I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Kotomine Shiro became wary of this mysterious servant, and even doubted whether he was a servant of the seven major ranks, but the specific matter still needs to be investigated.

"Let's leave this matter to Archer to investigate later. Now let's hear what Rider and Berserker saw at the Thousand Worlds Tree."

Kotomine Shiro said and turned his attention to Achilles and Hercules. Although the two great heroes didn't care about this priest who gave orders in their hearts, they were willing to cooperate with him under the previous orders of the Master.

At the same time, Alsace and Mordred, who had just completed the reconciliation with the Master, were once again brought back to the cemetery where they were summoned by Lion Jieli.

For safety reasons, Lion Jie Jieli set his base in the underground of the cemetery.

Because this place is not only concealed enough, but also allows him, as a necromancer, to display his strongest strength.

Alsace didn't have any dissatisfaction with this, but Mordred was very reluctant at first, and finally agreed reluctantly under the persuasion of Lion Jie Jieli.

"Although he is a rough and rough uncle on the surface, he is delicate and meticulous in his heart, and his ability to observe words, expressions and interpersonal communication is also first-rate, so he is a qualified Master."

This is Alsace's evaluation of his master after witnessing the lion Jie Jieli successfully appease the bear child.

After the lion Jie Jieli finished appeasing Mordred, he also turned his head to express his apology to Alsace, in order to obtain the king's tolerance.

"I'm sorry, such a crude condition must have neglected the king, but now this place is enough concealment and safety."

Alsace waved his hands when he heard the words, signaling that the Lion Jie Jieli needn't be like this, and said in relief:

"It doesn't matter. The environment in the place where I once slept is more than a hundred times worse than this. Besides, as the Lich King, I live in a cemetery. Nothing feels more appropriate than this."

Underground of Thousand Worlds Tree Castle, when the rest of the servants were resting, Avisbron was still working.

He is considered to be the earliest servant to descend in this Holy Grail War, even earlier than Grand Duke Vlad summoned by Danik.

Avis Bron was the creator of the Kabbalah magic base during his lifetime, a figure who had a great influence on the world of magicians, and also a user of rare golems.

All the golems in the mixed army of the Thousand Worlds Tree family were designed and manufactured by him, which was exactly the purpose of Darnic summoning him in advance.

Although it takes a lot of time and resources in the early stage, when the entire process is completed, it can continuously produce a sufficient number of golems like an assembly line.

"Teacher, this cyborg doesn't meet your requirements after testing. It seems that we have to replace it."

Luo Xie's voice awakened Asbuvilon, who was in deep meditation, and made him break away from the thinking of designing his own Noble Phantasm.

Asbuvillon raised his masked head and glanced at the glass jars full of artificial humans, and finally raised his finger to the closest jar in front of him and said:

"Then let's try this again. I believe that among the tens of thousands of artificial people, there will be a hearth suitable for completing my treasure."

Compared with other servants who have different wishes, Asbuvilon's wish is definitely special, because what he expects is to complete the Noble Phantasm he holds.

That was his greatest regret during his lifetime, and the reason why the Noble Phantasm was not completed was because of its grand conception.

"It will, sir. We will surely fulfill your wish and make the best golem."

Luo Xie nodded emphatically when he heard the words, and ran full of energy to arrange the next test work.

And Avis Bron also left this underground magic workshop for cultivating artificial humans, planning to go back to his room to re-examine and sort out the design drawings of the 'Original Man'.

The busy master and slave didn't notice the abnormal situation in the next artificial man who was just designated by the two of them to be tested.

In the glass jar filled with similar nutrient solution, the artificial man who should have no personality and self-awareness struggled to open his eyes.

He saw the other artificial humans that had failed the test and had to be disposed of as scrap, and the fear that shouldn't have appeared flashed in his confused eyes.

Because in the near future, that may also be the future he will usher in.

Although it is not known exactly how this artificial man developed self-awareness that it should not have, but out of the survival instinct of a creature, he does not want to die like an experimental animal.

"Want...want to live..."

The artificial man opened his lips slightly and murmured, but he drank a large mouthful of nutrient solution, causing him to raise his hand to cover his painful throat from choking on the water.

"I can't go on like this anymore, I can't stay here anymore..."

The nameless cyborg instinctively connected and activated the magic circuit in his body, endured the pain caused by it, burst out a burst of magic power, and smashed into the glass jar containing himself.

"Because, you will die..."

With the sound of the glass jar shattering, the liquid in it also poured to the ground, and the man-made man also fell down together.

He lay on the ground panting for a while, struggled to get up, and walked towards the door of the magic workshop with staggering steps.

Perhaps because of the recent war, the members of the Thousand Boundary Tree family were still repairing, so the escaping androids were lucky not to meet anyone.

He supported the wall and moved step by step. The artificial man who had never exercised before had very weak muscles that had not been exercised.

After walking an unknown distance, the android fell to the ground.

Before he fell into a coma, he saw a figure wearing a wide hat and holding a large glass of beer, and he couldn't help but stretched out his pale and feeble hand to him.

"Please... Please help me, I... I want to live..."

Chapter 164 Holy Grail War Rules? Have You Ever Had That Thing?

In the corridor of Thousand Boundary Tree Castle.

Luo Xie, who was in charge of making the puppet, passed by like the wind, and quickly came to the door of his teacher's room.

He didn't knock on the door respectfully to greet him like before, but pushed the door open directly and rudely.

"Teacher, it's not good! The man-made man you just appointed has escaped!!"

Avis Bron, who was sorting out the materials of the 'Original Man', just wanted to reprimand Luo Xie who rushed into his room in a hurry, but before he could speak, he suppressed him again.

"What? The artificial man escaped?"

Avis Brun's words were filled with the same surprise as Roger's, because the artificial man who should have no independent personality and thinking ability would escape, this thing is really unbelievable.

Compared with the young Luoxie, Avis Bron, who had already died once, was more adaptable, and quickly recovered from his stupor.

"Escape? Could it be, could it be that he had an independent consciousness? Soul!?"

Thinking of this, Avisbron suddenly stood up from the chair, and due to excessive force, the wooden chair fell backwards and hit the floor with a loud noise.

But he didn't care about his gaffe, and shouted to his Master:

"Luo Xie, we must find this escaped artificial man, he may be the heart I have been pursuing!!"

Hearing this, Luo Xie realized the importance of the matter, and hurriedly ran to report it to Danik, and mobilized all the existing manpower to start a search in the castle.

A cyborg who just came out of the culture tank must not be far away, and the enchantment outside the castle has not been triggered, so he must still be somewhere inside the castle.

And just when the Thousand Boundary Tree family that had just subsided became lively again, in the boundless forest on the outskirts of Tulifas.

Martha, who had captured Joan of Arc by extraordinary means, stopped in front of a small river, intending to take a rest here.

"Tarasque, go to the forest to see if you can catch some living creatures and come back for the tooth-beating sacrifice, otherwise I will have no choice but to use the spare food."

Martha raised her foot and kicked the shrunken dragon turtle lying at her feet, the kind smile on the girl's face made Tarasque shiver suddenly.

Its own violent woman, no... it is the food reserve of its own saint, isn't it itself! ?

"Well, although the eldest sister has become a heroic spirit, her temperament and habits have not changed, even if she calls me."

Even though he knew that Mirtha was joking in order to urge it to hunt quickly, but Tarasque seemed to like it quite a bit, and disappeared into the jungle in a blink of an eye with his short legs.

After sending Tarasque away, Martha turned her gaze to Joan who was still being carried by her with one hand.

It may be that the power of the Tarasque card's self-sacrificing attack was a bit fierce before, causing Joan of Arc who was knocked out to be unconscious until now, and Martha stroked her hair in distress.

The Holy Grail War has already begun. If the grand battle last night really lasted for seven days, by the end of it, it is estimated that Tulifas would have been demolished long ago.

Therefore, the existence of the adjudicator is not so much to preside over fairness and maintain the rules, as it is a safety plug.

Its function is to prevent some followers from evaporating their sanity in battle and getting too excited.

For example: Gilgamesh, a boy who got high in a parallel world and then directly opened the ending sword Enki to release the world-destroying flood, or Gilles de Rais, who insisted on summoning the sea monster in another parallel world.

(Note: In this book, Young Shem, Old Shem, Second Shem, and Wise King Shem are counted as the four ages of Gilgamesh alone, hereby explain.)

Although no adjudicator appeared in those two Holy Grail Wars, fortunately there was Arthur Pendragon who could liberate the Holy Sword of the Stars in the former.

And the latter met the man of the mountain in a state of madness, which made the situation that was almost out of control relatively properly resolved.

Moreover, in this Holy Grail War, there were as many as fourteen servants who directly participated in the battle.

Among them, strong people abound, and it is impossible to predict what will happen in the next few days.

Martha, who had received vague hints from Alaya before coming here, was full of doubts about the muddy waters of the Holy Grail War, and always felt that things would definitely not be simple.

Otherwise, is it necessary to send down two judges at the same time?

The way to deal with further upgrades is probably to directly dispatch the crown servants.

Therefore, Martha didn't have any free time to waste, she was born to be busy.

"Well, let's talk about it after waking up the young lady first."

After taking a deep breath, Martha murmured to herself, and then casually threw the unconscious Joan of Arc into the crystal clear river in front of her eyes.

The originally smooth flowing river splashed high water due to heavy objects falling into the water. Under the slanting rays of the rising sun, a rainbow of seven colors appeared for a moment.

Joan of Arc, who was immersed in the river, woke up from the choking of the water. The girl opened her eyes and looked around blankly, covering her mouth and nose with her hands.

She quickly removed the armor condensed by the magic power on her body, and flexibly twisted her delicate body to float up to the river.

Martha, who was standing on the bank with her hands on her hips, saw the steaming bubbles in the river, and immediately saw a figure breaking through the water and swimming towards the shore.

"Cough cough cough-"

After climbing up the river bank, Joan coughed violently a few times, spit out all the water she just drank, and breathed in the fresh air in the forest in the morning.

The girl who was kneeling on the ground had her high school girl uniform completely soaked through, the clothes clinging to her body outlined her well-developed curves, and the white top was faintly transparent.

"Before, wasn't I confronting the Avengers before? Then, then what happened..."

While speaking, Joan raised her hand and lifted her wet long hair to cover the back of her aching head, feeling a little dazed.

Just when Joan of Arc hadn't figured out the current situation, a small white hand appeared in front of her eyes, making Joan subconsciously look up in the direction of the arm.

What came into view was a dignified beauty with purple hair and blue eyes, with a bright smile on her face, as if she was radiating light, which made people feel at ease.

"You are the other adjudicator in this Holy Grail War, right? My name is Martha, and I am also here as an adjudicator this time. Please take care of me."

Joan put her hand on Martha's outstretched hand, and she was pulled up from the ground before she could use any force.

"My name is Jeanne Dalk, wait a minute, did you just say you were Martha?"

As a devout believer, Joan of Arc immediately realized Martha's identity, stepped up and grabbed Martha's hands like a fanboy meeting an idol, and asked:

"Is it the lady saint who persuaded the dragon in the legend? I grew up listening to this legend, and there is also the story of Lord St. George slaying the dragon."

"Forehead···"

Martha seemed quite unable to cope with Joan's sudden enthusiasm, so she could only respond with an awkward smile.

Fortunately, Joan of Arc is not a fan of girls and brains, and she quickly returned to normal after the initial excitement.

"However, Martha-sama just said that her rank is also an adjudicator? Isn't there usually only one in the Holy Grail War?"

"You said that it is a normal situation, so it is obvious that the situation we are facing now is not normal."

Looking at Joan's slightly puzzled face, Martha sighed while clutching her forehead, and asked:

"Besides, think about it carefully. In the rules of the Holy Grail War, is there any regulation on the number of adjudicators coming?"

"Isn't it normal to have several referees in a game? Why be so surprised."

Joan was left speechless by Martha's series of questioning, because the rules of the Holy Grail War were indeed not clearly detailed to that extent.

In other words, the so-called Holy Grail War rules are actually the same as the customary law of ancient Rome, and have not been implemented into corresponding express regulations.

Basically, the supervisor can explain the rules of the Holy Grail War at will. As long as the nonsense is not too far-fetched and logically makes sense, the contestants cannot question it.

The reason why the masters did not fight against the customary law into the Twelve Tables like the people of ancient Rome was because this situation was also conducive to their actions in the Holy Grail War.

Therefore, there is not even a specific basis for reference, and the ruling depends entirely on the judgment and will of the supervisor itself. It is really not an ordinary difficulty to maintain a fair and just.

After all, there will always be people who are dissatisfied with the decision of the adjudicator, which is related to their respective positions and angles.

In the world, there is no such thing as a perfect rule that can perfectly take care of both sides with conflicts and opposites.

"Jeanne, did something abnormal happen when you were summoned by the Holy Grail? The arbiter originally summoned by the Great Holy Grail will directly build a shape, and the magic power is also provided by the Holy Grail."

Martha seemed to see the state of Joan of Arc herself, but she couldn't be sure directly, so she asked a question.

(Note: Joan of Arc said in the original text that the state of her arrival is abnormal)

"That's right, I am possessed by a French girl named Leticia."

While explaining her own state to Martha, Joan evaporated the moisture in the uniform with magic power, getting rid of the unpleasant feeling of being wet.