After Yanzi left, Wang Ming still stood motionless on the top of the tree.

Ahead, there is the castle of the Einzbelen family.

In the castle now, only Alice Fell, a woman whose combat strength is close to nothing, and Saber, a servant who has suffered irreparable injuries, exists.

If he wanted to, he could kill the two people inside with his own strength.

It seems very tempting.

It's just that this thought just flashed through Wang Ming's mind and quickly disappeared.

Let's not talk about Saber, a cute thing, even if Wang Ming can be ruthless enough to kill her, it seems that the rest of the matter will be out of control.

Destroying the whole situation in order to get rid of a heroic spirit doesn't seem to be what a smart person should do.

This time, he came here just to find a magic spell suitable for Sakura's attributes from this magician family.

As the Einzibelen family, which has the strongest magic in the three royal families, this ancient family shouldn't even have magic with the attribute of shadow attribute......

The body gradually disappeared, and Wang Ming's figure walked towards the castle under the effect of stealth.

……

The other side.

After receiving Wang Ming's hint, the figure of the son quickly left from him, and returned to Dongmu Town in just a few minutes.

The girl walks the streets like a ghost.

Affected by the fire at the Kerry Hotel, the eyes of the entire town of Winterwood seem to be drawn to this matter.

No one found out that by their side. A ghostly figure quickly walked through and walked towards another landmark, the church.

Among the churches.

The news that Tongli had just been eliminated as an Overseer was sent out, and Yan Fengli squinted slightly with some tiredness.

In the past two days, without the precious son of Yan Minezaki by his side, the figure of the old priest seems to be much older than before.

Father Mapo's whereabouts have always been a pain in his heart.

Regarding Assassin's statement, Yan Fengli only believed it at the beginning.

Later, through the conversation with Shi Chen, Yan Fenglizheng sensed that something was wrong inside.

Although the Assassin is still walking on this battlefield, it seems to represent that the life of Yan Fengzai is not in danger. But there was always a feeling of uneasiness in the old priest's heart.

It's a very ethereal feeling. But Yan Fenglizheng felt that this was not groundless.

Certain...... His son must have been threatened by something.

He didn't dare to ask the Assassin, fearing that his suspicions would jeopardize Sakirei's life.

But in fact, Yan Fengqi Li had already returned to the arms of the Lord, and there was not even any scum left that was devoured by Wang Ming's death power.

Perhaps the old priest had already thought of this. It's just that he doesn't want to believe it.

“Assassin？”

The old priest spoke suddenly. Turn around and look not far away.

Over there. There was a wave that he was very familiar with, although he was old, but so close. The old priest could still easily perceive what was going on.

Even an Assassin who is good at hiding can't escape his perception at such a close distance.

In the original book, if it weren't for the close proximity between the two, and the sudden attack when Yan Fengli was turning around, Kenneth would not have been able to kill him at all.

Straight to the point.

After Yan Fengli called out the identity of the Assassin, the Assassin clone hidden in the dark did not show his body as usual.

There was silence in the church.

The old priest's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he had some thoughts in his heart that were not very good......

Before he could think about it, there was a sudden fluctuation next to him, and the figure of the Assassin suddenly appeared, holding a short knife in his hand, and his body accelerated abruptly when the magic power surged, and he instantly approached Yan Feng Lizheng's side.

With their eyes facing each other, Yan Fengli could see the indifference and murderous intent in the Assassin's eyes.

The distance between the two was only a few centimeters at the moment, and the short knife only needed to advance a few millimeters to easily stab the priest's chest.

"Humph!"

A cold snort contained incomparable anger.

Under this sound, the indomitable figure of the Assassin suddenly paused inexplicably.

Iron Mountain!

A formula that contains the strength of the whole body.

The old priest bypassed the Assassin's dagger and concentrated all the strength of his body on his shoulder, striking it hard against the Assassin's chest.

Immediately after, the Assassin felt a terrifying force coming from the body of the old man opposite, and easily knocked his body out of the air.

The body slashed a parabola in midair, and the Assassin fell like a tattered sandbag.

Countless bone cracks rang out in the air, and the bones of the Assassin's entire body were basically shattered under the blow.

The power of terror.

But after the blow, Yan Fenglizheng did not continue to move.

He knew Assassin very well, so he naturally knew that the other party was just a doppelganger.

In the surrounding area, there may be countless clones, and if you act rashly, you may fall into the trap.

"Assassin, why are you attacking me? Where's Sakiri?! ”

A loud cry of rage came from the priest's mouth.

's worry about his son made Yan Fenglizheng lose his composure.

No response.

The Assassin just quietly stared at Yan Fenglizheng there, his eyes still full of indifference and murderous intent.

Battered, the doppelganger's form gradually disappeared from the air.

But Yan Fenglizheng did not have the slightest carelessness.

Sure enough, in the next moment, dozens of figures had already appeared around the old priest.

The Assassins formed a circle, completely encircling Yan Fenglizheng.

"Stand down......"

Just as he was about to make a move, an indifferent voice sounded outside the church.

Assassin makes a move.

"Master's order, this place will be handed over to me, you go around to guard the surroundings to prevent others from entering here."

The figure of Tsuneko in a kimono gradually walked out of the darkness and entered the brilliant lights of the church.

Countless Assassin clones stopped their movements at the same time, bowed lightly to the skull, and then all melted into the ground and disappeared.

As Tsunako said, they have dispersed around, alert for possible variables.

“Berserker？！” Yan Fengli was looking at Yanzi in shock.

"Why are you here? Why will the Assassin obey your orders......" Speaking of this, the old priest suddenly paused, as if he remembered what he had just said.

“master…… Is it? ”

The old priest thought of the mysterious figure.

There was no trace of any existence, and even if he went all out, he couldn't find the slightest information about Wang Ming.

Compared to this heroic spirit, the mysterious master is more concerned.

"I see?" The old priest seemed to have understood something.

This time, the Holy Grail War seems to be completely controlled by something.

The master of the Berserker actually played everyone in the palm of his hand......

Guessing this, Yan Fengli Zheng also knew that he was definitely finished, and knowing that he was telling these secrets, how could the other party still tolerate his existence.

Thinking of this, the old priest spoke with some bitterness:

"Sakire...... How is he? ”

The old priest saw this precious son, who he had only gotten until he was old, more important than his own life.

In the face of the powerful Berserker, Yan Fengli is aware that he is definitely going to die, even if he is strong, but that is only relative to humans, facing the Heroic Spirit, even the Assassin will make him quite tricky, not to mention the powerful Heroic Spirit like Tsuiko.

Knowing this, the only thing Yan Feng Lizheng was worried about was his son Qi Li.

It doesn't matter if he's dead, as long as Rei Saki is still there......

"That child has the character of a saint, and his presence will not affect you much......

Opening his mouth, the old priest tried to impress the heroic spirit in front of him and fight for a glimmer of life for Yan Fengqili.

But it's a pity that Yan Fengzai has long since turned into nothingness.

Looking at Yan Feng Lizheng, Yanzi's expression was still indifferent, unmoved by any words.

Drawing the sword, the girl pointed the blood-red demon knife at the old priest. (To be continued......)