It's a mess. It's over all day

"Material acquisition", Caster and Ryunosuke Yusheng, who returned to the magic workshop, faced such a tragic situation.

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The underground magic workshop that had been ravaged by the thunder and lightning summoned by the "Kamui Wheel" had been completely destroyed at this time, and it was impossible to see its original appearance at all.

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The "works of art" have been turned into coke one by one.

"Oh my God! Who exactly? That's too much! Two lines of tears welled up from Ryunosuke's eyes and slid down his cheeks.

The beautiful man who fell to his knees felt grief from the bottom of his heart, and if he was crying loudly on the night streets of Fuyuki City, he would probably attract a lot of sympathy.

If the location is changed to a bar where you get drunk late at night, some of the royal sisters who are quite motherly and glorious will seem to be deeply saddened when they see such a thing

The "little milk dog" will even come forward to comfort and start a wonderful love story...... Of course this is not possible.

If the truth is known, those royal sisters who have stepped forward to comfort them will definitely feel a piercing chill rising from the tail vertebrae, surging into their hearts and filling their entire chests.

The beating heart will be held by Ryunosuke Yusheng himself, and he will feel the cold air. To reiterate, Ryunosuke Rain is a murderer, and after meeting Caster Gilles de Les by chance, he has evolved into an even more terrifying one

"Artist". He was weeping, he was weeping, I should say, but it was he who was lamenting

A "beautiful" work of art made of life and suffering.

"It's too much! It's a work of art that we've put so much effort and creative inspiration into creating it! How, how could someone be so cruel as to destroy these works of art? Is this a human thing? Caster Gilles de Les leaned down, hugged Ryunosuke's shoulder, which was trembling with sobbing, and patted him lightly on the back, as if to reassure the child's mother: "Ryunosuke, face up to the fact of destruction." This is the true ugliness hidden in the soul of human beings, and destruction and destruction are the great enemies of art. Your grief is understandable, but don't be overly emotional. You see, people like us who can understand true beauty and harmony are only a very small minority of human beings. The laity, when they come into contact with the true works of art, are driven by jealousy. These laity, who are unable to appreciate beautiful things, produce only the desire to destroy the wine when faced with works of art. "An intruder who can destroy their stronghold like this has no ordinary ability, and if you go head-to-head with him, I'm afraid you will be unlucky, right?

Rather, it is just the destruction of the base, which is already a blessing in misfortune. If they had been here, it wouldn't have been as simple as the destruction of the facility.

Thinking of this, Caster further comforted: "Ryunosuke, you must know that in the long course of history, I don't know how many works of art have been lost and destroyed. Time destroys everything, and everything we create will eventually be destroyed, whether it is by the laity who cannot appreciate art, or by time that annihilates everything. But that's why we create, and even when it leads to destruction, art is by no means meaningless. At the very least, we can enjoy the joy of creation......" Ryunosuke Yubu raised his head, stunned: "You mean, it doesn't matter if we are destroyed, we just need to create something new, right?" ”

"Yes, exactly. Ryunosuke, your acumen is beyond my imagination! The pair of masters and servants whose relationship was completely reversed laughed at the same time, which made people feel creepy.

After a short while, Ryunosuke Yusheng brushed away Caster's hand, gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked around affectionately.

Around, there were originally a lot of delicate ones

The "work of art" is now only organic coke and black skeleton residues.

"Is it because we have taken a detour in the pursuit of art and have been punished by God?" Ryunosuke Yusheng's soft muttering words, although light, Heroic Spirit Caster could still hear them clearly with his spiritual sensitivity that was far beyond ordinary people.

His face changed, and Caster, who was already hairy and stood on end, was now like a living ghost who had come out of a horror movie.

He grabbed Ryunosuke's shoulders hard, turned Ryunosuke's face to himself, and stared at Ryunosuke's eyes with unusually prominent eyes.

"I'll just say it once, Ryunosuke. God will never punish the world, God is just playing with mankind. Gilles de Rice's pupils seemed to be burning silently.

"I have done countless of the most vicious, serious blasphemy that I can do in the world. Trust me, Ryunosuke, what you've done is child's play compared to who I was back then. ”

"But no matter how much I blasphemed God, God's sanction never came. I have been on the path of pursuing evil for eight years. stained with the blood, wails and screams of thousands of young children. It wasn't God who destroyed me in the end, but humans like me. The church and the king found me guilty and tried and executed. But they only took a fancy to my wealth and territory, and took a look at me in order to take it for themselves. ”

"It's not the gods who punish me, it's the plundering of the red fruit!" Looking at Gilles de Les, whose expression was completely distorted and deformed, Ryunosuke Woo realized that his unconscious words seemed to have touched the demon's scales.

But Ryunosuke Yusheng didn't feel fear like ordinary people. He was so in tune with the servant in front of him that he felt heartfelt sorrow so easily from the other party's expression that seemed to have lost everything and was alone.

He could vaguely feel what the burning emotion in the other party's heart was expressing.

This demon summoned by himself seems to have experienced some unimaginable tragedy. It seems that the reason why he became a demon was actually because he was abandoned by God...... Just as Caster comforted Ryunosuke Yusheng, Ryunosuke Yusheng looked at Caster and whispered softly, "Even so, there are still gods in this world, aren't they?" Caster was stunned, he let go of the man who was grabbing Ryunosuke's shoulder, and took a half-step back to look at his master carefully: "Why, Ryunosuke?" Obviously you have no faith, you have never witnessed the existence of miracles, why do you think so? Ryunosuke said as he slowly walked his steps.

Spinning his body as he walked: "Because, although this world seems boring on the surface, when you keep exploring, you will find that there are many interesting things in this world." ”

"I've always thought so. The world is filled with so many beautiful things, which is too luxurious and too perfect for us. Once you want to have fun, after a few detours, you will soon find that there is no entertainment more valuable than the world itself. ”

"So, somebody must be writing the script of this world. Writing this long-form or group drama with billions of characters. I am afraid that there is no better name for those who can do such great things than God. Caster blinked in silence, as if thinking about Ryunosuke's words, staring blankly at the light seeping through the cracks in the underground workshop caused by the lightning strike.

After a long while, Caster looked at his master, Ryunosuke, and asked solemnly, "So, Ryunosuke." What do you think...... God, does He love humanity or not? ”

"Of course, I love humanity from the bottom of my heart. Otherwise, how can you have the energy and interest to write the script of the world for thousands of years? Ryunosuke carried out it vividly

The non-physical performance of "imitating a writer" is like a writer who is writing hard, sometimes making the appearance of writing hard, and sometimes showing the appearance of biting the pen and thinking hard.

"God must be like us, deeply intoxicated by the high sense of creating his own work, and at the same time moved by his own characters, moved by the twists of the storyline, joyful for happiness, and weeping for tragedy. As for the comedy or tragedy of life, God must have poured out the same love. God would love the hymns of courage and justice, but at the same time he would be deeply intoxicated by the blood and sorrow of war. Otherwise, the world would never be so colorful. ”

"Look, Lord Bluebeard, God's love exists in every corner of this world, doesn't it?"

"Ahh Like a devout believer in the Templar, Caster listened to Ryunosuke's words. He looked up, a happy smile on his face.

He exclaimed: "I originally thought that this was a world where the gods had long since left, but I didn't expect that in this era, there would be such a devout human as you, my master, I am full of respect for you!" ”

"Huh? No, no, where am I so great, Lord Bluebeard, I will be embarrassed if you say that about me. Hey! Caster raised his arm high, as if he was about to say something, but suddenly thought of something and put his hand down, and said to Ryunosuke: "However, if according to your theory of faith, then all the blasphemous acts we have done before are not just trivial insect carving skills?" ”

"No, no, no...... Master Bluebeard, don't be presumptuous. Everything you do, it's a first-class show of tragedy and horror. Your artistic performance is also an indispensable repertoire for the gods with rich and mixed tastes. ”

"Do blasphemous sins and holy hymns seem to you to be ways of worshiping God? Amazing, really amazing! Ryunosuke, I'm so convinced of you, your thoughts are so profound! Uh-huh, that's right, good! It's just amazing! ”

"Master Bluebeard, have you come up with another brilliant idea? New artwork production plans? ”

"Nope! Art is no longer enough to carry our faith, and if the gods are so great, how can we believers stop there? Let us use more colorful despair and cries to dye the divine court with our colors. Let the heavenly gods know that they are not the only ones who know how to be truly entertained! Come on, Ryunosuke, how about a show with me? Caster was excited, and he held out his hand to Ryunosuke Yusheng, "Let's have a grand celebration together." Today's banquet is the moment when a new faith created by you takes the stage! ”

"Oh! I'll do my best to be the coolest I can be. ”

"Great, so let's get ready, Ryunosuke? First of all, let's choose a suitable stage, shall we? Where do you think this grand festival is appropriate? ”

"I don't know, Lord Bluebeard, but according to the usual form of beauty, the location of the festival is either a mountain or a water, look at the map, right?" The crazy performance of this evil duo exudes a deep dark aura, which is harvested by Ryunosuke Yusui

"Spellcasting Materials" - The five children snuggled together, shocked by the malice and fear emanating from Ryunosuke and Caster, and could only tremble and weep silently.

In the face of the new faith of the cursed seekers, the souls of these innocent young children will not see any light of salvation.

Outside the underground magic workshop, a figure hidden in the darkness that could not be found without careful observation followed a crack in the top of the underground cistern to observe the Caster and the Master inside.

The last seven Assassins left, under the arrangement of Yan Feng Qili, were divided into six routes, and four of them were used as monitors, hovering around the strongholds of saber, Caster, berserker, and Rider, monitoring their every move.

Compared to the previous fifty Assassins

"Espionage organization", now the Assassins are more capable and have more clear goals.

The other three Assassins who had emerged were now in the basement of the Templar Church, in front of Yan Feng Qili.

The swift Makur, the strange-armed Gozl, and the swordsman Bazar are respectively known for their agile movements, extraordinary powers, and exquisite swordsmanship, and are the three strongest in combat effectiveness among all the personalities of Hassan.

The three of them were specially kept by Yan Feng Qili, and they were deliberately not arranged to carry out surveillance activities.

The reason for this was for the trio to cooperate in the organized decapitation of the participants in the Holy Grail War, especially against the Master.

In the end, only seven of the fifty Hassan were left, but the remaining seven Hassan clones had increased their combat effectiveness due to the more magic power they received.

And if these three experts in assassination work together, I am afraid that the state-level security force may also be broken through.

"Rider's location is already in our hands. It's just an ordinary dwelling, and it's the weakest defense compared to Caster's summoning magic and the fortified strongholds of the Magic Workshop, the Makiri family, and the Einzberen family. According to information from other Hassans, all servants and masters have now returned to their bases. There won't be any other servants to bother you, just let it go. Bring back the head of the Rider Master. One of the three Hassans nodded, one was silent, and one raised his right hand.

Their figures vanished like smoke, dissolving into the gloomy air.

"Are you still doing this sneaky work? Yan Feng Qili. Turning around, Yan Feng Qili saw a golden heroic spirit, Gilgamesh had appeared behind him at some point, shaking a goblet of red wine, and looked at him with interest.