Roland, become my Noble Phantasm!

Irisviel was at the front, ready to take the two summoned servants to have a cup of warm afternoon tea together. Their family's castle itself was covered with ice and snow all the year round, not to mention that it had already entered winter , Drinking a cup of warm afternoon tea at this time is indeed a very thoughtful suggestion.

Walking in the corridor, Arturia looked at the white snow outside the window, and at the same time set her sights on Aslan again. For Artoria, leaving from the final battlefield, until now, is also It was just a blink of an eye, at least compared to Aslan, there was not too much time between them.

As far as the servant Aslan is concerned, this reunion has indeed been a long time ago.

"I didn't expect to see you here. It's like a miracle. Aslan, after the final battle, you have gone on a long journey. You can tell me about your journey. story?"

The servant Aslan put his hands behind his head. He has already been summoned as a servant, and the distant past is just history. Now he has no need to deliberately alienate this sister, so Aslan The corners of his lips curled up, "I met Mordred during the Holy Grail War in a certain world during my long journey, do you want to hear about her changes?"

Artoria froze for a moment, thinking of that unfilial son, she inevitably felt a little angry, but when she looked back, she was not without fault, did that child change?

Gently nodded, now, she will not have too much inner turmoil due to the past events, listening to the story in Aslan's mouth, the blond girl suddenly stopped her footsteps , those green eyes stared at the blond boy in front of him, "Brother Aslan, the Sword in the Stone also chose you, right?"

Chapter 172: Brother, ascend the throne

I'm not, I'm not, don't guess.

The subconscious servant Aslan almost spit out a series of nonsense. After all, when the Sword in the Stone was mentioned, it was already Aslan's subconscious reaction. The servant Aslan looked at the sister beside him. Wei Wei's eyes widened. If he remembered correctly, the purpose of Artoria's participation in the Holy Grail War was to change the outcome of the king election.

Because she led Britain to destruction, she wanted to go back to the past and let herself give up being the king of Great Britain, so as to choose a king who would be better than her and could make Great Britain better.

So the reason why my younger sister asked me so, couldn't it be that she was targeting herself?Perhaps in the eyes of the blond girl in front of her, the other herself, who was chosen by the Sword of King Selection but did not ascend the throne, is the first choice at present. No matter in terms of strength or other aspects, she is no better than King Arthur is weak.

What's more, in the battle against my cheap father, when I supported him, I did win some people's hearts. Even after he left Great Britain, many people still cared about his safety and whereabouts. Things, Artoria must know, this means that her cousin understands that she has ways and means to win people's hearts.

Moreover, the current self was mixed into the legend of King Arthur, and came to this world at the same time as his cheap cousin was summoned. Famous people think that King Arthur did it, in other words, everyone has recognized that some of their own things are what a king should do.

If Artoria had a deeper understanding of these things, wouldn't Arturia's wish become to push herself to the throne of Great Britain first, and see the result?

don't want! !

Never have troubles like becoming a king!Hurry up to the fourth Holy Grail War, hurry to the fifth Holy Grail War, let your cheap cousin feel relieved!

"But brother Aslan finally took away the golden sword of victory, didn't he? That holy sword has always wanted to be by Brother Aslan's side, which means that the golden sword of victory may be more Recognize your brother's kingly way."

Aslan listened to the words of the blond girl in front of him, the expression on his face changed again and again, please don't say that, and don't call me brother anymore, using such a kind name to get closer to him, he really A little scared, the moment the Holy Grail appeared, Artoria rushed forward and said, "Please let my brother Aslan Pendragon be enthroned!"

When the time comes, it will be troublesome to directly open a new Xingyue parallel world. I don't want to be thrown into the distant past after enjoying all the conveniences and beauties of modern times. The most important thing is that the ghost knows the parallel world. Is there any Meluxin in the world...

"Well...it's all in the past, but you still can't let it go."

After hearing Aslan's words, the blond girl stopped in her tracks and lowered her eyebrows. She had been the king of Great Britain for 10 years anyway, whether she was respected by the people, loved by the people, or loved by the people. Regardless of hatred, he hopes that the land will become better, how could he let it go casually?

What can be easily let go is not an obsession.

If she had no obsession, how could she have signed a contract with Alayashi before returning to tranquility, and became a heroic spirit in pursuit of the Holy Grail.

Artoria sometimes really envies her elder brother, at least Aslan should not have any special obsessions during these long years, which means that at least in the eyes of her elder brother, his Life is complete, maybe it is because of doing it casually, so there is no regret left.

"Listen, Artoria, none of this is your fault, it's all because of Merlin, so if you want to blame it, blame Merlin, after all, it's that old bastard who has been guiding you and teaching you the kingly way all this time. ? So when you see that old bastard, just give him a good beating, you are really good enough."

Artoria looked at her palm, then sighed, maybe.

Irisviel has already filled the black tea in the reception hall, and even sent some pastries from other cyborgs. Although I don’t know what the Hall of Valor is like, it’s not a very happy and relaxing place after all. Therefore, he wanted the two summoned servants to relax as much as possible.

"Saber~ um... and...can I just call you Mr. Aslan? After all, in the Holy Grail War, once your name is revealed, people will always catch your weakness."

Irisviel's expression was a little melancholy. Obviously, she still knew the knowledge of the Holy Grail War very well, but this is quite normal, isn't it?They are participants in the Holy Grail War, and on the other hand, they are also the creators of the Holy Grail, and they have already failed three times. Naturally, they have summed up many points of attention in the Holy Grail War.

Aslan waved his hand, "It's okay, I was originally summoned one after another, why not put me on the bright side and let Arturia hide for the time being, presumably Kiritsugu will choose this way, after all, if something happens to me , then Artoria as the main body will not have the slightest influence, on the contrary, if something happens to Artoria, I will also disappear."

Aslan narrowed his eyes, and there was a bit of calculation in his eyes, "What's more, if something happened to me as a bonus, it might be a good thing for Kiritsugu's entire plan, who would have thought that I would have already left the stage The knight of the sword is actually not the real knight of the sword, as long as you treat me as the servant you summoned, and then leave the field, the real swordsman will be perfectly hidden."

This is much more real than Hassan Baimao sacrificing a clone.

Artoria didn't say a word. If she really wanted to carry out such a plan, she understood. Of course, in terms of inner feelings, she certainly didn't want Aslan to die in front of her, but since it was a war, there was Conspiracy and conspiracy.

"Aslan, how much strength do you still have now? Can you survive to the end while being a bait?"

Servant Aslan looked at his palm and sighed helplessly, "None of my three ex-level treasures have been brought down. Judging from the current state, I can only say that I have kept 1/6 of them. Don’t worry about your strength, I’m not weaker than you right now.”

Chapter 173: Why Are You Still Not Dead?

On the top floor of the Fuyuki Hotel, Kenneth finished arranging the gadgets in the last magic workshop, connecting the magic positions of the entire magic workshop, and finally patted his hands with a smile on his face. With a snap of his fingers, part of the mercury familiar quickly floated up, and then moved towards the roof of the building.

Since we live on the top floor, how can we let go of the top floor, where there may be enemies?Especially since Aslan has made it clear to himself that this Holy Grail War is far more brutal than he imagined, he will never let go of any negligence in any area, and there are even a large number of eye-like eyes under the hotel. The demon is constantly observing the surroundings.

Balin leaned against the wall and watched Kenneth arrange so many defensive props, with a somewhat surprised expression on his face, "No way, Master, you actually want to arrange this place like this? How about spending some money to buy a piece of land and directly build an underground fortress."

Kenneth rubbed his temples, "If it wasn't too late for me to be reminded, I really want to do this, after all, what I represent is not only myself, but also other people who support me, So no matter what, I have to survive this Holy Grail War."

Kenneth's expression is extremely serious. He is really thinking about this matter. He even summoned the heroic spirits early and came to this small seaside town in the Far East early in order to arrange his residence into an absolutely perfect magic workshop. !

"However, after working for so long, there are rewards. At least we can have a good rest for a day or two before the official start of the Holy Grail War. Let's take advantage of this time to invite our allies over for a meeting."

With a smile on his face, Kenneth took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass lightly, lifted the red wine up, his eyes had completely turned blood red through the wine, Kenneth He has already adjusted his mentality. After being so popular, he can already see the fighting and killing intent in Kenneth's eyes.

With a lazy smile on his face, Bahrain folded his hands on his chest, "Don't worry, Master, you have drawn a good card, so we will definitely be able to reach the end of the Holy Grail War."

Kenneth put down the red wine in his hand, then picked up the phone, dialed Aslan's number, and told Aslan that he had settled down and wanted to invite Aslan to come over as a guest.

Of course Aslan agreed to this point, but he didn't plan to bring other people with him for the time being, and even Aslan returned the gloves on his hands to hide his identity as a participant in the Holy Grail War for the time being.

At the same time, Aslan is still a little curious now, what kind of expression will Balin have when he sees him?

I have been separated from him for more than 1500 years, and my temperament has changed. What's more, the dragon's blood in my body was awakened and activated after being separated from this knight. The magic fluctuations in his body and the breath on his body are different from his self in the distant past.

Aslan is already prepared. No matter how Bahrain asks and tests himself, he will never admit that he is the Aslan of 1500 years ago.

Aslan raised the corners of his mouth in a wicked way and called a taxi, then headed directly towards the hotel.

It didn't take too long to rush from here to the big hotel. After just a while, Aslan arrived at the bottom of the hotel, directly activated his magic power, and took the elevator to the top floor.

Fortunately, Aslan's authority, Kenneth, had already been entered into the visitor list of his magic workshop, so the elevator didn't break down when it was approaching the top floor.

Otherwise, Aslan may have to experience what it means to fall from a high altitude. Of course, with Aslan's strength, this will not cause any harm.

From the moment Aslan boarded the elevator, Kenneth had already felt it. The reason is very simple, that is, the entire elevator is equipped with special magic that can feel the magic power, so in the room, Kenneth raised the corners of his mouth and stood up. He took out a lot of fresh juice from the side, as if he knew that Aslan didn't like drinking.

"Lancer, let us raise our glasses of wine to welcome our allies. Believe me, you will become good friends."

Ding!

As the elevator reached the top of the building, Kenneth also opened the door, "Student Aslan, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time. We will definitely win the Holy Grail War."

Bahrain stood in the middle of the room, shaking the wine glass in his hand. He seemed to hear a very familiar name, didn't it, wouldn't it be what he thought, Aslan?Could it be the one you know?Can humans live that long?No no, calm down, a name like Aslan must not be too uncommon.

That's right, that's it. Maybe he is not so outstanding in Bahrain, but he believes that the Aslan he knows will definitely become a famous existence, and the name of a famous existence will definitely be borrowed by many parents. My own children can be like those famous heroes, and generally acquire some of the qualities of these heroes.

"So the Heroic Spirit you summoned is the Bahrain knight, right? It looks like I didn't give the wrong holy relic."

A voice other than his own master came into his ears. This voice was so familiar, but it seemed a little alienated and unfamiliar. In fact, it was normal. Although the voice was the same, Aslan had experienced 1500 years The journey, whether it is the voice or the temperament, is different from the young self.

Balin squeezed the wine glass in his hand, the voice that came to his ears was really familiar, but because of those subtle differences, the knight couldn't be sure if it was the person he was familiar with, so he froze for a while. in place.

Then the voices of the two people got closer and closer, and finally the familiar voice entered the door, followed by blond hair and light blue eyes.

"Aslan? Are you still alive?!"

"It's not wrong that I'm Aslan, but I don't know you."

Aslan looked at the old friend in front of him, held back his emotions, shrugged his shoulders, and said to Kenneth next to him, "The servant you summoned is really rude, what do you mean I'm not dead yet? I'll do everything I can." , thanks to the fact that I have given you the holy relics left by our ancestors."

Chapter 174: I treat you as a friend but you...

To be honest, Aslan almost couldn't hold back a slap in the face. He knew that his friend who was also a teacher and a friend was extremely carefree, but he didn't expect his friend to be so speechless. , Of course, compared to Merlin, the Bahrain in front of me is of course much better.

Aslan also just came to say hello, and did not intend to have an in-depth exchange with Kenneth, but Kenneth directly told Aslan all the plans, and in his opinion, Aslan was also one of them. People from factions, not to mention that he doesn't need the Holy Grail that much, he came here just to put a layer of gold on his qualifications.

So whether it is him or Aslan, as long as they can win the Holy Grail War, it is not a loss for them. In the eyes of outsiders, Aslan is also a member of their El-Melloi faction, even if It is Aslan who gets the ultimate victory and also brings prestige to their faction.

Kenneth believed in Aslan so much, of course he also believed in his own vision. He could see that Aslan was not the kind of existence with strong ambitions. Because of this, he was not worried that his student would secretly stab him in the back. People without ambition are more trustworthy.

Kenneth directly told Aslan that he planned to take Bahrain to take the initiative to attack today or tomorrow. Compared with hiding in the dark and waiting for someone to hit the door when he didn't know when, it would be better to keep the battlefield from his own Pulling the base camp to other places, on the one hand, can protect the base camp from the impact of the battle, and on the other hand, Bahrain thinks so too.

After Bahrain learned that the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him was really not the Aslan he knew, he was still a little bit moved that after so many years, he could still give birth to a person who looked exactly like his ancestor. People, and also have a deep enough understanding of goblin writing, goblin writing should be the real family magic.

After finding out that Bahrain actually believed what he said, Aslan was also secretly happy in his heart. Of course, Aslan did not expect that his ghost would actually come to this battlefield. How should I say it? , This is equivalent to directly confirming the hidden identity of Aslan now. After all, you can see that Aslan was summoned as a heroic spirit 1500 years ago. How could this be him~

How should I put it, somehow I gave myself a support?

Balin even patted Aslan on the shoulder, "Your ancestor and I are good brothers who are both teachers and friends. You can call me foster father, and I will hand over all my pieces to you, how about it?"

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After hearing what his friend who was also a teacher and friend said, Aslan almost raised his forging hammer again, but fortunately Aslan also knew that his forging hammer must not appear at this time, so he Lock it in the magic dress to ensure that you will not directly take out the forging hammer in a subconscious action in a hurry.

"No, no need, we still have a lot of forging equipment left by our ancestors. The times have changed, and now we charge forward with a sword, it's better to activate our ancestors' equipment directly, and come from a distance to have a shot Happy."

Good guy, Bahrain, I just found out that you want my descendants to call you foster father, you are really brave, do you have the guts to let Lu Brufeng call you foster father first?Speaking of which, this guy is not afraid. If he also appeared in the Holy Grail War and just heard the words of his descendants addressing him, would he directly greet him to release the Noble Phantasm?

Bahrain nodded, and there was a bit of affirmation and praise in his tone, "That's right, that guy's forging skills are indeed very strong. The sword in my hand was forged by him, but has his vision been completed? He really deserves to be an Asian swordsman." Slan, he must be the most accomplished one in our group."

After a brief exchange with Kenneth, Aslan chose to leave. He was worried that he would spend too much time with this old friend in front of him, and his old friend in front of him would see some flaws.

Walking in this city, Aslan walked around the entire city. On the one hand, he was re-determining the map of the entire city, and on the other hand, he was also planning some things. One thing must be done, isn't it?

During this process, I also felt a bit of magic collision. It seems that it is a mutual test between the heroic spirits, but it is just a test of the magic breath left behind. In the process of testing, there may be something gained or nothing. , in short, the step of real fighting has not been taken yet, but this also makes the atmosphere of the city even more depressing.

Also on this night, a black shadow was about to sneak into Tohsaka’s house. Its elegant figure was comparable to that of a ballet dancer. Any difficult movements were trained like gymnasts for several years. They could even touch their cheeks to the ground and twist their bodies nearly 360 degrees. Speed, avoiding the magic fluctuation with unimaginable movements.

Just when this black shadow was about to reach out to the core of the magic defense - a ruby, by the way, but at this moment, a sword blade shining with golden light had already pulled his hand together with the gem. run through.

Accompanied by a sentence, "the mouse should crawl on the ground."

Countless blades pierced his body.

Looking at the images sent back by their own familiars, most of the contestants frowned. Aslan watched Merlin's live broadcast of all this with magic, but he didn't have much thought. Think carefully, whether Tokiomi summoned It doesn't matter whether it's a wise king or a little winky, it's far better than summoning this tyrant.

At least in these two states, Wang Hao doesn't talk too much, and he doesn't make too much noise during the battle.

However, it is precisely because of the summoning of the most arrogant king that their chances of victory will be greater, and Aslan will not worry too much. To know the strength of a heroic spirit or a team, you do not just have to look at it. Strength, and more importantly, the arrangement of wars and the ability to respond randomly once any special events occur.

When the ancient king is still young and old, the former will make full use of the treasures in his treasure house, while the latter will look at everything with a calm mind, neither happy with things nor sad with himself, it is precisely Because of this calmness, he will not make wrong judgments and go all out.

"Merlin, get ready for battle. I want you to hide your staff when fighting others, and only use the sword in your hand. I want you to hide as a Saber. Is that okay?"

Chapter 175: You and I are both sabers?

After Merlin heard what Aslan said, he evoked a wicked smile. As for the wickedness, Aslan couldn't compare to him, so Merlin immediately understood what Aslan wanted to do, which was also true. It coincided with some of his ideas, but Merlin never thought that Aslan would play such a game, this is really...

So fucking funny!

"If that's the case, let's perform more comprehensively, and I don't need this mage robe on me! It just so happens that the sword of contract victory is still in my hand."

Merlin tied up his long hair, and under the rapid effect of the illusion, the mage's clothes on his body gradually turned into a silver armor, with silver-white hair, rose-colored eyes, and blooming eyes from time to time. Even if he dressed himself up as a knight, the old bastard in front of him still looked so dreamy and special.

Gently nodding his head, Merlin lifted up the golden holy sword in his hand, looking at the sword in his hand that once belonged to King Arthur, the eyes of this rare old bastard also showed a little nostalgia.

Merlin imitated the former king, and gradually calmed down his face. I have to say, after this old bastard put away the redundant expression on his face, the solemnity and his own appearance really looked like The prince in many children's dreams.

But Aslan will not be deceived by the appearance of this old bastard. No matter how fairy-tale the old bastard looks, he is still an extremely vicious guy in essence, so when he saw this extremely vicious guy, he sighed with emotion. The best way to deal with it is to slap him directly while looking at his appearance.

"How, how? Do I look a bit like King Arthur? Can I pretend to be King Arthur with this image? After all, I wear silver knight armor and hold a golden holy sword. Quite a bit different, but the original records didn't explicitly say that King Arthur must have had blond hair."

Merlin nodded confidently, as if everything was under his control.

Looking at Merlin like this, Aslan still couldn't bear to tell him that the real King Arthur appeared in this Holy Grail War, and his performance might become a farce, but he couldn't say for certain, after all, he didn't speak the truth, Lance Lott looked so crazy again, who would know which one was the real King Arthur?

To be honest, Aslan couldn't wait to watch the scene where several people claimed to be knights of the sword.

You must know that what Merlin is holding in front of him is the real sword of contract victory, and that treasure is of a high enough level, no one should doubt Merlin's identity, right?At least until Artoria called this old bastard's name, this old bastard should not be suspected, not to mention your eloquence, this old bastard, it's not sure who will become the fake Arthur by then.

After all, the King Arthur recorded in the literature is a man. If Aslan, Merlin, and Artoria stand together, the identities of several people may be changed. For example, the same Aslan, the servant holding the holy sword, may become King Arthur, and because of the nightmare, the handsome Merlin is very likely to replace Aslan.

After all, there is indeed a description in the legend that Aslan looks like an elf, and as for Artoria, maybe no one will believe her identity, oh, Kiritsugu, as her master, has to believe it.

Aslan was originally worried that Merlin would reject the proposal, but he didn't expect that the old guy in front of him seemed to be enjoying it. Well, it seems that this old bastard has also been in the Tower of Paradise for too long.

Heh, it looks like this Holy Grail War will be very interesting, and at the same time, it will make a lot of people lose sight of the situation.

"Okay, let's get some rest early. If there are no accidents, tomorrow should be the beginning of the Holy Grail War."

Aslan looked to the west through the window of the hotel. There should be a plane there, and it is about to take off, right?Hiding in the city, Aslan didn't intend to make his base so special and conspicuous, as long as he disguised himself as a tourist and stayed in different hotels, that was enough.

Just as Aslan thought, a plane landed at Fuyuki's airport early the next morning. For people from the Far East, traveling by plane is not a special thing. Sometimes something urgent happens in the company. The natural thing is to fly to another city.

The Far East is an island country, the center of the island is basically covered by mountains, the railway is basically around the edge of the entire island, and the main cities are also located on the periphery of the island, so the plane has become the best way to cross the middle of the island and carry out straight-line actions. Different countries' topography and geographical conditions also naturally affect the way people travel in a country.

A woman in white clothes, a white velvet cap, and even white hair, like an elf, got off the plane and followed behind her were two handsome teenagers in suits, but one of them A boy is a little short, and the short boy has long blonde hair.