"Okay. I acknowledge your qualifications as a Master. Come, Lord Kenays, please reach out. "The old priest is passing a spell to Director Ken.

Mordred is now waiting outside the church. The remaining spells from the previous Holy Grail War Masters on Lizheng's arm were too attractive to her. With a lord like Emiya Kiritsugu, Mordred had to put his mind on these spells. As a hindsight, to prevent being forced by the master to do what he does not want to do.

[Wait a little longer, Director Ken should kill the old priest.] Mordred watched.

In the church, Rimasa skillfully drew a secret trace on Kenes' outstretched right hand, and transferred one of the curses stored on his right wrist to Director Ken's hand. There wasn't even any pain and the whole process was over in a few minutes.

"Then please continue the glorious war as a Master," said the old priest hypocritically.

"Of course." Director Ken nodded with a smile on his face, then took out the pistol hidden in the wheelchair seat, aimed at the priest who had turned around, and pulled the trigger.

"Bump!" The sudden sound of gunfire shattered the silence of the temple of gods. The old priest had not expected Director Ken's movements at all. [Someone dares to kill the Overseer?! 】

Director Ken didn't bother to look at the fallen old priest again, in his opinion, such a church had lost the value of trust. After all, the collusion between Yan Feng Qili and Tosaka Shichen has been laid out on the surface.

[In this case, I will be relieved to die.] With that in mind, he stared at the stigmata that could be found on the back of his right hand. Immediately, a quick evacuation.

"Da, da, da." Footsteps rang out. After Director Ken left, Mordred stepped into the church. After observing the surroundings and making sure that Director Ken was gone, Mordred searched with confidence. There was a pool of bright red blood running down the floor of the church, the old priest was shot through the back with a gun, and his body fell to the ground.

[The spell is in his hand.] Director Ken didn't expect the old priest to have a back hand. If it weren't for Mordred, these spells would have been left to Yan Fengqili.

He pulled up the sleeve of the old priest's right hand and checked the number of spells on his arm. In addition to the one that was handed over to Director Ken, there were many densely packed arms on them.

Raising the old priest's right hand, the last words written in red and black handwriting on the floor under his hand were JN424. This is the code that the old priest wants to leave to Yan Feng Qili to transfer the spell.

Rummaging through the tables, Mordred found a Bible in the church. According to the code "Holy Book 4:24." "Flipped to where it was.

"God is the Holy Spirit. Therefore, we who worship the gods must bow down with our souls and the truth," Mordred said aloud. Echoing this, on the right wrist of the old priest's corpse, all the spells together glowed faintly.

Mordred only received half of the spell, and any amount of it didn't do much to her, but it was easy to spot. With a tingling pain in his arm, about a dozen spells were imprinted on Mordred's white arm.

[This is a lot of insurance.] 】

"Alright." Mordred clapped her hands in satisfaction, and the spirit disappeared into the church.