Not only the sound, but everything else is familiar.

Familiar red hair, familiar pale gold eyes, familiar posture with a scythe in hand, and a familiar gentle smile.

It's not a fake, but a real smile from the heart.

The man waved at Rikka and Matthew—the severed hand that had been cut off from Leif's body, still dripping blood.

"Yo, everyone, see you again."

“C——Caster！”

"Mr. Perseus!!"

The teenagers and girls exclaimed in unison, unabashedly surprised.

How can you not be pleasantly surprised? Leif's sudden change of face made them fall from hope to despair, but they didn't expect to be able to turn around, and after despair, hope was ushered in again.

The hero who reappeared in the unlikely place swung his scythe with his wand, and the gravitational force that manipulated Olga Marie's body reversed, dragging her out of the space-time portal and back to the ground.

Rikka and Matthew hurriedly took a few steps forward, one of them holding Olga Marie's shoulders to help her stand firmly.

Walking through the gates of hell, the elder was terrified, but she still forced herself to calm down, and looked up at Perseus on a high place.

"You, how could you ——?"

"Didn't I say that? Goodbye by fate, goodbye so soon, it means that I have a lot of fate with you. ”

For this kind of obviously pretending to be stupid, naturally no one will believe it, especially Leif, the real culprit. He clutched his broken arm, gritted his teeth and said:

"Impossible! The Holy Grail War is over, and you should be forced to return. ”

"yes, that's how it should be." Perseus smiled and turned around, "But there should be more to do, I heard Olga say that you were in the center of the explosion like her, you should have been blown up, why did you come back to life and still appear here?" ”

"Hmph, I asked knowingly. As a servant, it is impossible not to see that I am a completely different creature from humans. ”

Leif's expression was even more ugly, I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss, or simply because of Perseus's anger.

The more he was like this, the brighter Perseus's smile became.

"Of course I can see it, I just want you to say it yourself—really, how do Chaldeans have long eyes? Can't even feel such an obvious inhuman aura? ”

"I can't really blame them, I was human until the explosion, and I didn't regain my identity after that."

"Identity?"

Perseus asked with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

This time, Leif did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Put away this ridiculous inducement, it doesn't make sense to me. If you want to know, just exchange information, exchange of equivalent value, you won't understand, the great hero in the history of mankind. ”

"What do you want to know?" Perseus' smile remained the same.

"Why are you still here? Why is there no forced return? "Obviously, Leif doesn't understand this, Leif feels uncomfortable.

"It's very simple, I did something to them."

Here they refer to Rikka Fujimaru and Marie Olga.

The two of them obviously thought about it too, and each took out a palm-sized brand-like thing from their bodies.

The difference was that Olga Marie's sign was covered with a red, misty mist, while Tachika's sign had dimmed and she couldn't even feel the magic fluctuations.

This is the amulet that Perseus gave them before the start of the war, made of selected murderous bones, which is said to save lives at critical moments.

Indeed, the amulet depicts a magic trick to unleash the body's potential, and the trigger condition is deadly danger.

Because of this magic trick, Rikka was able to successfully rush into the battlefield between the Knight King and Matthew and rush to Matthew's side. And Olga Marie, at the most critical moment, resisted the gravitational pull of Chaldeas and stopped.

In addition to this, the amulet has a function, which is concealed by an additional magic, and this effect Leif can see.

"You, you've changed the object of dependence?"

"That's right."

Perseus nodded happily,

No matter how much they are touted, the Heroic Spirits are dead and should not exist in the present world in which the living live. In order to appear in this world, in addition to having enough magic power as a power source, you must also have something in this world as an attachment, which is called dependence.

Normally, depending on the object and the source of mana, it is the Master, but in this twisted Holy Grail War, it is the Great Holy Grail. But whether it is a contract or an object, it is not impossible to change. Although the procedures are somewhat complicated and the conditions are more demanding, as long as you are prepared, change is not a problem.

Before the war, Perseus had changed his attachment to a talisman made of murderous bones, using the fierce bones that were so similar to himself that they even looked like they had been removed from his own corpse.

"Seeing their efforts, I unconsciously wanted to help. Although I don't think I'm a hero, I can't watch these young people fight hard and just go back by myself. ”

"However, what you change is only by the object, how do you want to be magical-"

"Hehe, guess!"

Seeing Perseus's smug smile, and his severed hand, which had not been put down, almost at the same height as his face, Leif thought of a terrible possibility.

"Could it be—"

"That's it."

Perseus said, tossing his severed hand upward, then reaching out and pointing, and the severed hand exploded into powder.

"The Holy Grail, the universal wishing machine, the highest magic hearth. Do you think it's enough to be my source of magic? With that, you don't even need to rely on it. ”

"You, you planned it in advance!"

"That's right, otherwise why do you think I only cut off one of your hands? Why talk so much nonsense with you, and not just cut you? ”

That's right, Perseus was never as simple as cutting off Leif's hand, his real purpose was controlled by Leif, and he was integrated into the Holy Grail of the severed hand.

With this, Perseus can be regarded as having really gathered all the conditions for existence in this world, and he does not have to worry about relying on it, he does not have to worry about the source of his magic power, he will not be forcibly repatriated, and he can give full play to his power.

And talking so much to Leif is also to stall for time, to strip the Holy Grail from the severed hand and integrate it into his own body.

"Then why didn't you do it in the first place?" Reif roared.

He didn't understand that there were still a few minutes between the appearance of the Holy Grail and his appearance, which was enough time for Perseus to fuse the Holy Grail, and he would not be wasted by himself opening a part of his power to open the space-time passage.

"Because I think it's weird. Arthur King Artorius, the legendary noble knight king, a real hero who is different from me, the lucky one, would not have done such a heinous thing for no reason. ”

There must be something strange in this.

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