Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

When Mordred's helmet took the initiative to put down, the opponent's ability parameters appeared in Roland's vision.

The muscle strength of B+ level, the durability of A level, the agility and magic power of B level are completely different from the Berserker who needs to rely on madness to improve the parameters. It is indeed a replica of King Arthur. This quality is almost impeccable.

Inherent skills and Noble Phantasms, the real name is still tightly hidden, it seems to be the characteristics of Noble Phantasms.

but……

Roland's eyes focused on Berserker's unique job agency skills, went crazy, looked at the poor e, and laughed out unconsciously.

"It's more appropriate to describe it as saber rather than berserker."

The madness of E-rank is better than nothing. He will not bring any improvement to the holder's abilities, but it will not affect the holder's character, which is why Mordred is the same as no one else.

But madness is madness after all, and it will still magnify Mordred's obsession. When she falls into madness and goes berserk, I am afraid it will bring unexpected surprises to the enemy.

"Of course! I should have been summoned with the rank of saber. This gesture is just because I don't know which unknown person has forcibly occupied the position of saber. When I meet him, I will use it. The difference in strength made him understand who is the best heroic spirit!"

Hearing Roland's words, Mordred responded fiercely to Roland's words with a tone so strong that he could be regarded as conceited, then squinted at the Command Spell in Roland's hand, pulled out the big sword inserted in front of him, and pointed at the Roland.

"By the way, who are you? An enemy? Just get rid of it now."

"No! Berserker," Matou Kariya also recovered from the shock, and took the initiative to block the direction that Mordred's sword pointed.

"He is an important ally and a trustworthy person."

"Really? But my intuition only feels a chill," Mordred frowned, without any intention of concealing his thoughts, "the aura on his body is half like that of his mother, and the other half like that of Merlin. Man, I really can't trust him."

"Should I be honored to be given such an evaluation?"

The smiling expression on Roland's face didn't change, instead he made a joke with interest.

This kind of performance made Mordred hold the blade in his hand tighter, and he also had a sense of danger on his body, and he was ready to fight if he disagreed.

"Wait a minute! Berserker, calm down, I didn't intend to act with him, we will be a separate group."

"That's good."

With the assurance from the Master, the tension between Mordred and Roland also disappeared.

Matou Kariya, who breathed a sigh of relief, also resumed the self-introduction that was interrupted before. Since the idea of ​​using the Heroic Spirit as a tool has been shattered, Matou Kariya can only try to get along with this rebellious knight.

"I'm Matou Kariya, your Master, please give me more advice."

"Oh, Master," Mordred nodded and glanced at the surrounding environment, "To summon me in such a dark place, are you a necromancer?"

"No, it's just a simple bug messenger. I spent my boyhood with bugs, but I'm a raccoon dog, so I don't need to divide it so finely."

"Before leaving here, let me confirm it again."

"You are Mordred, right?"

Matou Kariya knew that in the mysteries of magic, anything could happen, but the fact that the legendary son of King Arthur was actually a woman was beyond his expectations.

"Huh? Of course, I am the only and legitimate heir of King Arthur!"

Mordred looked at Matou Kariya in surprise, and his expression became unpleasant.

"Are you looking down on me?"

"Of course not." Even though he was a Servant with constraints, Matou Kariya felt the pressure from his seriousness. While thinking about the next way to get along, he simply said the truth.

"It doesn't matter whether you are a man or a woman, as long as you are the legendary Mordred, that's enough. External factors don't matter at all, as long as you have internal abilities."

Matou Kariya thinks so, and does the same, and transforming her body into a worm's nest without any scruples is the best proof.

As soon as he finished speaking, Matou Kariya regretted it, perhaps because he had only been with Roland this year, he had forgotten his daily social skills, and subconsciously used a straight-forward approach.

"I didn't lie..." Mordred was not annoyed by such words, but his expression softened a lot, and even smiled, "I am relieved to know that Master is such a pure person. , then, I will admit you too, I'll tell you more about it after I leave here, I don't want to see this guy again, so I turned into a spirit body."

After speaking, Mordred turned into an invisible red spirit child and disappeared beside Matou Kariya.

Matou Kariya glanced at Roland, greeted him, and sighed helplessly, and walked outside Matou's house. He had already taken over many safe houses in Fuyuki City, and he was not worried about having no stronghold.

Next, as long as he walks out of this gate, he will officially become a magician who has put his life on the line. He has endured revenge for more than half a year, and it is finally about to begin.

But thinking of Mordred next to him, Matou Kariya sighed uncontrollably. The first impression this hero gave him was that of a stubborn bear boy, but it should be his only. Delusion?

The dark clouds, and some dazzling lightning strikes from time to time, in the light rain, Matou Kariya wrapped tightly around his body, and he was still wearing chains, some punk robes. , on the way to the stronghold.

On the second floor of Matou's house, Roland watched his leaving back in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and made a comment.

"It's unexpectedly suitable... Does the Holy Grail's choice of affinity seem very reliable?"

"I think it's just a sympathy between tools and tools," Kibu Tsuji said coldly, "They are all manipulated by human beings. After recognizing their fate, they become human again, and they can understand each other. Not surprising."

"Instead of thinking about this, why not worry about the lineup of this Holy Grail War?"

"The son of the sun god, the complete king of knights, the king of conquest, as well as the unknown archers and rebellious knights, compared to the original book, this war is completely messed up."

Kiwu Tsuji couldn't understand why Roland allowed some changes to appear, which would wipe out all his advantages.

"I hope you can describe this war in a better way. The competition of big heroes to play, can this be called a wonderful drama that makes people intoxicated?"

Roland shook the wine glass in his hand, and the color of his eyes turned into a clear dark red like red wine in a glass.

"Besides, I've been invincible since the beginning."

Electric light flashed across the rain curtain, and the deafening thunder was long overdue, illuminating the whole picture inside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The dark night bat group tightened its wings and hung quietly upside down on the ceiling. The huge troll soldiers guarded the door, like an indestructible city wall. The crouching ninja group quietly waited for the master's instructions. Behind Roland, two Far taller than ordinary people, the warrior wearing armor and wearing a long sword on his waist knelt on one knee, his head lowered, as if his ministers were bowing to their king.