Hellish Affairs

"This is me..." He could feel his weakness and exhaustion.

still alive?Or is it dead?

The dazed Chigurh looked at the familiar ceiling, as if it was the second time he had been lying on this bed.

"you're awake?"

A voice sounded in the room, and Chigurh didn't feel strange, as if he had heard it somewhere before, he looked sideways.

The young man with blond hair and blue eyes was looking at him calmly: "Surgery...cough, you are very lucky, you survived."

"Are you, Saber?" Although he used interrogative sentences, for some reason, Chigurh was convinced that the other party was the Saber who had helped him.

"Oh? Did you guess it right away? That's right, I am Saber." Joyas didn't seem to expect the other party to react so quickly.

Sure enough it was him.

Ziggy heaved a sigh of relief when he didn't recognize the wrong person, and at the same time, his brown eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, Saber, for saving me again."

"You're welcome." Joyas smiled, and pointed to Circe next to him: "Since you've woken up, I'll leave this guy to you, and as the master, you have to communicate with the servants. "

"Master?" Zieg pointed at himself in surprise, and said with some doubts: "Me?"

Joyas nodded: "That's right, the Command Seal on the back of your left hand."

"But... I don't know what the Holy Grail War is going to do?" Zieg looked blankly at the three scarlet Command Seals on the back of his hand.

I don't understand why I suddenly have a servant like Saber, and become a participant in this Holy Grail War.

The helpless Joyas had to briefly explain to Zieg what the Holy Grail War is, and the relationship between the black and red sides.

It seems that this is not the first time I have explained it to someone?

After explaining clearly to Zigger, Joyas realized that this was the second time he had explained the situation to the master who had somehow joined the Holy Grail War.

Do I have an inherent skill called the guide of the novice master?

When Joyas fell into self-doubt, Chigurh spoke up.

"Black side, red side? Could it be that Saber and I... are enemies?" After hearing what Joyas said, Zieg immediately asked nervously.

Joyas looked at him with blue eyes, and asked with great interest, "If I say yes, what would you do?"

"...Surrender?" Zieg said hesitantly without even thinking about it.

"It's too soon to give up! Master!" Circe looked at Chigurh in shock, and said dissatisfiedly: "No matter how I say it, I am the Eagle Witch of the Age of Gods!"

"Because Saber must be very strong..." Chigurh shrank from being scolded, and said with an innocent face: "And I don't want to shoot Saber either."

Looking at Chigurh's performance, Joyas sighed: "You can't live long in the Holy Grail War like this? You must know that most magicians are guys who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, and a conscientious master is even more so." Very few."

This can be inferred from the number of times the great hero uses the Noble Phantasm.

Joyas got up from the chair: "Then I'll go first. There will be a big scuffle here the night after tomorrow. If you don't want to get involved in the battle, you can stay away from here and wait for the scuffle to end."

"Wait, Joyas, are you leaving?" Circe hurriedly looked at Joyas who was about to leave.

Joyas shrugged: "After all, I still have the master's contract. If I stay here, I will be exposed. Later, Archer and rider will come and say hello to me."

After speaking, he left the room under the gaze of the two of them.

……

After lunch, Gold Mujik found Joyas.

"Hey, Saber! Why didn't you come back and report to me yesterday!" The fat man angrily pushed the door open.

Facing Gold Mujik who became unscrupulous again, Joyas looked calm, his blue eyes slightly raised: "I just want not to disturb your sleep, if you want me to wake up after every battle can appear in front of you."

There was a little coldness in the words, which made Gold Mujik's expression stiff, and then with the attitude of a gentleman who would not stand under a dangerous wall, his tone slowed down: "Well, then there is no need, but tonight you want to Go out with me, I heard that the red saber has come to a nearby town, and..."

Hearing the other party's words, Joyas frowned slightly: "Assassin of the Black?"

Originally, even if Gold Mujik didn't let him go tonight, Joyas planned to go to the town to find Mordred.

Although I replaced Siegfried and my aunt replaced Shakespeare, I don't know if the red saber summoned other guys.

"That's right, the master let his servants kill casually, it really embarrasses the magician..." Gould Mujik, who heard that the black Assassin kept killing magicians in the town, couldn't help but feel his back. With chills and trembling lips, he looked at his servant with pleading eyes: "Saber, you should be able to protect me well, right?"

Are you relying on me now?

Joyas groaned silently in his heart, and Joyas shrugged his shoulders: "Of course, after all, it is the servant's negligence to be attacked by the master. Don't worry, give me your back. I will backstab... I am very good at protecting people."

"Did you just say backstab?" Gold Mujik's voice was almost trembling.

"How? Impossible, you must have heard it wrong!" Joyas shook his head resolutely in denial, and then changed the subject: "Will Archer and the others go besides us?"

"Hmph, how could I let them snatch this great opportunity to make meritorious deeds?" Gold Mujik raised his head triumphantly when he heard Joyas' question.

"Do you do meritorious service?" Joyas looked at the master who seemed very proud and asked, "Are you planning to stay in the Thousand World Tree family after the Holy Grail War is over?"

Gold Mujik's expression changed, and he said angrily: "How is it possible?! Idiot! My wish is to make our Mujik family a famous family of alchemists!"

Then you still take the lead every time, like a deminer with your own followers to send?

Joyas looked at Gold Mujik with the same eyes as he looked at Old Kat, and said in a steady tone: "Then you should know that the Holy Grail War is only for the last survivor to obtain the Holy Grail?"

"This..." Gold Mujik, who seemed to realize this now, choked for a moment.

With pity in his pale blue eyes, Joyas comforted him, "It's okay, I will take you to fight this Holy Grail War."

Chapter 226 Black Assassin

Although Joyas had said that he would help him win the Holy Grail War, Gold Mujik still had no idea to be honest.

After all, from Joyas' communication, he already knew that the servant in front of him was not a simple familiar.

They are the ancient heroic spirits, the souls of heroes who once had flesh and blood and had their own thoughts.

It is definitely not the kind of machine that is at your disposal.

Gold Mujik is not an idiot, after thinking all day yesterday.

He also figured out the situation in the master-slave contract between himself and Joyas. It is impossible to use command spells to make the other party obey his orders. On the contrary, the other party can take his life at will .

Of course, he could use the Light Command Spell to eradicate this risk while Joyas was not by his side, but this would be tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst and waving goodbye to the Holy Grail.

So the only decision that can be made now is to cooperate with Joyas.

But what Joyas said just now really surprised Gold Mujik.

He couldn't help asking: "Don't you really have other ideas? Just help me win the Holy Grail War?"

Already accustomed to the intrigues between magicians, Gold Mujik couldn't believe it.

"Any other ideas? Maybe when you betray me, I will unilaterally cut off the master-slave relationship and find another master." Joyas shrugged and replied flatly: "From the moment you accept the summon, I As soon as I obey your orders, your life will also be with my sword, that's all."

Desperate Gold Mujik looked at the holy sword user's blue pupils speechlessly for a while, and his words were so sonorous and powerful under the plain expression.

After recovering quickly, he asked in a panic: "Wait, you said that you can unilaterally cut off the master-slave relationship and find another master!?"

"Of course." Joyas showed a faint smile: "So don't drag me back? Master."

"Nonsense, nonsense! Who do you think I am!" Gould Mujik, who felt that he was underestimated, held his head high: "I will definitely not hold back! Just wait and see! Saber! I will show you What is a real master!"

Joyas smiled unabated: "Okay, I'll wait and see."

……

At dusk, the sky was rendered orange-red by the sunset glow.

Mordred, who was sitting on the bench, was eating the food he had just bought, eating very wildly without a trace of a girl.

The corner of the lion Jie Jieli's mouth twitched, and he sighed: "You really eat a lot, Saber."

"Huh?" Slapping the empty paper bag in his hand, Mordred said suspiciously: "It's very rare, isn't it? It's far from when I was in Britain."

"..." Lion Jie Jieli didn't know how to respond for a while, maybe it was a very stupid act to substitute the heroic spirit with the thinking of a normal person.

Mordred stood up from the bench and stretched his body: "By the way, what are we going to do tonight?"

"I heard that there is a black Assassin hunting magicians in this small town, go and get rid of that guy first." Lion Jie Li turned around and glanced at the gradually darkening sky, "And because that guy made everything go wrong. It’s done so aboveboard, there will be no idiots going out at night, no one will come out and get in the way.”

"Oh!" Mordred smiled, emerald eyes full of fighting intent: "Assassin of the Black? It just so happens that I'm tired of those weak puppets!"

As the sun gradually went down, night fell over the small town.

Although the alleys were brightly lit, no pedestrian walked through the alleys.

So much so that Mordred, who was wearing red and white armor, was walking on the street swaggeringly with Shi Jiejieli, but he didn't attract the slightest attention.

"Speaking of which, that Assassin is hunting magicians, why?" Mordred said to Shijie Jieli while guarding the surrounding environment.

"It should be for the purpose of gaining magic power. All dead magicians have their hearts gouged out without exception." Lion Jie Jieli, who was smoking a cigarette, also scanned the surrounding situation with his eyes under the sunglasses, and he was about to explain. At that time, I found that Saber beside me didn't seem to be interested in this.

For Mordred, it is enough to know that Assassin is hunting for magic power, and she is not very interested in other complicated things: "Oh, that's right."

"By the way, if the heroic spirit you want to meet is also summoned in this Holy Grail War, then you won't just leave the stage, right?" Lion Jie Jieli said half-jokingly in order to stir up the topic.

"Meet Joyas directly?" Mordred's eyes lit up, and then he extinguished this slim hope and shook his head: "How is it possible? How lucky would it be to do it? Why don't you just take it honestly?" The possibility of reaching the Holy Grail is even greater, and besides, I won’t just leave the stage, don’t worry.”

"Oh, I still want to rely on your help to win this Holy Grail War. After all, it is an omnipotent wish-granting machine." Lion Jie Jieli felt relieved after hearing this, although the question was only joking, But when I really met that holy sword user, I couldn't laugh anymore.

Suddenly he frowned: "Huh? There is a magic breath, it seems a little far away, are there other magicians here?"

After all, according to the news from the Clock Tower, he should be the only magician left in the town from the Lion Tribulation Realm.

Could it be someone from the Thousand Boundary Tree family?

"Hey, Master, hurry up and leave? What are you still doing?" Mordred, who couldn't wait to walk away, turned back and urged.

"Ah, I'm sorry, let's go now." Lion Jie Jieli also took a deep breath of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, and followed.

……

A black mist that blurred the vision enveloped the alley, and even the hazy yellow lights could not penetrate it.

The surrounding area, which was still brightly lit before, suddenly became darker, which made a shivering middle-aged fat man unable to bear to say to the people beside him: "Hey, Saber, you deliberately asked me to come to attract Assassin to show up. Bar?!"

"Oh, of course, after all, you have bait to catch big fish, Master." Joyas replied unabashedly, "But don't leave me next time. "

The magic power in his heart surged through his whole body in an instant, his muscular arms clenched the holy sword in his hand, and he turned around with lightning speed.

A white glow tore through the black mist like a shooting star in the night!