Star God Ruler of the Moon

Star God Ruler of the Model Moon Author: Waste Dream

At midnight on February 2019, 2, inside Chaldea.

After completing a day of research, Da Vinci picked up the calendar on the table and saw that the date was circled with a red pen. He couldn't help turning his head to look at the master who was already sleeping on the table.

Da Vinci: Was it marked by the master?Is there any special purpose?Birthday?

Matthew, who was still asleep, took the glasses on the side and put them on, sat up and looked at Da Vinci.

Matthew: Sorry, Miss Da Vinci, senior's birthday is xx, xx.Although I saw the senior marked this date a long time ago, I still haven't figured out the purpose.

Holding a pipe, Holmes stepped out of the darkness, and put a pair of eagle-like eyes on the calendar in Da Vinci's hand.

Holmes: I seem to smell a puzzle, do you need help?

Matthew and Da Vinci nodded, and raised their index fingers to their lips to lower their voices. At this time, a sound-proof barrier was placed on the Master's body, and Merlin followed closely.

Merlin: Since you're afraid of waking up the master, wouldn't it be okay to do this?Alright, I see you guys seem to be discussing interesting things, so here we go.

Holmes: No one in Chaldea has February 2th as their birthday, right?Also, I don't remember any scheduled activities today, so...

Before Holmes could finish his conjecture, another voice sounded in the Master's room. It was the elderly Li Shuwen in Chinese tunic suit who came.

Li Shuwen: It's a holiday. Today is the beginning of the Spring Festival.

Da Vinci: That's right, today seems to be New Year's Eve. From the perspective of the country where the Master is located, it is a great holiday.

Holmes: Really?Although I don't know much about it, I do hear that this is a lively and festive festival, comparable to Western Christmas.

Matthew: Is it a holiday in the country of your predecessors?I've seen the same markings on calendars before, but didn't expect this to be the case.

Merlin: It seems that the Master has been enduring the loneliness of wandering in a foreign country. Although this proposal seems a bit late, why don't we mobilize everyone to celebrate the Spring Festival together?

The people present pondered for a moment, then nodded in response to Merlin's suggestion, just as the followers also needed a grand banquet to relax.

Da Vinci: Then Mr. Li, please tell us about the customs of the Chinese New Year first, so that we can give the Master a big surprise!

Prologue Death in the Valley of the Dark

Moon World.

In an unknown valley, a burly figure in a black shabby cloak stands on the highest mountain.

He remained motionless, as if he had existed here since the beginning of the world.

He is the man who has mastered the most powerful assassination truth in this world—the first old man in the mountains.

Hassan Sabah!

Also known as the Old Man of the Mountain, or King Hassan.

Wang Hassan was wearing a thick black armor, holding a cold ice blue sword in one hand, and a hideous giant shield full of barbs in the other.

In the eye sockets of the pale skull mask, billowing dark blue flames were burning, and the body was condensed with extremely strong death energy.

Like a walker walking in the abyss, and like a god of death who brings the end of fate.

Judging from Wang Hassan's appearance and equipment, there is absolutely no way for people to associate it with the word 'assassin' in the first place.

Well, if you say it's a heavy armored berserker, maybe some people will believe it, right?

But he is indeed a legendary assassin, a unparalleled killer with a giant sword and shield as his main weapon.

According to the history of Xingyue, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the originator of the western assassination world.

In fact, the old man standing here at this time is somewhat different from the well-known and kind-hearted Grandpa Wang Hassan.

Because, he is actually a celestial traveler who wears a soul.

He is still a super old fritter who has died three times and traveled to different worlds three times, an old monster whose age cannot be calculated.

But after he became King Hassan who stood on the boundary line between life and death in Xingyue World and couldn't die at all, he couldn't continue his pleasant journey.

(A congratulatory message from a purple-haired double-gun tights bba from a certain country of shadows)

Although at first he was just an otaku who liked to chase fans, fight World of Warcraft and liver FGO, but after going through an unknown number of years, his heart has become unwavering.

The original name has been forgotten, and the long-term memory has been blurred, leaving only the strong strength that has been tempered by three lives and three generations.

Although not bald, it is almost invincible.

The current him is just that famous assassin——the old man of the mountain, nothing more.

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"Hey—!"

"Hey—!"

"Hey—!"

A melodious and melodious bell rang through the valley, echoing among the overlapping mountains and peaks.

"After hearing the bell, it seems that there will be a particularly heavy head today..."

Wang Hassan murmured, and the eyes with blue light under the skull mask looked at the eternal gray sky of the Valley of the Dead.

"Ah, the first generation! It's been a long time. I didn't expect your perception to be so sharp and extraordinary, without a trace of rusty dullness."

Wang Hassan watched the human restraint force suddenly appearing in front of his eyes, and a thick and majestic voice sounded.

"Is it the restraint of human beings? What do you do when you come to my domain?"

At this moment, Alaya's image is a little black long-haired loli dressed in Gothic Lolita, with a delicate face carved from jade, slender limbs, and a height like a carrot head. .

In fact, human restraint has no fixed image, it can change into the appearance of any human being, and can also express any human character.

Just like now, in order to communicate with the Mountain Man smoothly, He has become a cute little girl.

"Hee hee, that, should, how should I put it? Oh, it's just..."

Alaya's delicate little face was a little tangled, trying to organize his words, as if he was an unscrupulous boss thinking about how to coax his employees to work overtime.

"Meaningless! Really meaningless!"

Seeing such a pretentious gesture of restraint by a certain human being, Wang Hassan immediately felt compelled.

Such a familiar scene had happened countless times, and his eyes suddenly became red.

"Tell me, who do you want me to ring the bell for this time?"

Alaya stretched out his pale fingers with a smile, pulled out a color photo from the gothic lolita outfit, and placed it in front of Wang Hassan.

"It's this guy, can you guarantee to kill him?"

Wang Hassan stared at the photo and was silent for a moment, then said faintly: "Human restraint, your photo has been taken down."

The atmosphere was instantly awkward.

With a sullen face, Alaya, who was pretending to be a mafia boss intending to buy a murderer, smiled dryly and rearranged the photos. After coughing twice, he was about to speak again...

"It is indeed the person who rings the bell, and I can obey God's will to end his life."

Wang Hassan blocked Alaya, who was trying to continue to fall into the second disease, on his own. He raised his eyes to look at the human restraint who was frozen in mid-air.

"What about the reward? I am not the guardian of you and Gaia, nor the heroic soul who enjoys the worship of faith."

"Eh? The first generation, you, how can you be like this!?"

Alaya's little face was full of astonishment and confusion, as if he hadn't expected the need to prepare a reward at all.

"Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters."

Wang Hassan acted as if it was a matter of course. Since the other party came to discuss business, it is natural that he needs to clarify the rules to negotiate well.

"Our Assassins have done such things. Is there anything wrong with asking for the reward they deserve?"

"Then why didn't Yu remember saying that before..." Alaya asked in a low voice, aggrieved.

"When I arrived at the vortex of the root and realized the true meaning of 'death' from it, I swore that I would fight ten times for the will of the world, and now I have exhausted them all."

"Uh, is there still such an agreement? Why doesn't Yu know..."

Alaya suddenly understood why when she and Gaia asked the old man of the mountain to work overtime, the other party agreed so readily, as if they were responsive.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Such insignificant things in the past should not be directly bombarded by the king in an effort to save trouble."

Alaya squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, shaking his little head from side to side and screaming like a little animal. His little face carved in pink and jade was full of tears, weak, pitiful and helpless.

The little black-haired loli looked up at Wang Hassan pitifully, and complained in a cute loli voice: "But, but this time things are very difficult, maybe the whole world will be destroyed, so……"

"This is a matter of principle, and it is also related to Assassin's reputation. I cannot violate it."

Wang Hassan didn't mean to waver in the slightest, but he was also interested in what Alaya said. After all, he hadn't harvested enough heads for a long time.

"Actually, it doesn't need such an expensive price. Even the cheapest thing in your hands can be used to trade with me."

Alaya finally compromised. This time, if the matter is not handled properly, the rhythm of human annihilation will occur. This is a disaster that she has to work hard to solve.

Alaya is a collection of human consciousness, and it belongs to the kind that can't escape if you want to. As long as the terrifying erectus ape on the earth dies, he will die along with him.

"Well, the first generation... what kind of reward do you want? I can think about it."

The black-haired little loli exudes an air of poverty throughout her restraint. She is not as rich as the Earth restraint Gaia.

Alaya is so poor that all he has left is this Lolita costume, and the only things he can get out are the human beings in the world below him.

"This matter can be discussed after I come back, and an appropriate reward will be charged depending on the difficulty of the task."

As Wang Hassan spoke, he lifted the heavy sword and giant shield in his hands, and the tattered black cloak slipped off, revealing the jet-black heavy armor engraved with runes and magic patterns inside.

Seeing this, Alaya waved his little hand on the ground to manifest a shining pentagram-shaped magic circle, and took the opportunity of communicating with the space to talk about the general situation of the mission.

"Because the Holy Grail War in that world has been separated from the relationship controlled by our restraining power, the first generation of you will come as a heroic spirit participating in the battle, and the strength will not reach the crown."

"But as long as the Holy Grail War is decided and 'that thing' emerges from the Holy Grail, you will be able to display your full strength. Therefore, please work hard until the end!!"

Wang Hassan nodded, expressing that he understood Alaya's instructions, and stepped into the center of the magic circle.

"I have taken over this post. I swear in the name of the old man of the mountain, that I will live up to your trust!"

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Chapter 1 The So-called Broken Cup War

Legend has it that the Holy Grail is a supreme treasure that can grant any wish.

Of course, this cup is not the one that the old man Jesus used to hold blood, nor is it a huge magic aggregate that can be rubbed out by a certain king at will, but specifically refers to the Fuyuki Great Holy Grail with the third method of "materialization of the soul".

And in order for the Holy Grail of Fuyuki to appear, a special grand ceremony must be carried out.

The seven magicians chosen by the Holy Grail will be Masters, and the seven Heroic Spirits chosen from the Hall of Valor will be given the Holy Grail as Servants.

Swordsman "Saber" (Takeuchi face, sword light cannon)

Lancer "Lancer" (Lucky E, Self-stabbing)

Archer "Archer" (close-combat hanging force, archer without bow series)

Cavalry "Rider" (this one seems to have nothing to spit out, Wang Zhongwang ham sausage?)

Magician "Caster"

Assassin "Assassin" (gymnastics group, sexy Hassan online shame)

Berserker "Berserker" (except for being brainless, this group seems to be normal)

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and sometimes a supernumerary class may suddenly appear, such as the adjudicator "Ruler" (black whistle) and the like.

The selected magicians must sign a contract with one of the seven classes of servants and prove that they are the most suitable person to obtain the Holy Grail.

In other words, a magician must prove himself the strongest by eliminating other magicians.

After all, there is only one Holy Grail, and a wish can only be granted once.

Since everyone wants it and there is no possibility of peace talks, the only way to do it is to kill other evil plotters.