Star God Ruler of the Moon

You really underestimate yourself, a great magician who has been around for almost 500 years! ?

The old man of the mountain looked at Matou Zouken, who was wearing an ultramarine and dark gray kimono and was holding a wooden walking stick.

He was bald, his limbs were as thin as a mummy, and his sunken eye sockets revealed hale and hearty eyes. He was short and hunchbacked.

That's right, a normal person can't do such a heartless and insane thing as feeding a cute and soft little loli to bugs.

Obviously, the person in front of him has completely decayed from body to soul, both inside and outside.

"Are you a criminal who intends to kill my contracter?"

The old man of the mountain said that there was a trace of red light in the blue eye sockets on the skull mask.

"Oh?"

When Jiantong Zouyan heard it, he smiled evilly.

"Heroic Spirit, I suggest that you give up the contract with the old man and granddaughter, and then accept my transformation."

Matou Zouken, who was questioned by the old man of the mountain, found that this hero's self-awareness seemed a little too strong, so he prepared to use force to subdue him and transform him into a shadow follower who can be driven.

"You have to know, this is the home of the old man. Here, I am no weaker than a heroic spirit!"

The old man of the mountain was stunned for a moment, he couldn't remember how many years it had been since no one dared to speak such wild words in front of him.

"Hey -! Hey -! Hey -!"

The melodious sound of the evening bell echoed in the ears of the old man on the mountain, and Wang Hassan's momentum changed drastically in an instant. A thin gray dead air permeated the basement, bringing the breath of hell.

"Listen clearly, the evening bell has revealed your name."

From the moment Matou Zouken revealed his intentions, his destiny facing the man of the mountain has been doomed and cannot be changed.

"Matou Zouken? No, Magiri Zorgen?"

Matou Zouken's movements froze in place, his pupils sunken in his eye sockets widened, and a sense of death rushed over his face, which was exactly what he feared the most.

"You, how do you know that name!?"

However, the old man of the mountain did not respond to this question, and the deadly god of death with a big sword walked towards him with slow but firm steps.

"Buzzing-"

In a hurry, Matou Zouken manipulated the bugs in the basement to condense into a storm and sweep towards Wang Hassan. Driven by the bug manipulator, all kinds of dense bugs launched a life-sacrificing attack.

If an ordinary Heroic Spirit faced the terrifying swarm of insects, it was possible that they would be crushed by numbers, exhausted due to being outnumbered, and finally defeated miserably.

But Matou Zouken obviously miscalculated. Although the old man of the mountain is not well-known because he never responds to the call of the Holy Grail, it does not mean that he is weak.

The man on the mountain stared with scarlet eyes, and before the swarm touched King Hassan's armor, they fell to the ground in a crash, and were buried in the dead air and ghost fire.

"Hmph! What did the obsession with pursuing longevity achieve in the end? The decay of the soul and the sinking of ideals?"

The deep voice of the old man of the mountain echoed in the empty basement, and the questioning words pierced Matou Zouken's heart like a sharp sword, and also recalled some long-forgotten memories in him.

"You, why do you know this!? I, I am..."

500 years ago, there lived a young magician named Machry Zorgen.

He dreams of becoming a partner of justice, and has an ambition that is too great to be realized-to destroy all evil.

In other words, it is to eliminate the 'crime karma' cherished by human beings.

Maqili Zorgen has devoted most of his life to this, but as time goes on, he feels that the distance from achieving this great cause is getting farther and farther away. He is very unwilling but helpless.

After a lot of research and verification, Maqili Zorgen believes that only by reaching the root can it be possible to realize his ambition and truly save all mankind.

300 years ago, for his impossible ideal, Maqili Zorgen came to the artificial house built by the disciples of the third magician—"Einzbern" with his last hope .

He hit it off with the "Second Magician's Disciple" Tohsaka Nagato and the "Winter Maiden" Justisa Lizleich von Einzbern due to their respective reasons, and named him in Fuyuki City. The ritual of the 'Cup of Heaven' was constructed.

Therefore, Einzbern, Tohsaka, and Matou are called the "founding three royal families".

The Holy Grail War can only be held every 60 years because of the need to accumulate magic power. The first three ceremonies all failed due to various reasons.

However, Maqili Zorgen was on the verge of running out of fuel. He hated his decaying soul and body, but he didn't want to die without accomplishing anything, which became an obsession over time.

In order to usher in the day when he will take back the Holy Grail, Maqili Zorgen turns himself into a worm and parasitizes others to prolong his life.

The long time has corroded this man's soul, causing him to completely fall into the abyss of sinking.

His desire for the Holy Grail has shifted, from accomplishing great deeds to seeking longevity. That great ideal has obviously disappeared from the spirit of the Maqili family.

From a pioneer who voluntarily sacrificed himself to save the world, to a monster alien who devoured the lives of innocent people, it is really sad but not worthy of a pitiful life.

The old man of the mountain slowly came to Matou Zouyan, facing the horror of the dead monarch made the insects instinctively hibernate, and Matou Zouyan lost control of his body.

The big black sword stained with blood was raised, entwined with the fire of the soul that could burn the soul, the sound of the evening bell was played more and more intensely, and snow-white feathers fell from midair.

"Idiot - hand over your head!"

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Chapter 7 The Beginning of the Oath

Matou Zouken, dead.

Although his body is entirely composed of worms, as long as the soul in the brain worm is not a problem, it can regenerate infinitely.

However, he still died under the knife of the old man of the mountain.

The evening bell echoing in the air was aimed at Zouken Matou's decayed soul from the very beginning, not his body.

And with the man of the mountain's experience so rich that it can be called an encyclopedia, how can he not see through the reality of Matou Zouyan at a glance?

What's more, King Hassan really couldn't understand the characteristics of such alien species very well.

Because in the distant past, he had had forty companions of various alien species and a huge guild composed of alien species.

Needless to say, the worm cellar of Zouken Matou really reminded the man of the mountain of the room of Lord Terror on the second floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the place known as the 'worst stronghold'.

"Grandpa Shan Weng..."

Matou Sakura's calling made Wang Hassan escape from his memories, and he looked at the little girl who had moved to his side.

"What is it? Contractor."

"Next, what are you going to do next?"

Matou Ying's tone was full of bewilderment about the future. She was originally just a little girl who could act like a baby to her mother and sister without any worries, but she has undergone major changes one after another in the past few days.

First, he was adopted by his father Tosaka Tokiomi to the Matou family, and then thrown into the insect cellar by Matou Zouyan.

If her heart was not strong enough, the young Matou Sakura would have suffered a nervous breakdown and closed herself off.

"Contractor, how much do you know about the Holy Grail War?"

Although the old man of the mountain recognized Matou Sakura's qualifications as his master, he had doubts about whether she could take on this important task. After all, she was only a six-year-old child.

Matou Sakura raised her right hand, and at some point on the back of her smooth little hand, a delicate scarlet tattoo appeared. It was a big sword with two wings.

"Although I don't know what's going on, there seems to be a lot of things in my head. Yes, it should be the Holy Grail War that grandpa said, and I seem to have heard similar words in my previous home."

"Oh? Can human beings' restraint handle this kind of thing well? It seems that I am worrying too much."

The old man of the mountain nodded his head as if he understood, and finally asked:

"The contractor, tell me. Are you ready to step on the battlefield? Even if you die, you will have no regrets!"

The heavy pressure was placed on Matou Sakura's tender shoulders, which made her silent for a while, but the little girl was not shaken in the slightest by the question and answer of facing life and death.

"No, it's okay. Although Sakura doesn't know much about preparation and awakening, Sakura knows!"

"Grandpa will protect Sakura! Grandpa will definitely not let Sakura suffer any harm!!"

"Because, because grandpa is the strongest!!!"

The words Matou Sakura suddenly shouted shocked the old man, and then the old man laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha—promise! Master and servant are the exchange of missions. Since the contractor trusts me so much, then my sword will surely become your vanguard, and my shield will surely become your guardian!"

"I swear here: Although the Holy Grail has been destroyed and cannot be taken back, the glory of victory in this Holy Grail War will surely be added to you!"

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As we all know, the servant and the master can act separately, because the contract between the two is not restricted by distance.

No matter how far apart, the command spell of the master can control the servant, and even break through the limitation of space at the cost of the command spell to summon the servant to him in an instant.

Similarly, the supply of mana to servants will continue as long as the master does not fall into a state of unconsciousness or exhaustion of mana.

In this way, whether the master and the servant should fight together as companions and partners is a question that needs to be carefully considered.

As a magician, the master is likely to be buried by the aftermath of the battle if he is not paying attention in the Holy Grail War, which can be called a fight between gods, and may even be attacked by other servants.

Those who like to do this kind of work the most are the servants of the assassin job. These ghosts hiding in the dark have been the nightmare that hangs over the heads of all masters since the first Holy Grail War.

Although Assassin's frontal combat power is the weakest among the seven cavalry servants, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. Unless the master's strength is also a monster-like existence, it is better to hide obediently.

However, in various battle situations that require careful judgment, the master cannot entrust all the judgments to the servants.

Because these heroes from ancient and modern history have their own unique personalities and ways of doing things, it is very likely that the fleeting opportunity was missed because of some very stupid reasons in the eyes of the master.

Therefore, it is necessary for the master to stay at the scene of the battle no matter what, as the command tower to command the servants to fight.

After several days of being together after the summoning, Artoria and Irisviel not only deepened their understanding of each other, but also developed respect for each other.

Irisviel, who had never left the house as the eldest daughter of the Einzbern family since birth, seemed to be a pure princess who lived in the castle in Artoria's time and knew nothing about the world.

And those who are suitable for a princess are usually noble knights and excellent princes, and Arturia just has these two points.

Therefore, when Emiya Kiritsugu asked his wife Irisviel to be the 'Acting Master', Arturia agreed without much hesitation.

The unpopular King of Knights is also very distressed about how to deal with the relationship with the master, Emiya Kiritsugu. She realizes that if she wants to better display her combat effectiveness, then Irisviel, who is in harmony with her, is obviously more suitable as the master.

In this way, Artoria swore allegiance to Irisviel with the knight's etiquette.

On the day before the official Holy Grail War, the city of Einzbern, which is perennially blizzard-ridden, was liberated from the blizzard for a long time.

Although the thick clouds still haven't dissipated, the golden sunlight unyieldingly reveals its existence, embellishing the silver-covered land through the thin gaps between the clouds.

On this day, a father and daughter were laughing and playing on the snow.

This father is Emiya Kiritsugu, a ruthless man known as the 'Magician Killer' by outsiders.

And the other little girl wearing a purple high hat, wearing a purple winter coat, and snow boots is his and Irisviel's daughter, Ilyasviel von Einzbern.

On a sunny day like today, no matter how busy and tired Emiya Kiritsugu was, he would try his best to squeeze out time to accompany Eliasviel for a walk in the winter forest.

Because the Holy Grail War is about to start, he wants to spend a little more time with his beloved daughter before this war comes.

Seeing Illya happily running and cheering on the snow, a smile appeared on Emiya Kiritsugu's stiff face.

"Illya, be careful, don't fall!"

"It's okay, I'm no longer a kid who can wrestle while walking." Ilya responded in a coquettish tone.

Looking at the Master who was playing with her daughter, Artoria also realized a different side of Emiya Kiritsugu.

"What's wrong? Saber?"

Alice Viel, who was enjoying afternoon tea sitting across the table, noticed the change in Arturia's expression.

"Ah, it's nothing. I'm just a little surprised. I didn't expect Master to have such a side."

"Ah? You said Kiritsugu! Hehe, he, don't look at him being very indifferent to you. In fact, he is a good husband and a good father!"

"Then what kind of character is the Master in Irisviel's eyes?"

"As my husband's guide, someone who gives meaning to my life. But Saber shouldn't be listening to those words, right?"

Arturia nodded, what she wanted to know was not Irisviel's subjective side, but more about the other side of Emiya Kiritsugu that she didn't know.

The knight girl is trying to find an entry point for herself to identify with Emiya Kiritsugu, so that she can understand the thoughts of the Master, but unfortunately the thinking circuits of the two are not on the same channel until now.