This is My Holy Grail Battle

"Did you draw this?" Marco asked.

"Yes." Yinka nodded.

"Why did you learn to draw?" Marco didn't understand.

"Daddy always likes to collect some famous paintings, but I don't know how to draw." The girl paused and continued, "I have studied for a long time, and I can only draw this." Feel bad and ashamed.

"I like phoenixes too," Marko said.Reborn from the ashes, how he wished that he could be reborn in the fall.

"Did you see it?!" The girl wanted to stand up excitedly, but her fragile body suddenly softened when she wanted to support herself up.She panted proudly, sweat dripped from the corner of her forehead, she was obviously in pain but the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Why did you draw Phoenix?" Marco asked.

"I want to see the scenery outside, and I always fantasize about writing them down. But I have never learned how to draw, and I can't even hold the pen steadily."

The girl said that she was still talking, and Marco already understood why Yinka couldn't draw well.It's not talent, but because the body is too weak. "After drawing for so long, I can only draw a phoenix crookedly with my hands. I really hope that one day..."

"Like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes." A trace of tears flashed across Marco's eyes. He stood up and straightened his back. His fists were clenched and his clenched teeth had pierced through. A trace of blood oozed from the lips.

Like a phoenix, rise from the ashes!

At this point Marco faces a choice.He learned that the girl was fine, but very weak.But her guardian wants to get this magic engraving, as long as he completes the commission, he can get a large commission.

Money... I don't care about this stuff!

With a bang, Marco slammed the door open.

"What happened?" Angelo, the employer, saw Marco walking out of the room again, and asked impatiently, "When are you going to start?! I don't pay you to waste your time here ! If you don't do it, get out!" He was a little impatient, even showing a hint of killing intent.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to do it now." His eyes suddenly changed color, the originally black eyes suddenly turned blue, and Angelo, who was facing Marco, had no time to react at all...

Chapter 002 Assassin

'A serene air. 'Although Assassin's Noble Phantasm has not been activated and his physical body has not yet been condensed at this time, the super-strong perception ability makes Assassin in a spirit state, and he can still feel the flowing air.

'I don't know what will happen to that city in the end.Hey~ A war with no winners. '

The majestic light illuminates the hall.

Assassin awoke from his dark cycle.Surrounded by a holy light, only he was in total darkness.

In the pure white holy land, a cloud of thick black ink appeared.No matter how bright the light from the church was, it couldn't illuminate Assassin's dark face.Shadows covered Assassin's features and covered his body.

Looking around, Assassin has a panoramic view of the surrounding situation.He longs for power, longs for the Holy Grail.Today, new power surges within Assassin.

Assassin sensed the evil of this world in his body, which definitely wasn't something that would come from a normal summon.The Avenger class has been activated, and Einzbern, who is good at asserting himself, seems to want to gain more powerful combat power.They used the evil of this world extracted from the Holy Grail of Fuyuki City to give assassins a double class.

This is a grand ceremony.The sacrifices sacrificed by the summoners were huge, and the assassin could feel the residual magic power on the earth.The afterglow of the red magic circle did not dissipate, and the scarlet cloak on it made Assassin understand the reason for his arrival.He did not come into this world inexplicably, but was chosen.

"Servant, the Assassin is here upon summoning." He said so, but he had already paid attention to the cloak. Assassin understood that this was a relic of the King of Conquerors, and it was Weber's most important item, but Assassin only saw half of it.

"I ask you, are you my Master?!" Assassin's words carried a strong sense of oppression, and his powerful voice shook the entire church.Surrounded by echoes, the powerful momentum overwhelmed all the life around it, making it hard to breathe.

In fact, Assassin asked a superfluous question, because he already felt the pulse of the contract, and even had a panoramic view of the contract's 'death'.

Everyone around was silent, and even the artificial man without a soul dared not speak.

"Yes..." The strange magician bravely opened his lips, his voice trembling but he answered Assassin's words without hesitation.Facing the coercion of his followers, he is not afraid at all, which shows the quality of his heart.But Assassin didn't confirm it, instead he asked directly.

"Would you allow me to violate the rules of the Holy Grail War and summon a follower? By the way, I am also a magician. I think the Einzbern family has no problem with violating the rules."

Assassin spoke to the old man on the altar of the shrine, he knew that it was not a 'human', but a terminal controller.It is an intelligent AI created by a magician made of flesh, and it has always been a long-cherished wish to complete the Holy Grail.Ever since the magician's disciples found out that the third method could not be completed anyway, they gave up, but the AI ​​will always keep the program running and never give up.Therefore, the purpose of the Einzbern family has changed from the search for the Holy Grail to the competition for the Holy Grail.

Magicians will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, and the AI ​​is even crazier about it, and they won't even stop unless they crash.The Einzbern family doesn't care whether the rules of the Holy Grail War are followed, they only want to win.

"They will have no objection, as long as you can win." The coercion has not been extinguished, and it is his Master who answered.This answer was beyond Assassin's expectation. His master this time seemed to be more familiar with Einzbern than he had imagined.

"Servant, summon... Servant?" The old man in front of him coughed in a low voice, and did not go to talk to the Master, obviously acquiescing to this remark. Assassin could see the life force in the opponent's body like a candle in the wind.Although he still looks energetic on the outside, Assassin can tell that the other party is very weak.

"The Holy Grail War will summon seven magicians as masters to summon seven servants to compete for the Holy Grail. The command spell is the symbol of being selected." Assassin knew everything about the Holy Grail War like the back of his hand, and said without any haste: " And speaking of magicians, I'm a magician too."

"Can you guarantee combat effectiveness?" The old man was skeptical.

Assassin is a magus, but his class is not a caster.However, Assassin can guarantee a sufficient supply of magic power. After all, he is a magician from the age of gods and has magic power as high as A+ in this Holy Grail War.

"Of course." So he nodded, but his head was blurred under the thick fog.

"Very good. I will order people to collect the spare holy relics, and I will prepare a new ceremony at that time." The old patriarch decided to do his best to serve Assassin.

It's just that before that, he asked the assassin's master such a question.

"Cough, cough, cough." He coughed twice again, and his voice could gradually slow down, "In order to win the holy relic of the summoner, we have offended too many people, but All of this is worth it. We are determined to win this holy grail war that can be called a holy relic by the monarch El-Melloi." After he finished speaking, he gestured: "Can you tell me the attributes of the assassin?"

The old man Ahad did not ask the Assassin himself, but directly asked the Master.Obviously, the old man trusted the mercenaries hired from outside more than the servants.

"Except for luck, all attribute values ​​are A-level or above. Although it is not clear what his treasure is. But this power alone is enough to be called a top follower."

"Great, great! Haha" In an instant, the old man lost his composure. "I thought it was just an assassin, but I didn't expect to summon such an ace!" He danced like a lunatic, and assassin couldn't even believe that the other party was just an AI.

Assassin shook his head, thinking back to Hiss.That little guy has no soul, but his emotions are unexpectedly sincere.

"The summoner doesn't need to prepare too much," Assassin didn't care about the old man's madness, he said directly: "You don't need to look for the holy relic, I don't even need the magic circle, the words are enough." Although He said it frivolously, but his preparation for assassination was quite meticulous.He has no intention of ignoring the magic circle, he has the holy relic himself.What can the spirit of chanting be compared with divine words?

"Is it okay for me to borrow this venue?" Assassin gently swayed his ghostly body, and said the divine words.The black magic power began to condense from the air, and Assassin didn't even need a medium to carry the magic power, or even a pen.

Under the command of assassin's voice, these magical powers began to intertwine in the air.The magic circle for summoning heroic spirits began to take shape gradually, and during this process, Assassin even sat comfortably on the pew in the church.

He has not used the Noble Phantasm yet, and has not transformed into other servants.Sitting on a chair in such a state is indescribably strange, especially in a bright church where there is such a 'ghost' sitting.