In the dark night, Mouton and the two of them talked happily, perhaps because they understood the relationship between the night, and Mouton had a lot of feelings about the current situation of the night. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"In other words, the girl who was sent to the Kiriku family from the Tosaka family, Sakura Tosaka, no, the girl who should be called Sakura Makiri, to be precise, suffered a very human abuse?"

Maki Yanye lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly, "Because of this, I returned to Makiri's house, if I can save Sakura, even if I live out my name." ”

"Your lifespan...... There aren't many left. Mouton felt the breath on the night of the wild goose and shook his head slightly.

"Wild goose night." Mouton took out a bottle of holy water specially exchanged from the system from his bosom and handed it to the hand of the wild goose.

"This thing, if you let that girl named Sakura take it, I believe it can help."

"What is this?"

"The spring water containing the brilliance of holy magic has a strong restraint effect for people who practice insect magic, and if you say it in the wild goose night, it is better not to open it, its own lifespan is already short, if it is affected by the holy spring water, I am afraid it will be ......."

Taking the small bottle with golden light handed by Mouton, Jian Tong Yan held it in his hand at night, stood up and bowed to Mouton: "Thank you Your Excellency Mouton for your help, if you have the opportunity to survive and see Your Excellency, I will be very grateful." ”

Mouton shook his head, waved his hand, and said, "Think of it as some insignificant power in my place, that child named Sakura, if you have the chance, I hope to know her." ”

"Definitely, there will definitely be a chance." Looking at the spring water in his hand that radiated like a ray of hope, he raised his head, and when he looked at the place where Mouton was, Mouton's figure had disappeared.

……

In this world, the ability of a magician is determined by the lineage of his family, and if there is no powerful magician in his ancestors, it is almost more difficult for his descendants to become a first-class magician.

At London's clock tower, a teenager named Webb Velvet walked out of the classroom in a rage, and Weber still remembered the reprimand of his former mentor, Kenneth Ellmeiloy Achipouud.

"What kind of tutor is this, there are no words of encouragement for students at all, damn it!!" Webb walked frantically down the hallway, and the more he thought about the previous reprimand of Mentor Kenneth in front of everyone, the more angry Webb became.

"My dissertation is clearly able to make a sensation all over the world, but it was torn up by my supervisor himself."

"It's too much, it's too much." Webb clenched his fists, recalling the rumor, a magic tournament in the Far East, the Holy Grail War.

Standing in the library, after Webber found all the information about the Holy Grail War, Weber was even more excited about the above competition that he could compete on his own strength, so that he could show his stage, how could such an opportunity be missed.

Picking up the mailing items he had met in the hallway for him to give to his teacher, Webb's eyes were full of excitement.

"The holy relic of a certain legendary hero, this is the medium that can summon servants in the Holy Grail War?" Webb clenched his fists, turned around and walked out of the library without hesitation, and began to prepare plans to go to Fuyuki City.

……

Meanwhile, also in London, two young men and women with completely western faces on their way to the airport were talking about something.

"Are we heading to Fuyuki now, Alice?"

"Of course, Modran, don't you want to see the Holy Grail War in all its glory?"

"We're magicians, but isn't that okay? In case something happens......" Before the young man with short blond hair finished speaking, he could already see the displeasure on Alice's face, who was good-looking, and had long blond hair.

"What, Modlan, the two of us have known each other for so long, it's just for you to go and see, and it's not like you won't come back."

"It's just the two of us at home, and if you don't go, I'll go too."

"Okay, okay, go go."

"Hee-hee." Alice took Modran's arm and grinned, "That's it, don't worry, we'll be back soon." ”

……

On the land of Fuyuki City, the morning sun rises from the horizon, and Mouton has come out of the hotel and has begun to look for a house to rent.

The money on his body is only enough to rent a house, and if he wants to buy a house, there is no possibility.

Mouton wandered around the neighborhood for most of the day, and finally found a house that could be rented and had a large area.

After paying the rent, Mouton had already walked into the rented house, looking at the complete configuration, Mouton paused for a few seconds, and finally decided to clean up these things, even if they are all brand new, but there is dust.

After finishing all this, Mouton walked into the bedroom and began to prepare for the summoning ceremony that will start at night according to the information given to him by the system, for Mouton, summoning the Heroic Spirit as soon as possible can bring great help to himself, after all, in addition to the originally very powerful Hero King, King Arthur, and King of Conquest, there is also a powerful Lancelot appearing.

Especially Lancelot, who appeared as a madman, Mouton even thought that Lancelot would be able to kill the Golden Pickup, although this was only Mouton's idea.

Still, there are too many uncertainties, so it's wise to summon the Heroic Spirit as early as possible.

As long as the Assassin is not summoned, Mouton feels that other agents can accept it, after all, the Assassin Mouton doesn't like it very much, unless it is a powerful character like Wang Hassan...... Of course, this is impossible, Mouton will not even think about it.

After preparing all this, Mouton just took out his mobile phone and connected to the Internet, when he saw the most terrifying murderous maniac incident in Fuyuki City recently.

"This is, Ryunosuke Yusheng......" Mouton's eyes moved slightly, put down his phone, turned around and walked out of the room, the summoning ceremony was ready.

And with the coercive help of the system, Mouton was qualified to participate in the Holy Grail War, so he didn't have to worry about some other problems.

Walking on the street, Mouton was feeling a little bored, and a girl with long black hair walked over, "Well, can I ask me, how to get around this place?" ”

Looking at the street address displayed in the girl's hand, Mouton smiled slightly, "It turns out that you are from another place." ”

"Well, I'm from Kanagawa Prefecture and I'm here to look for my relatives."

"If you want this place, turn left from here, and then turn one step and you'll be there." Junxia Hoshino smiled slightly, pushed his square glasses, and said very politely, "Thank you then." ”

"You're welcome." (To be continued.) )