"Hehe, it's good if you're happy, it's also more convenient and private here." Machiri Zorgen No, Machiri Zorgen is dead, and it is the Kiki Dirty Inkstone who is talking here.

Li Wenwen glanced at the lowest place in the room.

It's full of dense bugs, and if there are people who have a dense phobia or are afraid of bugs, they will probably go crazy directly.

But Li Wenshu is not, and Li Wenshu also saw an interesting thing.

In the worm pool, there is a little girl, judging by the worms that squirm past from time to time, she is still naked.

"Oh, this," Jian Tong walked to the edge of the pool on crutches, "This is the second daughter of the Tosaka family, and the magic attribute is an extremely rare overhead element - imaginary numbers." ”

Speaking of this, the dirty inkstone of the square smiled.

"However, since most of the magic of the Tosaka family is related to the fire element, this child's specialty cannot be brought into play, and it just so happens that my Kiri's family is temporarily short of people, so I am going to come over."

"But I remember that the magic of your Kiri's family is not water-attributed, so it has nothing to do with imaginary numbers."

"That's why this kid is here," said Makiri's face with some smugness, "This is my insect control technique, forcibly changing her magic attribute to 'water'." ”

"Amazing," Li Wenwen replied casually, after all, it didn't have much to do with him, "What about the imperial master of your Tong family?" ”

"That kid from Yanye is there to be transformed by insects, after all, it's just a half-ass, and I still use insects to transform these magic tricks, hehe."

"It's amazing," Li Wenwen looked at the howling Jian Tong Yan who was tortured by insects and said coldly, "He is worthy of being the first generation of the Jian Tong family, and his magic attainments are very high." ”

"Hehe, thanks for the praise."

"However, I don't think you seem to care about the outcome of this Holy Grail War, your goal should not be this Holy Grail War." Li Wenwen asked.

"Hehe, it's true, my goal is not this Holy Grail War, but the next time," said with a smile, "but it's okay to have a show this time, isn't it?" ”

"It's like a random lottery ticket actually wins."

Jian Tong smiled and acquiesced to this answer.

"Bastard Dirty Inkstone, I'll definitely get the Holy Grail!" The wild goose roared madly.

"Oh, the willpower is good, and now I am still conscious, and I can still speak." Li Wenwen said interestingly.

"Hehehe, that's all he can do."

"Dirty inkstone! Don't forget your promises! ”

"Didn't I forget, Yanye, didn't I bribe the adjudicator of this Holy Grail War to help?"

"Holy Grail...... Holy Grail ......"

"The obsession is so deep." Li Wenwen said coldly, "Hey, Master Jiantong, let's continue to talk about our affairs." ”

"Okay, that's it, please." Jian Tong Dirty Yan smiled and pointed in a direction.

I didn't even think about this paragraph, so I skipped it and went straight to the end of the discussion.

"Alright, so be it." Li Wenwen drank the tea that was given, "Then it's decided." ”

"Good, good." The dirty inkstone of the mat is also relatively satisfied with the results.

"So ......"

"Hehehe, please wait a minute." The inkstone got up and left.

"It's good to have some tea once in a while, even though I'm a smoker and an alcoholic."

The dirty inkstone of the mason soon returned, and the hand that he often carried behind him was now carrying a long box.

"Famous Knife - Tong Zi Che Angang." The dirty inkstone slowly opened the box, revealing the famous knife inside.

"Isn't this knife in the Tokyo National Museum?" Li Wenwen took out this world-famous knife.

"This is the famous knife held by the famous samurai Gen Yorimitsu at that time, and he cut off the head of the drunken boy soon after, how could it be an ordinary sword." "What I put in the National Museum is just a long knife from the original era, and it was a series of coincidences that I was able to get it." ”

"Then how can you give it to me? I have to explain in advance that I am from above," Li Wenwen pointed upward, "I can take this knife with me." ”

When Li Wenwen's finger pointed upward, a trace of longing flashed in Jian Tong's cloudy eyes—he naturally understood what this meant.

"Take it, of course."

"Go back to Shakespeare and them, and let them strengthen them." Li Wenwen raised his long knife and looked at it carefully.

"Maiya, how's it going?" Nestled in a small hotel, Emiya Kiritsugu asks Maiya Kuyu over the intercom.

"Hey, the target left the house with a box, and the direction is the direction of the church."

"Okay, he should go back to church, he's Ruler after all."

"That box ......, though"

"It looks like he's made a deal with the Kiri, and it looks like he's going to take sides with the Berserker, so tell Erie about this and give up tracking."

"Hey, understood."

"Alice Fell, what's wrong?" Saber glanced at something called "phone" and looked preoccupied.

"There's a message from Kiritsugu," Alice Phil said hesitantly, "that Ruler made a deal with the Makiri family to side with the Berserker in the rest of the battle. ”

"Bastard, why would the Holy Grail choose such a person to be the referee of this Holy Grail War!"