Chapter One Hundred and Five: The Last Group
The moonlight is hazy, and the approach is lined with dense trees.
After bidding farewell to the visitors, Wren walked up the bluestone steps.
He was not in a hurry, his steps were steady, and when he went up the mountain, he found Saber standing in front of the gate of Liudong Temple waiting for him.
Wren showed a look of surprise, and couldn't help but think of Kojiro Sasaki, the janitor used to be in this position, and then Saber might also be the janitor.
"Wuming, what happened not long ago?" Saber looked at him with a solemn expression, a slight puzzle in his eyes.
There wasn't much movement in Yamashita's fight before, but she could still detect it.
Wren walked up to her side and said in a very casual tone, "A friend, has left. β
"Friends? A human magician? It shouldn't be Rider, it can't be Archer, it's a little ......" Saber's lips moved slightly, his expression very puzzled.
She had an extremely weird feeling before, the guy who fought with Wuming, but the aura was very similar to Wuming, as if there were two Wuming fighting.
If her perception wasn't wrong, it would be ridiculous.
"Saber, stop guessing, take a break, you have to work tomorrow." Wren shrugged and said perfunctorily.
"Wuming, are you hiding something from me?" The Dumb Fur King stared into his eyes with an inquiring expression.
"Don't worry, I didn't hide your private money."
Glancing at her serious little face, Wren yawned lazily and stepped into the Willow Cave Temple.
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Saber was stunned for a moment, then snorted softly, the guy started talking nonsense again, and she had a headache.
Until now, everything about Wuming still seemed extremely mysterious to her.
She followed, and the two entered a guest room together, where Emiya Kiritsugu and Maki Yanya were tidying up.
"Is it arranged?" Wren asked softly.
Jian Tong Yan was a little sleepy at night, and yawned: "The rooms in the temple are sufficient, and they are all cleaned up." β
"How's the arrangement going?"
Emiya Kiritsugu held a cigarette in his mouth and said lightly:
"There are not many people in the temple, only the abbots of the past generations, the Liudong family, I have hypnotized them with magic, and they will leave early tomorrow morning to go on vacation.
As for pilgrims and mountaineering tourists, hang a sign at the bottom of the mountain tomorrow morning and close the mountain for a few days. β
Seeing that it had been arranged, Wren nodded slightly.
He suddenly remembered Yanagito Issei, the future president of the student council of Hozunhara Private School High School, who was originally one of Shirou's few friends.
But now he should still be a little boy.
After dealing with the abbot's family, as long as it is arranged again, it can ensure that there is no one around and no innocent people will be harmed.
"It's you, can the large magic enchantment that reinforces this area, and that formation be completed tomorrow?" Emiya Kiritsugu glanced at him and asked.
"No problem, you guys rest, I'll go and set it up." Wren grinned, and dissipated into a shower of light.
The core of the formation has been arranged, and it is connected with the Great Holy Grail formation in the cavern under the mountain, and the rest is just to arrange the nodes.
Of course, there are many nodes, not only all over the entire Yuanzang Mountain, but also dozens of miles at the foot of the mountain.
Heaven and earth, but that's it.
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Fukayama Town, Tosaka House.
In the luxurious mansion, the living room is spotless and tidy, because Tosaka Tokitomi used a low-level envoy to clean it.
In wartime, he was still in the mood to clean his home, worthy of being the king of pots, always remembering the family motto, and maintaining elegance and calmness no matter what the circumstances.
It's a pity that the problem of dropping the chain at the critical moment has also been passed down.
In the study, there was a faint smell of blood.
Shi Chen threw himself on the street, not gracefully pounced on the floor of the study, and the blood quickly stained the carpet.
With an extremely sharp short sword stuck in his back, his expression was a little painful, this was not an emotion, but a physical reaction after being attacked.
There was only one emotion in Shi Chen's eyesβdoubt, and he lay on the floor with an unexplained and confused expression.
Behind him, Father Mapo, who had just stabbed his teacher, smiled.
In his life, he had never had such a pleasant smile, and Yan Fengqili was very surprised that he could show such a happy smile.
Shi Chen left, walking peacefully.
The process is also very simple, the Assassin has been eliminated, and his Imperial Master Yan Feng Qili has no use value, so naturally there is no reason to continue to stay in the Tosaka Mansion.
Shi Chen was preparing for the decisive battle in the near future, so he began to chase away the guests, he was actually out of good intentions, after all, the apprentice had no servant, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.
Out of gratitude to his beloved disciples, he gave Mapo the "Treasure of the Teacher", a commemorative magic costume AZOTH sword (mercury sword, whoever gives it to be stabbed).
Shi Chen also turned his back to Father Mapo defenselessly, and led the way with a smile on his face, preparing to send his beloved disciple all the way to the gate of Tosaka Mansion.
Then, Shi Chen sent himself away.
In the past three years, Shi Chen has always misjudged the personality and spirituality of his disciples, and he has not realized how distorted and evil his disciple's nature is.
A radiant aura emerged beside the gradually cold remains, and the golden Servant appeared as an entity.
"Humph! This kind of ending is really disappointing. β
Mr. Jin's bright red eyes showed contempt and disdain, and he pressed his toes against Shi Chen's face.
He looked interested, glanced at Yan Fengqili, who was in a happy mood, and his tone was full of sarcasm:
"This king is still expecting you to fight, but look at his stupid dead look, and he has an expression that he didn't realize how stupid he was until the end."
The corners of Father Mapo's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a little sarcasm:
"Because the spiritualized servant is guarding by his side, it's no wonder that he is so careless, after all, he believes in the powerful strength of the Hero King."
These words were a bit sarcastic, but instead of being angry, Jin Shanshan laughed heartily:
"Did you learn how to joke so quickly? Qili, your progress is so fast that you deserve to be commended. β
The mood gradually calmed down, Yan Feng Qili restrained his smile, and asked Gilgamesh with a serious attitude:
"Hero King, I need your strength, what about you?"
"No problem, but a word of caution, don't let this king find it boring...... Otherwise, this king will forsake you. Qili, don't let me down like the guy lying on the ground. β
Jin Shining's face wore a wanton smile, but there was a bit of threat and warning in his tone.
Yan Feng Qili just nodded without changing his face, and he rolled up the sleeve of his upper arm, revealing the spell engraved on his wrist.
Shortly after the Assassin disappeared, the Holy Grail gave him the Spell again, which made Mapo realize that he had a reason to pursue the Holy Grail, even though he didn't know why.
Yan Feng Qili stretched out his arm and sang solemnly to the Hero King:
"Thou shalt be committed to me, and thy destiny shall be honoured to thy sword, if I am willing to obey the trust of the Holy Grail and obey this reason......
"I hereby swear that your offering will be my flesh and blood, and the new king will call the Lord ......"
The mana supply circuit was successful, and the spell on Father Mapo's left hand worked again, and with a tingling pain, the spell glowed.
End of contract.
At this moment, the last group of people competing for the Holy Grail was born without anyone knowing.