Caster has always been an expert at getting things done.

Regardless of the strength for the time being, in the two Holy Grail Wars in the original Winter Wood City, both Bluebeard and Mother C had made things worse.

Now Wren has decided to make the most of this fine tradition of Caster and make the current stagnant situation lively.

In the depths of the unknown dense forest, the crazy skimming continues, in fact, it is not the first time that Wren has placed the transformed Soul Devouring Array and Spirit Sealing Array in this world, but tonight's movement is even greater.

Wren's eyes were filled with a faint blue light, and a layer of blue smoke like a cold star was swirling around his body, making him look as if he was a demon from hell.

The two six-pointed star patterns stored more than half of the devouring magic power, and the other half was continuously purified, assimilated, and absorbed by the starry qi in his body......

The aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and the aura of the stars in his body became more profound and mysterious, giving people a sense of inscrutable and unpredictable.

Just like after absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy in the steam world, after devouring and assimilating a large amount of magic in this world, the aura of the stars began a deep transformation.

The morning dawns and the sun rises.

The bright and warm rays of sunlight in early winter took away the coolness of the night, but it could not dispel the desolate and dilapidated scene in the forest.

It lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon, when Wren, who stood like a sculpture under the tree, finally took his steps.

In the sunlight, he stepped on the withered weeds, and walked unhurriedly through the withered trees and shrubs and the cold carcasses of many animals.

He is like a god of death, but he is bathed in the sun, walking on the golden wheat field, spreading death.

Back on the national highway, Wren changed into casual clothes, borrowed a modified motorcycle from an enthusiastic citizen who loved drag racing, and drove it at full speed.

"No wonder there are so many people who die in car crashes every year, and many young people still like drag racing, which is so refreshing."

Wren looked excited, the throttle valve that had been completely loosened, and the two wheels spun rapidly and let out a brave roar.

The roar of the engine of the V-shaped four-cylinder 1400 of the motorcycle was like a lion cast of steel.

Boom

Wren was speeding all the way through Fuyuki City, and the tachometer pointer had already exceeded 5,000 revolutions, and the deadly speed shocked every passerby.

"Oh my God, Yajima-kun, who was that great god just now? With such great skills, why haven't we seen him before? ”

On the side of the city's main road, a yellow-haired young man stopped the engine with an unwilling expression, took off his motorcycle helmet and asked his companion.

"I don't know, Shunsuke-kun, don't chase him, his speed has exceeded 240 kilometers per hour, and we can't catch up on such a section of the road, unless you don't want to die."

Wren didn't hear the conversation between the two veteran drag racing parties behind him.

He continued to rush forward, and the furious bass of the engine suddenly transformed into a deafening, intense high.

After shaking off the angry drag racing party and the traffic police, he took a few detours and returned to the cheap hotel.

"Mr. Ackerman, you're finally back, and I've wrapped the gift." Ryunosuke said excitedly.

On the wooden table, there are two very exquisite gift boxes, and it can be seen that the murderer has spent a lot of effort.

Wren straightened his messy hair with a comb and grinned:

"Will I write the specific address and find the postman?"

"No problem, spend some money, they will definitely deliver on time." Ryunosuke rubbed his hands, a little impatient.

"Very good, get ready, go see the excitement tonight."

………

Without the French marshal killing people everywhere, this day is very calm, and the calm makes people suspect that except for the gas explosion in the docklands last night, Fuyuki City is really peaceful.

Until the red sun fell in the west, the dark blue night gradually shrouded, and an undercurrent began to surge.

More than 30 kilometers west of the city of Fuyuki, there is a magnificent ancient stone castle in the midst of the dense fog and barriers.

At first, the Einzberen family disdained to set up a stronghold on the direct territory of the rival Tosaka family, so they resorted to financial resources to buy the whole piece of spiritual land in the forest closest to Fuyuki and build a luxurious castle.

Of course, this kind of almost paranoid insistence and aristocratic arrogance is meaningless in the eyes of Emiya Kiritsugu.

However, the concealment and defense here are not bad, and it can be used as a base to rest for the time being.

In the splendid living room, on either side of the dining table, Emiya Kiritsugu and Alice Fell sat opposite each other.

Emiya Kiritsugu listened expressionlessly as his wife told him about the incident of meeting Caster last night, and the dumb furry king was a little absent-mindedly guarding Alice Phil's side.

"In other words, Berserker may be Lancelot, the Knight of the Round Table, and what will happen to Kiri's house tonight." Emiya Kiritsugu said with a twinkle in his eyes.

He temporarily gave up attacking Kenneth, based on his rational judgment of the situation, the building could be bombed at any time, so it was better to wait and see.

Because now that he doesn't do anything, everyone will start to deliberately target the Tosaka faction with two servants, Archer and Assassin.

He didn't want to divert the hatred for the other party, especially the existence of Yan Feng Qili made him feel like a fish in his throat.

"Kiritsugu, shall we go to the Kiriya now?" Alice Fell looked at her husband and asked softly.

"Of course, do it now, but don't get too close just yet." Emiya Kiritsugu gave a rare look at the Dumb Fur King, "Saber, what do you think of Caster's strength?" ”

Artoria was stunned, since she was summoned, Emiya Kiritsugu had barely spoken a word to him.

The Dull Hair King pondered for a while, remembering that when facing Wuming, his intuition would occasionally give a vague warning:

"I think he hides his strength, he seems to have an ability that makes people subconsciously ignore his danger, not a breath block, more like the ability to obscure himself like a fetish."

"Really?"

Emiya Kiritsugu muttered to himself, but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Alice frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously:

"Kiritsugu, I don't understand, he and Berserker together forced Gilgamesh back, and he exposed Hassan's existence, so it stands to reason that ......"

"It stands to reason that he has made a feud with the Tosaka family, and he should continue to deal with Tosaka Shichen instead of making trouble for the Makiri family." Emiya Kiritsugu analyzed very calmly.

This is indeed a suspicious point, Berserker killed the hero king as soon as he appeared, and it would be strange to say that there was no grudge between the night of the wild goose and the tosaka minister.

In any case, Caster shouldn't have dealt with the night of the night with the minister.

The enemy of the enemy may not be a friend, but it can be used after all, so why did Wuming do this?