Star God Ruler of the Moon

Martha tried to touch the Command Seal on her back with her backhand, and asked Joan of Arc's plan.

"Red Fang? Indeed."

"Not only is Karna's behavior unreasonable, but even the Avengers belong to the red side, which makes me a little concerned."

Martha vaguely heard the meaning of Joan of Arc's words, and she couldn't help showing an embarrassing smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and pushed the girl sitting beside her, explaining:

"Well, in fact, the purpose of the Avenger's coming here should be similar to ours. It's a big man's vest, so..."

"So, you have come to look for this king?"

In the city of Tulifas, a cold drink stand on the street.

Alsace, who was dressed normally, sat on the chair under the parasol with his arms folded, looking straight at Joan of Arc and Martha who sat across from him, who seemed a little embarrassed.

After all, when they met yesterday, they were beaten to death, but in the end they found out that the other party might be a potential ally. This is something that everyone would feel uneasy about.

"That's right, we're here to apologize to His Excellency the Old Man of the Mountain, and we also want to exchange information by the way."

Joan of Arc, who was wearing a school uniform, straightened her back, clasped her hands on her thighs, and bowed slightly while speaking to express her apology.

Alsace didn't deny Joan's name, anyway, it doesn't matter which name it is, as long as he knows it's him.

"This king has never received any message of restraint. If there is an assignment of restraint, it should be another identity who descended here."

Alsace briefly recalled the process of being summoned, except for the summon he felt while walking on the space passage, nothing happened.

The old man of the mountain returned directly to Little Garden after separating his clone as a servant, and it was also good luck that Lion Jie Jieli could summon himself.

Because the old man of the mountain who usually stays in the valley of the secluded can't receive any call at all, and will only take action when the task is issued under the restraining force.

Moreover, the old man of the mountain did not leave any traces in the secular world, and his existence was only passed down from generation to generation in the mouths of the descendants of the people of the mountain. There was nothing that could be regarded as a sacred relic at all.

On the way back from another world this time, the Necromancer's call happened to be conveyed to the Old Man of the Mountain, but he only responded to this lucky guy in this way, instead of coming in person.

Crown servants are summoned by the world.

The servants summoned by ordinary people can only be clones of heroic spirits residing in ordinary spirit bases.

But even if a guy who can serve as a crown servant comes into the world with an ordinary spirit foundation, the strength displayed is also crushing.

Because of his strength, he was chosen as the crown.

As for the seven heroic spirits who are serving as crown servants, except for Solomon who sneaked away, only the old man of the mountain is still living outside, and the others are all obediently squatting on the seat of heroic spirits.

Arthas, who can only display the strength of the previous two lives, is not the crown servant, but the man of the mountain who has integrated what he learned in the third life into one.

However, Alsace, who is a clone, has all the memories, so he is still a person in essence, but there are some differences in personality.

Therefore, compared to other heroic spirits holding the crown, the man of the mountain is obviously much more chic.

Because he can split the accumulated strength of the third generation, and use a method similar to one gas to transform the three cleans, so as to go on business trips without violating the rules.

For an adjudicator who has a real name to see through, it is normal to be able to see the truth inside through the vest on the outside, and the old man of the mountain is not surprised by this.

And last night, Joan was only focused on expelling the Avengers, so I have to say that the silly village is quite reckless.

Knowing that the man on the mountain didn't understand the situation, Martha relayed Alaya's words, and Alsace couldn't help expressing emotion after listening slowly.

"Why is it the crisis of human extinction again? Couldn't Alaya change her story?"

However, the restraining power is never aimless, and it also made Alsace's attitude straighten out, analyzing:

"Although it is the Great Holy Grail obtained from Fuyuki, it should not have been polluted. That means the problem is not with the Holy Grail, but with the contestants."

"Your Excellency the Mountain Man, do you mean that someone wants to use the Holy Grail to fulfill their wish to destroy the world?"

Joan of Arc immediately became nervous when she heard the words, but Alsace raised his hand to signal her to be calm, and picked up the iced Coke on the table and took a big sip.

"Although the Holy Grail is a universal wish-making machine, the way it fulfills wishes has nothing to do with good or bad, because its essence is just a simple system."

"It's like if someone made a wish that there would be no more hunger in the world, the Holy Grail might grant that wish by increasing global food production on a massive scale."

"But if someone makes a wish so that there will be no more fights in the world, then the Holy Grail may fulfill the wish by letting mankind perish. If people are gone, there will be no more fights."

Martha understood what Alsace meant when she heard this, that is, the hateful guy who made her have to work overtime is not necessarily a bad guy.

"Is the sad wish of helping the world and saving the people, but in the end it is a quagmire of despair? May the Lord forgive the world."

"That's right, so it's difficult for us to judge who among the fourteen groups of masters and servants wants to realize the unrealistic wish, which will cause the Holy Grail to go berserk."

Alsace tapped his fingers on the back of the chair, and a fleeting killing intent burst out of his blue eyes, and he said firmly:

"The only thing that can be confirmed now is that only the three of us have no desire for the Holy Grail, so the easiest solution is to let everyone else exit and we can get the Holy Grail ourselves."

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ps: Sure enough, the adjudicator cannot escape the fate of being a black whistle, but it is said that the adjudicator is to maintain the justice of the Holy Grail War, but there are no specific written rules. I feel that this is one of the reasons for the adjudicator to be a black whistle.

Chapter 160 Seven Fanxinzi: There is a lion here who seems to be suffering from heat stroke

"However, Your Excellency the Old Man of the Mountain. It was stipulated in the Holy Grail War that the adjudicator cannot take the initiative to intervene."

Joan of Arc did not object to Alsace's simple and crude plan, but she was a little worried about how to carry it out.

"To compete for the Holy Grail itself is against the rules. At that time, the red and black sides may use this as a reason to join forces to eliminate us first."

As soon as Joan finished speaking, before Alsace could reply, she heard Martha say:

"The adjudicator's duty is first to protect the stability of human history, and second to maintain the Holy Grail War."

"In short, our actions certainly do not violate the regulations."

"But the problem is that the current magicians generally don't know the first duty of the adjudicator, and they simply think that its existence is a referee, so the encirclement and suppression mentioned by Joan of Arc may really happen."

Alsace nodded upon hearing this. The only known followers of them are Semiramis, Atalanta, Siegfried and Karna, and the rest are still unknown.

Judging from the Noble Phantasms held by Alsace, he does have the powerful strength to be able to fight against thirteen, but this also depends on the strength level of the opponents.

If he was in the crown position, he really wouldn't care about the number of opponents, but would just ask where the enemies were, and he wouldn't even care about who they were, anyway, after the evening bell rang, it would be a matter of one blow.

Regardless of whether you are invincible golden armor, divine immortality, or how many lives you have, you can forcefully endow it with the concept of death and then chop it at will.

"Then let me achieve the goal of competing for the Holy Grail. The two of you are secretly assisting. The relationship between us cannot be exposed prematurely."

Although the appearance of the eighth-order Avenger will definitely attract the attention and hostility of the audience, Arthas is not afraid of any danger ahead, and the king should go forward.

"Then, we can try to see if we can draw other followers into our side."

"Although I feel that with the pride of the heroes, most of them will choose to betray their Master, but it's worth a try."

Joan of Arc and Martha agreed with Alsace's arrangement, but at the same time there was a quarrel and conflict in the castle of the Thousand Worlds Tree.

"Because of your own stupidity, Gold, you have lost your basic qualifications as a Master, so hand over the Command Seal!"

Danik, whose gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake, held his cane and stared at Fatty Ge, who was wrapped in bandages and slumped on the bed. His eyes seemed to be looking at a large group of non-burnable waste, and he was very angry.

If it weren't for the separation system of 'command spell authority' and 'magic power supply', then last night, my side would have lost the powerful Saber class.

How can Danik not feel angry when he has lost an assassin's servant for no reason and has a serious loss of combat power.

If it wasn't for Gold's presiding over the construction of the artificial artificial house before, and his hard work, Danick would have pulled this fat pig to see how much oil he could squeeze out.

How stupid is it to not even take any self-protection measures when the servants are fighting? Is it true that academic talents are not suitable for the battlefield? (Einzbern was in tears)

Vlad III stood quietly on the armrest behind and watched all this. He supported Danik's decision.

A merit is a merit, and a fault is a fault.

Merits and demerits can indeed offset each other sometimes, but sometimes they cannot offset each other. It all depends on how a good leader weighs and handles.

In the case of Gold, it is fine to balance the merits and demerits to spare his life, but the Command Seal must be handed over. This is the most basic bottom line.

A magician who has lost his magic circuit is no longer a magician, and a person who is completely paralyzed and needs help even in a wheelchair is even less likely to continue to be a master.

Although it is a bit cruel for Gold personally, this is the reality.

Facing Danik's scolding, Gold lay quietly on the bed and looked at the familiar ceiling, his eyes were dull and ashen, and he ignored the usually fearful Patriarch at all.

Seeing this, Danik couldn't help but turn bluer. He drew a sharp knife from his waist and prepared to chop his hand to take the Command Seal, but he had to stop when he took two steps towards the bed.

Siegfried, who had been staying in the house as a spirit body, revealed his real body. His tall and strong body stood in front of Danik and watched him condescendingly, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

After seeing Siegfried's actions, Vlad III couldn't help becoming alert. If the other party really did something, he could save his master Danik as soon as possible.

"Your Excellency Siegfried, what do you mean?"

Although Darnic's attitude towards Gold was very bad, he could temporarily maintain his rationality when facing the servants, knowing that he could not easily offend them.

"This trash is no longer qualified to continue to go to the battlefield with you. He is not a qualified master at all. Do you still remember the humiliation he gave you when all the servants reported their names?"

Faced with Danik's questioning that pierced his heart, Siegfried said that it was impossible for him not to care. Although his emotional expression was not obvious on weekdays, he knew everything clearly in his heart.

Gold also asked about the wish he had entrusted to the Holy Grail, and Siegfried truthfully answered that he was not big enough to use the Holy Grail to achieve something, but he was questioned by the master.

In terms of compatibility, Siegfried and Gold are probably the worst combination of black.

No, there is another unlucky guy who was killed by the fanatic at the beginning, they are the worst.

"I'm sorry, but he's my Master, so I can't just sit back and watch you hurt him."

The words that Siegfried spit out from his mouth were very plain, but they clearly told Danic what he stood for.

No matter how eloquent Danik was, he was silenced by Siegfried's two simple words.

Gold, who was lying dead, turned his head to look at Siegfried's upright back, with complicated emotions brewing in his dim eyes.

During his coma, he had witnessed Siegfried's life in the form of a dream, and finally had a deep understanding of this taciturn dragon slayer.

"Danic, forget it this time."

Vlad III broke the embarrassing atmosphere with his words. Before leaving, he looked back at Siegfried and said:

"This king respects your loyalty, and also admires your noble character. You still need more help in the next battle, and this king looks forward to your wonderful performance."

Siegfried nodded in response, although he didn't pat his chest to promise anything, but the firm look in his eyes made Vlad III feel more at ease and trusting.

And the culprit who caused the Thousand Boundary Tree Family incident, Kuangxinzi, has already discovered his next target at this moment.

In order to hide, she found a deserted cemetery, and at the same time found Mordred and Shijie Jieli who were hiding here.

"A master and a servant? The trap at the door is low-level enough, so don't blame me for taking your lives so easily!"

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Chapter 160 The Eighth Crazy Letter: Ah, It's Sama, the Old Man of the Mountain

Under the slightly dim cemetery, Lion Jie Li was maintaining his combat equipment on a daily basis. This was a good habit he had left behind since he started working as a bounty hunter.

In this world, although it doesn't mean that no one can be trusted, the weapon at hand must be one's most loyal partner.

And it is precisely this kind of good habit that keeps Shijie Jieli from losing the chain in battle, and never loses his life due to some embarrassing small mistakes.

Lion Jie Jieli was concentrating on doing business, but Mordred, who had a lively and active personality, could no longer bear this kind of boring time.

"You shut yourself up here early in the morning, is your mind alright?"

"Hey! Master, how about we go outside for a stroll, okay..."

Mordred, who was lying on his side, was playing with the skull in his hand, and asked Jie Li, the lion, with an increasingly dissatisfied expression.

"No way, the environment here can make our magic power recover faster. After all, we don't know when the battle will happen again."

Lion Jie Jieli suppressed Mordred's little emotions with a very realistic and reasonable sentence, leaving the brat with no excuses to refute.

"It's not a question of whether the magic power is enough, hey!"

"Besides, if it wasn't for that cold guy who misplaced treasures and consumed a lot of mana last night, you wouldn't be short of mana now, would you?"

Mordred leaned close to Lion Jieli and yelled, forcing Lion Jieli, who was cleaning his gun, to temporarily stop what he was doing.

He tilted his head and glanced at the brat who was pouting in anger, and couldn't help but shook his head and explained:

"The Lich King didn't liberate his treasure last night. The huge ritual-like magic seems to be just a normal attack."

"And in fact, it didn't consume much of my magic power. Most of the burden was borne by the king himself."