The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

"What are you trying to do, Rimuru..."

"Before I talk about this, do you want to get the Command Seal back?" Limulu smiled lightly, "I can help you."

This time, Limulu didn't wait for Kenneth to reply, and said directly, "Of course, there are conditions."

"What conditions?"

Hearing this, Kenneth narrowed his eyes, but heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's a very simple condition... to appoint my disciple Reinis to inherit the position of Patriarch of the El-Melloi Sect. Before Renisi grows up, she will be entrusted to her father and teacher to act on her behalf."

Reinis is Limulu's disciple, and the main purpose of letting her become a sect was to make the branch of Reinis a smooth hub between the two factions. Winning over is almost becoming a branch of the Limuru faction, and handing it over to them is nothing more than changing the face of the El-Melloi faction.

"Secondly, give up the sniping proposed not long ago against some of the Archelot faction, and will..."

"Do you think I'll agree, Rimuru?"

Before Limulu could finish his sentence, Kenneth said with a bruised vein, "Do you think I will agree to such an exorbitant condition that is like a hundred-day dream?"

"...Huh." Limulu looked back at Kenneth indifferently, and sighed helplessly: "Sorau is right about one thing, Kenneth, you really don't understand the situation."

"You think this is the price for saving you and helping you?" Limulu sneered, "Wake up, Kenneth."

"This is me..." Limuru pointed to Kenneth's heart and said, "I guarantee that you can return to the Clock Tower alive, and I guarantee that the El-Melloi faction will not fall!"

"..."

"Think about it, Kenneth." Limulu said lightly, "Do you really think that your fiancée can bring you victory?"

"You should know more about your woman than I do. You who have completely lost your magic, plus a woman who is not so clear-headed, can there be such a more free combination?"

Limulu sneered mercilessly: "But you have no way to turn back. For treatment, you have to bite the bullet and go on..."

"Kenneth, your only end is death."

"And after you die..."

"How will the El-Melloi faction be hit?"

"They will lose the magic seal they rely on to survive, and they will bear a large amount of debt because of your arbitrariness."

"Because the monarch died in an inexplicable place like the Far East, his status will be greatly reduced..."

"Being attacked by a political enemy like me..."

"Falling apart."

Limulu lay beside the bed, staring closely at Kenneth and said, "Think about it carefully, Kenneth, if you can avoid these, aren't those costs unacceptable?"

"These are just your guesses... Lim..."

"Well, it's human nature not to hit the south wall and not look back. It doesn't matter if you don't agree now." Limulu interrupted Kenneth with a chuckle: "But Kenneth, I have to remind you that the reason why you will now Say that only because you haven't experienced despair."

"Time will prove everything. When you beg me, the conditions will not be so simple."

Rimuru snapped her fingers, smiled lightly, and slowly transformed into spirits from bottom to top.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something: "That's right."

"The reason why you still believe in Solawu is because Solawu himself is also a magician, and theoretically he won't be charmed by the beautiful mole of love."

"But you seem to have forgotten what age Solau is."

"Love is beautiful, Kenneth." Limulu smiled brightly: "You can't ask a girl to give up her longing for love at this age just because you don't dislike political marriage."

"Sorau might not have been charmed, but what if she really fell in love with Berserker?"

"Qi..." Kenneth clenched his teeth, "Shut up, get out of here, Limuru!"

"Tsk, ha, okay."

"Love is a light, Sir Kenneth, good night."

……

Just when Rimuru was trying to make a request to Kenneth——

Tohsaka's house.

A crystal clear emerald bird was flying back and forth in the hall, while circling, Tosaka Tokiomi looked at Gilgamesh who was drinking red wine recklessly on the sofa, sighed silently, and sat on the chair meditating.

Gilgamesh also confirmed the opponent's name.

Rimuru Tempest.

To be honest, he naturally had an impression of this name—after all, he was the monarch who destroyed the Matou family.

And obviously, since the other party can let Matou Kariya pretend to be the other party's master, it naturally means...the other party is using the qualifications of the Matou family...?

However, there were actually two monarchs participating in a Holy Grail War...

Is it a coincidence... or something about the Holy Grail War, what was discovered by the clock tower?

Tohsaka Tokiomi stroked his forehead with a headache, a little tired and exhausted.

Suddenly, a familiar familiar passed through the entrance, avoiding the mechanism and flying in with a visiting letter in its mouth.

It was a blue robin.

"Patriarch Tohsaka, the witch known as the last bird, Alice came to see her."

……

Limulu did not immediately leave Kenneth as a hiding place, but continued to stay there for nearly an hour. After confirming that there was no danger in his perception, he turned around lightly, left the abandoned factory, and contacted Kuonji Yuzu, who is the center of communication in the middle.

"It's very strange. I originally thought that Emiya Kiritsugu would definitely act tonight, but I guessed wrong."

"... Emiya Kiritsugu has indeed acted." Hearing this, Kuonji Yuzu's voice came calmly: "It's just that not everyone has the terrifying perception ability like yours."

"Oh? You mean..."

"According to the familiars of his subordinates before, Emiya Kiritsugu should have started to act an hour ago, and now he should still be looking for Kenneth's hiding place in the dark."

Kuonji Youzhu stood indifferently outside the door of Tosaka's house, turned around and took a look at the manor, and then walked into the night indifferently: "Speaking of which, Patriarch Tosaka just rejected my proposal, and said that he could not accept my proposal. You generate no trust."

"What to do, are you still planning to deal with the caster?"

"Huh? This doesn't look like Tosaka Tokiomi's style." Hearing this, Rimuru was slightly taken aback and said, "Could it be that my identity aroused his fear?"

"If two monarchs join the battle at the same time, there is indeed a possibility." Kuonji Youzhu said lightly: "However, I can see that the other party regards the duties of managers as important as I do, so if If the riot you guessed happened, he should not stand by."

"Well, it doesn't matter, even if they don't participate, Karna alone is enough for a weak caster."

"Thanks for your hard work, Youzhu, go back and rest early."

"What about you?" Youzhu paused slightly, her voice softened a bit: "Are you coming back?"

"No, I have to pay a visit to Weber."

Limulu smiled lightly: "Before, in order to hide his identity, he ignored Weber's line. Now, it's time to talk about it."

Chapter 046, The Night Talk Next to the Grand Strategy

"Sarah, it's here."

In the quiet night, Limulu stood in front of an independent duplex house, raised his head and looked towards the second floor—compared to other masters who prepared strongholds and safe houses very seriously, the master of rider Weber Velvet appears to be more vile and slack.

He directly used the ability of hints to modify the memory of an elderly couple living in the old town of Fuyuki City, thus occupying the magpie's nest.

The advantage of this is that it is more convenient and can be discarded at any time, but the disadvantages are naturally quite obvious.

In addition to not being able to transform it into a magic workshop on a large scale and deploy its positions, it is also easy to be noticed by people because of hints—although Weber has used his immature technology to disguise this place as much as possible, he is still taken advantage of. Mulu slightly enlarged the range of perception, and found it easily.

It is conceivable that the shortcomings that are easily exposed here.

It can even be said that if it wasn't for Weber's unsatisfactory performance in the entire Holy Grail War, people would not pay much attention to him, otherwise, once he is targeted by Emiya Kiritsugu and Kenneth Well, just relying on such a stronghold, it can't stop the equivalent of blowing up a nearly [-]-story building in half.

Rimuru raised her head and stared at the second floor, when she quietly turned into spirit particles and disappeared on the spot.

The window was suddenly pulled open, and Weber's flustered head poked out—after looking around for a while, he found nothing, and then turned back with a sigh of relief, "Who's there, Rider?!"

"Ah? Is there no one?" I saw the burly man who was sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, playing games with a controller, stretched out his hand and scratched his nose in doubt: "Well, but just now I clearly felt the breath of a servant what."

"Eh? Tell me after you're sure, really... You're so surprised..." Hearing the emperor's uncertain tone, Wei Bo closed the window helplessly, turned around and saw a The petite figure who was about the same height as him smiled at him, and said softly: "Remember to open the magic eye when investigating the heroic spirit, otherwise you can only rely on the naked eye..."

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Wei Bo stared blankly at the boy who suddenly appeared, he scrambled around to the side of the rider with a plop, patted him frantically, and said, "Why are you still fighting here?" Game!! Someone has invaded!!"

"rider!!!!"

"Ala, ala!" Probably because he was so annoyed that he couldn't do it anymore, the emperor put down the handle helplessly, and aimed at Wei Bo's forehead with a brain bounce, and knocked him to the ground at once, before sighing: "Follow you!" How many times have I said it, don't make such a fuss."

"I told you that there was a servant nearby, but you foolishly went to open the window. I thought he was specially invited by you."

"Are you kidding me!!" Weber pointed at Limulu with a crying voice, "Why should I invite other servants in, bastard!"

"Hmm... But, isn't that your teacher? Master." The Emperor pinched his chin, looked at Limulu who was smiling faintly, and said, "Anyway, I don't feel any hostility. You might as well calm down first. how?"

After finishing speaking, he continued to turn back to operate his troops: "However, I didn't expect the servant breath I felt to be a master. Haha, I can't even tell who you are."

"Eh?"

It was only at this time that Weber remembered Limulu's identity, and when he looked at Limulu in astonishment, the latter looked at the TV with interest: "Isn't it too wasteful to open the second mine here?" ?”

"Oh?" Hearing this, the emperor was slightly taken aback, then turned his head and laughed in surprise: "Haha, why, do you also play this game?"

As he said that, he took another handle and gestured: "Do you want to have a showdown to conquer the world? Lancer's master?!"

"Well." Hearing this, Limulu blinked, took the handle with a slight smile, and said, "Actually, I don't play much, it's another friend of mine who likes this."

Even so, the game Grand Strategy itself is not too complete. Of course, what Limulu refers to is that compared with the more mature and perfect Red Police and StarCraft games in the previous life, if Judging from the mechanism in 94 alone, the strategic game that has begun to control troops with screens and handles is already quite good without text games.

Rimuru himself has no interest in this kind of old-fashioned game except feelings, but even so, with his proficiency in some games in his previous life, it is still very easy to get started, and even a rookie player like Aozaki Aoko can be defeated in a moment. Those who kill throw away their guns and armor.

Masochism is quite boring, so Limuru never promised Qingzi to continue playing this game with her after that night.

Although the Great Emperor is slightly better than Aoko Cangzaki, but it's just... a little bit better.

So, when Weber came up again with a few cups of brewed tea, the emperor had completely forgotten to ask the reason why the other party broke into their house suddenly, and put his arm around Professor Limulu's shoulder quite harmoniously, laughing and asking Guide to the game...

"Hey...you two..."

Weber looked at the two of them with dead fish eyes, helplessly trying to get things back on track.

However, the emperor said "Huh?", then looked back at his little Master from the corner of his eye, scratched his head, and suddenly said, "Why is it tea?"

"Huh?" Limulu was stunned for a moment and then turned around—the emperor was extremely dissatisfied and said: "Where's the wine? Hey, you should serve wine at this time, brat!"

"It's hard for me to meet a like-minded friend, maybe I can accept him as a subordinate. You are so good that you have to bring out some good wine to entertain you. What does the tea look like?!"

ha?Limulu blinked, good guy, is this like-minded? !

He glanced at Weber quietly, and sure enough, he couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, and at the same time his veins were popping out, even his body was trembling with anger——

"boom!"

"Enough is enough for me—asshole!!" Wei Bo put the tea in his hand heavily on the table, and broke down: "!!!Rider——"

"Also, it's clear that Professor Rimuru is an intruder, right? As a servant, shouldn't you be full of vigilance and question him? What is it like to play games together!" Weber scratched his head with his head in his arms. Scratching his scalp: "And, how could Professor Limuru become your subordinate!!"

"Don't you really have no clue in your heart?!"

"Oh, yeah... I have to try if I can do it..." The emperor scratched his head, seeing that Wei Bo rolled his eyes and was about to continue roaring, he quickly said: "Well, it seems that my master is really angry Already."

"Since that's the case, I really have to continue the competition next time, Lancer's master." The emperor hugged his chest and smiled heartily: "Next time, I won't lose so ugly."

"Well, after all, this is just a game after all." Limulu said with a chuckle after hearing this: "If you master the rules, you will eventually reach a perfect level."

"However, don't call me Lancer's master anymore. Since you already know my name, then just call me by my name, King of Conquerors."

"Limuru? That's fine." Hearing this, the King of Conquerors is not hypocritical. After all, in his eyes, as a king, he has the right to call anyone by their first name, so he nodded directly and said: "Then, Rimuru."

When it was time to talk about business, the King of Conquerors would not appear so casual. He silently tightened his muscles, sat at the table like a big mountain, picked up a glass and almost took a sip, and said seriously.

"As my master said, by now, you should tell us your reason."

"Hmm..." Seeing this, Limulu glanced at Weber lightly,

Weber's eyes just touched Limuru's, and he dodged in a panic, lowering his eyes.

"When it comes to business, I came here for two reasons. The first one, to be honest, I came to ask for your help."

"Oh?"

"Although tonight's crusade is over, we actually found that Caster is not dead—"

"Huh?" The emperor heard the words, and the movement of drinking tea sank: "Wait a minute, Limulu, if I remember correctly, Caster is your servant, right?"