"With Sakura's magical qualifications, no magician can ignore it." Tosaka Tokitomi picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip, his expression calm in the dim light as if he was not talking about his daughter.

"Teacher, do you need to find a way to bring Sakura back?" Yan Feng Qili asked.

"The most important thing at the moment is the Holy Grail War." Tosaka Shichen seemed to be talking to himself, and then got up, "Since the other party can find the assassin and easily destroy the Jian Tong family and even control the Jian Tong dirty inkstone, then it is not something we can deal with rashly, I will go and ask the king." ”

After saying that, he picked up his staff and walked straight out.

Yan Feng Qili was looking at his back from behind.

May I tell the king?

Obviously he is his own servant, an existence similar to a demon, but he uses the word "request", not because he is willing to be humble, but precisely because of the glory of the magician, he treats the real king with the attitude of the king.

Tosaka adjusted his clothes before he walked to a door, lowered his head slightly, knocked twice and walked in.

Compared to the dimness of the rest of the mansion, this room can be described as splendid.

The yellow light hit the golden decoration, and a young man with blond hair and red eyes and a slender physique was lying lazily on the sofa, holding a wine glass made of gold in his hand, and the crystal clear red wine exuded a mellow fragrance.

"King."

Tosaka stokio bent down and performed an impeccable courtesy.

"I should have said, don't bother me if it's okay, Shi Chen." The blond-haired young man's slanted eyes were not sharp, but naturally with a kind of pride looking down.

"I'm so sorry, my king of kings." Tosaka Toshitoki's waist is a little lower.

He has always been proud of his noble bloodline, and because of this, he has a heart of respect for a more noble existence, and the Heroic Spirit in front of him is an existence worthy of his treatment.

The most ancient king, the demigod of ancient Mesopotamia, Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh nodded slightly.

In this era, it is difficult to find someone who can understand the glory of the king, but he still understands this, so he is quite satisfied with Tosaka's attitude towards Tosaka, and considers him his own subordinate.

"Say something that satisfies me, and I'll forgive you for your rudeness." Gilgamesh pinched his glass and took a sip with his head tilted.

"Yes." Tosaka Toshitomi tells the story of the presence of a warrior from an unknown interferer and the destruction of a magician family.

He didn't talk about his daughter.

And just a small mention at the right time.

"A warrior from an exotic land? It is a capital offense to take the initiative to spy on my treasures without my permission in the first place. Gilgamesh sat up, his red eyes filled with god-like majesty, "Punish those who have committed capital crimes, so that people can understand the majesty of the king and the behavior of the king, and I hope that those miscellaneous cultivators will have treasures worthy of my collection." ”

Tosaka Tokitomi maintained a respectful posture.

He knew that everything that belonged to him had been said, and everything that followed was up to the king to choose.

It wasn't until Gilgamesh's figure disappeared from the façade of the house, and after a few more moments, that he straightened up.

"Qili." He walked out of the king's chamber and found his disciple, "The king has set out to congratulate the triumphant offering, and besides, send your servants to sweep away the remnants of dust for the king if necessary." ”

"Yes." Yan Feng replied respectfully.

He could feel the confidence in Tosaka's words.

And to be able to understand.

After all, it was the most ancient king, and the unimaginably powerful heroic spirit, and the only thing to care about was that the king let the other party survive like a reptile because he lost interest or ignored it indifferently.

Therefore, Tosaka Shichen also sent his own disciples' servants.

Of course.

There is also the purpose of seeing if there is a chance to save my daughter.

At this moment, it was already night in Fuyuki City outside.

The starry sky is shining.

There weren't many people on the streets, and in order to cooperate with the Holy Grail War, even the secular people made some preparations, such as publicizing the deeds of the serial murderer, to prevent people from going out at night.

Orochimaru and the others naturally didn't care about this ban.

They're in a park.

"Sakura-chan, I've strengthened the contract between you and the bugs so that you won't be harmed by the bugs." Orochimaru looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile, as well as the bugs in front of the little girl.

After digesting the memories of the Kiriki inkstone, Orochimaru became interested in the magic of this world.

Naturally, it started with the insect technique that the Kiki inkstone is best at.

He not only taught Sakura the insect technique, transplanted all the magic marks of the Makiri's dirty inkstone to Sakura, but also used the knowledge he obtained from opening thousands of jars to transform the magic and insects, and taught Sakura while conducting experiments, and in just one day, Sakura has achieved earth-shaking changes.

Karp next to him was very helpless.

Especially seeing Sakura's change from disgust at the beginning to now seems to be very happy about becoming stronger.

"You can't teach anything else." Karp grabbed a whole chicken in his hand and said to Orochimaru as he chewed and crunched, "Girls aren't suitable for learning this kind of thing. ”

"But this is the power of this world, and it can quickly give her the power to protect herself." Orochimaru smiled, "This world is not so safe, she was even abandoned by her wealthy family and sent to the demon cave to suffer, besides, aren't you teaching swordsmanship?" It's Sakura herself who isn't interested. ”

“......”

Once again, Karp realized that he couldn't talk about Orochimaru at all.

I can only bite the chicken in my hand in one gulp.

He wanted to teach not only swordsmanship, but also the Navy Six Styles, but as soon as he heard that he had to run twenty kilometers with a weight first, Sakura shook his head with a pale face, and Orochimaru also said that it was a deliberate murder.

The children of this world are also too poor in physique.

Can't run for just 20 kilometers of weight-bearing training?

"Sakura-chan, let's stop." Orochimaru said suddenly, turning his head to the other side, and his hoarse voice was a little playful, "It seems that we have guests." ”

In that direction, on the street lamp in the park, stood a magnificent golden figure.

He just stood there, as if comparing the night to the stars, and the golden armor shimmered with brilliant divine might, no matter where he stood, people could not ignore it.

Arrogant, dazzling, and bright.

This is the impression that the comer shows to everyone.