After quickly inspecting the battlefield and finding that there were no remaining enemies, Mordred couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect you to be quite capable of fighting, Master." ”

"After all, I rely on this line of work to eat."

As he spoke, he walked over to the golem and tore off a piece of parchment on the shattered fragment of the golem, which was filled with instructions made of spell patterns, and the stone golem relied on to make it move.

But......

"Saber, what do you think of the strength of these golems?"

"It's the first time I've fought anything like this...... Unexpectedly quite capable of fighting, the strongest one even dealt with me for three full moves. ”

"That's really amazing, according to the standard of modern magicians, even if you exhaust your life's energy to achieve it, at most you can only create a golem that can fight you two times."

The Lion Tribulation is not an exaggeration, with the strength shown by these followers, modern magicians simply do not have any ability to resist.

After all, the strongest golems they can make are at most the level of armored vehicles, but Mordred can easily use heavy tanks as toys on the battlefield, and the strength of the two sides is completely different from the same dimension.

Of course, there are so many freaks among the magicians, and there may indeed be magicians who specialize in the creation of golems, and after consuming a lot of precious materials and exhausting a lifetime of hard work, they can create a golem that is enough to rival the servants.

But...... That's just too unlikely.

And if you want to build a golem of that level, even a clock tower may not be able to afford the cost of materials.

Obviously, there are so many "high-level" golems here that are definitely not something that modern magicians can create, which means that it is at least certain that the servants who stay here have extremely powerful magical attainments.

"What's wrong?"

Mordred noticed that there was something strange about her Master's expression.

"No...... How to say...... What do you think of this parchment? The lion robbed the world and handed Mordred the parchment in his hand.

"Master, I'm not good at these magic things, if I have to say, maybe this parchment is quite new?"

Mordred didn't reach for it, but scratched her head in some distress, showing a posture of being a scumbag.

"No, you're right, it's just that this place is so wrong, this parchment is so new."

Judging from the color alone, the production time of this parchment paper may not be more than a year, and it is also a product of modern technology, after all, the ancient manufacturing conditions can not make this kind of glorious parchment, which should be purchased as art.

In the realm of magic, time has an extremely important value, and the more historical it is, the more mysterious it becomes.

For example, a magic mark can be inherited to increase some achievements to make it more powerful, or an enchantment created by a top enchantment master is likely to be cut by an antique sword that has no special powers, but is thousands of years old.

For example, in the field of making golems, the "history" of the raw materials in key locations represents the upper limit of the golem's power, and theoretically to make a golem of this level of strength, the parchment used must be at least a thousand years old before it is possible to create it.

But what the Lion Raid has discovered so far has overturned this "law".

"It's so weird, how could such a thing happen?"

The Lion Tribulation frowned, completely unable to understand how the other party had done it, and he kept searching among the remains of the other golems, trying to find more clues.

And after searching for it, the wrinkles on the Lion Tribulation Realm wrinkled even deeper.

Because he found that not only the parchment, but also the material of the golem itself was also very problematic, even if the golem was made of stone, the golem itself was made of steel.

That's right, it's the kind of high-quality steel that can only be produced in large quantities by modern industry.

Due to the corrosion resistance of steel, it is possible that if it is a small utensil, it will be passed down if it is carefully maintained, but I am afraid that it will not take long for all of this large piece to rust.

Of course, there is another important reason for the Lion Raiders to confirm that these steel structures are made in modern times, and that is their shape.

"This thing...... It can't be a golem at all! Could it be a robot? This thing doesn't look like the traditional way of making golems. The Lion Tribulation looked at the golem's arm under his feet, which had been pried open, and fell silent.

Beneath the rough shell of this arm is a set of elaborate articulation structures, delivery systems, and even hydraulic structures, which are delicate enough to make any mecha fan orgasm on the spot.

"Oh! So handsome! I can't figure out what it's for, but the structure looks really refreshing. Master, can I take this thing back as a souvenir? ”

Yes, that's how it feels.

Listening to the admiration of his servant, the Lion Tribulation Realm felt more and more that something was wrong with this Holy Grail War.

"I see, by imitating the structure of a robot to improve combat effectiveness, does magic just provide the power of activity and 'intelligence'?"

At this time, the Lion Tribulation Realm finally understood why the other party was able to use such a new material to create a powerful golem that could even fight with the servant, but this also made him even more incomprehensible.

Due to the nature of his profession, the Lion Raid is different from those magicians who are completely ignorant of modern technology, and he knows exactly what kind of level modern industry can achieve.

But it's no exaggeration to say that even with modern technology, it's a bit too difficult to build a robot of this scale that can move freely.

But......

Aren't all the people who make these golems Servants?

Why...... How can such an old antique be transformed to this extent?

When the Servant is summoned, he or she will indeed receive common knowledge about modern society from the Holy Grail.

However, it is only limited to "common sense", and it is limited to the level that prevents the follower from exclaiming when he sees a tall building, and the knowledge with a slightly deeper degree of professionalism is not within the scope of the gift.

Because of his doubts, the Lion Tribulation Realm leaned his face towards the parchment to observe it more closely, and instantly a wave of heat rushed out.

"It's hot!"

He hurriedly leaned back and threw away the parchment in his hand that had begun to burn, not only the one in the lion robbery realm's hand, but all the parchment in the presence was on fire, and even the golem and the dragon's tooth soldier who had turned into slag quickly weathered and disappeared.

"Hey! Are you okay?! ”

"Shhh...... It hurts a little, bastard, it's so well prepared, all the clues are gone, but it looks like we've been discovered, so it's better to get out of here. ”

It seems that this summoned magician was a little more cautious than the Lion Raid Realm expected, and actually arranged this level of manpower in this location in advance, it seems that it should not just be a batch, but a large number of highly skilled artificial lifeforms, golems, and even dragon tooth soldiers.

The Lion Tribulation Realm is not clear to what extent the other party has achieved, in case a large number of enchantments have been set up here, it will be a bit troublesome to wait for the other party's servants to come, so it is better to retreat first.

"In this way, at this stage, we can only use the demon to observe from afar, but I have determined one thing."

"What?"

"That is, the servant summoned by the enemy is most likely the type that is good at magic, so there is no need to worry that they will choose to raid, after all, for magicians, they are still better at fighting positional battles, and they can sleep well in the future."

"Oh! That's great news! ”

……

……

"It's so boring, retreating so quickly? Even if these people are not smart enough, they are not brave enough at all! ”

In a control room in the center of the castle, Medea pouted with some dissatisfaction as she watched the two Lion Raiders and Mordred, who were quickly leaving the forest on the screen.

She was no longer wearing the same robe she had worn when she was summoned, but a modern outfit that looked unusually stylish, and in addition to the two blood-red spells on the back of her right hand, three spells appeared on the back of her left hand.

"Master, do you still need me to track them down?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the empty hall, and at the table in the center of the hall, a man suddenly appeared with a golden spirit child, which was the scene of the servant being released from the spirit body.

The man was wearing armor and had a strong physique, and even through his clothes, he could see that his muscles had been tempered a lot.

The metal armor that covered his shoulders and left arm glittered silver in the light, while his right arm, much lighter than his left arm, held a spear that was much taller than a man's and had what appeared to be a metallic red spear.

At this time, he looked at the monitor screen in front of Medea, and there was a look of admiration in his eyes.

"I've known it from the knowledge in my mind, but when I actually see it, it's a little strange that I can show the enemy so clearly from such a distance, and if it were in my time, only magicians or gods could do it. I didn't expect humans to be able to do it at such a level, it's really ......"

The man's lips crooked, revealing a smile that was enough to charm most women: "Let me bow down, I don't even have the strength to be surprised." ”

"Lancer, forget it, we've already run away anyway, so we don't need to go to them, anyway, the main thing for us now is to continue to strengthen the magic workshop."

Medea pushed her hands on the table, and the pulley under the chair carried her away from the monitor, while Medea spun the chair to make herself spin as she moved, as if she was riding a merry-go-round.

"Of course...... I can't complain about this either. The Lancer looked at his master's behavior and dress, and pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.

He knew very well that his master himself was also a summoned servant, and it was most likely a magician from the Divine Generation, but now he couldn't tell at all that this was a Divine Generation.

In any case, this level of adaptability is quite abnormal.

"By the way, Lancer, I shouldn't have asked you to tour the house, why did you come at this point in time?"

Medea seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned her head to look at the servant she had summoned in violation of the law.

"Oh, that's just my spontaneous service, don't thank me." Lancer laughed heartily.

Medea didn't reply, but took a closer look at Lancer's handsome face, and after a long time, she suddenly showed a disgusted expression: "It's ugly, Lancer, it's better not to make such an expression casually." ”

Lancer's originally smiling expression froze suddenly, even if he had been through a hundred battles, he was a little at a loss when he encountered such a situation, and he didn't know how to react better.

After all, from the beginning of his birth, although his appearance was not the top in his own time, he definitely had nothing to do with ugliness.

"Oh, Master, I don't think I'm too bad-looking, and didn't you praise those androids for their good looks some time ago, my face should be better than theirs?" Lancer scratched at her hair in frustration.

"It's different."

Medea, however, seemed to be stirred up by Lancer's words, and curled up on a huge chair in anger.

"Huh?"

"You're too strong! I hate people with muscles! ”

“！！！”

Medea's words struck Lancer like a bolt from the blue, and even his battle-hardened will seemed a little shaken: "Just ...... Just because of this? Master...... I've got to say, you're a little too headstrong. ”

"Humph! I was also a princess of a country when I was alive, so what if I was willful? Medea raised her head angrily and waved her hand impatiently at Lancer, "I'm getting more and more irritable looking at you, hurry up and go, don't bother me!" ”

"Okay, wayward princess, I'll leave at once." Faced with this different kind of dislike from his master, Lancer left the room in some embarrassment, and there was even a sense of running away in his back.

After Lancer left, Medea was still a little angry, so she took out a doll from her bosom with no specific image.

The needlework on the surface of the doll looks very rough, and she must have sewn it by hand after being summoned.

Medea clenched her fists and punched the doll as if venting, still muttering in her mouth.

"It's hateful, it's all your fault. What the hell is the history of this timeline doing, and why did I become a traitorous witch in 'Record'? It's too ugly to hear, how could I possibly do something like that. And that bastard of Iason, who actually planned to ask the god of love to make me fall in love with him?! Damn, I should have tried to teach him a lesson! ”

After thinking about it for a while, Medea's mood calmed down, and she glanced at the crumpled doll that she had beaten, but she pursed her mouth in distress, and carefully retracted it into her clothes.

By the time she looked up again, the weak expression on her face had disappeared, and she had reverted to the calm-looking magician look.

Ignoring the two of them, who were almost out of the surveillance range, they turned around and walked towards another laboratory.

On an altar in the center of the laboratory, a complex magic circle was depicted, which was constantly operating at the moment, as if it was condensing into something.

Medea came over to check it out a few times and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the extraction speed of the magic power is much faster than expected, and the sample will probably be drawn in reverse soon." ”

With a wave of her hand, the circles that were so dense and complex that people would feel dizzy at a glance appeared around the altar out of thin air, while Medea was concentrating and constantly adjusting the progress of the experiment with the help of these circles.

As the power of the central altar continued to increase, a hazy magic group gradually appeared above the altar.

Airplanes.

Finally, after the power reached a certain limit, a blinding light emanated from above the altar with a piercing humming.

However, Medea was prepared for this, and brought the sunglasses and earmuffs that were put aside early, and it was not affected much.

When the blinding light had cleared, the center of the altar left a tiny, inconspicuous-looking crystal, not much larger than the balls of a ballpoint pen.

"These little things of modern humans are still quite practical."

Medea took off her sunglasses and tossed them aside, carefully picking up the tweezers next to her and picking up the tiny crystal on the altar.

Medea's brow furrowed just by glancing at it, not because the magic crystal was too cloudy to use, but on the contrary......

"It's so clean...... Compared with the sample from the previous week, the purity has increased a lot, and if this continues, it is estimated that it will be completely purified in a few days. ”

Carefully sealing the magic crystal, Medea touched her smooth chin and fell into deep thought.

"It doesn't make sense, why did the level of contamination inside the Holy Grail drop so quickly, even if the 'filter' was used, it should have reached the limit long ago after absorbing so much pollution inside the Great Holy Grail. Or ......"

Thinking of that possibility, even Medea marveled at the courage of the magicians of this era: "No...... Did you actually use a god-level servant? ”

(End of chapter)