Four days passed, and life was surprisingly peaceful.

Su Shu leisurely tinkered with his mobile phone all day long, and even played games with leisure time, without the slightest sense of crisis in the trial, but seemed to have returned to the decadent and calm life of reality.

There seems to be no time limit for this trial, just to capture the Holy Grail.

For this reason, Luo Mengyu shouted more than once that he had to take the initiative, otherwise if he was negligent, if he didn't get the Holy Grail, the enemy team would take the lead, and everyone would be doomed at that time.

But the question is, where exactly is the Holy Grail? How do you get it?

Zhao Shengcai threw out this most critical question.

Even a scheming person like Zhao Shengcai didn't understand how this Holy Grail War worked, so how could the people of the enemy team seize the opportunity?

According to the experience of the previous Holy Grail Wars, before fighting for the Holy Grail, a container called the 'Little Grail' will be made to contain the souls of the defeated Servants, which will be used as an energy source to activate the Great Holy Grail.

So here comes the key question again, where is the little chalice?

In fact, the Masters and Servants in the Holy Grail War have always snatched the key to the Little Grail, and if they don't have the key, how can they open the Great Grail, a treasure box containing omnipotent wishes?

After all, the Holy Grail War is different from the Trial, and the past experience cannot be used as a reference, and what they want to grab is not a small Holy Grail or a Great Holy Grail, but something called the 'True Holy Grail'.

One word difference, the way it works is very different.

The rules of the trial do not give any clues about the whereabouts of the Holy Grail, so naturally they can't act rashly.

The Masters could still calm down, but the Servants couldn't, especially Avenger, who was getting more and more irritable, so much so that Su Shu would have nightmares every night for the past four days.

The dreams were all in the vermilion and gold-encrusted hall, the crazy and lonely thin figure sitting on the dragon chair.

The empress roared hysterically every day.

She worked harder than anyone else, reviewed and reviewed the folds day and night, cared about the victims of disasters everywhere, and hated traitors very much, no matter how you look at it, she is a very diligent ruler who worries about the country all day long.

However, no one is destined to understand her.

even scolded her behind her back for being harsh and paying taxes! Compete with the people!

Kill ——!

Inaction of mediocre ministers and unscrupulous ministers can be punished!

Kill until the virtuous ministers who truly serve the country and the people stand up!

Blood stained those eyes full of resentment, for seventeen years, she almost kept removing and killing important ministers in the court, and many civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were implicated and died tragically, but it doesn't matter, these deceitful and deceitful ministers deserve it!

Su Shu saw it really in his dream, the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty at that time were indeed a bunch of mediocre ministers, and they were talking about the big truth and detachment from reality every day.

Modern people often blame Emperor Chongzhen for being stubborn and self-serving, but the real pain and helplessness are only swallowed by herself.

Few people can be more patriotic than her, and few people want to protect this vast land of China more than her, but she is indeed powerless, even if she has more ambitions?

In the face of the cruel reality, the few taxes, the unprecedentedly barren treasury, the rich ministers, the complaining homeless people, and the Qing soldiers outside the Guan, all kinds of great contradictions overlapped, and finally let her, a young man who was less than 18 years old, clean up the mess.

The strong hatred and resentment from the depths of his soul made it so strong that every time Su Shu woke up from his dream, he unconsciously soaked the sheets with tears.

It's not that he wants to cry, but the chain reaction brought by Avenger is so deep and realistic that he can't help but have a bold ambition, that is, to take the Holy Grail into his hands and let her change the original tragic fate of the Ming Dynasty!

But how easy is that?

A crippled heroic spirit who doesn't even have a treasure, what do you do to save your homeland?

Su Shu calmed down.

Compared to Su Shu's nightmare, Xia Lan was no better, and he dreamed almost every other night.

The sad scene of the dying king killing his son with a holy spear repeated every night on the hill of the sword fence strewn with corpses, and it was clear that Lancer could not contain the strong desire to fight for the Holy Grail.

Not only that, Su Shu and Xia Lan could also hear the tragic roar of Rider's resentful spirit coming from Luo Mengyu's room next door every night.

The Heroic Spirits are restless like loose horses, and they are stuck in their own tragic pasts, and if they continue like this, it will greatly damage the morale of the team.

Just as the night was shrouded, a sudden burst of magic that was as strong as substance alarmed the servants in the stronghold.

"Lord Master, there has been a lot of movement a few kilometers away, and Luo Mengyu has already rushed over with Rider to investigate." Avenger's cold figure had already broken into the room without any scruples, waking up Su Shu and Xia Lan, who were sleeping together.

"Huh?" Su Shu woke up in shock, quickly let go of Xia Lan and turned over to get out of bed, and was pulled out by Avenger as soon as he put on his pants.

Avenger frowned, his eyes glanced at Xia Lan who was still wearing a skirt in the room from time to time, and whispered without warning: "Lord Master, I have no intention of interfering in your private life, but don't forget that you and the one surnamed Xia are Holy Grail competitors after all, even if the one surnamed Xia doesn't want to rob you, but the servant will force him to make a choice, can you understand?" ”

Although Avenger's words are ruthless, Su Shu understands the cruelty of trials better than anyone else, not to mention the cruelty of the Holy Grail War itself, and the persecution of trials alone is already difficult to solve.

The Holy Grail Holder has an absolute chance of survival, but no one can guarantee that he will be able to kill the most Masters and Servants, and if something goes wrong, he will have to fight for the Holy Grail and survive.

If it really evolves to that point, who can give up the chance to live to achieve each other between him and Xia Lan?

Su Shu's heart was cold, because Avenger's warning made his brain sober up a lot, it was really not good to be with Xia Lan all day these days, no wonder Avenger, as a servant, couldn't stand it.

"Then let's go over and see how it goes."

After receiving the instructions, Avenger immediately raised a hand to wrap his arms around Su Shu's waist, and rushed out of the underground stronghold at a very fast speed, heading towards the direction of the surging magic power.

Xia Lan in the back didn't dare to slack off, after hastily tidying up his clothes, Lancer drove over a motorcycle that had been prepared, and when Xia Lan sat down, Lancer immediately stepped on the accelerator, and suddenly the magic of the whole motorcycle splashed, like an arrow from the string.

Compared with the anxious three people and the eager followers, Zhao Shengcai and Berserker were surprisingly calm.

Zhao Shengcai walked out of the underground stronghold, looked in the direction where the magic power came out, and couldn't help but sneer: "That's the bait that someone used to fish." ”

"Aren't you curious, Master?" Berserker squinted his eyes and asked, then spread his hands with a pretended regret, "Maybe you'll miss a good show." Bait can be fished, but if the prey is a group of hungry sharks, the boat will capsize. ”

"Who said you have to go to the theater with your own eyes?" Zhao Shengcai disapplievously stretched out a hand hidden behind his back, holding a drone in his hand.

"It's kind of interesting, why don't you let me add some more condiments." Berserker smiled slightly, and after his slender fingers lightly touched the drone, the structure inside instantly underwent a qualitative change, and a stream of invisible magic attached to the inside of the body, and soon disappeared from Zhao Shengcai's hands out of thin air.

In fact, the drone did not really disappear, but was invisible, and then under the control of Zhao Shengcai, the stealth drone quietly flew into the air, and the speed was only faster than Avenger and Lancer, and even caught up with the fastest Rider.

Zhao Shengcai looked at the picture transmitted by the drone, and was amazed in his heart, worthy of being a talented and intelligent Berserker who was named tireless in learning, and only used modern knowledge in a few days, and could also delve into magic and transform it to transform modern technology, so that the drone became a veritable stealth reconnaissance aircraft.

Berserker modestly explains, "It's just a small skill of carving insects, and my disciples are all over the world, and there are many people who are good at weapons, and I have benefited from it, and if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been able to adapt to the advanced technology so quickly." ”

It's really just a small trick to carve insects, and if Berserker is willing to show the power of a true saint, it will be an earth-shattering extravagance.