Webb Velvett, one of the seven masters who participated in the Holy Grail War, was an absolute disadvantage to magicians whose abilities were largely determined by blood, as a waste magician with a family background of only three generations, so he was often scorned by other families when he was studying at the Clock Tower; And during one of his lessons, his theory of the magician's pedigree was mercilessly ridiculed by his mentor, Kenneth El Meloy Achpolud, and his painstakingly painstakingly written thesis was torn up.

Possessing a strong sense of self-esteem, he was devastated and stole his mentor's Heroic Relic by a series of coincidences, borrowed money for travel and round-trip plane tickets, and traveled to Footbasin Fuyuki City to participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War, hoping to show his strength and win the respect of the rest of the people, so as to cover up his inferiority complex.

After coming to Fuyuki City, he used magic to hypnotize a kind old couple, making them think that they were their grandsons who had returned to Fuyuki City because of the holidays, and stayed at their house in turn.

That night, when the moon was shining, Webber killed the stolen roosters, and using their blood as ink, drew a magic circle on an open ground to summon followers, and placed the holy relic, the corner of the cloak worn by Iskandar, the king of conquest.

"Full, full, full, full, full."

"The cycle repeats itself, and its number is five, but when it is full, it is a waste opportunity."

"I want to accomplish all the good deeds of the world."

"I want to punish all the evil deeds in the world!"

"I want to be a ......"

“……”

"The spirit of the three words that entangle you comes from the wheel of restraint, the guardian of the scale!"

The magic array lit up with a dazzling light with the chanting of the summoning spell and the infusion of magic power, lightning and thunder, a gust of wind rolled up out of thin air, and the holy relics began to burn. When the wind died down, a tall, muscular figure stood atop the magic circle—a servant of the Rider rank, conquering King Iskander.

At the same time, three red spells from the Great Grail, representing the qualification to participate in the Holy Grail War, appeared on the back of his left hand, which made him uncontrollably happy: "Great, successful!" Webb, I knew you could do it. ”

"Hee-hee......-hee

The joy of successfully summoning the servant vanished in this evil laughter, Webber was furted like a cat with its tail stepped on, and his fear of the muscular giant and the unknown caused him to subconsciously take two steps back, and then he stumbled on his left foot and fell backwards to the ground with his right foot - for it was none other than his servant who made that eerie laugh.

The voice sounded again: "Young man with the blood of a magician, let's make a deal!" If you sacrifice a suitable body to me, I will fulfill your equivalent wishes. ”

Let's not talk about the content of the words, the voice alone is creepy enough. Seduction, inducement, depravity, ridicule, and so on are mixed in, blending into a furnace, and finally evolving into a voice that can only be described in one word, that is, "evil".

"Delivery...... Trade! Webber couldn't even utter a complete sentence because he was afraid, he was obviously summoning the servants who helped him win the Holy Grail War, but how did it sound like summoning a devil who was trading human souls, did he draw the wrong magic circle for summoning? I drew it according to the magic array recorded in the library.

The voice sounded evil, but it was serious: "Yes, deal, as long as you can pay enough price, I can help you make whatever you wish." Tell me, what is your desire? ”

"I ...... I...... I have no wishes. After much hesitation, Webber did not answer the question of the figure directly, he did not know what price he would have to pay once he said his wish and was fulfilled by that person—the only certainty was that he could not afford that price.

"No, no, no, you have a wish, you just don't want to say it. It is an individual who has aspirations, whether noble, selfish, great, or insignificant. The voice said, "If you summon me, you must have something to ask for, just tell me the reason for summoning me." Come on, it's simple, say it. ”

"I ...... Why do I call you? Webb's lips trembled, and the upper and lower rows of teeth kept coming together as they trembled, making a "clucking" sound: "I'm in the Holy Grail War, and I want everyone to recognize me...... ......"

"Very well, since you have stated your wishes, then the contract is valid. I will definitely help you fulfill this wish, and the final winner of the Holy Grail War will definitely be you, and the Holy Grail as a prize has already been booked by you. The voice said solemnly, "Well, it's time for you to pay for it—what a fresh body, it must taste delicious, and saliva can't help but flow when you think about it." ”

"Wow——!" When Webb heard this, he only felt a cool breath rushing from the root of his tail to his brain, and only after a meaningless whisper did he react, and he wanted to roll over and escape, but he was not good at sports, and he had consumed a lot of magic and physical strength in the process of being summoned by the servant, and under the fright, his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Hey, little brother, he is our Master after all, it's not good for you to scare him like this!" The tall figure took a step forward, leaving the shadow of the bushes and stepping into the moonlight, the emperor, who was more than two meters tall, looked at Webber condescendingly, pinched the shoulders of Weber, who was less than one meter six tall, and lifted him, frowned and said: "But this weak body, even the weakest soldier under my command is ten times stronger than him." Master, are you sure you'll survive the war? ”

Wei Shiwen (Emperor Penguin's real name) then walked out of the abandoned magic array, removed the voice changer on his neck, and said in a slightly honest voice: "The talent of a magician does not depend on the strength of the body, my Tang Dynasty Prime Minister Wei Zheng is a Wenchen, and he can still kill the Dragon King in his dreams, not to mention that he still has the help of our two servants." Silly big man, don't you have confidence in your own abilities? ”

As soon as the conquering king's hand loosened, Webber fell to the ground again. Although it was not high, it was a coincidence that Weber's tail bone was knocked on the bone, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even straighten his waist, but Webber already understood what was going on just now - he actually summoned two servants at once, and the shorter unknown heroic spirit was hiding behind the king of conquest just now, so he couldn't see him; And although I don't know what the identity of that Heroic Spirit was "alive", the only thing that is certain is that this Heroic Spirit prefers to play pranks.

Although the Great Holy Grail, which is rooted in the underground of Fuyuki City, instills some common knowledge about the Holy Grail War and some common knowledge necessary in modern life into the consciousness of the Heroic Spirit when the Lords summon the Servants, the origin of the magic of the Moon World is in the West, so the Conqueror King of Eastern culture cannot understand it.

"You ...... Are they all my Servants? Webb tried to say with trepidation.

"Yes, Master." Red-haired and red-bearded, dressed in a red trench coat over leather armor, the tall and muscular King of Conquest grinned, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth: "Boy, as a reward for your success in summoning me into this world, you will have the honor of following me to conquer this world. ”

Without answering Webber's question, he stepped forward to Webber's side, crouched down so that he was at eye level with Webber, and glared at Webber with both eyes, and said, "My foolish Master, should you give me the sacrifice I need as a reward for helping you win the Holy Grail War?" After all, I don't have the same great desire to conquer the world, but I don't want to work for nothing. ”

"I ...... I ......" The repetition of Wei Shiwen's old story caused Weber's upper and lower teeth to fight constantly, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Who knew that Wei Shiwen pointed to the pile of white-feathered chickens that had been decapitated and dried of blood, and kept swallowing saliva like a hungry person, and said: "It seems that you are ready, curry chicken, soy sauce chicken, white chopped chicken, mushroom chicken, roast chicken, fried chicken, roast chicken, braised chicken, shredded chicken, saliva chicken, soy sauce chicken, spicy chicken...... Wow, so many ways to do it, it makes my mouth water just thinking about it. ”

Wei Shiwen's words turned sharply, and the difference between before and after was like a funny reversal drama, but it made Weber breathe a sigh of relief, and his mind to use the spell to give orders also fell silent, and the spell that lit up on the back of his left hand dimmed.

Wei Shiwen stood up, patted the lead-gray SS coat on his body, and said, "Okay, my stupid, poor and poor lord, it's not good to stand in this open place and blow the night breeze at night, take us to your place, okay?" ”

The Conquest King laughed, patted Wei Shiwen on the shoulder and said, "Boy, you are really interesting, are you interested in joining my swing and following me to conquer this world." ”

Wei Shiwen stood upright, his face was relieved, as cold as a relief, and said: "Iskander, the most famous conqueror of the Macedonian Empire, was praised as the "King of Conquest" by ancient Greece, and was known as Alexander the Great in history. However, do you know that standing in front of you is also an emperor. The true king will not be subservient to another king, that is, the oriental proverb 'one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers'. Now you and I belong to the relationship of cooperation between colleagues, if you really have this plan, then before the war with other servants, you and I will have a battle, and it will be life and death. As he spoke, Wei Shiwen pulled out the long knife that had followed him through a Holy Grail War and a straight-backed blade from his personal space, the internal energy core was activated, and there was brilliance circulating on the knife body, in order not to completely mess up the situation, the tip of the Emperor Penguin knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and his eyes were blazing.

Before you can meet other servants or masters, your own servants will be beaten to the death, and Weber's heart hangs again, ready to use the command spell to forcibly mediate.