"It fits perfectly."

Gollum looked in the mirror, black jacket and black trousers, standard suit, coupled with her cheerful personality, she looked like a beautiful teenager, and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

Using fantasy magic to change the structure of her clothes, this is her habit, the previous clothes were Chaldean magic dresses, and suddenly changing to ordinary fabrics made her a little unaccustomed, which would make Gollum, who was often on the edge of the battle, feel unsafe.

After chatting about their future plans, everyone went about their own business, Shirou practiced projection magic, Tosaka made powerstones in the room, and Gollum practiced summoning.

In order to deal with a strong enemy, everyone is desperate.

Night is quietly falling-

The sleeping streets are quieter than usual, probably because of the fear of frequent strange events, and people who are accustomed to night activities have heeded the authorities' advice not to go out at night these days, and stay at home honestly.

There was not even a single car in sight on the street, only the asphalt pavement pale from the street lamps in the cold of the winter night.

The deserted streets give the illusion of being in a scene of toys of equal proportions. If places beyond the reach of ordinary people are called "otherworldly", this is undoubtedly the case in Fuyuki City at night.

In the past few days, there have been many cases of Fuyuki's disappearance.

As usual, the buildings were unscathed, and no bodies could be found anywhere.

By dawn, no one had noticed anything out of the ordinary, and the near-perfect cleanliness looked even more desolate than it had then.

Although some investigators tried to go around several houses, the situation was exactly the same, the building was completely undamaged, only there were no half people inside, and all that remained was the uncomfortable remnants of magical power.

Buildings are still buildings, streets are still streets, ground is still ground.

Glued to the ground, only a black afterimage still had its color and shape.

The complete silence of the night—

In the ruins of extinct people and disconnected tracks, there are only monsters.

"The Makiri family has been tricked down and can't go back, and the oracle hasn't notified us of the new stronghold."

The old man sneered, and with his pale skeleton, he melted into the darkness and wandered through the deserted town.

It doesn't matter if you don't die, he Maqiri will one day be used as a pawn to be discarded casually.

"We should take advantage of the night to raid."

Pale skeletons are different, for him, no matter whether the enemy is strong or weak, obstacles are obstacles.

If there is anything disobedient, it should be destroyed on the spot, and if it cannot be dealt with, it should be eliminated by all means. That is not only his philosophy of action as the Assassin, but also the unwritten rule that should be adhered to to to the end.

"No, we shouldn't go there."

The old man is not merciful, he is over five hundred years old, he has long been out of human form, he has been corrupted to the bone marrow, and the only thing he doesn't want is to die.

It is something that is completely denied by the world. If he is betrayed by the only reason he insists on, then his life is meaningless.

"So, Magician, do you have any plans of your own?"

"Of course, the Maki clan won't be that simple. Use bugs to control everyone in this town, and those guys are going to be scrambling. ”

Since ordinary methods no longer allow him to defeat the enemy, let's use some special methods.

The madness of the machiri surprised Assaassin.

"Does the magician want to kill tens of thousands of people in the town?"

"So what, no matter how many fools die, they are only fools, and they are not worth mentioning compared to my wishes."

Hehe, the old man smiled happily.

It also contains the abusive appetite and the joy, the chorus of teeth intoxicated by its own brilliant plans, like a skull swaying in the wind.

However, the monsters were not the only two, the golden Servant and the priest were also walking around at will in this unusual night, watching their every move as a kind of lookout.

"Hahaha, it's really funny, dirty ants will always have some naïve thoughts, that is, dung also has the value of moisturizing the land, and you are really unilateral and vicious."

The old magician's fantasy was interrupted by a cheerful laugh, and a young man with blond hair and red eyes, with an incomprehensible aura, appeared in front of the Tsukiri and Assaassin.

The Assassin immediately realized that this young man was also a servant, and the swift Curse Wrist immediately launched an attack without hesitation, and several short swords shot out in an instant. However, in the next second, the body of the curse wrist was pierced by many blades, and the short sword that shot out was also submerged by the sea of swords, and in just an instant, the Assassin was defeated.

"Twitter-"

I felt the sharpness of these blades with my body, and each one was genuine.

The blond-haired and red-eyed youth raised the corners of his mouth, not paying attention to it at all, just treating it as garbage to be swept up at random, and the Assassin was furious.

God-given magic changes reality, and although the blonde youth kills the curse wrist in an instant, it will be resurrected.

But.... The Assassin, who was supposed not to die, was unconscious.

"How... How so? ”

I can't feel the revival of life, and the rewriting of reality has obviously been activated, but the Assassin has not been resurrected intact.

Incomprehensible.

"Ha, do you think it's strange, miscellaneous cultivators? But barely beyond magic.,It's just a magic spell.,It's just a magic technique.,The treasure that can break this magic technique.,This king has a lot of treasures.。 ”

In front of the blonde youth who liberated the power of the All-Knowing and Almighty Star, all concealment was meaningless, and all weaknesses could be seen through.

"Twitter-"

The Assassin wanted to break free, but there was no way, his body was torn apart, his technique was broken, and he was powerless to recover.

With a flick of his fingers, the golden youth took out a blade that was larger than his body, and directly slapped the Assassin to death.

God-given magic changes reality, and although the blonde youth kills the curse wrist in an instant, it will be resurrected.

But.... The Assassin, who was supposed not to die, was unconscious.

"How... How so? ”

I can't feel the revival of life, and the rewriting of reality has obviously been activated, but the Assassin has not been resurrected intact.

Incomprehensible.

"Ha, do you think it's strange, miscellaneous cultivators? But barely beyond magic.,It's just a magic spell.,It's just a magic technique.,The treasure that can break this magic technique.,This king has a lot of treasures.。 ”

In front of the blonde youth who liberated the power of the All-Knowing and Almighty Star, all concealment was meaningless, and all weaknesses could be seen through.

"Twitter-"

The Assassin wanted to break free, but there was no way, his body was torn apart, his technique was broken, and he was powerless to recover.

With a flick of his fingers, the golden youth took out a blade that was larger than his body, and directly slapped the Assassin to death.