Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Watching Irisviel walk to the annex, Rope and Pharos stepped into the gate of the castle.

Entering the interior of the castle, stepping on the red carpet, Rope felt the temperature of the entire room plummeting.

The scorching sun of summer can't bring even a hint of warmth here.

The hall was transformed into a church-like shape, and the first seat at the top was enshrined with a stone sculpture in the shape of a green-haired siren, declaring the gods worshipped by Pharos.

On both sides of the red carpet, there were half-kneeling humans in black robes—let’s just call them humans.

There are many, about thirty.

"Please take your seat." Pharos said respectfully to Rope, where a gem-encrusted metal throne was standing quietly under the statue of Cthulhu.

"...It's a shame that you were able to make so many things in such a short period of time."

Rope was not hypocritical, he took the opportunity to sit on the throne, and looked at the servant standing beside him approvingly.

"Let's talk about how many people you brought and what your abilities are. I'll tell you what you should do later."

"learn."

Pharos bowed, then turned his back to Rope, and opened his hands to the servants and believers below.

"Look carefully, you maggots who believe in the truth! The person sitting on the throne is our master, the greatest mystic, Lord Rope! The messenger of the will of the gods! The protector! Wipe! Brighten your eyes, gaze with reverence at the face of the great being, and be honored to be in the saddle of this lord!"

The believers in the black robe raised their heads, and Rope saw their faces that were not clearly visible because of the hood.

There were men and women, all with frenzied and crazy expressions on their faces.

...doing it well.Rope calmly praised Fallows.

I have to say that he really used it quite a bit, and he had the feeling that he had found the world of the godslayer back then.

"So far—" The alien servant turned around, thinking about Rope and bent down deeply.

"—Eleven mystics! Twenty-one fusions! A total of [-] apprentices and believers, equipped with modern firearms and individual bazookas! All your servants are here, and this manor is waiting for you Your dispatch! No matter who your opponent is or what order you give, we are determined to fight for you until the last piece of flesh and blood collapses!"

In the empty castle hall, Pharos's murderous and determined voice echoed.

Although the believers kneeling below did not make a single sound, their eyes revealed the meaning of agreeing with and absolutely implementing the words of Pharos.

"..."

Rope was silent.

... You Tamar are here to fight Modern Warfare, right?

Chapter [-] Azalea's Proposal

After listening to Fallow's words, Rope's stomach began to ache.

What is Einzbern?

Magician family, third method seeker, one of the founding families of the Great Holy Grail.

It sounds very powerful, but to put it bluntly, it is nothing more than an "academic" magician family. It has no fighting ability itself. Only the androids equipped with magic attire are powerful enough, otherwise they will not be able to use it in the Fourth Holy Grail War. "Magic Killer" Emiya Kiritsugu has come to join the war.

Such a family, if they really want to slaughter him, why does Pharos and his subordinates need as much as he needs. He has as many map guns as he needs, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the sun and tsunami. If not, there will be a few divine beasts to make trouble. God killers are called "natural disasters". Not without reason.

The purpose of his call is to deal with chores and unexpected situations after negotiating (physics) with Einzbern.It was impossible for Rope to have no intention of letting Ilya von Einzbern break away from the Einzbern family completely. Killing the ignorant like the Asakami family and letting Fujino inherit the family business is the best model.

The pure Einzbern family does not need to be the little holy grail, and no one is forcing the Irisviel mother and daughter, and there is no need to leave the family.As long as Rope arranges a little, that is their only remaining happiness.

"Number of people, isn't something wrong?"

He looked at Pharos and asked in a low voice.

The monster was stunned for a moment, then immediately put on a shameful expression and said in a remorseful tone.

"I beg your pardon, I have left the staff of the lowest operating station... No, in the end, it's because I'm not good at handling things, and I have only accepted so many people in two years..."

Not all humans can accept the terrible teachings of Cthulhu, and it can be extended to nearly [-] people. Pharos has done his best.

"I mean too many." Rope interrupted Faros' association.

"Why do we need to rely on the power of the believers if it is a simple battle? Fallows, leave some talents with social experience, and let the rest, especially the believers and apprentices, let them all go back, don't let the station become empty, the Holy Church is watching with you."

The burial institution is not Mei Lian's one-word hall. Even if he has the identity of the agent, it is impossible for Fallows to make such a big noise before as he did not see it.

The man-eating crazy monster, compared to the previous Nero Chaos, is not of an order of magnitude more dangerous. I heard that someone has proposed to move the "tenth seat" of Pharos up.

Pharos pondered for a moment when he heard the words.

"...You used to like elite types, I see."

...This guy has failed reading comprehension at all, right?

Pharos's own paranoid understanding of the word "loyalty" is not necessarily a bad thing, but occasionally - such as now, it gives Rope a headache.

"……it's up to you."

Nodding, the white-haired monster walked down the stairs to the throne.

It walked to the center of the kneeling believers, and said in a cold and ruthless voice.

"Did you hear? Maggots, your insignificant powers are not in the eyes of the master at all. He doesn't need waste. If you want to make a more devout devotion, just show me your worth to the lord. It is limited by the time of sunset. , the ten people with outstanding strength, social skills, and human social power can stay, and the rest will go back to the headquarters and continue to hone themselves."

"Yes!!"