Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Chapter [-] The Night of Advent, the Red Dragon of Britain

From ancient times to the present, the night has been constantly endowed with a mysterious color.

Strange stories, ghosts, murders, mysterious disappearances—

Some are exaggerations, some are real.But in any case, the characteristics of the night were determined long, long ago, in a moment that people don't know about.

Magical moment.

In addition to concealing people's eyes and ears, this is also the reason why the Holy Grail War is held at night.

Luo Pei walked up to the second floor with a cup of hot tea. The silver-haired and blue-eyed Miss Evil God was sitting on the sofa and playing with a black sphere. Next to her was the Heroic Spirit Summoning Array that had been drawn a few days ago.

Tonight, the battle for the Almighty Cup will begin again.

"Your Majesty, the trial is about to begin. How are your preparations?" He confirmed again and again.

Once the Heroic Spirit arrives, it is in a state of "mission in progress", and there is no turning back.If the fief conditions cannot be reached in the end, Rope will be busy working in vain.

"No problem at all, trust me."

As Naiako clenched her palm tightly, the black ball disappeared in her palm, as if by magic.

"The characteristics of "the evil of this world" have almost been figured out, and the consciousness hidden in the Holy Grail has also been obliterated by me. As long as the rest is engraved into my program, and a little bit of divine blending agent is added, it can be created A fresh demigod!Well, it's almost at this level. The evil thoughts of simply relying on humans are too shallow. "

The messenger mercilessly despised the malice of six billion human beings.

"That's fine."

Luo Pei took a sip of the hot tea and waited quietly for the clock to reach zero.

He seemed to recall the scene of summoning Lancer years ago.At that time, he had just stepped into the mystery. The thrill of gambling with his life was in his blood all the time. He didn't want to be wiped out by Azalea, and he didn't want to lose his only friend.

This time is different.

A mysterious substitute, a laurel crown symbolized by a god, a pure and powerful bloodline, a terrifying secret technique as many as the stars—

As long as he does not deliberately die, Rope can almost be said to be invincible before the war begins.

He put down the teacup and put his right hand into his chest.

After a flash of light, a gorgeous and bright scabbard appeared in Rope's hand.

That is the scabbard of Artoria, the ideal land of absolute defense.

However, after this powerful Noble Phantasm lost its master's magic power, it couldn't maintain even the most basic "regeneration" effect. To put it bluntly, it was just a beautiful scabbard.After Saber left, Rope put the conceptualization in the body and left it alone.

Now, he will use this treasure to fulfill his promise in the first trial.

"Speaking of which, do you want Rope to consider letting me be a Master too?" Nayiko said enthusiastically. "Playing games with puppets seems pretty good."

"...you're really joking."

Rope smiled awkwardly, and showed the back of his hand to the silver-haired girl.

An irregularly shaped Command Spell is imprinted on it.

"The qualifications are with me, Your Majesty, you can't be a Master."

"Understood?" Naiyako puffed up her cheeks and said dissatisfiedly.

"I've been in close contact with the Great Holy Grail! How hard is it to tamper with the rules!"

"Yes, yes, you are the strongest, you are the greatest." Rope helplessly spread his hands: "So great Nyarlathotep, His Majesty the indescribable messenger, can I apologise for giving up the stage of this war to you? What about my little mystic? Anyway, this is my trial. You can do your job well enough to make me grateful."

"...I always feel like I'm being despised."

"No, it's just that you seemed to lack interest before, and now you suddenly change your attitude, which makes me have a bad premonition."

Seeing the silver-haired girl's guilty expression, Rope knew that he had guessed correctly.

Naiako's nature began to relapse after being suppressed for less than half a month.

Fortunately, I resisted the temptation of "bringing Miss Evil God to have a good time with you", like a cheating device. Otherwise, this Holy Grail War might really end up in my grandma's house.To exaggerate a bit, the melee between Cthulhu monsters vs heroic spirits and magicians in all Fuyuki City may happen.

With Naiyako's character, this is really impossible to say.

Time flows quietly, and the pointer points to the position of zero.

During this time of waiting, Nayazi couldn't bear the loneliness and ran downstairs to watch a horror movie for a long time. The sound of laughter Rope could be heard upstairs, which made him shake his head helplessly.

The heroic spirits are being summoned above, and the TV is being played below.Even if she was a little nervous, she was rushed by the laughter of the evil god lady to nowhere.

Rope got up from the sofa, picked up the scabbard and walked towards the summoned circle.

Mercury shimmered in the moonlight, refracted by the gorgeous scabbard, and even without the lights, the room seemed like daylight.

He stretched out to the summoning formation, and the huge magic power spread out indiscriminately, squeezing the surrounding furniture, and even cracks appeared on the glass table.

"Fully full, full full, full full, full full, full full. Going over and over again, followed by... Nayiko, turn down the TV sound!"

Halfway through the incantation, Rope shouted unbearably.

"Oh."

The disturbing voice was indeed much smaller.

Rope opened his mouth, and after Nayazi was so disrupted, that sacred feeling could never be found again, so he simply gave up chanting the spell.