Madness for the Wonderful World

"I won't take you there!!!"

Then, a heavy fist came down.

Chapter 2 The Lost Hassan Sabah

Just like the history of the Matou family after it took root in Fuyuki City, a large number of books about magic stored in the library of the Matou family have also been stored in this library for hundreds of years, and have been continuously collected for hundreds of years. Various magic books.

However, now that Matou's magical bloodline has been cut off, this library has become nothing more than a storehouse of meaningless and useless knowledge.

Even if later generations wanted to use this library, they finally realized that they did not have any talent for magic, so they seldom entered the library again. For the library of the Matou family, it was just a return to the library. That's all.

Covered by dust, quietly waiting to save the magic and forget to update, and then the day of failure began to step into the weathering of time, and continued to decay until the recorded knowledge disappeared, or was completely destroyed by people before it disappeared.

Now, the door of the library, which had not been opened for a long time, was pushed open, and the flow of air made the dust on the surface of the library begin to be blown gently.

"It's here..." Matou Shener was a little slurred, covering his red and swollen face, his eyes were all evasive, and he didn't dare to look at Yu Shengming who was standing beside him.

Contrary to Matou Shinji, Yu Shengming showed a sunny expression, and looked at the large number of books in the library.

That expression made Matou Shinji extremely disgusted. He used to have the same expression, but he had no magic talent at all, and this person was obviously just an ordinary outsider, but his awakened magic talent and ability were all valued by his grandfather.

Then Yu Shengming turned his head and patted Matou Shinji on the shoulder in satisfaction.

"Well, wouldn't it be okay if you said that earlier? Then you should say that you fell because of the injury you received. Then, it's nothing to do with you. It's not good to play games too late." The kind expression and the following words were understated Some people treat the previous violent acts as if nothing happened.

Moreover, even caring was extremely hypocritical, but Matou Shinji dared not respond.

"Let's get along well in the future." After saying this, Yu Shengming began to step into the library of Jian Tong's house.

Matou Shinji, who was left outside the library, watched Yu Shengming step into the library that only people from the Matou family could enter, and closed the door. It felt as if his [Holy Land] was being used by others at will. And I can only stand here and watch others use my [Holy Land] helplessly.

"Damn... ah!! Stop looking down on people! Who will get along well with you, a guy with a brain problem!!!" The moment the door was closed, Matou Shinji, who used to use this library, understood that the sound insulation of the library It works great.

So Matou Shinji didn't have to suppress his emotions at all and began to yell, frantically scratching and tearing his naturally curly hair like kelp.

There was a sharp stabbing pain at the connection between the scalp and the hair roots, and the nails scratched across the scalp as if trying to dig out something, but this was not enough, Shinji Matou wanted something easier to destroy to vent.

But Sakura's thing can't be used anymore, so he can only kick the surrounding walls hard.

The vibration from the wall could even reach the side of the library.

"Really, I heard it all." I was looking at the rows of books on the bookshelf, looking for the magic book, and then, the sound of kicking the wall came like this, probably because Matou Shinji was out of breath.

If it doesn't stop, he can only come out of the library and beat Matou Shinji to make him quiet. As soon as this thought came up, the sound of kicking the wall stopped, and the library became a silent environment again.

It seems that Matou Shinji should have left, so Yu Shengming wholeheartedly checked the rows of books on the bookshelf.

There are all kinds of books on magic or alchemy and other related books, but most of them are written in English. If Yu Shengming is not a good student, most poor students may not be able to recognize them.

So Yu Shengming identified them one by one and interpreted the meaning in English.

Because it is not a language I am familiar with every day, it is a bit slow to recognize it.

"Hmm... "Rediscovery of the Five Elements", "Rediscovery of the Three Elements", "Determination and Representation of the Origin", "The Relationship between the Magic Base and the Land", "The Dark Demon Swordsman Kalia"?" While identifying, Yu Shengming read the title of the book and deepened his impression.

Then, I saw Japanese characters printed on the spine of a book. Unlike other parchment books that were old enough, this book seemed to be a parchment book that was only produced in recent years.

And the title of the book is like a middle school novel written by someone, Yu Shengming stretched out his hand to take it out from the bookshelf due to his unconcealable curiosity, opened it and read it for a while, and it was indeed a middle school novel...

"Why is there such a thing in the Matou family's library..." While complaining that this kind of book is completely different from the most fundamental impression of the Matou family, he also put the middle school novels back on the bookshelf, remembering At the same time as books related to magic, I began to search for other books.

Probably because of the space of a person, so he seemed very relaxed at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that pale skull, as if something like a ghost quietly appeared on Yu Shengming's side .

"!!!"

In an instant, the eyes that were usually squinted opened, and the magic eye instinct that he possessed began to operate with all his strength. The most brilliant magic eye in the pupil, like a magic eye, aimed at the sudden appearance of the enemy and released its ability. .

But the strange man covered in a black robe and wearing a pale white skull mask was facing the bookshelf at this moment, and said respectfully to the small ladder used to step on and access high-level books.

"Your Majesty the Magician, please don't panic, I have no malicious intentions." As a result, all I did was to deviate from the dialogue [target] of a certain existence in the black robe, and I didn't even launch an attack on myself.

Looking at that certain existence who didn't even realize that he thought he was talking to [Target], it seemed very ridiculous.

"Who are you?" Although there was no hostility at first sight, Yu Shengming subconsciously stepped back when facing the enemy, and the magic eye of deviation was also fully operating.

At the same time, he was going to use the command spell to call the Gorgon over. Before that, he used the magic eye to delay time.

"Ah, sorry, why am I talking to the ladder, name... what is my name..." The pale skull face kept its body still, and the face began to rotate at an impossible angle of 180 degrees to the human body , as if wondering why the dialogue target became a ladder.

Then, the door of the library opened, and there was a sound of the crutch touching the ground, and then the short and thin old man appeared in front of Yu Shengming from the forest of bookshelves leaning on the crutch.

"Let the old man explain this, Yu Sheng." Under the yellow light, the old magician spoke, and introduced to Yu Shengming the strange man in black who couldn't even remember his name.

"That old man is the real Assassin born from the body of the false Assassin who broke the rules in Liudong Temple. He is one of the leaders of the assassination sect who inherited the name of "Hassan Sabah" in the past." Assassin is the only one who does not use a medium , and only the assassin with the name of [Hassan Sabah] can be summoned.

Naturally, the identity of the 18 chiefs had already been investigated, but something went wrong with the summoning ceremony.

It was supposed to devour and eat up the corpse of the fake Assassin, and use its spirit foundation to complement itself, but the remaining spirit foundation was taken away by the black mud. As a result, the summoning ceremony itself became incomplete.

Assassin forgot his name and the goal he pursued. The only thing he still remembered was his instinctive assassination technique and the Noble Phantasm in his right hand.

This is enough, and the fighting power is still preserved. This is the only luck.

"Hassan Sabah...why did I forget my name..." The familiarity brought by the name made Hassan almost sure that it was his name, but what did he want from the Holy Grail.

Hassan forgot.

Although Hassan suddenly appeared in front of Yu Shengming without any warning, it directly made Yu Shengming instinctively open his eyes and use his magic eyes with all his strength.