Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

"The Tohsaka family found the molting fossil of the world's first molting snake, and they are going to summon the oldest hero king—Gilgamesh. That guy's King's Treasure contains the prototypes of all the treasures in the world. Even I dare not say that I have absolute certainty that I can defeat him.

"Einzbern found a magician killer, a mercenary who has no bottom line, if you are not prepared, you may die at the hands of this guy.

"The bad old man of the Matou family, Matou Zouken, his real identity is the Nordic magician Maqili Zorgen five hundred years ago. This guy's mastery of butterfly magic is even deeper than that of the monarch of the clock tower. He is a A being who can wrestle with ordinary Heroic Spirits."

Glancing at Kenneth's gradually frozen face, Yanain snorted coldly:

"Now, do you still think it's easy to win this Holy Grail War?"

Chapter 211 Chapter 4 I know a thing or two about magic

The oldest hero-king, Gilgamesh...

Magician Killer...

The Nordic magician from [-] years ago, Maqili Zorgen...

All kinds of complicated thoughts were entangled in Kenneth's mind like a mess. After a long time, he took a deep breath, looked at Yanain, and showed some seriousness on his mean face:

"You have clairvoyance?"

"Probably." I couldn't say that I had read the script.

Kenneth frowned, resting his chin on his hands, pacing up and down on the spot.

Originally, he thought that this so-called Holy Grail War was just a farce created by a group of third-rate magicians in pursuit of the illusory omnipotent cauldron. Although it was not contemptuous, it did not take it too seriously. It was almost equivalent to designing a thesis Degree.

But now after being reminded by Yanain, he realizes that this war may be far more dangerous than he imagined.

"I have heard about the deeds of the hero king Gilgamesh. If the Tohsaka family really summoned this king, he would indeed be a very difficult enemy. I have also heard about the name of Maqili Zorgen. It’s just that I didn’t expect that this guy is still alive, it must be due to the butterfly magic. It’s just that you said I would die at the hands of that magician killer, so what’s going on?”

Kenneth's face looked a little gloomy. As a genius recognized by the Clock Tower, the promising Lord El-Mello died at the hands of wild dogs of war. He couldn't accept it at all.

In other words, it was Yanain who said this. If it were someone else, he would have already yelled at him.

Although aware of Kenneth's emotional changes, Yanain's tone remained flat: "The magician killer's name is Emiya Kiritsugu, the fifth generation heir of the Emiya family, and his father is Emiya Tokiken."

"Wait, I seem to have an impression of this name." Kenneth touched his chin thoughtfully, "I remember this guy's magic is a bit interesting, [accelerating the flow of time in an inherent barrier that is not interfered by the world] or stagnation], even in the clock tower, this kind of time-based magic is rare. But it’s just the son of a designated seal magician, so it doesn’t pose much threat to me.”

Although designated seals are indeed rare, in Kenneth's view, that's the case. A truly powerful magician doesn't care about designated seals at all.

"The real difficulty for Emiya Kiritsugu is not because of his high level of magic, but because he is not a magician in the traditional sense at all, so don't expect that guy to really use magic to fight you. Fighting upright, poison gas attack, sniper assassination, RPG sticking to the face, bombing the ground, this is his favorite method."

"Hmph, another heresy that deviates from the orthodoxy..." Although he said so, Kenneth's expression became a little more cautious. trouble.

Magicians have a common shortcoming. When they face a battle, they only pay attention to all kinds of magic and barriers, and despise purely physical attacks that do not rely on magic. They only regard it as a secondary threat, but since Emiya Kiritsugu Being able to rely on this method to obtain the title of Magician Killer shows that he has considerable experience in this regard.

However, based on this alone, Kenneth still didn't think it was possible for the other party to kill him again. After all, as long as he took precautions in advance, such a trick would not be able to pose a threat to him, the genius of the clock tower.

"The origin of Emiya Kiritsugu's magic is exactly his name, Kiritsugu, that is, cutting and combining. This kind of combination does not refer to restoration, but a disordered recombination, an irreversible metamorphosis." Yanain glanced at Kenneth, "You should know what this means."

At this moment, Kenneth's expression finally changed completely.

"The Holy Grail War is not only a war between servants, but also a confrontation between masters. Emiya Kiritsugu is a person with a strong purpose. His purpose is to achieve the greatest results with the least cost. When the time comes , you will definitely become his primary target."

"It's just a snarling, barking loser, that kind of guy, that kind of guy..." Kenneth clenched his fists tightly, his expression very ugly.

He was unwilling to admit it no matter what, when he heard Yanan say that he would become Emiya Kiritsugu's primary target, a tinge of...fear actually appeared in his heart.

"It seems that you have finally realized the seriousness of the matter." Yanain chuckled lightly. The reason why he was so exhausted was to let Kenneth restrain his arrogance and arrogance. After all, he is just a follower now. If something happens to the master, it will be a big trouble for him.

Unfortunately, in this Holy Grail War, there was a guy who was watching the master kill.

"Cut, it's just a little method against the magic circuit. Just give me a month, no, a week, and I will naturally find a way to crack it." Kenneth said proudly. Of course he was not trying to quibble. If not, he would be a genius at the Clock Tower.

"I naturally believe in your ability, but sometimes, we have to consider some objective factors." Yanain glanced at the command spell on Kenneth's right hand, "For example, time."

Kenneth was slightly taken aback, looking at the Command Seal on the back of his hand, his expression became ugly again.

The Holy Grail War has officially started, and within three days, they must rush to Fuyuki City, where it will be held, or they will be directly disqualified.

The rhythm of the Holy Grail War was already tight, and unexpected changes may occur at any time. In addition, without the assistance of various equipment from the clock tower, it was impossible for him to complete the means of checking and balancing Emiya Kiritsugu before the end of the war.

"The easiest way." Yanain snapped his fingers, "Since the opponent is an unconventional magician, we can naturally use unconventional methods to deal with him. With the ability of the clock tower, we can get a good quality magician." Body armor should be fine."

"I refuse!" Kenneth said without hesitation, "As a magician, one should have the pride of a magician. Lowering one's standards because of the despicableness of the enemy is no different from a deserter on the battlefield! This kind of coward Ordinary behavior is absolutely not allowed to appear in the life of Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald!"

Yanain glanced at Kenneth with interest. His pursuit of magic is so persistent, it's no wonder that this guy is known as a magician who has the opportunity to step into the roots.

"In this case, let's change to one or two defensive treasures, so that you won't tarnish your pride as a magician."

"Cough, cough..." Kenneth choked on his own saliva several times, and pointed at Yanain angrily, "Do you really think that treasures are Chinese cabbage on the street, and you can have them if you want them? It's also a treasure for defense, I don't know that this kind of thing hasn't appeared in hundreds of years!"

Among all the treasures, defense and healing treasures are the rarest and most precious. Even the lowest-level defense treasure is enough to change to the title of a monarch in the clock tower.

"No way, you are also the head of the Archipelod family, the monarch of El-Melloi, and you can't even find a treasure?" Yanaen looked at Kenneth with strange eyes.

Kenneth clenched his fist tightly, resisting the urge to punch Yanaen in the face.

Damn it, did he summon a follower or an ancestor!

"Hey, it's really troublesome to have a Master like you." Yanaen sighed, and stretched out his hand, "Show me your Moon Spirit Essence."

Knowing that Yanain has clairvoyance, Kenneth was not surprised that the other party knew about the Moon Spirit Essence, and directly took out a small test tube containing a silver-white liquid that seemed to have solidified from his arms, and handed it to Yanain.

Yanain unplugged the test tube, tilted it slightly downward, and viscous mercury flowed out of it, dripped onto the ground, and gathered into a ball.

He carefully observed the supreme dress of the El-Melloi school, and complex dark green runes appeared in his eyes.

"Moon Spiritual Essence is a magical dress that combines defense, offense, and enemy detection. It is second to none in terms of mobility and destructive power. It is not inferior to the collections of the Twelve Families. .Looking at the whole world, only a talented magician like me can make such an excellent dress." Kenneth said proudly.

On weekdays, he would definitely not make such an act of showing off like a nouveau riche. After all, this kind of superficial deliberation is too low-level in his opinion, and it is not in line with the elegance that a nobleman should have. The sense of oppression given to him was too strong, and he could only rely on this method to increase his confidence.

"Well, it is indeed a pretty good magic dress." Before the corners of Kenneth's mouth curled up, Yanain suddenly said, "If Merlin and Morgan are here, they should also give [the general magician's According to the standard, it is not bad] such an evaluation.”

Looking at the gradually petrified Kenneth, Yanain turned his eyes away a little guilty, as if he had gone too far.

Cough, it's just a small blow, it's no problem for his future crown, no problem... He coughed lightly and continued: "If you want to guard against Emiya Kiritsugu, now We can only rely on this magic dress."

"It's unstoppable, even if the origin of Emiya Kiritsugu's magic power hits the Moon Essence Fluid, it will affect me." Kenneth, who kept circling the words "ordinary magician" in his mind, let out a dreamy voice. sound.

"There is no problem with this, we just need to modify the Moon Spirit Essence a little bit." Yanain smiled.

"You still know magic?" Kenneth gave him a surprised look.

"Well, how should I put it, I'm just a Lancer, for magic..."

The dark green runes that seemed to contain all the truths in the world were suspended on Yanain's fingertips, with a harmless smile on his face.

"I just...know a thing or two."

Chapter 212: Arriving at Fuyuki

Neon, Fuyuki City.

As the evening approached, dark clouds hung heavily over the high sky, and the air was dull and humid. The rain in the early winter season was wrapped in biting cold and fell from the sky, falling into the steel and concrete jungle, rendering the grayness of the upper city.

The noisy and bustling streets in the past were sparsely populated, and the few pedestrians were also hurrying. The neon lights in 1993 coincided with the economic depression. The bursting of the real estate bubble and the international financial crisis in 1992 cast a heavy shadow on this island country in the Far East. The shadow of darkness, depression and loneliness hang over every corner of this land.

But obviously, neither Yanann nor Kenneth has any empathy for this.

They came to Fuyuki City by plane from the clock tower this morning, and the journey was quite safe and smooth, without a single surface-to-air missile suddenly appearing from nowhere.From this point of view, the clock tower's secrecy work is still quite good.

Knowing the danger of the Holy Grail War, Kenneth did not bring his fiancée with him. Except for the moon spirit marrow liquid, he gave up all the other magic costumes and magic props, only at Yanann's suggestion , increasing the number of mana cores from three to five.

He has a very clear position on himself, as long as he guarantees that he will not die, the rest will be left to Lancer.

For the proud and proud Lord El-Mello to make such a concession, it can only show that this King Arthur from another world left a deep impression on him.

The place where they are now is the presidential suite on the top floor of the largest hotel in Fuyuki City. The decoration of the room is quite luxurious, and more importantly, from this location, you can overlook the whole picture of Fuyuki.

"It really has no sense of beauty." Kenneth sat on the leather sofa beside the bed, with obvious impatience and depression on his face.

In his opinion, the vulgar things in this room are just a collection of "waste", gloomy rooms, expensive furniture and luxurious daily necessities, which is the most unbearable for Kenneth, who was born aristocrat The most important thing is that the originally vulgar things put on a luxurious coat to pretend to be noble, which makes him feel like he is in a pigsty decorated with luxurious surfaces.

If he wanted to delve deeper into this humble feeling, he was not limited to this hotel, but the entire island country called Neon was full of ugly feelings that made his spirit very unpleasant.

"I originally planned to take Sophie here for a trip next time, but now it seems that there should be no need for this."

Since the passionate confession that day, the relationship between Kenneth and Sophie has risen rapidly like a strong flame, which made everyone in the clock tower extremely confused, and some even wondered whether the monarch of El Mello secretly gave him The fiancée poured some strange elixir, but then they thought about it and thought it would be okay to do so.

"It's not a good habit to spy on the leopard. No matter any country, it has its unique beauty. The key is whether you have a pair of eyes that can spot her." Yanain, wearing a sweater and jeans, sat on the other side of the sofa, flipping through the newspaper in hand.

Thanks to the modern knowledge bestowed by the Holy Grail, he can finally experience what it's like to master multiple languages.

"I don't think you are qualified to preach to me on this kind of matter. I don't know if you have ever crossed the British Isle in your life, Your Excellency King Arthur." Kenneth was a little proud, and he finally found a place where he could suppress the other party.

"Actually, if I really want to talk about it, I have been to quite a few places." Yanain put down the newspaper and looked at Kenneth seriously, "Do you want to hear what I have to say?"

Kenneth's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he forced a stiff smile on his face: "No need, let's talk about it next time we have a chance."

His intuition told him that if Yanain really told him, his stomach would hurt again.

As for why he said again, it was naturally because the last time this guy said "I know a thing or two about magic" while fiddling with the original Rune, he had already experienced this feeling deeply.

Yanain smiled and shook his head, re-reading the newspaper in his hand.

"But then again, Lancer, shouldn't you be Celtic, but why are your hair and eyes black?" Kenneth asked puzzled.

What is this, the emperor of Rome is still a blond barbarian... Yanain murmured to himself, and said casually: "There is another power in my body, my eyes and hair are covered That force influenced it to become like this."

Kenneth nodded slightly, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

As a master, except for the name, identity and origin of his servants, he doesn't know anything else, not even knowing what the opponent's Noble Phantasm is. It's no different from a third-rate magician.

He didn't want to waste a command seal because of this kind of thing, but if he snooped on it without authorization, he might end up in the same fate as that day.

No, I am the majestic monarch of El-Mello, the ninth-generation patriarch of the Archibald family. How can I be led by the nose like this? I have to take the initiative back!

With this in mind, Kenneth decided to take the initiative.

"By the way, Lancer, what is your purpose for participating in the Holy Grail War? In other words, do you have any wishes to fulfill?" Kenneth smiled.

As a first-level lecturer of the Spiritual Seance Department, Kenneth knew very well that the heroic spirits who would respond to the Spiritual Seance Ceremony often had their own wishes to convey to the Holy Grail.

And as long as a person has a request, there will inevitably be loopholes. As long as he knows this, he can figure out Lancer's bottom line and win bargaining chips for himself.

"Wish? I don't have that kind of thing. Even if I did, that false thing wouldn't help me." Yanain gave Kenneth a strange look, "You shouldn't tell me, do you really think Is that the omnipotent wishing machine?"

"Don't look at me with that look!" Kenneth said angrily, Yanain's eyes made him involuntarily recall the way he usually looked at poor students in the class, "Since you know that thing can't fulfill your wish, then Why did you answer the call of the Holy Grail?"