Eight’s Crown

2020-12-30

  Chapter 958 Shiro Weimiya is dead (33)

In the Northwest of Fuyuki City, the distance is gentle The residential area is only a few kilometers away, with a dense primitive forest.

Here is deserted. Even the road does not extend into the forest. It is completely undeveloped and primordial. Almost no one will come to this place.

However, the reason why it has not been developed is actually because the huge Formation is set up near the forest, which covers most of the forest, which separates the inside and outside of the forest. This leads to rare occurrences. There is no one near here.

And within the Formed Domain, there is an obvious European-style castle, which looks very empty and tall, and it has been a young man.

From the perspective of the residents of Fuyuki City, the castle suddenly appeared in the forest in the past year.

Because of the sudden and weird appearance, it also makes people look far away. I dared not approach the forest even more, for fear of some ghosts and monsters coming out of it and taking my own life.

That castle is the Einzbern family, one of the Three Founding Families, who moved the castle in the deep mountains of Germany with great price and means to support their own imperial family. The main stronghold.

At this moment, in the forest.

The kelp-headed boy carried the comatose girl in a white dress on his back, gasping for breath and walked towards the depths of the forest.

These two people are naturally Makiri Shinji and Makura Sakura who disappeared from the palace house.

After half an hour, the two came to the depths of the forest.

"He he he, it's a blessing, old man's good grandson."

The bald and crutches, the rotten old man, laughed like a leak, and appeared in the castle. At the door, gloomy eyes watched the two who came.

No, it should be said that he was only watching Ma Tongying who was in a coma during the whole process.

For the so-called "good grandson" Ma Tong Shinji, he even owes a glance. In his eyes, this so-called grandson, who can't even turn on the magic circuit, is simply a large-scale non-recyclable garbage.

"Yes! It's so lucky!"

Matong Shinji's face was full of resentment, and even shouted impatiently.

"This is the first time I know that the guy in Wei Gong is actually the master! He actually has a follower! Obviously he doesn't even have me, so why? He have what skills and abilities! Get out I was always afraid of not knowing when I would be discovered when I was found! When I carried her in, the ghost knew how tired I was!"

All were released.

He is the eldest son of the Jian Tong family. He should have inherited the magic of the Jian Tong family. The scenery is boundless. But I don’t know when, he suddenly discovered that the real heir of the Jian Tong family is actually this adoptive. The younger sister Ying, he is just a waste that can't even turn on the magic circuit.

As the heir’s pride and vanity suddenly collapsed. Even Shiro Weimiya, who was treated with compassion by him in the past, did not know when he became the lord, making his self-esteem never appear. in this brief moment twisted.

"There is only one follower in that house. It scares you. It's really good-for-nothing!"

Jian Tong Dirty Yan lightly hummed and laughed at him. Immediately, Ma Tong Ying took it off his back, put it on the ground, and took the Ling Shu from the back of her hand.

Although Gorgon is dead, Ma Tongying's command curse still remains.

Einzbern provided the little holy grail, Marquiri—that is, Matsumoto provided the magic spell, and Tosaka provided the land. This is the responsibilities of the Three Founding Families in the ceremony of the Holy Grail War.

The name of the person who provided the magic spell by Maqili was called Maqili Sorgen, and the magic spell was something he invented.

The magician used the Insect Devil technique to make his body continuously repeat the process of collapse and rebirth, thus allowing himself to survive and become the actual authority of the Jian Tong family-Jian Tong dirty inkstone.

The spell spell was originally invented by him himself. He wanted to take it away. It couldn't be easier.

"Master... Master...?"

As if being stimulated by the rude gestures of the curse of being deprived of the curse by the dirty inkstone, the unconscious girl felt the pain, and she browsed Slightly wrinkle, opened some confused pupils.

"Here is...outside? Are we...saved?"

The girl's lips were chapped and her expression was haggard. She couldn't speak coherently, her body was extremely weak, and she looked delicate and charming.

"Oh, you're awake, Sakura."

Jian Tong dirty inkstone just noticed her waking up, and cast a friendly smile at her." Yes, we have been saved, and the monster has been killed by other followers."

"Really... Then I have to tell the senior..."

The purple-haired girl tried to stand up from the ground hard, but the lack of water for a long time left her body out of strength, causing her to fall to the ground again.

"I have disappeared for several days...senior must be very worried about me..."

"It's so pitiful, Sakura, have you forgotten?"

The friendly smile on Jian Tong's dirty inkstone suddenly became bad.

"Shirou Weimiya is dead-killed by Rider, a sword pierced the heart!"

His smile seemed to be filled with all kinds of malice, As if accumulated for countless years, just looking at it makes people feel scalp numb and shudder.

"Dead...?"

Ma Tong Ying's motion to get up suddenly stopped, and a confused look suddenly appeared on her face.

"By the way...senior is dead..."

Yes, it is dead.

Grandfather told her yesterday that her senior, Shiro Wimiya, was killed by Rider's servant on the first day that Summon became a servant.

What does it feel like?

It is as if the only sun in life that can give her warmth was shot down from in the sky.

His life is gone, he will never laugh again, never look at her directly, never call her name again, never go to make breakfast with her again, together Going to school...

The girl's eyes gradually lost their glamour.

As if the meaning of life has disappeared, there is no need to live anymore.

No more grief than death.

Hopelessly this only.

The dark Spiritual Qi was released from the purple-haired girl, vaguely forming the shape of an imaginary black shadow all over her body, and a large number of dark curses rolled in her body.

"He he he ......"

Seeing this, the smile on Jian Tong's dirty inkstone became more and more vigorous, and joy filled his heart.

Almost.

Almost!

As long as she is completely desperate, he will definitely be able to get a body that is not old fart, and will always survive in this world!

"haha! hahaha......! The wish of the old man is finally coming true!"

The roar of laughter, rotten to the point of breathlessness, gradually spread throughout This castle.

In the forest not far away.

When Jiantongzangyan felt happy from the heart, he did not notice that in the forest, there was a figure of a silver-haired man in a red and white magic robe standing there. With.

His figure is a bit illusory, obviously not the main body.

He just stood there silently, looking at Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone and Jian Tong Ying, without saying a word.

The other side.

One hour has passed.

After several people in the house of Wei Gong made preparations, they set off from the house without hesitation and rushed towards the forest.

(End of this chapter)