Bazette stood in the Ghost Pavilion, quietly looking at the mirror on the wall, waiting for Lancer's message.

But at this moment, her mobile phone suddenly rang, and Bazette was slightly stunned, there were few people who knew their private number.

She turned on her mobile phone and saw Yan Feng Qili's mobile phone number, and answered without hesitation: "Qili? What's wrong? ”

"Bazet, are you in the Ghost Mansion? I'm coming to you right now, and I have something to discuss with you face to face. Yan Fengqili's voice came calmly from the phone.

"I'm right here, well, come here." Bazett trusts this friend who has worked together many times and is not vigilant.

"Actually, I was right outside the stadium." There was a faint laugh on the phone, and Bazette heard a knock at the door of the arena.

Bazet smiled faintly, hung up the phone, and went to open the door, she hadn't changed her clothes since she got off the plane, and she was still the heroic beauty in the suit.

The door of the venue opened slightly, and what she saw was the calm and reliable man.

Yan Fengqili, who was dressed in a black priest's robe, waved his hand at her: "Long time no see." ”

"Qili, welcome to you." Bazet nodded and said, "What the hell are you here for?" Let's go inside. ”

She looked at her familiar friend, and without the slightest hint of it, she stretched out her left hand, revealing the spell on her left wrist.

Yan Feng Qili frowned slightly and said, "What about Lancer?" Why wasn't he there for you to protect you? ”

His tone was like a concern for a friend.

Bazet smiled lightly: "I sent the lancer to investigate, I am not the kind of master who only needs the protection of the servant." ”

"It's Bazet, but you still have to be careful......"

He stepped forward, as if trying to give Bazeet a long-lost hug.

Then, a black short sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the man who had been looking calm and upright suddenly erupted at this moment, and the black key in his hand looked at Bazet's left arm at an extremely fast speed!

At the same time, a golden Noble Phantasm suddenly appeared above Bazet's head and shot straight at her.

Bazet was stunned for a second, she didn't have time to activate her treasure at all, she didn't have time to activate her treasure without any precautions against Yan Feng's bleakness, she could only raise her hand suddenly, and the defensive magic built by magic stopped above her head.

The powerful magic burst temporarily intercepted the golden treasure, so that she was not directly beheaded, but the powerful impact made Bazet, who was in a hurry, instantly fly into the arena.

The most important ...... Yan Feng Qili had already taken the opportunity to use the black short sword in his hand to cut off Bazet's left wrist with the spell!

"Qili...... Yan Feng Qili...... Why?! "Bazeet was knocked into the wall of the stadium and smashed a large number of mirrors.

The force of the impact made her unable to get up, and the massive blood loss from her wrist made her feel weaker and weaker, and most importantly, she couldn't even summon Lancer back.

In the splash of blood, a faint smile of pleasure appeared on Yan Feng Qili's face, he grabbed the severed arm of Bazet in his hand, gently stroked the spell on it, and said softly: "Lancer, I command again, from now on I will be your master." ”

A strong light erupted on his left wrist, and one of the three spells was missing in an instant, and the remaining two were also magically transferred to Yan Feng Qili's left wrist.

Over there...... There are at least a dozen spells that originally belonged to the Master!

As an overseer, it is also part of my job to keep the spells that have not been used up in the Holy Grail War.

Yan Feng Qili threw the useless broken wrist in his hand casually.

Bazette watched this scene, the loss of Lancer and the betrayal of her friend, the great grief and indignation and the loss of a lot of blood in her body, she suddenly passed out.

"It's so naïve......" Yan Fengqili said softly, without a trace of guilt in his voice.

“Master！” Dressed in blue armor and armed with a red spear, Cú Chulainn returned here with the spell of Yan Feng Qili.

Like a phantom, he rushed to Bazette, picked her up, and tried to wake her up.

Yan Feng Qili's faint laughter came: "Lancer, I think you have mistaken the master, hehe, I am your master now...... Come with me. ”

Cú Chulainn gritted his teeth and raised his eyebrows, his eyes looking at the man dressed in black with anger.

"Heh, it's a guard dog, but you still want to bite someone? Qili, such a disobedient dog, or just shoot it directly......" The blonde man suddenly appeared behind Yan Feng Qili, and stretched out his waist a little boredly.

"I thought I could fight, but I didn't expect this woman to trust Qili so much, you dare to be so unguarded when you are not by her side?" Gilgamesh looked at Lancer Cuchulainn and smiled faintly.

"I really don't know if this woman is stupid, or if you are too evil, haha!" Jin Shishim smiled amusedly, her sharp eyes fixed on Lancer.

Cú Chulainn gripped the magic spear in his hand, gently leaned Bazette's back against the wall, tore off the sleeve of her empty suit, and bandaged her broken wrist a little to stop bleeding.

Immediately, he suddenly pointed the magic spear in his hand at Gilgamesh, if it weren't for Yan Feng Qili raising his left wrist at this moment, revealing the spell, Cu Chulainn would have rushed towards Jin Shishi.

"Alright, Gilgamesh, Lancer still has a very important role to play, and let me remind you once again, I am now your Master!"

The remaining two spells were enough to completely manipulate him.

Cu Chulainn's eyes were full of anger, and he finally put down the magic spear, and his body was inexplicably lonely.

The power of the spell had taken effect, and Cú Chulainn had to admit that the man in front of him, whom he had long been stabbed to death, had now become his master.

"This Holy Grail War...... It's still very annoying......" Cú Chulainn exhaled deeply.

Yan Feng Qili didn't care about Lancer's attitude at all, he just needed Lancer to obey the order, he glanced at Bazete and smiled: "For the sake of me and Bazet's acquaintance, let her fend for herself here." ”

"Now, let's go back to the church first, most of the seven masters haven't appeared yet, and it's not the time to stir up the people."

Chen Fan helped the Lord Rin, Sakura, and Emiya to become the Imperial Master to summon the Heroic Spirit, of course, he would not report it to the Templar Church again.

So thinking that everything was just the beginning, Yan Feng Qili looked at some somewhat gloomy sky, let Gilgamesh and Cúchulainn hide, and went to his favorite Sichuan restaurant to eat a plate of mapo tofu.

There shouldn't be many opportunities like this in the future.

I'm really looking forward to it.

Tick, tick.

Blood continued to seep from the bandages of Bazet's simple clothes, and continued to drip to the ground along with the heavy rain that began to appear at some point outside.

Bazet felt that his consciousness was getting more and more drowsy, as if he was going to have a dream and then fall asleep forever.

But suddenly, a ray of light shone into the darkness of consciousness, as if there was a warm light shining on the body.