Star God Ruler of the Moon

"Thus, for a young lady who can sign a contract with an adult, I will also maintain the same loyalty, and learning how to get along and communicate with strangers is also a very necessary ability."

Matou Sakura glanced at Sebas and then looked up at the mountain man, as if seeking confirmation.

After seeing the old man nodding his head, she hesitated for a while, and finally stretched out her little hand cautiously, and put it on Sebas's big hand.

"Very well, it's important to take the first step, Missy did a great job."

Under the leadership of Sebastian, Matou Sakura obediently left the bedroom, although she didn't seem to want to leave Wang Hassan's side for too long.

Meanwhile, Fuyuki City Airport.

After a journey of more than ten hours, Artoria and Irisvier, who came by plane from far away Germany, had just stepped off the plane.

One of them was wearing a white winter coat, and the other was wearing a black suit. They walked together to form a beautiful landscape.

Meanwhile, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was supposed to be traveling with him, arrived in Fuyuki City yesterday, and joined his assistant Maiya Kudon.

If they didn't know about the existence of Emiya Kiritsugu, then among all the teams participating in the Holy Grail War, the Einzbern team definitely seemed to have the biggest hearts.

Although he is one of the three royal families, Einzbern is not a coward like Tohsaka and Matou, and it is difficult to know all aspects of Fuyuki like the palm of his hand.

Under such unfavorable conditions, they were able to arrive at the battlefield in the morning when the Holy Grail War had already begun. What is the difference between this and announcing that they had given up victory?

Even Kenneth, who is located farther away from the British Clock Tower, rushed to Fuyuki City yesterday afternoon and checked into the largest Fuyuki Hotel in the area.

The wealthy Kenneth used it as a stronghold to occupy the entire top floor, and set up various magical defensive enchantments and attack traps in the corridors and every room.

Director Kenneth, known as a genius, did not lose his reputation at all, and he did not hesitate at all when using expensive magic materials.

After some arrangement, although the overall defense level is not as good as that of the Tohsaka family and the Matou family, it can still be called a 'fortress level'.

The daytime is cheerful, and the air in Fuyuki City is not so oppressive yet.

A total of seven riders have restrained their own magic power fluctuations, and none of them will deliberately provocatively provocative.

This is the rule that everyone has silently observed since the beginning of the Holy Grail War, and the affairs of the mysterious world must not be easily revealed to ordinary people.

If someone accidentally saw the Holy Grail War taking place, they would either be arrested and have their memory erased, or they would be directly killed and silenced.

Therefore, during the busiest time in human society like daytime, it is simply not suitable for servants whose destructive power is no different from missiles to find a place to fight.

That may attract the attention of some people (reporters) who are overly curious, and it will be a lot of fun if it is reported by a guy who is not open-eyed and wants to make a big news.

As the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, the Church of the Holy Church's biggest role is to find a way for the master and servants who have stabbed the basket, and to deal with the damage caused by the battle and cover it up.

Therefore, presumably in the next seven days, there will be reports of gas explosions, natural gas explosions, and even meteorites falling on the news in Fuyuki City every day.

Well, that's right, Fuyuki City is still so flat today.

The day is always busy and short, and while Artoria and Irisviel are eating, eating, and playing like a vacation, the time has come to eight or nine o'clock at night.

The two who were watching the sea by the sea had just finished revealing their hearts to each other when they felt a powerful wave of magical power suddenly erupt somewhere in Fuyuki City.

Finally, a master and a servant couldn't help jumping out lonely, and opened the curtain of the Holy Grail War.

Sitting in the living room of the Matou family's house, the old man of the mountain suddenly opened his eyes. The dark blue fire flashed in the eye sockets of the skull mask, and his whole body exuded an abyss-like aura.

"Grandpa, is the Holy Grail War about to start?"

Sakura Matou, who was sitting next to her, asked aloud, she who had already activated the magic circuit also felt the strong fluctuation of magic power just now.

"That's right, Contractor."

The old man of the mountain stood up, picked up the great sword that had been left aside, and prepared to go to the battlefield.

If he hadn't heard the guidance of the bell, he would have cut down all the followers in one night, putting an end to this farce that shouldn't have existed.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, do you want to go with Sakura? After all, I am also one of the participants, and I want to help Grandpa."

Matou Ying stretched out her left hand and grabbed the hem of Wang Hassan's clothes, raised her right hand to reveal the Command Seal, her little face was very determined.

"Oh? I didn't expect my contractor to have such awareness and courage. I really feel gratified and proud."

The old man of the mountain was taken aback when he heard the words, then he put his hand on Sakura's head and touched it, and he readily agreed.

"Sure. But for safety reasons, you still have to wear this 'crystal protection' on your body."

Matou Sakura took the red crystal necklace handed over by the old man and put it on her neck. It was a very delicate and beautiful necklace, which the girl cherished and liked very much.

This krypton gold item from the Great Tomb of Nazarick has the ability to defend against ten times of attacking magic below the fifth level.

After the destructive power is converted, the effect of the fifth-order magic is equivalent to a missile bombing in the technological world.

This level of treasure is enough for Matou Sakura to use for self-protection, and if someone really dares to assassinate his contractor in front of the old man of the mountain.

Ha ha.

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Chapter 14 King Hassan: Panel?I fill in whatever I want

Fuyuki City, among the containers at the pier.

At this moment, one is holding two brushes...

No, it was the handsome man with two gun-like weapons who was wantonly releasing the huge fluctuations of his magic power as a servant, looking forward to a qualified opponent to come to fight.

Diarmuid Odina is undoubtedly in high spirits now.

Not only because he was able to be active again on the battlefield as an outstanding fighter, but also because he had the opportunity to make up for his regrets and realize his wishes.

Dedicate your loyalty to the new lord, win the victory and take back the Holy Grail for the lord!

Although Diarmuid regretted that he did not come as the strongest 'Saber' job, but he was confident that with his unparalleled martial arts control of two guns, he could not lose to the heroes of other jobs.

"Who will be the first to come? Is it Saber or Archer, who are also the three major knights? Or will it be Rider?"

"Assassin is dead, someone like Caster who is weaker in frontal combat will definitely not show up rashly, and Berserker who has lost his mind is more likely to not understand the meaning of the challenge."

"Thinking about it this way, it's really an honor to be able to fight against one of the strongest people in this Holy Grail War at the very beginning!"

Then, Diarmuid saw the first opponent who came after he handed out the challenge letter.

From the dark shadow ahead, accompanied by the shaking sound of 'Kaka' armor, a master-slave combination that looked a bit weird walked out slowly.

A burly warrior with a jet-black sword and a barbed giant shield, and a purple-haired little girl whose height just reached the warrior's knees.

It was the Berserker Mountain Man and his master Matou Sakura in this Holy Grail War, who directly used the transfer magic to rush on the road, and they arrived earlier than the Saber team who were closer to the pier.

Diarmuid showed hesitation, and carefully observed the two figures with great differences, one tall and one short, with eagle-like sharp eyes.

When he saw the Command Seal on the back of the little girl's right hand, he was convinced that she was indeed one of the participants in the Holy Grail War and his enemy.

"Looking at this blood-stained sword, it seems that it might be Saber."

While Diarmuid was observing the other party, Yamanoo and Matou Sakura were also observing this guy who could tell at a glance that the job agent was a spearman.

"Huh? Charming magic?"

The old man of the mountain frowned slightly, but he was relieved when he found out that the opponent did not release this kind of magic intentionally, but his natural ability.

charm?

That kind of low-level stuff is a joke to him who stands above the realm.

Just when the old man of the mountain chose to forgive Diarmuid's rudeness in his heart, Matou Sakura who was standing beside him blinked and looked at the tall and straight Diarmuid, and could not help sighing subconsciously:

"Wow, what a handsome and handsome uncle, just like a star on TV."

Hearing that there was a crossroads on his forehead, the old man of the mountain looked at Diarmuid with unkind eyes, and there was already a faint red light in his blue eyes.

Diarmuid, who was originally carrying a long gun in a carefree posture, trembled for a moment, as if he had fallen into a cold ice cellar, and the fighting instinct that had been carved into his bone marrow commanded his body to move.

The short yellow spear was held firmly in his hand as he spun around, and the long red spear was placed horizontally in front of him, instinctively putting on his most defensive posture.

But even so, the alarm bell in Diarmuid's heart was still ringing crazily, and the chill that seemed to be stared at by the god of death told him——

The next moment is the time of his inescapable death.

"Hey—!"

The man on the mountain seemed to have heard the first sound of the evening bell echoing in his ears. It seemed that the man in front of him had his destiny.

In other words, it can be cut.

The dark blue fire began to spread from the foot of the mountain old man, and the gray breath of death permeated the air, and the angel of death was also held tightly in his palm.

Only when the second bell rings, the god of death will take his own steps to bring death.

"However, Sakura still thinks Grandpa's look is more domineering! I also like it more!"

Matou Sakura nodded her head, looking like a good granddaughter who is only a grandfather in this world, causing the reverberating evening bell to quietly dissipate.

"Ah."

The old man of the mountain nodded slightly calmly, as if he was very satisfied with Matou Sakura's words.

"Hu...hu...hu..."

Diarmuid panted heavily, and the sudden alarm in his heart was lifted without warning.

He quietly glanced at the surrounding containers with his eyes, focusing on the places where he could hide.

"Could it be that some servants were secretly preparing to launch a sneak attack on me just now? Is it Archer? Or Caster?"

After some vigilance to no avail, Diarmuid turned his attention back to the old man of the mountain. After all, this hideous-looking heavy armored swordsman does not look like a good opponent.

"I'm very sorry, because of the order of the lord, I can't name the opponent who is about to fight to the death. I hope you understand."

"It doesn't matter, this body is already a ghostly ghost, and the name is meaningless to me."

The old man of the mountain took two steps forward, and the dark fire in the eye sockets of the skull mask suddenly rose, and he inserted the giant shield heavily on the ground, making a loud bang.

"May I ask, are you a warrior who intends to challenge me?"

"Exactly!"

Diarmuid waved his two guns with both hands and changed his stance, from pure defense to aggressive attack, with one long and one short guns all pointing at the man of the mountain.

"I have been walking in this city for a day today, but no one dares to come out to fight. You are my first opponent this time."

"Then let's fight, this should also be your expectation."

The old man of the mountain didn't intend to continue talking nonsense, so he picked up his shield and walked towards Diarmuiduo step by step.

Facing the heavy oppression of the old man on the mountain, Diarmuid did not dare to be careless. He stood in place with a spear and did not take the initiative to attack first, trying to find the opponent's flaws.

As a warrior, Diarmuid can hold his breath steadily, but it doesn't mean that his Master Kenneth can wait patiently.

What's more, as the master, Kenneth still has the ability to see the numerical panels of other servants, which makes him even more intolerable for Diarmuid's behavior.

Just as Diarmuid settled down to prepare for the next fierce battle, Kenneth's voice rang in his mind.

"Lancer! What the hell are you doing? Are you afraid of war? Are all those loyal words before empty words?"

Facing the lord's question, Diarmuid responded calmly:

"Please believe me, my lord. Diarmuid Odina's loyalty is absolutely not mixed with any extra moisture. Although the opponent is difficult to deal with, please enjoy this unparalleled martial arts from now on!"

"Since that's the case, what are you hesitating about, Lancer? The servant standing opposite you has only D in all attributes except C in durability, and only E in magic power and luck!"

"A servant like this who is trash and not in the first place, why do you waste so much time? What is this if it's not cowardice?"

Hearing Kenneth's roar in his mind, Diarmuid was obviously stunned for a moment, and fixed his sharp eyes on the mountain old man who was walking towards him.

Just this burly body, ferocious battle armor, thick sword and giant shield, and that terrifying face with a skull mask.

Ren he never thought that the other party's strength would be only a little bit what the lord said. Could it be that this is really just a liar follower who looks very powerful but is actually a parallel importer?

Diarmuid didn't want to believe it, but the lord's words were unquestionable, and there was no possibility of deceiving him.

Then this most unlikely possibility was finally believed by Diarmuid. The guy who came to the door to challenge the first one in front of him was very weak!

He is so weak that Diarmuid may be able to deal with it within a few seconds, and he is so weak that he may be able to kill him with a spear without needing to liberate the Noble Phantasm.

Thinking of this, Diarmuid's complexion became more and more gloomy, and his fingers holding the two guns turned white.

As Diarmuid, who practiced chivalry to the core, the most unbearable thing is that the duel is tarnished, and the false and powerful deception of the person in front of him cannot be forgiven.

"Let me expose this clown's silly trick and take off the head of you who has polluted the holy duel!"