In the gloomy alley of Winterwood City, an emaciated figure was snuggling in the corner. Motionless, it seems to be one with the scenery around it.

After a while, a man dressed in black knight's armor appeared beside the man, exuding black air.

"Let's go." Without too many words, the figure snuggled against the wall ordered.

The Yangtze River turned into a spirit and followed closely.

Slowly walking out of the alley, it gradually became clear under the light of the street lamp. Hidden beneath the wide hood was a distorted, unusually old face.

In exchange for magic to participate in the Holy Grail War, the night has been transformed by the old bug to not look like a human. Extremely old. The long black hair turned white. The blood vessels on the face stand out. Half of his body was unconscious.

Under the transformation of the old insect insect technique of the Tong family, the life of the night of the wild goose has come to an end.

The night of the wild goose!

The poor man was still fighting to redeem her. Wandering around Fuyuki City countless times. Hibernating, looking for fighters.

In his early years, he escaped the fate of the Makiri family and gave up his qualification as a magician. Mana obtained through overdrawing life through the Old Bug's quick fix can now only be used by Berserker. He doesn't know anything about magic tricks like reconnaissance.

Again to no avail, he sighed slightly. Lancelot's martial arts skills are superb, and as a Berserker, he also has a great bonus in terms of melee ability.

However, the only weakness is that it does not have a large range of powerful Phantasm. This makes this group of masters and slaves very limited in this battle.

Already feeling that the victory of the Holy Grail War is far away, the night of the wild goose is always numb to himself. He didn't want to give up, even if there was only a slight possibility, he had to fight it. The desire to rescue Sakura has become the only obsession that this man can sustain.

His time is numbered, and now he only wants to be lucky.

But how is this possible?! Jian Tong Yan silently moved in the direction of the house of the Jian Tong family.

[Who can redeem me?!] Jian Tong Yan sighed in his heart.

The road ahead was grey and gave an air of despair. No one can answer the voice of the wild goose. Jian Tong Yanye smiled bitterly and shook his head. [How could anyone respond to such a ridiculous wish?] 】

"Hey, is it the Berserker Master? I've found you! As soon as the voice came, it came from behind the night.

【Enemy Attack!! Such a thought came to the mind of the night of the child. He hurriedly turned around, and Lancelot, who was a spirit on the side, also showed his figure.