"Ah, the hands and feet of the dirty inkstone are really fast."

During the lunch break, Roland used the fax in the store to receive a message from the Kirichi inkstone.

"It's going to take a few days about the magic channel, but will it be okay right away? Will the relics be provided as best as I can according to the job I choose? ”

It's really disgusting when it's an enemy, but it's still very reliable when it comes to helping.

However, compared to these things, Roland still looked through the information he was most concerned about.

In the case where it is almost certain that the spirit must have caused a great deviation, it is important to confirm how much advantage you have left in your understanding of the plot.

"Hasn't the Royal Three Family changed much? But it's still a lot of trouble to find out about the relics......"

The difference in the personality and ability of the Heroic Spirits will affect the whole battle is already evident in many of the works of the Moon, so there is no need to repeat it.

But there are still some familiar characters who are still reassuring, these groups are all dominated by the master to control the Heroic Spirits, and knowing their plans and styles is still very beneficial for the next battle.

"Is that the one that's in trouble?"

Roland's fingers lightly tapped Kenneth's haughty face on the intelligence, and sighed.

"Director Ken, Director Ken, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to go to hell."

Although people who don't know the whole picture may be very jealous of Kenneth, after all, the other party's financial resources and abilities on paper are terrifying.

But Roland, who has watched many Holy Grail wars, knows that for the Master, his ability is not important at all, anyway, he is a demon tool man, and in the absence of encountering some anti-bone heroes, the key to the real decision is the quality of the Master.

The tolerance of the heroic spirit, the change of the situation, and the persistence of victory and defeat are the key elements that determine whether they can get out of the whole body.

And Kenneth, although he is not without the consciousness of risking his life to participate in the war, but the arrogant attitude cultivated in the clock tower since he was a child is his biggest problem, and in the case that the heroic spirit can't pull him, Roland is the most optimistic about this guy.

On the contrary, Darnick is very good at this, and even if he is a first-time player, Roland does not think he will leave easily.

"But what will their Heroic Spirits look like?"

Danik chose Vlad III in the original book, but that was to occupy a local advantage, which allowed the Grand Duke to maximize the power of the Noble Phantasm and the home field, and was an excellent choice for positional warfare, without the support of the spiritual vein, Vlad III was also a second-rate heroic spirit, Roland didn't think that people like Danik who had fought a Holy Grail War would be confused by this.

In this way, Finn who he used in the last Holy Grail War is a better choice, but he is not sure that from the perspective of intelligence, he gradually lived in simplicity in the later stage, and he did not come out of the mountain until the fourth battle He has most likely been affected by the Covenant Spirit, and blindly being affected by the image in the plot will only make himself suffer.

"Kenneth is a good guess, if his relics aren't stolen,"

Roland raised his head and put the information on his face, as if he had thought of something funny, and a mocking smile hung on his face.

"Speaking of which, when Darnick and Kenneth are already on the same page, does Webber still dare to steal the holy relics because of the moment?"

———

"Damn, no one understands my talent at all!"

Webb Velvet walked quickly down the road, his face disgruntled.

Just now, the thesis he had worked hard to complete for three years was severely criticized in public by Kenneth, who was the lecturer, which made Webb rush out of the oppressive classroom before he finished his class.

Although the class has not yet ended, I am afraid that I don't have to wait until tomorrow, and the name Webb Velvett will become the latest joke in the clock tower.

For Webb, it was the greatest insult he had ever experienced in his nineteen years of life.

Throwing his self-esteem on the ground and smashing it hard, for Webb, who was mostly self-taught and had a poor pedigree, he was quite proud of his talent to be able to pass the exam and be admitted to the clock tower of London's highest university.

Compared with those classmates around him who are at least five or six generations of blood, he is indeed proud of himself for completing this so early.

But that's all, in this clock tower, the best magicians are gathered here, and it doesn't matter if you are good at learning, everyone is chasing more esoteric techniques, better magicians.

That is, after those famous families, the excellent bloodlines that have been carefully passed down for many generations, powerful and complete engravings, people are chasing these guys.

In Weber's opinion, this is simply unreasonable, but the sycophant is nothing more than a tooth picker who stands on the shoulders of his predecessors, and no one cares about him at all.

To this end, Weber conceived for three years, wrote a paper that attacked the corruption of the Magic Society's system, but before it was made public, it was suppressed by Kenneth.

'A person with paranoia like you is not suitable for the study of the Devil's Path. ’

As soon as he thought of the other party's condescending words, Weber became angry.

"What, he must be afraid of me! Fear my terrifying talents! ”

Webb grumbled unwillingly, and then met a turning point around the corner.

After bumping into the delivery person in the financial management department, he gets the goods sent to Kenneth.

"Well, please."

"Okay."

Looking at the back of the delivery man leaving, Webb looked at the small box in his hand suspiciously.

"Cargo from Macedonia? Speaking of which, that lemon head really seems to have a dispute with the patriarch of the Thousand Worlds Tree, and he wants to participate in the magic competition in the Far East. ”

- Holy Grail War.

Unlike other students who just eat melons, Weber, who has always been studious, immediately went to check the relevant information after learning the news and knew the format of this competition.

He was full of affection for this form of competition, which did not look at his background, but because of the undecided studies, the lack of money, and the lack of such inconsequential trivialities as the holy relics for the time being, hindered his steps.

"In other words, this is Kenneth's holy relic?"

Looking at the small box in his hand, Webber suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, although the end would definitely be miserable, but it would definitely make that lemon head receive an unforgettable lesson.

At this time, a cold voice suddenly interrupted his thinking.

"Is that a package for Kenneth?"

A young and handsome man with long blue hair and a rich gown, more like a nobleman than a magician, stood at the exit of the road at some point.

"Danic ......"

Webber froze in place as if he hadn't reacted, and said the name of the man with chattering teeth, as the other protagonist in the Clock Tower's nearest melon, this man's information is better than Kenneth's.

Then, to Webber's surprise, Darnick walked over slowly, stared at the package in Webber's hand with vicissitudes of life and gloomy eyes, and then stretched out his hand.

"Classmate, can you show me?"