Li Amen stood quietly, the magic power in his whole body flickering and weakening, as if he was preparing something.

The "Immeasurable Death Sutra" is also ready, and even the holy clothes are now worn directly on Li Amen's own body.

Syringes are also in front of you, ready to replenish any magic deficits that may arise.

The location at his feet is the most central position of the underground spiritual veins of the Matong family, and it is the direction with the strongest magic power.

With all this preparation, if there is a problem with this summoning again, then it must be providence.

For Li Amen, as long as he is prepared for everything, there is no reason not to succeed.

After all, when he was not prepared in the past, he was mostly successful in his work.

It's not just the luck factor, it's the wisdom or strength of the past that is enough to guarantee his success.

The magic power in Li Amen's body finally boiled, and his consciousness had already connected to the inner door of the heavenly kingdom, and he called out to it deeply.

"If you hear me, answer my call, Hermione!" He chanted aloud.

The last time Li Amen summoned his daughter, it was not so troublesome, and he succeeded with a direct consciousness.

This also represents the fact that Hermione is really not so easy to summon.

After all, whether it is Li Baifeng or Hermione, they are not heroic spirits, and as members of the other world, they are to be rejected by this world.

The world card that has been mutated no longer provides the exclusive service of the official tournament, which means that it is difficult to implement the call across the world without system protection.

Li Amen was able to summon Li Baifeng, and it was only by using the bloodline connection generated by Li Baifeng's genes belonging to Li Amen that he succeeded.

It's not that Amen Lee gave up his body. It will be able to completely sever this blood connection. Even if this is the case, in fact, the Holy Clothes can be regarded as the existence of Li Amen's half. It also means that Li Baifeng has also established contact with Li Amen.

Using the contract with Alaya and Gaia on Li Amen's body as protection, Li Baifeng's summoning naturally went smoothly.

In a way. Even a time turner is easier than summoning a living person.

After all, the living people of another world with wisdom are even more ostracized by the world, and the time turner, although it also has the ability to disobey the rules of this world, is exempted because it is counted as an item of Li Amen.

Hermione's case, however, is complicated.

In some ways, it would be easier to summon the followers of Amen than Hermione, who seemed to have little to do with Amen, after all, there was still a connection to the power of faith.

Of course, it's good that Hermione and Lee Amen are not without any connection. This is the only chance.

It's just a tenancy, but it's also a contract, so Hermione has a chance to come.

"Welcome to this world, Hermione." Li Amen applauded and laughed.

Hermione nodded, beginning to feel the difference in this new world. As a wizard, as an existence who has traveled to other worlds, she has already felt that she can only rely on the slightest connection of Li Amen to avoid a small part of the world's rejection, and a considerable part of her strength has been suppressed.

After feeling this. She couldn't help frowning.

It is not completely impossible to further avoid the world's rejection of her.

Hermione subconsciously looked at the holy clothes worn on Li Amen's body, she naturally knew the cause and effect of the Horcrux with her own hands, and in the current situation, I am afraid that only it can help her.

Otherwise. In this world, her luck is equal to a negative number, so I am afraid that it will really be difficult to move an inch.

……

Webb wakes up from a dreamless deep sleep.

When you open your eyes, you will see the same darkness as you did in your sleep. This miscellaneous forest where you sleep during the day. Now it has completely fallen into the darkness of starlight.

Night fell again. For those in command of the Servant, this is an inevitable time to fight.

The night breeze as cold as murderous intent did not make him feel uneasy in the slightest. The breath that makes this uneasiness and fear disappear is all around us.

The Rider, who has materialized, is already fully combat-ready. Flipping through Homer's epic poems.

The hard cover, which was heavy and depressing to Weber, was small and thin in the eyes of the conquerors. This giant man is concentrating on the world of words. The action of flipping through the scroll is full of interest, and even the feeling of fingertips is particularly cherished.

It seemed that he really liked the book, and Webb couldn't help but smile wryly. If you suddenly ask Rider now, "Why was you born?" His answer may not be an ambition to conquer the world, but "one cannot read the epic poems of Homer without a finger". This man is such a person. A hero who longs for a distant place, wants to use good food and wine, and regards the ambition to conquer the world as an ordinary desire to eat and sleep. This peculiar personality attracted many men who followed him all their lives.

In the history of mankind, there has been such a man.

"—huh? Boy, are you awake? ”

Rider's interest in Achilles' adventures, which he had read countless times, remained undiminished, smiling like a naughty child and looking at Webb. No matter who he looks at, he will show this smile. Whether it's for the heroes who have lived and died together, or for the masters like Weber, who are useless.

“…… Didn't I say wake me up at night? What the hell are you doing? ”

"Ah, I'm sorry. I was fascinated by it unconsciously. However, it was still early at night. I don't think I need to be so anxious tonight, just settle down. ”

"Why?"

The second questioning made the giant man open his mouth and fall into thought.

“…… Well, anyway, it's not very substantiated, but I have a hunch that I can go to the bottom tonight. ”

He said casually.

Webb nodded slightly, not asking why. Although he couldn't say it, the air that swept through his skin made him feel that the Holy Grail War had entered a climax.

If I have to say it - it's because the night air is too calm.

As far as Webb knew, the only competitor that was excluded was the Assassin, which Rider had crushed with his own hands. Of course. Everywhere he couldn't see, the battle continued.

He felt it day after night. The anomalous aura that has appeared in this town is changing. From chaotic commotion to a heavy sense of urgency.

This is one of the reasons why he was more impressed by the anxiety of Saber, who fought with him last night, than his own anxiety. There also seems to be some kind of emergency in the camp of Einzbelen.

So Webb didn't dispute Rider's instincts. Precisely because he is the king of conquest who gallops through the battlefields and gives strategic instructions, his sixth sense is much more reliable than that of Weber, who is still inexperienced.

Exactly Rhodes. Elumeroi will make it possible to see if he is still alive - the news of the once-hated enemy now makes him feel a certain sentimentality.

Going to the battlefield with the Heroic Spirit is an unimaginably arduous practice, and Webb has already experienced it firsthand. Even if he is a genius with a reputation in magic, the Holy Grail War cannot be speculated by the common sense of magicians. The thought of him going through the same arduous practice as himself makes me feel happy at the same time. I couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in my heart. Of the six masters, Kenneth is the only one who has a relationship with Webb, whether that relationship is good or bad.

For an opponent who was going to fight to the death as soon as they met, Weber was able to have such feelings, and Weber once again felt the change in his mood.

- Yes, whatever the hunch is, for him, the Holy Grail War is no different from the end.

At the time of sighing, the impact was light and noticeable. Dispelled his drowsiness.

"W-what?"

"It's a strange fluctuation of magic. Seems to have come across something similar before. ”

Hearing Rider say this, Webb remembered. The Templar Church summons the Master's wolf's smoke. It's exactly the same feeling as it was back then.

In order to see the sky, he stepped out of the woods, and a flash of magic appeared in the northeast direction. And accompanied by more vivid colors than last time.

"This form is ......"

"What is this? Some kind of symbol? ”

Hearing Rider's question, Webb nodded despite his confusion.

"Different colors of light. Four and seven...... It's 'Emoeror' and 'Chariot'. Sending out such wolf smoke...... Does this mean that the Holy Grail War has been decided? ”

Webb's explanation made Rider frown.

"What is this. When I didn't exist. Who exactly won. ”

It's really weird. In the Holy Grail War, victory is achieved only by eliminating all hostile Masters and Servants. Right now. Rider and Webb are here, how can they make a declaration of victory.

“…… Also, that location is not the location of the Fuyuki Church. It's weird. Maybe not the wolf smoke from those guys in the church. ”

"Ah, that's acceptable."

Hearing Webb's question, Rider snorted contemptuously and nodded.

"What's wrong?"

"It must have been some impatient creature who made a proclamation of victory and defiantly said, 'If you have an opinion, come here.'" In other words, it is necessary to lead the opponent to the decisive place of his designation. ”

Rider laughed wickedly, staring at the glowing wolf smoke in the sky, as if to say that it was exactly what I wanted.

"Very good, very good. In this way, even the effort of searching is saved. Provoked with such provocation, I don't think a single Servant will sit still. The ones who are still alive must be gathered in the place where the wolf smoke is coming out - well, as I thought, tonight is the time for a decisive battle. ”

The burly body of the king of conquest was trembling with joy and fighting spirit.

Webb looked at the fierce Heroic Spirit with the same cold eyes that he was watching from a distance.

"Yes. It's finally time for the final stage. ”

"That's right. Now that the battlefield has been decided, I can't disgrace the rank of Rider. ”

Rider drew his Celtic sword and held it high into the sky.

"Show up, my BMW!"

With the sound of the call, a light burst out of the torn void that pierced the space. Shining with the light of the Heroic Spirit, it was a steed familiar to Webb.

The horned Heroic Marbus Sepharus. The legendary BMW that once carried the king of conquest and ravaged the eastern world. Now planes-traveling to the Allies, it sped across the asphalt, hissing eager to fight.

Although the various aspects of Iskandar's trump card, the King's Army, need to be brought together to unfold an inherent enchantment to correct the interference from the world. However, just like Mithrines, who served as a herald in the future of the river, if he only manifested himself, it was within the allowable range of ordinary space. Now that the "Shenwei Wheel" has been lost, the most suitable place for Rider to make use of his riding skills is on the back of "it".

"Come on, boy, it's not as secure as sitting on the bridge, but let's just come on." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)

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