(f)

At the same time as the three members of the Tosaka family met, the other chosen jihadist was extremely confused in the dark.

Fuyuki City, Japan. The family of Kiri.

In a gloomy basement, Hiromi sat on the first floor of the stairs, gently stroking the blood-red mark that had just appeared on his hand. And below the stairs where he was sitting, there was darkness filled with the smell of blood.

Countless dark red liquids are like a living mollusk, constantly tumbling and boiling. At this time, the engraving magic that has been handed down by the Tong family since ancient times - blood baptism. Soaking the body in liquid magic by making animal blood into a liquid magic trick to expand the magician's own circuitry is indeed a good way to give in proportion to the receipt, but it looks disgusting.

"Father's ......"

Hiromi looked at the filthy basement, and his heart was full of doubts and puzzles.

Ten years ago, when Hiromi received his first blood baptism, his father, the Tsukiri inkstone, was very careful, and when he introduced liquid magic, he dissolved a small cup of small cups into a huge bathtub, for fear of hurting his body because of the excessive concentration of magic.

Dirty inkstone only had Guangjian this child in the year of the sixtieth year, but his powerful magic skills, integrity and noble personality all made Guangjian proud.

However, in the past year or two, Hiromi has discovered that something is gradually wrong with Vesta, and the volume of the magic liquid has begun to increase exponentially, and its concentration has become thicker and thicker, and the huge sensory stimulation often makes Les feel painful.

And this is not the point that makes Hiromi wonder, because as a son, Hiromi Makiri understands the mood of being a father with a dirty inkstone, the Holy Grail War is coming, and there is not much time left, and this time it will be another century to wait, so he can only use the remaining time to maximize his strength.

The real point is that the temperament of the dirty inkstone has changed, and it has become gloomy and cunning, which makes the dirty inkstone's thin and dry body because of old age naturally give people a weird feeling in the passage of time, but what it is, Les can't say, just judge the changes of the dirty inkstone by feeling.

"Isn't he asking me to participate in the Holy Grail War anymore in search of the truth?" Hiromi thought back to the old, wrinkled, but still resolute face of the dirty inkstone, and shook his head, "How is it possible! ”

When I saw myself, I felt incredible, why did I have such a thought, "Use the treasure of the Holy Grail to seek the truth of the world" Isn't this exactly what the dirty inkstone said to himself ten years ago? At that time, his face was as if he knew where his most beloved thing was, and his expression full of happiness became the happiness of Hisakami, who participated in the Holy Grail War for the happiness of his father. Seeing that he had cleared his mind, he got up and took off his clothes, and walked into the squirming darkness.

……

The so-called truth is often an inadvertent question, but I don't know why everyone likes to try to believe in this truth when all the facts are placed in front of their eyes, just like the noble lotus in the pond, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed!

……

The junction of Africa and Asia, the Red Sea.

The refreshing sea breeze blows on the sea, a round of bright jade plates hangs in the sky, and the gentle moonlight shrouds the calm and vast sponge like a thin veil, making the whole sea surface seem to exude a faint brilliance.

On a small black-brown island and reef, there is a blonde girl, there is a person lying on this reef with a surface of less than ten square meters, in the middle of this vast sea, there is no transportation moored next to the reef, and the most important thing is that it has been blown by the sea breeze for so long, the white dress worn by this girl does not have a trace of water stains, strange thing!

The girl's right hand stretched out to the sky, and the moonlight illuminated the girl's scarlet eyes through the gaps between her fingers, refracting rose-colored light, and the small and delicate face could not be said to be a masterpiece of heaven at all, but it was a pity that there was no trace of emotional fluctuations on such a beautiful face.

"Is there another five years? Finally ......"

The girl muttered softly, her big eyes without a trace of warmth looking directly at the blood-red tattoo on the back of her hand.

"Legend has it that we vampires are beings cursed by God, but if we hate us, hate us, and curse us, then why should we be endowed with great strength, a long life, and a high command? Why? Our Father—God! ”

A look of pain flashed in the girl's eyes, and she thought about the problems that all the higher beings in the world had almost never thought about, having lived for 500 years.

"If you don't love us, why did you create us?"

The girl has a nice name - Luna? Hiska, and there is a resounding name in the entire non-scientific community - the Hymn of the Silver Moon!

……

Vampire are legendary supernatural creatures that survive by drinking the blood of humans and other creatures. Early vampire legends spread throughout the Balkans and Eastern Slavic regions. In these legends, a vampire refers to the corpse of a deceased person who rises from a grave to suck human blood. But over the past 100 years, with the continuous adaptation of novels, movies, and pop culture, the common image of vampires has gradually evolved into a kind of fantasy creatures with supernatural powers that must be kept alive by sucking blood, active at night, and often evil.

The origin of the legend of blood-sucking creatures can be traced back thousands of years, and in the myths and legends of the early Mesopotamian civilization, the ancient Hebrew civilization, the ancient Roman civilization, etc., there are devils who suck the essence of human beings. However, the creation of the image of vampires in the true modern sense mainly came from the compilation and publication of oral folklore in Eastern Europe in the 18th century.

In these legends, a vampire refers to a corpse that is able to crawl out of a grave and suck blood after death. Under the conditions of underdeveloped medical treatment, some people who did not really die, but were only in shock, were buried, and then when they woke up or regained their activities, they were regarded as immortal beings. During the Black Death epidemic in Europe, the fear of the continued activity of the dead was created in situations of extreme panic, hence the legend of German vampires like Nitat, who had the ability to spread the Black Death.

Cain, the eldest son of Adam and Eve, who was cursed by God for the sin of killing his brother and became an eternal forced to suck blood, was guided by Lilith to learn how to squeeze great power out of blood after meeting Lilith, who had turned her back on the Garden of Eden. The Bloodline designated the day of the revelation of the ancestor Cain as the first year of the Blood. Cain is the source of the vampires, the starting point of this evil bloodline.

Driven by loneliness, Cain used the entrails of animals and his own blood to create a second generation of vampires, the second generation is believed to exist in total of 5 people. Later, they pursued the descendants of Adam and Eve together, but they were rejected as monsters and were exorcised by these "brothers". Grief-stricken, the second generation of vampires began to try to establish a "dark Garden of Eden". They gave birth to 13 offspring of their own, the most powerful of the vampires, the third generation. After God's Noah's Flood, the third generation of vampires who were survivors united to kill their fathers, including Enoch, Zillah, and Irad, who were confirmed to have been killed, and the remaining two remained incognito and have been missing since. This story and the later postponement prophecies about the betrayal of the third generation of vampires are both taboo histories within the vampire clan, and the history is extremely remote, so there are very few descriptions of the second generation of vampires.

(g)

August 1, 1923. Great Büllen, Great Britain, Castle of Einzbergerm.

This ancient castle, which has disappeared in the wind and snow all the year round, is like a huge work of art, it seems that every brick and tile is hand-carved, huge, heavy and exquisite, but the only flaw is that this ancient castle does not have a trace of warmth.

Angel? Feng? Einzberen, a man like a work of art, stood quietly in front of the tall window as he had for countless years before, his blood-red eyes clearly reflected the snow white outside the window.

She didn't know why she did this, shouldn't she quietly wait for fate to come? Could it be that the self without a "soul" still longs for something?

She didn't understand that her knowledge from books and the experience of never being far from the castle were not enough for her to realize what she wanted, so this unconscious desire made her a habit of looking out the window at the white world.

"You're here again!"

A steady middle-aged, white-haired man walked over from the end of the carpet in the hallway. The pair of eyes on the handsome and resolute face that were exactly the same as Angel's, in addition to the deep blood red, also added a little more bright color. Yubstakuhaid? Feng? Einzbelen, the 8th patriarch of the Einzberen family, "Ahad", seems to be interested in Angel, but from his serious smile, it can be seen that he has obviously come to have more important things to do this time.

"Angel, when the time comes, tomorrow I will send someone to send you to China!"

Angel turned around and looked at the man who had given her life, and a trace of fluctuation finally appeared in her eyes.

"Yes, Patriarch."

Finally, has it arrived......

The wind and snow outside the castle gradually calmed down, the sky changed from a dark sea blue to a clear lake blue, and the white earth showed a pink and jade beauty in the soft sunlight.

……

August 1, 1923, Ruhr military base, Germany.

Beiva walked with Yuri's steps in an underground tunnel that had never been marked on the map, the damp and oppressive air in the tunnel was dull and a little maddening, but Beiva didn't seem to feel anything, and still walked unhurriedly by the light of a dim incandescent lamp of five meters.

Along the way, there were some equally dull and dim figures that quickly passed by Beyva, bringing a not-so-cool air flow, which made people feel a little creepy.

At the end of the tunnel, there was a rusty iron door, with a neat collar that had not been messy, and he raised his hand, "Knock! Boom! Boom! Three rhythmic knocks rang out at the door, followed by shouting, "Report!" ”

"Please come in!" A deep voice came from behind the iron gate.

"Yes! Sir! ”

"Squeak——!" Beywa pushed open the door and strode in, his young face full of heroism.

It was a very ordinary office, with nothing but a wooden sofa and a huge desk full of books and papers.

"Put your name on it, young non-commissioned officer!" Behind the desk, a thin old man looked at Beiva with a pair of large, piercing eyes without a hint of warmth.

"Chief, my name is Beyva? Cannafitch! The voice was slightly nervous, but the answer was still unhurried, which made the old man's eyes flash with appreciation.

"Hmmm! You should know that our country is now in a recession, inflation, and presumably something big should happen soon! ”

“!” Beyva was shocked, and did not understand why he was talking to himself about such a thing, and did not dare to talk, and continued to listen to the old man.

"In order to deal with this situation, the government has taken measures, but with little effect!" The old man closed his eyes and coughed lightly, and when he opened them again, his gaze became very sharp, "And now, we know a way that is not a solution, and if it succeeds, it can solve the domestic problem in an instant?" And this method needs a trustworthy and powerful person to complete! ”

Beiva understood that it was time for him to make a statement, and immediately said loudly: "I am willing to shed blood for the motherland!" ”

Seeing Beyva's excited face, the old man smiled, crossed his hands on the tip of his nose, and said, "Sergeant Beyva, you are a magician!" ”

Beyva's passionate expression instantly froze on his face, and he looked at the old man who had heard that he was a big man above and didn't even know his name!

……

"Sergeant Beyva, you're a magician!"

“！”

Looking at Beyva with a shocked face, the old man squinted his eyes and continued, "Since you are a magician, you should know about the Holy Grail War!" Isn't it, Sergeant Beywa? ”

"......" Beywa instantly understood what the task was, hesitated for a moment and said loudly: "Yes, sir! ”

"I think you're already clear about the content of the mission! Do you want to take on the task of letting the people know that you saved the country, even if it is completed? ”

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

“！” The old man was a little surprised to see Beywa so simply, "Don't you want to make any conditions?" The reward for this mission is that you can meet all your requirements as long as it is within the maximum allowable range of the country! ”

"Report sir! I don't ask for anything! Beywa looked at the old man's eyes, which were still a little incredulous, and said seriously: "Before the magician, I was still an imperial soldier, and the motherland is my lifelong wish!" ”

"......" The old man was stunned for a moment, then grinned, "Hahahaha!" Well done, then, Sergeant Beyva, first of all, let you die! ”

Beyva's pupils suddenly constricted, and his face was incredible!

……

On June 22, 1923, the German currency depreciated sharply, and the German central bankers despaired. Rudolf Havenstein, president of the German Bank, said the situation had become very desperate.

Mark's value has fallen very staggeringly. In just 3 weeks, half of the price was lost. At the beginning of the month, $1 was bought at 74,500 marks. But on this day, the value of $1 was 136,000 marks.

The war severely damaged the German economy, but the main reason for the destruction of the German economy was the occupation of the Ruhr by France and Belgium. The occupation began after the Compensation Commission declared that Germany could not export enough coal. Since the occupation, the protesting miners have drastically cut coal production. They don't even produce enough coal to meet domestic consumption. Germany was forced to import, and in this way, it cost a lot of money.

Social welfare spending in Germany is also staggering, as a result of thousands of people being displaced from the Ruhr. As of April, the central bank had sufficient reserves to offset this consumption. These reserves are depleted, and Mark is compensating for the cost. (To be continued.) )