Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Madman Teases
As for why Nuofei knew that Berserker's master would have an ink painting in his hand, it was very simple, Kuyu Maiya told him that two days ago, Kiritsugu Einomiya had obtained all the information of the remaining master. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
It's quite simple to investigate someone, and it's clear why this master got this painting, but Nuofei couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth... This painting was actually given by him when he went to the street to buy groceries and participate in the lottery...
"Erye Erxin, if I'm not mistaken, your master should be called this name, right?" Nofi asked Berserker, who pondered for a moment and then shook his head.
"I forgot." Berserker said with a shrug
β... Ha? "Nuofei always felt as if he had heard something wrong.
Berserker only shrugged his shoulders and said his reason: "After all, that guy is not strong at all, just know that 'he is my master, and I need to protect him' is fine." β
If someone else summons this thing, I'm bound to vomit blood in anger... Berserker, like [Assassin] Kojiro Sasaki during the Five World Wars, came to this place just to find an opponent he could fight well, and he participated in this [war].
Fortunately, a guy who was not interested in the Holy Grail summoned him, after all, the way Berserker threatens people is at most death, and a guy who is not interested in the Holy Grail will not be threatened by this kind of thing.
"You're really indifferent to your master." Nuofei complained, "I really don't understand why you two have been safe and sound until now." β
"Not really, it's just that this master of mine has something special. And he said, 'I'm not interested in the Holy Grail, you just have to make sure I don't die, and the rest is up to you.'" 'That's the case. "It's a good thing he made such a decision, otherwise, maybe I would have chosen to commit suicide on the first day, and this [Battle of the Divine Throne] would not have been regarded as real death." β
Participating in the Divine War has a chance to be resurrected, and after the resurrection, all the causes and effects of the Divine War will be cut apart... To put it simply, after hanging once, you will become an ordinary person, forget all this and return to your own life.
Those who participate in the [Battle of the Divine Throne] will not consume this opportunity, as it is like a place for extra dungeons, large side quests.
"There aren't many people like you in this [Divine War]." As he spoke, Nuofei's cell phone rang, and then he smiled, "It seems that the time is almost up, and it is time for us to go." β
Berserker reflexively asked, "Where to go?" β
β... Winterwood Hotel. Nuofei said with a smile on his face.
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"Is this also their backhand? What a cautious guy. In the basement of Tosaka's house, Yan Feng Qili held a report from Tosaka Shichen in his hand, which was similar to the information investigated by Emiya Kiritsugu, and recorded information about the magician in China, "It's just that the disciple couldn't understand why he appeared in a public place." β
"Maybe it's because of his own magic, or maybe it's because he's a cover." Tosaka Shichen held a glass of red wine in his hand, then put it on the table, picked up a piece of parchment, and handed it to Yan Feng Qili, "No matter what, this is an opponent that cannot be underestimated, you have to be careful." β
After putting down the report in his hand, Yan Feng Qili looked at Tosaka Tokitomi, who had a steady and confident expression on his face, even if he was considered an opponent to be reckoned with, he would not show a scared expression.
[He will always be so confident. This sentence came to Yan Feng Qili's mind.
After whispering goodbye, Yan Feng Qili came to a dimly lit room, he preferred this kind of environment, although he himself did not know whether it was really like it or some other reason.
"Qili, it seems that you came back from Shichen's side, and did you say anything interesting?" Gilgamesh's figure appeared behind Yan Feng Qili, who was about to salute him when he waved his hand, "No need. β
"It's not a big deal, the teacher just told me to be careful of that Lai Zi Chinese magician." Yan Feng Qili sat down again, picked up a bottle of red wine and filled two glasses, one of which was placed in front of Gilgamesh.
Unlike at the banquet, when he was dissatisfied with the poor quality of the wine, Gilgamesh happily picked up the glass of red wine, placed it in front of him and shook it gently, the red liquid swirling in the glass, as if observing some kind of object.
"What about you? What do you think of it yourself? Gilgamesh asked.
"Me? I think the same as the teacher, as long as you are careful, you will be fine. Yan Feng Qili said slowly, but was interrupted by Gilgamesh.
"No, that's not right, you should follow your wishes, don't you? Do you really think so? I guess it's impossible. Gilgamesh shook the red wine, and his scarlet pupils looked at Yan Feng Qili through the red wine, "Your tasks seem to be quite busy lately, is something going on?" β
Recalling the task ordered by Tosaka Shichen, Yan Feng Qili shook his head, drank the glass of red wine in his hand, and slowly poured another glass: "It's nothing, there are just too many places that need to be used for assassins." β
After being silent for a while, Gilgamesh looked at Yan Feng Qili with a smile, for some reason, Yan Feng Qili always felt that there was a heavy pressure on him, and the source of this pressure was undoubtedly from Gilgamesh's eyes.
"Without the use of special objects, the servants summoned are related to the personality of their master." As if changing the subject, Gilgamesh talked about the Heroic Spirit, "[Hassan of the Hundred Faces], you who can summon him, what kind of character is Yan Feng Qili?" β
Yan Feng Qili was silent, and did not return to Gilgamesh's words, but the latter did not intend to stop there, but continued to talk about other things.
"Why did the Holy Grail choose Master? Or, in other words, what criteria the Holy Grail will use to select the master, as a member of the Templar Church, you know very well. β
β... Follow the wishes of the master, the desires of the heart. In response to this wish, the result will be the manifestation of a permit to participate in the war, the Command. Yan Feng Qili answered Gilgamesh's question, and at the same time, he also sensed the latter's thoughts, and said, "But my wish is only to support the teacher." β
"Yes, that's what you think." Scarlet eyes seemed to be able to see through the cover of people's hearts, Gilgamesh poured himself a glass of red wine and shook it gently, "The Holy Grail will respond to man's most primitive and deepest desires, is your desire really to help Shichen?" β
"Hero King, why are you asking these things?"
"What are you avoiding?" Gilgamesh stared at Yan Feng Qili, who was speechless, "That's it, after all, the current conditions are not enough." β
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After staring at him for a moment, Gilgamesh smiled and left the room where the spirit was formed.
"My desires? It's stupid...", Yan Feng Qili muttered, not knowing if he was talking about Gilgamesh or himself.
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Gilgamesh, who had left Tosaka's house, walked down the empty street, with a smile on his face, and after training the children, he was in a very happy mood.
Because of the joy of the mood, Gilgamesh will not say "you garbage" expression when looking at other people, but Gilgamesh himself is also a tall young man, coupled with his own temperament, I believe that ordinary people will not choose him as the object of fault.
"Wow, this isβ" Gilgamesh appeared in front of a man in a sports shirt.
The pale face was not at all ordinary people, and even showed some earth ash, like a ghost, not only that, but his left and right sides of the face showed two major poles, the left eye completely turned white, and at the same time, the left side of the face also spread like disgusting lines, as if it was disfigured, and the hair also completely turned white.
Gilgamesh looked at the magician in front of him with a playful expression, to be precise, he was not actually a magician, at least not three months ago: "Jian Tong Yanye, is there something to do with coming to this king?" β
"Tosaka... Shichen's servant..."The night of the wild goose endured the pain of the flesh devoured by the engraved worm on his body, and looked at the hero king in front of him with hatred, "berserker! Kill him! β
A black shadow appeared in front of Gilgamesh and rushed straight towards Gilgamesh with his bare hands.
"Tsk, you're a mad dog again!"
It's a rare feeling that a good mood is completely ruined... Gilgamesh looked at Berserker in front of him with disgust, he looked completely insane.
After a backward jump, Gilgamesh stood on top of a lamppost, revealing transparent ripples behind him, and weapon after weapon emerged from it, quickly outnumbering what he had seen, reaching hundreds.
"Accept death, and lament your powerlessness." Gilgamesh's merciless eyes looked at the Berserker below and said, "Die, bastard! β