After breaching Caster's workshop, Gilgamesh ignored the orders of the timekeepers and went to the Church of Fuyuki to find Qili, intending to continue to lure him in search of pleasure.

The Church of Winterwood has always been shrouded in a powerful defensive barrier set up by the Templar Church, and in the past, Gilgamesh had relied on certain treasures in the King's Treasure to sneak into the Church.

When he arrived outside the church today, Gilgamesh was surprised to find that the barrier had disappeared.

"Oh?"

As if thinking of something, Gilgamesh's mouth curled into an intriguing smile.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the church, the strong smell of blood first reached Gilgamesh's nose.

A strong old priest with an expression of disbelief on his face stared deadly ahead, and a young man with a twisted smile formed a palm of his right hand and stabbed him through the heart from the front, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the old man's wound.

"Qili...... You, why? ”

"Ugh!"

When Qili withdrew his hand from the old priest's chest, Yan Fengli didn't even hear his son's answer, and his consciousness quickly dissipated as the blood supply to his brain was lost.

"Hmph...... Hehe! Hahahahaha!! ”

Yan Feng Qili uncontrollably looked up to the sky and let out a hearty laugh that was finally liberated, and his bloody right hand slapped his forehead without hesitation, and his crazy demeanor was very different from the previous ascetic hatred.

Scarlet blood dripped down Qili's forehead, and his hideous and distorted smile was like a demon descending into the world, which contrasted strongly with the holy atmosphere of the church.

"Hehe~"

Instead of showing any discomfort at this scene, Gilgamesh laughed as happily as Qili.

"Qili, you have finally liberated the true thirst in your heart, congratulations."

"Hmph~"

Yan Feng Qili gradually regained his composure after a round of explosive releases, and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's all thanks to your guidance, Gilgamesh. ”

"So what?"

Gilgamesh sat down on a bench in the church casually, crossed his legs and playfully asked, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Stretched out his finger and pointed to the spell that resurfaced on the back of Qili's right hand: "The Holy Grail has chosen you again, which means that you have a strong obsession in your heart that wants to pin your trust on the Holy Grail, but problems also arise, and you have no followers to drive." ”

Qili hooked the corners of her mouth and said meaningfully: "Heh~ If you are a servant, isn't there one in front of you?" ”

"The strongest servant who has long been dissatisfied with the Master, intending to break free from control."

……

Lu Xiao was busy helping Leonardo da Vinci build a new workshop in Liudong Temple at this time, and by the way, the monks in Liudong Temple used hinting spells to send down the mountain and completely empty the temple.

The magical mechanical bird that Leonardo da Vinci had placed near the Winterwood Church to monitor suddenly sent back information, and the defensive barrier outside the church disappeared inexplicably.

With the end of the fourth night of the Holy Grail War, Saber was defeated after Ruler and Berserker.

Among the remaining five Servants, Lancer loses the magic provided by the Master, and his combat power should be greatly reduced.

Excluding Rider, Assassin, and Caster, who are temporarily on the same side, there is only one biggest enemy left, Archer, the Hero King, Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh, who has the King's Treasury and a hidden killer weapon, is very difficult to deal with, and in order to defeat him, Lu Xiao has made a lot of preparations in advance, including a secret weapon that is now placed by Leonardo da Vinci in the underground of the Liudong Temple to receive the spiritual power of the leyline.

In the early morning of the fifth day, just as Lu Xiao was about to go to the Dongmu Church to investigate the situation in person, the sleepy-eyed Webber suddenly came to Liudong Temple to convey the news to Lu Xiao and the others.

"The King of Conquest is going to fight Gilgamesh alone?"

Lu Xiao looked at Weber with thick dark circles in confusion: "Why?" How difficult it is to face Gilgamesh alone, Iskandar won't be unaware, right? ”

It is true that the King of Conquest has an EX-level enemy treasure that has been hidden, but in the face of Gilgamesh, who is hidden even deeper, Lu Xiao is still not optimistic that he can win.

Weber sighed helplessly: "He said that this is his royal way, and Gilgamesh is a strong enemy that he must cross on the road of conquest." ”

"Rider will do everything to fight Gilgamesh, and he wants you not to get involved in this king-to-king showdown."

"Hmmm......"

Lu Xiao rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache, the arbitrariness of the conquering king made his original plan uncertain.

"Mr. Velvett, do you think that's good too?"

"You entered the Holy Grail War to prove yourself, right? If you can't get better results, how do you convince the magicians who look down on you when you return to London? ”

Pointing to the three-stroke spell on Webber's right hand, Lu Xiaoyu said seductively: "Your spell has not been used so far, if you use the spell to force the conqueror king to act according to our plan, I can guarantee that you and Rider have a good chance of getting the chance to fight us in the final battle." ”

"No need."

Webb looked at the rising sun in the sky and sighed in relief: "Although the Holy Grail War only lasted for four days, it was like a long life for me. ”

"As Rider said, even if I relied on him to achieve the final victory, I would not be able to prove 'my ability' to my classmates and teachers at the clock tower."

Webb took a deep breath and said firmly, "If I can survive this Holy Grail War, I will return to the Clock Tower with my head held high and fight back in the way of a magician to those who laugh at me." ”

Seeing that Weber had already made a decision, Lu Xiao was not easy to persuade again.

"By the way, at 9 o'clock this morning, Monarch Ermelo will be on a plane back to London, do you want to see us off?"

"Uh......"

Webber's body stiffened for a moment, his eyes began to dodge a little, and his previous resolute demeanor became a little shaken.

After wrinkling his cheeks and struggling for a while, Weber finally gave up and shouted, "I'll go, I'll go!" ”

"Sooner or later, you're going to have to face it......"

……

"Hmph~ I didn't expect you to see me off, Webb Velvett."

As the night passed, Kenneth could no longer see the loss of last night on his face, and he regained his haughty and calm posture as the monarch of the clock tower.

Sora, who was supported by the maid, was still a little lost, and she couldn't break free from the vain illusion of the knight saving the princess for a while.

Webb cringed a little, and subconsciously wanted to hide behind Lu Xiao.

"Stand up for me!"

Kenneth shouted sternly, "Remember! You're a student in Ermelo's classroom, and even if you are defeated, you can't afford to flee back to the clock tower in a sloppy way! ”

Lu Xiao leaned sideways to let Webber out, and Kenneth walked up to Webber with his head held high, reached out and tapped lightly on his chest.

"Hold your chest high, even if you lose, you have to lose with dignity, doesn't your paper suggest that a young generation of magicians can make a difference?"

"If you want me to admit your point, prove it to me with this Holy Grail War."

"I'm looking forward to your final submission, Webb Velvett."

Seeing Kenneth leave the departure hall and walk towards the docked plane, Lu Xiao chuckled and said to Weber, "He's changed a little, right?" ”

Weber's face was entangled for a moment, and finally he shook his head and smiled: "No, he hasn't changed, Mr. Kenneth is still the prodigy of the clock tower, the high-ranking monarch Ermelo." ”

"Perhaps, becoming this world, he just got out of the conceptual prison of the clock tower and began to adapt to the new changes in the world."

Webb clenched his fists, and his fighting spirit gradually rose under his tired face, which had not slept all night.

"In that case, as a new generation of magicians who are more receptive, I can't let him down."