I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

The most important thing is the identities of both sides. The weak 'Salamanda' is like a frightened bird, guarding against all enemies that may pose a threat.

"If you want to be in love with Sandora, then immediately abandon your identity as the speaker and return to 'Salamanda'."

Mandela's fists were clenched tightly, and his tall figure trembled slightly, but he insisted on finishing his statement.

"If you can't, please keep a proper distance. It's good for everyone, Ms. Sarah."

"I see..." Sarah lowered her head. This was the first time she was reprimanded by her brother, and what was even more aggrieved was that she could only be scolded and could not retaliate.

'Dragon Horned Griffon Lion' has just been integrated from the alliance into a unified community. There are still many difficult internal problems, and it has just been promoted from the five-figure outer sect. Sarah will be very nervous when she thinks of her partners' trust and expectations for her. How can it be impossible to run away at such a critical moment.

Seeing Sarah's listless appearance, Mandela's cold eyes couldn't help but relax a little. This was the first time he saw his sister in such a miserable state.

"Ahem, if you need..." Mandela paused and then said with determination: "'Salamanda' can form an alliance with 'Dragon-horned Eagle Lion'. After all, you are new here, and we have just been attacked. We can support each other and develop together.'"

Of course, by the way, you can also support this stupid sister. She is an outsider to the "Dragon Horned Griffon Lion" after all, so she will inevitably be excluded.

After speaking, without waiting for Sarah's reply, Mandela left without looking back. He walked in a hurry, as if he didn't want to stay here for even a second.

Sarah was stunned, looking at Mandela's strutting back, she couldn't help sighing: "Hey, the little slug that chased my tail in circles has grown up now..."

The episode of the Teldorek family did not cause any disturbance in the Moonshadow Capital.

In comparison, it is the consensus reached at the meeting by the rulers of all walks of life that attracts more attention.

In response to the disaster brought by the "wind of decadence", all forces in Hakoniwa will form a huge joint community.

Five communities, including Xingetsu, Buddhism, Thousand Eyes, Mountain of the Gods, and Halloween Queen, serve as the permanent chairmen of the 'Hakoniwa Federation'.

During the final trial period, any community must obey the decisions issued by the United Community, and violators will be held accountable according to the situation.

All the heroic spirits of Xingyue were sent out, and under the dispatch of Yingzheng and Gilgamesh, they each performed their duties and exerted their greatest strength as much as possible.

For a while, everyone became 007's karoshi, especially those with leadership A and above, who were simply devoting themselves to death.

However, with such efforts, the efficiency of disaster relief has also been maximized, and all disaster-stricken areas have been saturated with rescue.

Of course, the level and scale of the disaster continued to escalate, but the speed of the 'wind of decadence' was firmly held back by the man on the mountain.

In the sea of ​​black wind and evil, the old man of the mountain stands firmly in the eye of the 'wind of decadence' like a rock.

This place seems to be the most peaceful place, but in fact the spirits, powers and rules of the two have been confronting each other, trying to subdue each other.

However, the final result is that no one can do anything to anyone, they can only stand in a stalemate, to see which side will be unable to hold on first.

The old man on the mountain closed his eyes and meditated, and the sword of death in his hand poked the black cloud under his feet from time to time, nailing the intensity of the disaster to death.

Suddenly, a dark call appeared in the heart of the old man on the mountain, causing him to wake up briefly from his meditation.

"This feeling, is it the Moon World? It's the call from the Holy Grail War again..."

The old man of the mountain suddenly opened his eyes, carefully feeling the faint call, and the spiritual spell was faintly echoing in his ears.

"It's just that this time it seems that I was directly selected as the side of Ainz-Wur-Gon. Is the holy relic the prop I gave Sakura back then?"

The old man on the mountain thought for a while, and finally chose to obey the call, and a phantom in a luxurious magic robe stepped forward from him.

However, relying on the strength of the Sorcerer King alone seems a little unsteady. What if there is a candidate for the crown among the servants participating in the battle this time?

Although he only participated in two Holy Grail Wars, none of those two times was normal, leaving a very bad impression on the old man of the mountain.

The Master and the Heroic Spirits are all wild, either trying to find ways to violate the rules and entrap others, or there are filth like 'the evil of this world'.

Therefore, in order to ensure the final victory, the old man of the mountain felt that he had to make some proper arrangements.

Considering the summoning mechanism of the Holy Grail, only the servants come and not the body, so there is no point in asking heroic spirits for help.

Unless the inhibitions are used to help open the back door, the servants who choose to participate in the Holy Grail War will only make fools of each other.

However, the old man of the mountain quickly thought of a good way that worked.

"Alger..."

"My Lord, what are your orders?"

"Go and borrow a spirit foundation from Medusa..."

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Chapter 717 Good Morning, Gray

Moon World.

AD 2004, London.

In the suburbs, in a dormitory like a small western-style building.

Accompanied by the rapid sound of the alarm bell, a slender palm suddenly came out from the quilt and accurately slapped the alarm clock on the bedside, stopping the annoying noise and making the small but tidy room even more beautiful. Quietness returned to the cabin that was faintly filled with the fragrance of cigars.

On the simple bed in black and white, the petite girl wrapped in the quilt tossed and turned a few times in a daze, managed to break free from the temptation of the quilt devil, fell into the abyss of laziness carefully woven by the Sandman, and defeated the hateful return to the cage Feel the devil.

The girl in disheveled pajamas sat up, yawned, and stretched her waist greatly. Her dull silver hair hung over her shoulders like a falling Milky Way. Although her pretty face was expressionless, the cherry-like glow on her fair skin The small mouth and emerald eyes are the best decoration.

Grayli turned over and got out of bed, and sat in front of the vanity mirror after quickly washing up. As usual, she raised her hand and braided her hair into a bun on the back of her head, and then glanced at the rare bottle on the dresser. Bottles and cans.

Although she is no longer the ignorant girl from the village, the girl is still not used to smearing these weird things on her face, such as lipstick, foundation, eyebrow pencil, mascara... Well, what are these things? how to use?

Looking at the exquisitely packaged high-end cosmetics in front of her, Miss Gray fell into deep thought, frowning and trying to remember the last time she was helped with makeup.

Needless to say, the only ones who would do such boring things were Miss Lenis and Miss Luvia, and these luxury cosmetics, which looked very high-end at first glance and were said to be very expensive, were also forcefully given to her by the two of them. There is nearly a wardrobe of clothes, but Gray has barely touched it.

The girl pointed her slender fingers on the foundation box, with hesitation in her green eyes. It seemed that the small box in front of her was not some modern industrial magic that could make girls beautiful, but the legendary Pandora's Box.

Just when the girl was facing an enemy, a sharp and annoying voice suddenly sounded, giggling.

"Hey! Is it possible that our little Grey has finally grown up? Or maybe the early spring has brought about changes? Everything is really revived..."

"Yade!" Gray glanced at the source of the voice, and skillfully grabbed the birdcage-like slender cage and shook it for a while, shaking the cube-shaped magic dress inside upside down, before it said more annoying words was stopped.

After a brief ideological struggle, Gray finally picked up the poorly packaged and cheap face cream next to her, which was a gift from her master.

Although it is true that she will look better with makeup, and although wearing trendy new clothes is indeed more in line with the atmosphere of a big city, Gray still prefers a pure and natural self, and she does not want to try to fit into the style of London. Not to mention that this kind of integration needs to change oneself to achieve it.

After applying the facial cream evenly, Gray patted his cheeks with both hands, put his pajamas on Yade's metal sill, and then put on his unchanging clothes, a black jacket, a plaid skirt, and a gray robe. , knee socks and short leather boots suitable for sports. Considering the cold climate in early spring in the UK, you may also need to add a long shawl with white fluff and a pair of black fingerless gloves.

"Ah, is it already this time?"

In the process of putting on the lady's watch, Gray glanced at the dial.

"It's time to go to Master's place, otherwise the guy who stayed up late playing games will probably be late for class in a hurry..."

"Hee hee, is little Grey going out? Sure enough, you are going to your old master in the abandoned house again? You look like a child bride-in-law, and all you have to do every day is to go around that guy, just like him It's like losing the ability to take care of yourself completely without you..."

Gray was silent for a moment, but she really couldn't refute Yard's slander of Master, because what it described was indeed the truth.

"I am not a child bride. I am just fulfilling the duties of a disciple and just taking care of daily life."

While speaking, the girl held the prison in her hand, and by the way, gave the nonsense Yade a dizzy punishment.

"Ahhhhhh, stop shaking! I'm going to vomit! Gray, you can't always do this to me——!!"

Accompanied by Yard's screams, Gray, who put on a hood, stepped out of the room, and left the dormitory after dealing with the enthusiastic dormitory administrator Chrissy.

London looked gray in the early morning. Although the air was much better than it was ten years ago, it was still not as good as the countryside where Gray once lived.

Add to this the greasy smell of fish and chips, mixed with double-decker bus fumes, and the noise of cars and pedestrians, creating a metropolitan smell—the smell of being busy.

Although she has lived in London for nearly half a year, Gray is still not used to life here, let alone like it.

One of the reasons is that there are too many people. The dense crowd is a scene that Gray could not see or imagine when he was in the country.

Seeing the migrant workers squeezed onto the bus like sardines, Gray even felt breathless. It was hard to imagine the scene of strangers clinging to each other, so she never tried to take the bus at this time. I would rather reach my destination on my own feet.

Gray lowered her head, and the black hood hid her naturally beautiful face, looking like a strange alien on the streets of London.

The Thames River is flowing quietly, the huge shape of the ship can be vaguely seen on the harbor, and the morning sun has risen far behind London Bridge.

After walking past the modern London Bridge built by Queen Elizabeth II, Gray turned into a certain block with ease, and the noisy atmosphere immediately dissipated.

The invisible barrier shields all the troubles of the world from the outside, while the inside belongs to the mysterious world, just like the legendary nine and three-quarters platform, only those related to the mysterious world can step into it without hindrance , the rest will subconsciously stay away from avoidance.

The apartment where the master lives is within the scope of the enchantment. It is an old house conservatively estimated to be over 100 years old. The red brick walls and chimneys are full of worrying cracks. It fell with a clatter, even if it collapsed suddenly, it would not be surprising.

Pushing open the entrance door and stepping up the difficult spiral staircase in the middle of the hall, Gray came to the door of a room on the second floor and knocked lightly on the door.

The sound of knocking on the door echoed in the corridor, and the slim girl stood in front of the door waiting quietly.

Chapter 718 Monarch El-Melloi II

Unfortunately, there was silence in the room, and there was no response, as if no one lived here at all.

Grey has long been accustomed to this, and skillfully took out the key to open the room, pushed the door open and walked in as if coming home.

The room was dark, and the tightly drawn curtains blocked the intrusion of light. Only the dim computer screen flickered with light from time to time.

Books were scattered all over the floor, so the girl who was walking in the dark had to pay careful attention to her feet so as not to step on something she shouldn't.

Gray went straight to the window, tore open the seal of the curtains and released the light, the white morning light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the messy cabin.

The interior decoration is that of a typical low-cost apartment. Although it is quite spacious, the messiness has seriously ruined the area. In addition to the books that Gray had noticed long ago, there are also papers covered with writing and uneaten food scattered on the floor. It was also put in a bag and thrown aside.

After a night?Or maybe after one or two days of fermentation, the dirty and poor air quality in the house made the girl couldn't help but open the window.

Although the air quality in London is also bad, it is much fresher than the biological and chemical weapons in the house. Sure enough, the most feared thing between things is the contrast.

It was obviously just cleaned up two days ago, Gray thought in his heart, he couldn't understand why the house became like this after only two days.

Well, this kind of scene has been staged countless times in the past six months, and even Yade, who has always been sharp in speech, is tired of complaining.

The master said that he didn't want the time spent alone on weekends to be disturbed, but the girl really didn't understand how the other party spent the holidays in the room.

You can't be studying the magic of 'how to make a room mess', right?

In fact, Master's living habits have changed a lot compared to when he first came here.

At the very least, he agreed to let Gray help tidy up the room, living intermittently without sleeping in the clutter.

You know, the first time Gray volunteered to help with housework, the girl's request was mercilessly rejected.

Obviously, when he was outside, the master had always maintained an elegant and decent appearance, but in private, he looked sloppy and ugly.

To be honest, when Gray witnessed such a contrasting scene for the first time, he was disillusioned in his heart, and what was also broken was Master's insignificant majesty.

Miss Lainis once said that she was the first disciple accepted by Master to help with housework, and she was an important final line of defense.

Although Gray still doesn't quite understand the meaning of Reinis's words, she will definitely do her best to take good care of Master's abandoned house.

Gray looked around, and finally found the abandoned house master who was still sleeping soundly on the desk full of unknown books.

Pronounced as Weber Velvet, the man who wrote as El-Melloi II lay facelessly on the table, his long black hair was messily scattered around his body, the half-written document on the table was wet with saliva, and his brows were tightly knit. He frowned, with vicissitudes and exhaustion that young people shouldn't have on his face.

"Is it because of the delay in the accumulated work due to the handling of the Magic Eye Collection Train incident?"

Gray glanced at the various documents spread out on the table, which were filled with magic terms she didn't understand, and the clock tower department whose name she had only heard.

"It seems that I stayed up all night to catch up with the work schedule again. I don't even know if I have eaten on time. The body will be damaged."

After nearly half a year of following, Gray has basically understood the situation of his master, including why he is so desperate.

The root of everything is the death of Master's mentor, Mr. Kenneth. It is said that he died of an assassination a few years ago, and the murderer has not been found yet.

That was a major case that shocked the entire Clock Tower. After all, Teacher Kenneth was the head of the El-Melloi family and one of the Twelve Monarchs.

He himself can be said to be extremely talented, and he won the rank of magic magic at a young age, and may even be promoted to the highest crown. While doing research, he did not give up honing the combat ability of a magician. Moon Essence's Dangerous Magic Dress.

And such a person was found dead in his own laboratory in the clock tower, and his wife Ms. Sola was also found.

There was only one wound on the remains of the two, and they were killed by a precise blow. It looked like a gunshot wound, but no bullet remained.

No clues about the assailant were left at the scene, and there was no trace of invasion inside or outside the clock tower, as if ghosts had done everything.

Therefore, it is the only reasonable speculation to suspect that the perpetrator came from the inside of the clock tower, but it is sad that no evidence has been found.

Before Kenneth was killed, there were indeed some small changes in the power class of the Clock Tower, but it was a decision made jointly by the monarchs. Not only did Kenneth have no crimes in that incident, but he had great credit for that incident, let alone Touch the basic interests of other companies.

Therefore, the factions and forces in the entire clock tower that have the ability and courage to assassinate Kenneth have no obvious motive for committing the crime.

Although Kenneth's El-Mello faction has grown in size, assassinations are not the Clock Tower's way of doing things.

Especially the assassination in the clock tower, this method of tearing face will only completely destroy the unspoken rules that have been maintained for thousands of years.

The incident was finally settled, but the blow to the El-Melloi faction due to Kenneth's death was just beginning.