People Are in the Type Month, Fiancee Two Ceremony

"I didn't expect your soul to have fallen to such a point, have you even forgotten your original dream..."

Caster's face was full of sorrow, and there was a touch of pain in the eyes of Matou Zouken.

"Huh? What are you talking about? The old man's wish has never changed!"

Feeling that the other party's statement was simply inexplicable, Matou Zouken didn't have this strange follower in his memory, but the other party's gaze made him feel agitated for some reason.

"It seems that you have even forgotten me..."

With a heavy sigh, Caster closed his eyes slightly, then slowly opened them, using the little remaining magic power to summon his magic sword, and looked at the old man.

"Then at least in the end, let me, as a friend, pay for your sins, my best friend..."

Feeling the restlessness of the magic power in the air, Matou Zouken didn't know why he would subconsciously avoid the other party's dazzling gaze, and ordered sharply.

"Berserker, stop him! Destroy him completely—!"

However, the moment the words fell, the magic sword in Caster's hand had already burst into a dazzling light, forcing Zouken Matou to order the black knight to stand in front of him to protect him.

Inevitably, he took a few steps back due to the dazzling brilliance, Matou Zouken's eyes widened slightly, but the shining magic sword did not swing down towards them, it was just caught Caster stabbed into the ground.

The light bloomed on the ground in an instant, and disappeared in an instant, and there were already several extremely conspicuous magic marks near the big hole.

Already unable to use the means of attack, Caster left at the end the fastest way to destroy the magic formula that constructed the Great Holy Grail.

"As long as the positions I left marked are destroyed, the large cavity can be completely collapsed together with the spell, and the damage will be minimized.

"Lancer, King of Knights, my best friend has fallen into evil ways, I implore you to let his soul return to the place where he should have gone...

"This is my last request, von Hohenheim Paracelsus."

"Ah, don't worry, I have received your request, Caster." The holy blue eyes carried the majesty of a king, and the silver spear in Lancer's hand gradually gathered air, and his aura gradually rose.

"--Many thanks."

In the radiance of the spirit child, Caster bowed his head and thanked him solemnly.

He couldn't bear to take one last look at the old man's depraved posture, and closed his eyes.

"Farewell, my dear friend..."

Pain, disappointment, and sad sighs echoed in the forest, and finally disappeared as the last ray of light dissipated.

......

At the same time, in front of an ordinary house on a certain residential street in Fuyuki City, Weber straightened his clothes that were a little wrinkled by the strong wind after sitting in a chariot all night, and walked to the door.

"Strange, how come the lights are turned off at this time..."

While taking out the key to open the door, Weber glanced at the unlit first floor and frowned in confusion.

According to his understanding of the two old men, at this time, those two should not have rested yet.

Maybe it's a little early break time...

He didn't think too much about this point, it's better that the current situation is suitable for him to come back secretly, so he doesn't need to think of any excuses.

However, just as Wei Bo was about to step into the porch, a thick and strong hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

"Rider, I told you that you have to go back to your room before you can undo your spirit body transformation, in case your grandparents find out..."

"Wait a minute, there are other servants in the house."

"Other followers?"

The complaint on Weber's face froze at this moment, and he couldn't help being stunned. Iskandar also had a serious expression on his face, and he stepped into the room first, causing Weber to quickly follow the figure of the other party in a panic.

In the pitch-black living room, except for the curtains that were slightly illuminated by the moonlight, there was only a little bit of bright red light flickering with frequency.

And Weber and Iskandar, who came to the living room, also saw clearly the real body of the red light at this moment.

It was a modern gunpowder creation with dozens of wires inserted, called a bomb for short.And this time, the bomb was being attached to the outside of the rope tied round and round, and the object bound by the rope was the McKinsey couple who had fallen into a coma.

"This is......"

His eyes widened subconsciously, and he took a step forward, but before Weibo could take that step forward, Iskandar stopped him with his hand.

"Calm down, kid.

"Also, it's time for you to show up and tell your purpose, Assassin."

Iskandar's gaze, which seemed to make people feel invisible pressure, looked at the sofa in the living room.

And the next moment, a figure wearing a white skull mask slowly emerged, and raised a mobile phone in his hand to the two of them.

057: Two "actresses"

The silvery moonlight passed through the curtains blown by the night wind and quietly projected on the floor.

In the nearly dark living room, Iskandar stared at Assassin in front of the sofa with a serious expression, while Weber pursed his lips, clutching his pocket tightly with one hand nervously, his forehead had unknowingly leaked I broke out in some cold sweat.

And at this time, the mobile phone Assassin was holding finally heard a man's voice without any emotional ups and downs.

——[Are Weber Velvet and Rider?I think you have already understood the situation. The two old men have just fallen asleep now, but the detonators of the bombs on their bodies, I and Assassin each have one in their hands. ]

——[So I don't want the Rider over there to act randomly, otherwise even if Assassin is solved, some things that we are not happy to see will happen. ]

Hearing these words, Iskandar frowned slightly. To be honest, with such a small distance, he originally planned to take some risks and finish Assassin before he took action.

But the opponent's master is obviously prepared for both hands. Even if he really gets rid of Assassin, the bomb may still explode.

"Master of Assassin, although I don't want to say anything about your way of life hiding in the dark, the purpose of all your doing all this is to obtain the Holy Grail, right?

"However, this Holy Grail War is over. The Holy Grail here has been polluted and can no longer perform the function of fulfilling wishes. And in two days, the Holy Grail will be disintegrated. That is to say, what you are doing now Completely pointless behavior."

——[You said that the Holy Grail was polluted by...? ]

The man on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, but immediately, he spoke again.

——[Do you think I will believe this statement? ]

"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to check the underground cave of Liudong Temple. That is the final location of the entire Holy Grail system, and the magic power in that place has become filthy. You go You will understand all this later.”

Since it was impossible to rely on force for a while, Iskandar took the method of persuasion and waited for the opportunity in secret.

——[Sorry, your statement is too suspicious.And even if it was true, it would be the same to conduct an investigation after the incident was over. ]

——[Now, I hope Mr. Velvet can sign this thing first. ]

As the words fell, Assassin took out a scroll of parchment from the back of his waist and threw it in front of Weber.

And Weber leaned over to pick up the parchment roll, took a deep breath, and opened it.

It's also a self-enforcing testament, except that the objects that cannot be harmed or killed have been changed to the McKinsey couple and Weber, and the corresponding price is the need to use all command spells to order Rider to self-destruct without resistance.

——[Alright, now you have five seconds to think about it...]

However, before the man on the phone finished speaking, Weber grabbed the parchment roll in his hand and said with a sneer.

"Heh, why do you think I will sign this document, Emiya Kiritsugu? You know, I am a magician, and this family is just a 'prop' that I used during the Holy Grail War, you wouldn't Do you think it will be useful to use them as a means of intimidation?

"You are still a 'magician killer' thanks to you, have you even forgotten the essence of a magician, Emiya Kiritsugu?"

boy, you...

Iskandar frowned, and couldn't help but focus on Weber.

Although Wei Bo had a contemptuous smile on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly trembling, and his back seemed to be straightened by force, making people feel like they were going to break at any time.

The man on the other end of the phone fell into silence for several seconds. After all, what Weber said was undoubtedly a normal concept.

Therefore, what he did tonight was actually just an intention to give it a try.

Even if he failed, at most he would only lose one Assassin clone, and if he succeeded, he would be able to defeat another group.

——[You are right, Mr. Velvet.That being the case... Assassin, let's do it. ]

"Yes."

A dagger was suddenly pulled out from the other hand, but Assassin didn't take out the detonator, because he and his master had already expected this situation.

With the swing of Assassin's arm, the pitch-black dagger stabbed straight at the neck of the sleeping Mrs. McKenzie.

The magic power in Iskandar's body was stirred up immediately at this moment, as if he was about to rush forward.And Weber, as if he was enduring something, tightly clenched the parchment roll into a ball.

When the dagger was about to touch the skin of the old woman's neck, he finally reached the limit of what he could bear, and said loudly with anger.

"Enough! I'll sign! Stop it!"

The dagger was just a few centimeters away from the neck, and the man's voice on the phone rang again.

——[Sure enough, Mr. Velvet, you are not a qualified magician.Then, please do as required. ]

"You're right, I'm not a qualified magician."

Wei Bo bit his lip tightly, lowered his head, and spread out the parchment scroll with a slightly trembling hand.

"Even the opportunity to participate in the Holy Grail War was obtained by stealing the holy relic from my teacher and hurting my friend.

"Sorry, Rider, if I didn't use the gem used to summon you back then, you might have already won the Holy Grail War, and you wouldn't have to meet me, a worthless master. "

With a strong sense of self-blame on his face, Weber bowed his head to the red-haired giant and apologized.

And Iskandar was obviously stunned for a moment, then he blinked, frowned, and said slightly angrily.

"Ah, that's right. If that boy summoned me, the Holy Grail War might have ended overnight. Seriously, I didn't expect such bad luck this time. The master who is useless, has encountered a situation where he is forced to order this king to commit suicide?"

Iskandar said unhappily, then he turned his head to look at the mobile phone in Assassin's hand, and asked.

"Master of Assassin, although I don't know what your wish is for the sake of victory. However, is your wish really worth involving innocent people? You understand that you are now What exactly is it doing?"

The man on the other end of the phone fell silent again, but a few seconds later the man also spoke again.

——[I don't need to explain to you, Rider.Also, Mr. Velvet, please stop your self-pity, you still have five seconds...]

However, before the words were finished, at this moment, a clear and clear boy's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

——[That's it, Mr. Emiya, you have gone too far with some things. ]

058: Your "justice" is wrong

Hearing the voice behind him, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was lying on the roof of an uninhabited building three or four hundred meters away from the McKinsey house, was observing the situation in the living room with the thermal imaging scope of the sniper rifle, subconsciously Putting down the mobile phone at hand, he wanted to get the detonator beside him.

But at this moment, an invisible sword wrapped in air flow immediately cut off his left hand.