Walking through the door of the church, Emiya Shirou stopped and turned his head to look at the blonde girl in a cloak and hood at the door.

“…… Why didn't Saber come along? ”

"Who knows." Rin Tosaka waved her hand and kept walking in, "Since she said that she had come to this era, maybe she might have some friendship with the fake priest here~"

"Let's go, Emiya-san." Tong Shen smiled and patted Emiya Shirou's shoulder and explained, "If this is really the case, it will be of great benefit to you not to let them meet, although Uncle Bu doesn't care, but generally speaking, the identity of the Heroic Spirit can still be hidden, so it can be hidden well!" ”

“…… I know. ”

Emiya Shirou nodded, and stepped along.

"By the way, does Tosaka-san, know the priest here?"

"Of course, he was my father's student, and after his father's death, my first guardian and second master......"

"In other words, the priest here is a magician?"

"That's right, it's a real fake priest~"

As he spoke, two men and a woman had already entered the main hall.

In front of the baptistery of the church, a tall figure closed the Bible in his hand, turned calmly, and looked at the three teenagers and girls who walked in front of the door.

Lu Bu and Deng Yougang were waiting at the door, looking at the man with interest.

He has medium-long brown hair, wears a vestment made of Kevlar fiber, a long dark purple trench coat, a cross necklace on his chest, and a slight smile on his seemingly serious face.

"Rin, I told you to come again and again, but you ignored it, and now that you're in trouble, you think of me, and you brought me a few strange guests......"

Speaking of this, the brown-haired man's tone paused, and his gaze crossed the faces of Emiya Shirou and Tong Shen.

"So, which of you is the seventh person in this Holy Grail War?"

Tong Shen put his right hand on Emiya Shirou's shoulder and pushed him forward slightly.

The brown-haired man's eyes moved slightly, and then the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes looked at Tong Shen with a hint of pleasure.

"Then you are the eldest son of the Maki family, Shinji Makiri, right?"

"Call me Tong Shen." Tong Shen said lightly, "The name Jian Tong will no longer exist in the future." ”

The brown-haired man chuckled, and said with a hint of emotion and pleasure in his tone: "Flee at a young age, return when you are old, and destroy the famous magic family that has been inherited for hundreds of years alone...... What an amazing boy! ”

Hearing the brown-haired man's words, Emiya Shirou couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and couldn't help but cast his afterglow on the calm young man beside him.

At this moment, the brown-haired man suddenly set his eyes on Emiya Shirou.

"My name is Yan Feng Qili, what about you, the seventh master?"

“…… Emiya Shirou. ”

Emiya Shirou came back to his senses and subconsciously replied.

"Emiya...... Shirou. ”

Hearing the surname Wei Gong, the corners of Yan Fengqili's mouth couldn't help but curle.

"Let me make sure, you're Saber's Master, Emiya Shirou?"

"Indeed, I did have a contract with Saber." Emiya Shirou shook his head and said, "But I don't have the slightest interest in this Master and the Holy Grail War or anything like that, if the Master must be orthodox magicians like Tosaka-san and Tong-sang, you'd better choose another Master!" ”

"Choose another ......"

The corners of Yan Fengqili's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but look at Rin Tosaka in surprise.

Rin Tosaka clasped his hands to his chest and shrugged his shoulders: "I said it, this is a little white who is more serious than Shen." ”

"Huh!"

Yan Feng Qili chuckled, and there was a hint of pleasure in his tone: "I see, it does look serious...... Okay, I'll teach him, how do you say this is the first time you've asked me, Rin~"

“……”

Rin Tosaka frowned slightly, and her gaze moved to the stone pillar next to her a little unnaturally.

Yan Feng Qili chuckled and said: "Emiya Shirou, Master is not something you can transfer, the so-called Master is a trial given by the Holy Grail, since you get it, you can't give up this identity, and this pain can't be liberated until you really win the Holy Grail......"

Emiya Shirou frowned and said, "So I have to participate in this ridiculous war of seven people fighting?" ”

Yan Feng Qili shook his head: "Your understanding is too superficial, everything in the Holy Grail War is to select the existence that can be worthy of the Holy Grail, and the so-called seven-person fight is just a ritual to accomplish this purpose." ”

“…… The Holy Grail can't really be the legendary Holy Grail, right? ”

"That's right, the Holy Grail that came to Fuyuki City is genuine, just looking at the incredible existence of Servant can already prove it, and the Holy Grail that can do it to this point, the authenticity in the popular sense is meaningless, because even if it is not the original product of the legend, the power it has can be called the Holy Grail."

Yan Feng Qili said as he walked towards Wei Gong Shilang and Tong Shen.

On the surface, he seemed to be talking to Emiya Shirou, but in fact, his afterglow had been keeping an eye on Tong Shen.

"Whew-"

The whistling wind suddenly hit, Yan Feng Qili only felt a slight tingling in his cheeks, and a pitch-black Fang Tian painting halberd stopped in front of his eyes.

Yan Feng Qili stopped, his brows moved slightly, and he seemed to look at Tong Shen and the tall and mighty heroic spirit behind him with some confusion.

"One step further, so-and-so will kill you!"

Lu Bu looked down at Yan Feng Qili condescendingly, and said in an indifferent tone.

Yan Feng Qili raised his eyebrows, feeling the extreme sense of crisis from Lu Bu, and couldn't help but smile: "General Lu, did you misunderstand something?" ”

"X never mistakes hostility."

Lu Bu's faint words spread in the church, and everyone in the church was stunned.

Yan Feng Qili's eyes showed a hint of abruptness.

…… Is there something wrong with this link?

The intuition of a warrior, what a troublesome thing!

Generally speaking, when it comes to chatting about this, it is basically already dead, but Yan Feng Qili is Yan Feng Qili after all, an old tax evader, even if he is exposed to his face and thinks carefully, he still faces everyone's eyes as usual.

Tong Shen trusted Lu Bu's words very much, and immediately looked at Yan Feng Qili coldly.

The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, Yan Feng Qili chuckled, raised his hands and took a step back.

"Okay, okay, since General Lu thinks I'm a threat, then I'll stand here and talk......"

After speaking, Yan Feng Qili actually talked about the rules of the Holy Grail War as usual.

In the empty church, Yan Feng Qili's calm words echoed, and occasionally the voices of Tong Shen and Wei Gong Shilang sounded, the difference was that the former would mostly only ask some more in-depth questions, while the latter would try to argue with Yan Feng Qili with a naïve attitude.

Facing the two young masters in front of him with extremely different personalities, Yan Feng Qili was extremely happy in his heart.

Especially Emiya Shirou, the adopted son of this old friend, is actually such a naïve and righteous teenager.

Even though he had already said this, the boy was still trying to give up his identity as Master.

But it doesn't matter, Yan Feng Qili knows how to deal with such a person.

Meeting Emiya Shirou's gaze, a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of Yan Feng Qili's mouth, and he softly threw out the possibility that 'if the evil person gets the Holy Grail, he will fulfill the evil wish', and told them the truth about the fire in the new capital ten years ago.

After learning that the disaster ten years ago was actually the aftermath of the Holy Grail War, Emiya Shirou was suddenly shaken.

Although he has no desire for the Holy Grail, if the Holy Grail is taken by the evil and causes a disaster like the one ten years ago, it is something that Shirou Emiya, who was orphaned by the disaster ten years ago and adopted by his adoptive father, does not want to see.

"Rejoice, boy."

Yan Feng Qili stood in front of the church door, looking at the three people who were leaving, especially the back of Emiya Shirou, and the corners of his mouth curled.

"Even if you don't want to admit it, for the righteous partner, the evil that needs to be defeated is indispensable, and only when there is a clear evil can your wish be truly realized......"

“……”

Emiya Shirou frowned and turned to walk towards the street outside the church.

Rin Tosaka was a little ahead of him, and the figure of the red A jumped from the top of the church and landed lightly beside her.

Tong Shen and Lu Bu walked in the front, glanced at Rin Tosaka and Emiya Shirou behind them, and asked softly, "Uncle Bu, are you sure that Yanfeng Qili is hostile to me?" ”

Lu Bu bowed his head and said, "Of course." ”

Tong Shen frowned and said, "Then he should already be eyeing us." ”

Speaking of this, Tong Shen showed a hesitant look on his face.

But soon, Tong Shen's face turned firm, as if he had made some decision, and he lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Bu, don't ask me where I got the information from, in short, that fake priest is likely to be Lancer's master!" ”

"You defeated Lancer, and he took an interest in you, presumably trying to take out us early or take control of you from me."

"I see!" Lu Bu snorted coldly, "I'll go back here and take the first level!" ”

"Wait!" Tong Shen hurriedly stopped Lu Bu and said in a low voice, "Uncle Bu, this guy has a powerful helper by his side, he is a heroic spirit who came down with the rank of Archer in the last Holy Grail War, he stayed in this world for some reason, and did not leave due to the end of the Holy Grail War......"

"As Archer, that guy's attack range is very large, with what I know about you, Uncle Bu, you may be able to defeat him, but it should be difficult to defeat him while saving my life."

"So, it's better to think long-term!"

Hearing Tong Shen's euphemistic words with a hint of compliment, Lu Bu's face softened slightly.

"And this is the ......"

"Well, then let's spare him for the time being!"

"However, the black guy in front of you should be able to shoot at will, right?"

As he spoke, Lu Bu stared ahead, slowly raised his right hand, and the black and red air currents rushed out, converging into a pitch-black Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his palm.

(End of chapter)