Star God Ruler of the Moon

Fuyuki City, Matou House.

The figure of the old man of the mountain quietly appeared at the door of the house, accompanied by a few traces of faint blue fire.

Since he didn't really die, he couldn't transform into a spirit body, so he still needs to go through the door when he usually goes in and out.

Of course, it is also possible to directly demolish the wall with a big sword, but that is something that will only be done when there is a door-to-door assassination.

For his own stronghold, the old man of the mountain is not so violent.

It was past two o'clock in the morning, and when I went out for a walk tonight, I accidentally saw the first battle that started the Holy Grail War.

No, it's not even a battle, it can only be called a farce.

"It seems that if there is a chance, I have to talk to the old people in the mountains of all generations, a group of idiots who have shamed me."

It's a pity that the job agency he came to this time was Berserker, otherwise he really wanted the other six servants to learn about the unparalleled style of assassination.

Wang Hassan murmured and stretched out his hand to push open the door in front of him, and then a small figure in pajamas appeared in front of his eyes, as if waiting for his return.

Looking at Matou Sakura, who was sitting on the porch with her hands folded on her knees, who was precariously sleepy, the old man of the mountain stepped forward and asked slowly, "Contractor, are you still asleep?"

"Ah, grandpa, you are back."

Matou Sakura who was awakened rubbed her eyes with her small hands, got up from the ground and hugged the mountain man's arm, her little face was filled with a happy smile, and her purple eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"Well, don't worry, Contractor."

Shanzhiweng touched Sakura's little head with his left hand to comfort him, he could feel the little guy's attachment to him, as if only in this way could she feel safe.

This is normal, after all, I experienced such a terrible thing the day before yesterday, and the remaining psychological shadow can only be slowly washed away by time.

"Go and rest, I will always guard by your side."

Matou Sakura nodded when she heard the words, but stood on the spot with a look of hesitation, pinching the corner of the nightgown with her small hands, as if she was entangled in something.

"Contractors, don't be shy, just speak up."

Under Wang Hassan's kind encouragement, Matou Ying finally spoke out what she was worried about.

"Grandpa, there's nothing to eat at home. In the evening, I washed and gnawed the last two big radishes..."

Hearing Matou Sakura's coy words, the old man of the mountain realized the problem he had inadvertently ignored.

Diet, how long has this been a forgotten word?

The old man of the mountain could not even remember the last time he ate, or what he ate, because it was too long ago.

Unlike him who is an undead, Matou Sakura still needs to take in these essential amino acids and carbohydrates and other nutrients, not to mention that the six or seven-year-old girl is still growing her body.

The original servants of the Matou family were dismissed in advance by the dead Matou Zouyan, and now there are only two people in the entire Matou house, the old man of the mountain and Matou Sakura.

Well, although Sakura seems to be good at cooking in the future, but now she is only six years old, whether she can even go to the stove is a problem.

As for cooking, Wang Hassan said that he is not very good at this, except to use the epee as a kitchen knife to show off his superb knife skills.

"Contractor, I was negligent."

The old man of the mountain graciously admitted his mistakes, and then began to think about solutions, but in the 90s and [-]s, the food delivery industry seems to be not so developed.

Moreover, even going out for daily purchases would be a problem. The contractor was still young, and he couldn't casually appear in front of ordinary people in this attire.

Among the modern knowledge given to the Old Man of the Mountain by the Holy Grail War, one is called controlling knives, and the great sword in his hand obviously meets this standard very well.

Recruiting new servants is the easiest solution, but now is the period of the Holy Grail War, and the affairs of the mysterious world cannot be known casually by ordinary people.

Moreover, the man on the mountain is unwilling to involve innocent people, that is against the will of God.

"Except for recruiting new servants, that's the only way to do it."

After sending Matou Sakura back to the room and watching her fall into a deep sleep, the man of the mountain came to the basement of Matou's house again.

Compared with the sea of ​​insects in the cellar the day before yesterday, the basement that had been cleaned by Minghuo was obviously much cleaner and tidy now.

A strange rune sword was slowly pulled out from the scabbard at the waist by the old man of the mountain, and the magic power injected into it bloomed an ice blue brilliance.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, exhaling into frost, and the entire basement was covered in ice.

The old man of the mountain inserted the rune sword into the ground, and a complex magic circle was formed, from which a huge golden staff slowly emerged.

There are seven snakes wrapped around the staff, and in the mouth of the struggling snakes, each holds a gemstone of a different color. The material of the handle is like a crystal clear crystal, emitting blue light.

The Mountain Man stretched out his hand to hold the staff of Ainz Ooal Gown floating in front of him, and issued the king's will with an endlessly majestic voice.

"In the name of Ainz Ooal Gown, who once served the Supreme Being, come before my imperial court!"

As the words fell, the gemstone on the staff flashed a brilliance, and the magic circle on the ground expanded two or three times in response, and two respectful figures kneeling on one knee flashed out.

"Sebas Tian/Qia Renina Veron, see our greatest ruler, His Majesty Ainz Ooal Kung."

The old man of the mountain looked at the old man dressed as a housekeeper and the girl dressed as a maid in front of him and nodded. They were all veteran figures trusted by the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

"Well, Sebastian and Tiare are following orders, it's better to call me the man of the mountain here."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Weng of the Mountain." X2

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In a residential house near the outskirts of Fuyuki City, Weber suddenly opened his eyes, recalling the images sent back from the familiar that he arranged near Tohsaka's house just now, he was very shocked.

"Assassin, he was killed just like that? Dead!?"

For the first time, the cruelty of the Holy Grail War was nakedly displayed in front of Weber Velvet.

The lying corpse and the thick blood are no longer a false scene in the movie, but it really means the loss of a life.

This panicked Weber, who hadn't grown up yet. After all, he was still a young boy who hadn't seen blood, and he wasn't the battle-hardened overworked military strategist in the future.

"Hey, Rider. Things have changed. The Assassin's servant was killed by Archer with one blow!"

Faced with Weber's pushing and calling, the King of Conquerors still lay on his side on the tatami mat, resting his head on his arms and watching the TV screen earnestly, without any intention of answering his Master.

It was useless for Waver to worry about Rider's slumped attitude with no self-motivation.

Because although the two signed a master-slave contract, the weak Weber was still the weak side in front of the stalwart King of Conquerors.

Maybe it's because the height gap between the two is too big?

Weber thought of the day when he first summoned the King of Conquerors, the giant man reminded himself that his desire to prove himself to get a fair evaluation was too narrow and small.

He also said that instead of fulfilling this wish, it would be better to use the Holy Grail to grow thirty centimeters taller first.

At that time, Weber was almost so angry that he wanted to use the Command Seal, but the remaining calm kept him from going berserk, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Then there is the issue of astralization. Originally, in order to save mana, Weber had ordered Rider to hide in a state of astral when it was not necessary, but he was refused.

However, the longer the servant materialization lasts, the more magic power the master will waste to maintain the existence of the servant.

Especially for a giant with the size of Iskandar, it consumes even more mana.

Of course, the above two points were not what Weber could bear the most.

Because what he didn't understand the most was that after wasting so much mana, none of what Rider did was related to the Holy Grail War!

Don't go to investigate the enemy's situation, don't take precautions against possible attacks, except to sleep in the house and watch rented DVDs...

Did you come to fight the Holy Grail War, or did you escape from the Hall of Valor for a seven-day and six-night vacation?

The excitement that Weber felt that he had drawn the ace suddenly disappeared, and the admiration he once had for Alexander the Great in history also disappeared.

Ever since he summoned Rider, Waver has been getting stomachaches from his wanton behavior.

If things go on like this, even if he can successfully obtain the Holy Grail, Weber feels that he will be so angry that he will suffer from stomach ulcers for life.

But the holy grail war that should be carried on still has to continue, so he, the master, has to deal with these affairs that need to be prepared. (Overtime Internship.JPG)

"Hey, Rider! Assassin has already been killed, and the Holy Grail War will officially begin tonight. I think this is a good start."

Weber analyzed the situation on his own. Of course, the reason why he thinks that the start is good is not because of the game law of "killing cavalry", but because after Assassin is killed, he, the master who has no self-protection ability, can temporarily breathe a sigh of relief. up.

Weber knew very well that his servants belonged to the type with strong frontal combat power, and if there was no way to defeat such an enemy, then others would inevitably use their brains a little bit.

The most likely one is to find an opportunity to assassinate him, the Master, and the most capable assassin in this Holy Grail War is the servant of the Assassin job agency, which is a big threat to Weber.

As for other servants, the three major knights may be more troublesome to deal with.

Caster, whose combat power is slightly stronger than Assassin, can be ignored, and Berserker, who only has brute force, is even less worth mentioning.

Rider, who was listening to Waver rambling in his ear, was finally annoyed, he turned his body to look at his Master with great reluctance.

"Boy, what kind of thing is an Assassin? It's just an incompetent rat hiding in a dark place, so why should I pay attention to it?"

Waver was choked speechless by Iskandar's questioning voice, and he obviously admitted that compared to a hero like Rider, Assassin is really nothing to mention.

"It's normal for a job like this with the weakest frontal combat power to be killed by Archer, one of the three major knight jobs. Why should you be so surprised?"

ps: Yesterday's financial statement (recommendation ticket 270, monthly ticket 6, blade 3)

ps: Please ask for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, reward blades and post book reviews!I have already applied for a contract for Feimeng, and it depends on whether Sister Longan has given it to me. Whether I can successfully get this contract to support Feimeng depends on how many votes you get! (Sound of longing for tickets)

ps: Sebastian will not take the initiative to participate in the Holy Grail War, please rest assured that although there are random intrusions, the reasons given by Waste Dream are still very reasonable.

Chapter 13 kicks off the Holy Grail War

The stars are far away, the moonlight is fading, and a red sun rises in the east.

The sky began to light up, and the street lights in Fuyuki City were also turned off. The number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, and a new day began.

Matou Sakura dazedly opened her sleepy eyes, the little girl sat up and looked around the bedroom to find a figure that made her feel at ease.

The old man of the mountain stands in front of the window like a sculpture, with his back to the house looking at the rising sun.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning light sprinkled on his body, coating the jet-black heavy armor with a faint golden layer.

Although the battle armor covered with barbs and spikes is so ferocious, and even the corners are still stained with dried blood, but in the eyes of others, this scene is so solemn and solemn, like a holy watchman.

"Good morning, Grandpa."

Matou Sakura climbed down from the bed, stepped on the floor with a pair of bare feet, ran to the side of the old man of the mountain, and said good morning obediently.

Cute girls who are sensible and polite are always attractive, and this applies to all age groups such as loli, otome and Yujie.

Sakura was born in the Tohsaka family whose family motto is elegance. Even though she changed her surname to Matou now, the habits she had developed since she was a child have not been forgotten.

Hearing Sakura's soft voice, the old man of the mountain turned his eyes away from the sun and looked at Matou Sakura, who put a pair of small hands behind her back and tried to raise her small head.

"Oh, Contractor, did you sleep soundly last night?"

Hearing Wang Hassan's question, Sakura responded with a smile: "Of course, I don't have nightmares anymore, it's all because of Grandpa by my side."

The old man of the mountain nodded, not surprised at all.

Although the effect of the third-level magic 'spiritual comfort' is not strong, it is enough to deal with Sakura's situation.

"Contractor, you should be hungry, right? Sebastian, where are you?"

Following Wang Hassan's call, there was a clear and rhythmic knock on the door, and Matou Sakura looked over curiously.

After the door was pushed open, a white-haired old man in a decent black and white deacon uniform walked in.

Matou Sakura, who was shy, subconsciously hid behind the old man of the mountain, grabbed the old man's armor with both hands, poked her head out a little, and looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Sebastian walked in front of Wang Hassan with steps that seemed to be measured by a ruler. He stroked his left chest with his right hand in a white glove, and bowed slightly with his left hand behind his back.

"My lord of the mountain, what orders do you have for summoning your servants?"

"Sebas, I now allow you to temporarily remove the word 'Your Majesty', and behave as a steward treats his master."

"Yes, Lord Weng of the Mountain."

Sebastian responded with another bow and salute without the slightest hesitation or doubt.

"Well, tell Qi Yalei to start preparing breakfast, and then take my contractor to freshen up."

Sebas readily accepted the order, and moved his gaze to the timid Matou Sakura, with a trace of scrutiny and caution, after all, this is the existence that can sign a contract with the great Supreme Being.

Seeing Sebas's sharp and steady gaze, Sakura couldn't help moving her body behind the mountain man, and clenched her little hand holding the armor a little bit.

Although she was very lively and cheerful in front of the old man of the mountain, Matou Sakura still did not let go of her vigilance and defense against the world.

Sebastian, on the other hand, had already heard about Matou Sakura's tragic experience from Wang Hassan, so he was not surprised by the little girl's attitude.

"Miss looks a little shy, but it doesn't matter, the loyalty of this body has long been dedicated to the old man of the mountain."

As Sebas said, he took two steps forward, bent his knees, and put his right hand in front of Matou Sakura.