In the Tosaka family's mansion, Shi Chen was listening to the report of his disciple Qili. His eyes widened when he heard that Caster had been nearly killed by Pipsqueak.

Pipsqueak had seen it herself, but at the time it was an otherworldly creature that Jelf kept resembling a pet. I didn't expect it to have such a high combat effectiveness.

To be honest, he was really shocked. In addition to Pipsqueak, he also has an otherworldly creature that can only tie with Berserker. It's no wonder that he doesn't take other servants seriously, and as an ordinary magician, he dares to appear directly in front of the masters. There are two servant-level summoned beasts, and it is true that this qualification.

This man's attainments in summoning magic are much more powerful than he thought.

Shi Chen is still using his limited knowledge to judge Jelf's strength, and he still thinks he is a magician. As Archer puts it, it's superficial and uninteresting.

"Jelf is the governess of my two daughters, and arguably my person. Since he defeated Caster, and he wasn't the Master of the Holy Grail War himself, the Advent Curse that offered a bounty to the other Masters to defeat Caster in the first place can be counted on me. ”

After a brief shock, Shi Chen's heart moved, and he immediately planned for himself.

"No objection was raised by the other masters to this explanation. On the one hand, I can announce to the other lords that Jelf is my man, so that they can have some scruples, and on the other hand, I can justifiably take an extra spell. ”

Another magic prop on Shi Chen's side sounded Yan Feng Lizheng's voice: "Yes, in this way, Shi Chen, you have a total of four spells." In this way, whether it is a servant or a spell, you are the first of all the masters. ”

Shi Chen was very happy to hear Lizheng's words, and he poured himself a glass of red wine in a happy mood, and took small sips.

"It's just that I'm a little worried." Lizheng spoke again.

"Worried about what?"

"The other Lords will unite and attack you."

Shi Chen said thoughtfully: "There is indeed this possibility..."

...

Listening to the conversation between her father and her teacher, Qili didn't say a word. But he was a little irritable in his heart, and he thought about what his teacher's servant, Golden Archer, had said to him.

They're so boring.

Qili concealed some of the information when she reported it, such as the strange man with unknown magical powers that Caster finally summoned.

Although there is no master and no servant, it is equivalent to no source of magic power. The summoned creatures will not last long if they are not replenished by mana, and will soon disappear.

It's just that Qili thinks that the weird man will not disappear. I don't know where the thought came from, he has always had this premonition in his heart.

"Not enough magic! The magic isn't enough! A mournful voice rang out.

Dozens of meters below the ground of the old house of the Maki family, there is a secret basement hidden.

This is the secret magic laboratory of the Maki family, and the contemporary Maki family is also the only one made by the Maki family.

For the study of magic, the transformation of magic, and for the study of... Phoenix.

How long has the Dirty Inkstone lived? That's a good question.

A hundred years? Two hundred years? Or even five hundred years? Or longer... It's been so long that he can't even remember it.

I only remember that he was in the same period as the first head of the Tosaka family and Einzberen.

I have lived this dirty inkstone for many years and forgot many things, such as my former ideals. For example, his own demon path. Another example is something called human nature.

The dirty inkstone is just a walking dead manipulated by inner desires. Or not even the walking dead, his body is just an engraved worm.

Yes, in order to attain immortality. The inkstone transforms itself into a special marker worm. By living in the body of one person after another, generation after generation survived.

There is only one obsession in his heart, to live. Even if he wins the Holy Grail, his wish is immortality, and the entire Makiri family exists to fulfill his wish for immortality.

Cold, damp, and dark are the first impressions of the basement of the Kiri's house.

In addition to these above words, there is another word.

That's crowding, or being very crowded.

It's hard to imagine a basement the size of half a football field being cramped.

However, this is indeed the case, and the basement is filled with strange noises from the depths of darkness. If you light a lamp at this time, you will feel a tingling of the scalp, goosebumps will rise, and people with dense phobia will feel very unwell.

The entire basement of the Tong family is densely packed with insects.

There are arthropods covered in mucus that are smooth and greasy like slugs, there are bugs with hard shells that resemble beetles, there are bugs that can fly like wasp colonies, and there are miniature X-worms that resemble the offspring of a male organ.

Countless insects gather together, almost like an ocean of insects.

All of these insects were raised by the inkstone.

It's just that now the owner of the Tsukiri-chan is not here, only the skull-headed man who drove Berserker on the dock that day lies on the altar in the middle of the sea of worms.

The skeleton man's abdomen was carved with a magic array, naked and exposed to the sea of insects, allowing countless insects to climb on it.

As the formation on the altar was activated, the magic array on the skeleton man's stomach gradually formed a black-red black hole. A powerful suction force emanated from the black-red hole, devouring the surrounding insects. It's just that the sea of worms seems to be endless, devouring one wave and then surging the second.

"Not enough magic... The magic isn't enough! The terrible cry sounded again, and it turned out to be the skeleton man. Black and red lines appeared all over his body, blood continued to seep out of them, and his skin fell off one by one like wall ash, revealing the red muscle layer below. The blood vessels above the muscle layer are clearly visible.

Click, click, the sound of wooden sticks hitting the ground sounded.

An old man in a kimono and on crutches pushed open the door of the basement and walked in slowly.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his body was thin, his limbs were as withered as mummies, and he was very hunched on his back.

At first glance, it looks as if a gust of wind blows and falls. Only the deep sunken eye sockets occasionally show a delicate light.

The old man looked at the skeletal man in the sea of insects, not only was he not frightened by the strange scene in front of him, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Tsuruno, I really didn't expect it. You don't have even the slightest qualification as a magician. But your weak body and filthy soul can bear this. What a surprise it was. ”

This old man is the actual head of the Tong family, and the skeleton man in the sea of insects turned out to be the family on the bright side of the Tong family, and the nominal son of the Tong Dirty Yan, Tsuru Tsuno Ma.