"Long time no see." Char laughed.

Sounds like he knows this unknown god, Brunhill thought.

She looked at the unknown god in the doorway again, but she didn't see any kindness in his face, only wariness.

But I don't know if it's her own delusion, she seems to see something in the eyes of this god—fear?

After a moment, she smiled and shook her head, probably her own delusion.

The gods who can survive in the world at this time and not fall into a deep sleep are not ordinary gods, and how can they be afraid of a human being.

However, the older-looking butler who followed the young man was much more nervous, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes when he looked at Char.

"I wouldn't have come to you if I hadn't had to."

Seeing that Hypnos was so disrespectful, Adolf couldn't help but remind, "Master, we agreed before we came. ”

Now the dream realm is already in jeopardy, if his master provokes this existence again and is locked up for more than a hundred years, then he really can't hold on.

Who knows how he has maintained his dreams for more than a hundred years, and how he has survived in them.

Hypnos didn't say a word, but took the box from Adolf's hand and placed it on the table, he opened it.

The glow of the golden cup emanating from the chest attracted everyone's attention.

The workmanship of the cup is very exquisite, in addition to the pure gold, there are many Sinnoh lines on it, but the most eye-catching thing is the Sinnoh atmosphere exuded on it.

Brunhill felt an aura of divinity even greater than that of the unknown god.

There is no doubt that this is a treasure, and even in the god generation, it is definitely a famous artifact.

And Hypnos's words continued.

"In 33 C.E., on the fourteenth day of Nisan in the Jewish calendar, the Passover supper before the crucifixion of Jesus, after Jesus sent away Judas Iscariot, a wine glass was used in all 11 doors.

Jesus once took the cup and told his disciples to drink the red wine that symbolized his blood, thus establishing the Memorial Rite.

And this cup is also called the Holy Grail. ”

Hearing this, Catherine's eyes widened and she looked at the chalice in the box.

As a Catholic-to-Orthodox believer, she had naturally heard of the fame of the Holy Grail.

There are many legends that believe that if you can find this chalice and drink the water it contains, you will be rejuvenated, resurrected from the dead, and will have eternal life.

Char quickly looked away from the cup and looked at Hypnos with interest.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to know the location of the three treasures I dropped." Hypnos said straight to the point.

Char smiled, "So, you're paying me for this thing?" ”

"Even among the Olympian gods, this chalice is an absolute treasure." Hypnos said.

After a pause, He said, "I've been imprisoned for so long, the order of my dreams has basically collapsed, and I need to re-order. ”

He looked up at Char, "Since you only imprisoned me instead of killing me, you should also need me to manage the dream world, don't you?" ”

Brunhill looked at Char in some dismay.

If she didn't understand the meaning wrongly, the human in front of her had imprisoned this god?

But why is this god so calm?

Brunhill thought to himself.

In her opinion, Char's ability to imprison a god was obviously due to some kind of ancient, mysterious, and extremely demanding magic, and perhaps even some stratagem.

Of course, even under such harsh conditions, the white-haired young man in front of him can be said to be the first person in thousands of years.

Until then, Brunhill had only heard of a man named Sisyphus who had performed the miracle of imprisoning a god as a mortal

But whether it is a god or not, if he escapes from captivity, he will inevitably think of revenge if he has the ability, let alone a proud god.

In fact, Sisyphus is still imprisoned in Hades, repeating the action of pushing the stone up the cliff day after day.

So if the white-haired magician had really imprisoned the god, he was here to settle the score.

Instead of being like now, there is a low voice between words and gestures, and even such treasures are traded.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that the confession is made.

Although Brunhill had been living in the dragon's lair for all these years and was not familiar with the god system represented by the Queen of the Holy Grail, she could sense the preciousness of this thing from the divine aura on this treasure.

No matter what kind of ability this treasure has, just the divine aura it contains, in the eyes of the dragon clan, this is definitely a very tempting treasure.

Now, in exchange for such things, all they get is some news.

"I'm not the one who imprisoned you." Char laughed.

"You don't need to humiliate me like that, and I don't care." Hypnos raised his head slightly and said, "You and I both understand that there is no possibility of imprisoning me for just a human being. ”

This sounds like she cares a lot, and Catherine on one side complained in her heart.

For Hypnos, it was obviously more pleasant to be imprisoned by an existence like Char than to be captive by humans, after all, his brother had suffered the same thing.

Of course, Char didn't mean to continue the topic, but picked up the golden chalice in front of him, then took a glass of wine from the shelf on one side and poured some wine into the chalice.

The deep purple wine turned even more bright red when poured into the chalice, some of which looked like blood, but unlike ordinary blood, it was crystal clear and had a jewel-like luster.

The wine of Dionysian combined with the blessing of the Holy Grail gives off a fragrance that is intoxicating.

Char picked up the glass and took a sip of the wine, then looked at the chalice in his hand and nodded, while handing the glass to Catherine.

"Give it a try."

Catherine obviously didn't expect Char to hand her the glass, but she obediently took a sip of the wine inside.

The unique aroma of Dionysian wine permeates the mouth. Of course, the aroma pales in comparison to the feeling of the wine flowing from the throat to the stomach.

She felt a mysterious power circulate through her limbs and limbs with the wine after entering her stomach, and the blood all over her body had a very comfortable and cool feeling, as if all the blocked acupoints were penetrated by this power.

Soon, the blood flowed through her body and then to her brain, and she only felt her brain buzz and instantly penetrate. There is a feeling that the whole person is going to float.

"Drink it all." Char said.

Catherine raised her hand and grabbed the chalice and drank the wine from it.

At that moment, a powerful force began to reshape the magic circuits in her body as the blood flowed, allowing her to use more powerful magic with more powerful magic.

She felt that the container in her body that stored her magic had been expanded several times, and she had even opened another container of magic.

The second source of magic is the setting in Fairy Tail.

The first source of magic refers to the container that originally contained its own magic power, and in the tail of the fairy, in addition to the first source of magic, humans also have a sealed second source of magic, which can increase mana.

Obviously, as Char brought Fairy Tail's magical view to this world, something was also fused into it.

Char looked at Catherine silently.

She couldn't fully digest the powerful life force contained in the Holy Grail, and this excess life force manifested itself in her hair, causing her hair to grow rapidly and hang down her feet.

Her hair was as smooth as a piece of silk fluttering in the wind, and the biting cold air began to rise from the roots of her hair and sank to the ends of her hair, and the white mist swirled around her, which was very strange.

Even Brunhill showed a solemnity at the moment.

Because at this moment she felt a huge magic in this girl's body that she even valued.

After attaching the power of the dragon to herself with additional magic, the power of the dragon is transforming her body, making her magic grow rapidly.

And after drinking this chalice wine, her magic power has been qualitatively changed, of course, the increase in magic power is only one of the benefits that the holy grail has brought to her.

Whoever drinks the water of the Holy Grail drinks the blood of Jesus, and whoever drinks the blood of Jesus is the Holy One.

The Holy Grail is transforming Catherine's body into a state known as a "saint".

Her wisdom, her longevity, her potential, all produced a qualitative change.

Brunhill looked at the chalice in the girl's hand, though she had almost known that it must be a treasure.

But when she really saw the change in the girl, she was still a little incredulous.

In just an instant, she felt a qualitative leap in the girl's life level.

Such a treasure was given away like this?

But Char didn't speak, just looked at Hypnos.

"You're giving you a nice gift."

He thought for a moment and continued.

"I could give you the opportunity to ask three questions, but only three."

Hypnos thought for a moment, took a deep breath and asked, "I have a sandbag full of sand, where did it go?" ”

Char's eyes shimmered with a faint light, like a river of stars, and at that moment, they felt that the scenery around them changed rapidly, and some illusions appeared all around.

If Alicia had been here, she would have recognized that this was the street of the imperial capital of Britannia, and it had just rained at the moment, and the ancient masonry was soaked with moisture.

In the deserted street, a young man in a black robe was walking slowly, followed by an old man with gray hair, and the sandbag in his hand was thrown up and down by him and then played.

"In the imperial capital of Britannia, in the hands of a magician."

"Who is it?" Hypnos asked.

Char's eyelids narrowed slightly, "That's the second question." ”

Hypnos was silent for a moment and continued to ask, "I have a mask, where is it now?" ”

The surrounding picture changed again, and the three artifacts of Hypnos contained the power of divine power.

So Char has been watching where these things are going all along.

Using a spell found out of nowhere, Morgan Marbury, the human who accidentally captured Hypnos under the influence of fate, possessed three treasures for a while.

Later, with the treasure, he regained his strength, married a young woman, and gave birth to a young son.

But then all three treasures were stolen by the woman, and she sold the sandbags and ended up in Char's hands.

The mask and the gem were actually in her hands.

However, Char actually sought out her in another identity not long ago.

As the illusions unfolded around them once more, they saw a large magic circle painted on the wooden floor of a quaint room.

Hypnos recognized it as a sacrificial circle.

His mask was placed in the center of the array, and as the hooded mage chanted the incantation, the helmet slowly disappeared into the center of the circle.

And Char's words also came.

"Sacrificed to a Dragon"

(End of chapter)