My name is Elijah,

I'm busy making the position, and it looks like who's coming to Fuyuki?

374：44：23

No one knows about Webb Velvett's talents, his family's lineage as magicians has only just been passed down to the third generation, and even if he didn't have a famous teacher, he was admitted to the clock tower by self-study, and he was inconspicuous among at least six generations of clock tower students, and his fellow lecturers occasionally mentioned him only as "that lucky boy", because in the magic world his merits were determined in advance based on his origin, so no one expected him.

But his lecturer, Kenneth Al Meloy Aqipolud, did not think so.

Kenneth himself was the son of the famous family of Aqipolud, which lasted for nine generations, and not only inherited the imprint of the magic achievements passed down from generation to generation, but also possessed a talent that was rare in the world.

But Kenneth, who is always praised and has always been the envy and jealousy of others, has no sense of satisfaction or accomplishment - listen to what they praise the most, "worthy of being the eldest son of the famous Aqipolud." "Nine generations of a family is truly extraordinary." "A genius of noble blood."

Why not boast about his vast experience in magic? Why not praise him for his deep understanding of magic? Why not marvel at the subtlety of his magic tricks?

Kenneth once crushed several heirs of a family that had been passed down for 10 or 11 generations in a magic contest and won, but those guys only praised him as a "genius" to compliment the history of the underdog's lineage, and that was the first time he found himself so disgusted with fame and pedigree.

Although I am disgusted and want to break this notion, I can't do it because of my identity, just like no matter how loudly a rich man's son calls for attention to his own efforts and talents after his success, everyone will only symbolically echo two sentences, and turn around to analyze how much his father's wealth and connections have played a role in his business.

So he worked hard to become a Clock Tower instructor and was engaged to the daughter of the head of school, as long as his status in the clock tower was high enough, wouldn't it be easy for him to rectify those pedigrees? And no one would have guessed that he retaliated because others didn't pay attention to his efforts and talents.

At this time, Webb Velvett came into his sight, although he was born in a small family that had only been passed down for three generations, but in Kenneth's eyes, the magic skills of this petite and cute boy who looked like a girl had surpassed those who had five or six generations of inheritance, he could be said to be his own stand-in to some extent, so he had been secretly taking care of him, Kenneth had decided that if one day he could reach the height of nine, no, even eight generations as a three-generation inheritance, he would ignore all obstacles and accept him as a personal disciple.

But this scheduled good disciple stole his "ticket" to a certain magic competition and ran away.

Kenneth wonders if he has been too good to Webber and prevents the Clock Tower from sending pursuers, while also preparing a new "admission ticket" called the Relic.

"I'm also going to the magic tournament called the Holy Grail War." A haughty and unquestionable voice rang out behind Kenneth, who was selecting a relic.

It was a sensual and noble young lady with waist-length red hair like a burning fire, but the majesty of her stern gaze was like that of a cold ice queen.

Sola Nazele Sophiali is the daughter of Kenneth's mentor, the head of the séance, Sophiali, and Kenneth's fiancée.

She has rare earth and fire attributes, although she has not inherited the family's magic mark, but there are also many magic circuits, plus she has been influenced by magic since she was a child, if she is not engaged to Kenneth, it will not be a problem to be the head of a new magician family.

"Ah...... Of course, okay. Kenneth's gaze was blurred for a moment, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

This is not a magic trick of seduction, but a natural attraction, Kenneth, who has the dual attributes of wind and water, cannot refuse any request from his fiancée, whose magic attributes are completely complementary to his own, and the first time he met Sora was at her eighteenth birthday party, and she has been laughed at for several years because of love at first sight.

"I have about the same number of magic circuits as you, and if it's just for a demon called 'Heroic Spirit', I can replace it, and the spell is still in your custody," the Queen said, "Of course you can do such a small thing." ”

"It's not an ordinary demon ...... You're happy," Kenneth shook his head and shook off the idea of explaining to his fiancée what a Heroic Spirit was, "So, what relict should you choose......"

"As the best instructor in the clock tower, of course you have to summon the strongest rank!" Sora took two steps forward with great momentum and picked up the relick box containing the hilt of a broken sword: "This should be the 'Sword in the Stone' that King Arthur broke because he killed the knight, so use it to summon Saber to sweep away all the three natives of the countryside and the other miscellaneous fish and win!" ”

Although it felt that there was a lot of something wrong, Kenneth nodded obediently.

328：21：19

In the underground workshop of the Tosaka family, Yan Feng Qili is preparing to summon the Assassin.

Assassin and Berserker are classes that can be designated by summoners by increasing summoning spells in the Holy Grail War, Tosaka Tokitomi thinks that the rank ability of Assassin [Breath Block] is too much of a threat to the Master, and it is better to directly incorporate it into the palm of his hand when he has gathered three Masters, and can be used as a surprise soldier when the other two Servants attack.

In addition, the reason for Ryunosuke Yusheng to summon Berserker was his own initiative:

"I didn't have a lot of experience in combat because I had just learned magic, but I had no problem powering the Berserker, who needed more mana to power it because of his madness."

"Qili has been a substitute for a long time, and has more experience fighting magicians, so it's only fitting that you command the most strategic assassin."

"As for Berserker's actions, please ask the teacher and Qili to take full command during the battle, and I can fully ensure the supply of mana!"

Tosaka Shichen naturally praised this, but Yan Feng Qili always felt abnormal, according to his experience, with the age of this "senior brother", he should be in the stage of eager to express "himself", but what he shows all the time is the abnormal state of conforming to the hopes of "others" even if he has to sacrifice his own interests, he seems to be an actor on the stage, trying to express to the audience that this "character" is a "good person".

However, although he was "abnormal" in various ways, he was no better, and as a result, there was a certain subtle sympathy, so after confirming that he would not be bad for the Tosaka family, Qili stopped paying too much attention to his strange words and deeds.

"Qili, I'll help you draw the summoning array, check it?" Ryunosuke Yusheng stood on the edge of the circle with a bucket of paint, shouting.

"Thank you." Yan Feng Qili nodded slightly and stepped forward.

Since it is not the power of the magician that actually summons the Servant, but the power of the Holy Grail, as long as the materials used to draw the circle can make the magic flow, the role of the Master is only to become a link between the Heroic Spirit and this world, and then provide the other party with the magic power that materializes in this world.

He originally wanted to use mercury mixed with his own blood, but when Ryunosuke Yubu heard about it, he volunteered to prepare "more suitable materials", and ended up bringing a strange solution mixed with hydrangea petals and red pigment, and at that time he had already pulled out the black key, but was stopped by his father and teacher together.

"Good." Yan Feng nodded after inspecting the magic circle, and then looked at this senior brother who was a little weak-hearted: "I don't want to have a next time." ”

"I'm sorry, but I just overheard the conversation between Ling Zun and the teacher, and ...... a little" Ryunosuke stepped back away from the circle with a flattering smile.

Yan Feng Qili stood up silently, stretched out his right hand above the circle, and a deep voice sounded.

"Full, full, the cycle repeats, the number is five,"

"However, when it is full, it is also an opportunity to break down."

【You are ......】

“…… Pronouncement! ”

"Thou shalt obey my commands! My life is with your sword! ”

【…… Loving My]

"At the call of the Holy Grail, if you are willing to follow this will, from its reason, respond immediately!"

With an iron will, Yan Feng Qili ignored the words that came to his mind and the pain on his body, and continued to recite the incantation,

The circle drawn on the ground began to glow brightly.

"I swear by this."

"I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds of the world, and I am the one who fulfills all the wickedness of the world."

"Thou hast been entangled in the seven days of the three great spirits, and come from the wheel of restraint—"

【Are you ...... Loving My]

“——ASSASSIN！”

The underground workshop became pitch black in the next instant, as if the lamps that were originally used for lighting were completely non-existent, and there was no doubt that something "existed" appeared, right in the middle of the circle, but the two magicians present felt nothing, and did not move further out of caution.

"Qili?" The voice of Ryunosuke Yubu was heard in the darkness.

"It worked, and I felt the magic of the connection." Yan Feng Qili looked in the direction of the circle and said, "But I can't detect his location at all." ”

The darkness began to fade, the underground workshop gradually lit up, and the scene in the center of the circle was reflected in the eyes of the two magicians.

"She's ......"

“…… Assassin？ ”

A little girl who looked to be only five or six years old, wearing a dark blue and black corset, with brown skin and short dark red hair, was sitting there with a blank face.

The only object that could be associated with the Assassin is the silver mask she wears diagonally on the side of her forehead, a little more cat-like than a skeleton.