People are in Xingyue, professional investigators

"Eh? Is there such an interesting mission?"

"Of course." Seeing Frat taking the bait, Mo Li took advantage of the situation and said, "The reward for the mission is not only the princess's favor, but also the recognition of the mythical knight~ How about it, do you want to take it?"

"Recognized by the Mythical Knight?" Hearing the mission reward, Flatt was as excited as if he had learned that the activity reward was a human rights SSR game player. He nodded repeatedly and said, "I have to take it, there are several such missions that I have to take! "

"Master..." Seeing that his Master was about to be fooled into being a fool by his new ally, Jack couldn't help but sigh, "Mr. Saber, do you really consider me and your Master as allies?"

"Berserker, I'm not lying." Mo Li smiled, "That is indeed a mythical knight, and that knight doesn't care even if he sacrifices himself to protect his princess."

"As for whether that knight has reached the mythical level..." Having said this, Mo Li pointed to the northern night sky, "Just use your own eyes to see it."

As soon as Mo Li finished his words, deeper than the night, riding on the wind and water, the terrifying death fog rushed from the northern sky like the doomsday bell and headed straight towards the desert.

"This...is this the knight you are talking about, Mr. Saber?" Jack said with lingering fear, "Is this simply the embodiment of a natural disaster?"

"His class is Rider, and his inherent skill 'Riding' must also be EX level." Mo Li said with a smile, "People, especially believers, call him Knight. What's wrong with that?"

"Believer...is it possible..." Abigail, who had been silent until now, turned around and asked Mo Li with a surprised look on her face, "It's the... knight recorded in the Bible ?”

"Yes, that's the one." Mo Li said, "He is the first, pale."

"Hey, isn't that an envoy of God?" Abigail said in disbelief, as if her faith had collapsed, "Why did the legendary envoy of God come to the Holy Grail War?"

"Pale... God's Messenger..." As a collection of British urban legends who are also religious, Jack also reacted, "This is simply a monster that exceeds the specifications of the Holy Grail War."

"What divine envoy? Why can't I understand?" Frat asked curiously, "Can you tell me about it?"

"That's a famous character in the Bible." Jack couldn't help but complain, "...Master...are you really British?"

"Ahaha, I am a magician, so of course I am not religious." Flatt concluded with a smile, "Anyway, that Rider must be very strong, right?"

"In terms of capabilities and scale, he is undoubtedly the top servant." Mo Li asked Flatt, "Mr. Flatt, do you still want to take over this task?"

Jack immediately advised: "Master, this is a mission to fight against the Dead Apostles, you must think carefully about it."

"Hmm..." Frater thought for a moment and asked Mo Li, "Wouldn't even a professor be surprised to be recognized by the legendary knight?"

"Of course, this is a powerful person who has transcended the category of heroes and reached the level of gods." Mo Li said, "Your professor will be so shocked that he will curse."

"Then I want to take it!" Flatt immediately raised his hand and said, "It's such an interesting task. If I don't take it, wouldn't I suffer a big loss?"

"In that case, please ask Mr. Flat to go to Xueyuan Central Hospital." Mo Li arranged, "The little princess Rider is guarding is there. As long as you come with good intentions, the princess will welcome you, and Rider will obey. A princess’s wish.”

"Just hold back the Dead Apostles, right?" Flatt confirmed.

"Please make the noise louder. The louder the noise, the sooner the battle priest who can drive away the Dead Apostles will arrive." Mo Li warned, "Please note that this is what will happen in the second half of tonight."

"Hey, are you in such a hurry? Then I have to go there quickly!" Flatt asked anxiously, "Mr. Saber, do you want to go there?"

"I also want to recruit a great hero to join the alliance, and I need to confirm some information." Mo Li said apologetically, "Please forgive me for not being able to participate."

"Eh... That's really a pity." After a brief sigh, Flatt ran towards the city without looking back, "Then I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Saber!"

"Well, see you tomorrow, Mr. Flatt."

Mo Li watched Flatt's running back and waved goodbye.

Then, he smiled.

"The plan was successful."

Abigail looked at Mo Li's appearance and complained faintly: "Brother A Li... seems like a bad boy..."

"Help people find their favorite tasks and then publish them, that's not what a bad boy would do." Mo Li smiled and scratched the little girl's cute nose, and said with a smile, "However, this is indeed a bit As for evil-minded behavior, Abi can’t learn from me~”

"Yeah...I understand." Abigail nodded obediently, and then asked, "Brother Ali, where should we go to confirm the information now?"

"Meat processing factory." Mo Li carried Abigail on his back and said with a smile, "Please let Abigail rest tonight."

"Well...I want to help too," Abigail whispered.

"There are more important things waiting for Abi to do tomorrow." Mo Li comforted, "If you don't sleep well, you won't be energetic tomorrow."

"Well... okay then..." the little girl leaned her head on the master's body and murmured, "I will have a good rest."

Mo Li put on the coat of [Jacques de Molay] again and put the spiritual coat on Abigail.

After confirming the problem of keeping the good boy warm, Mo Li, who became a sub-server, jumped up and ran towards the meat processing factory.

Target, the great hero Hercules!

Chapter 12 This wave, this wave is where the heroes appear!

Late at night, Snowfield City B&B.

"Brother A Li, I'm going to bed first." The little girl changed into her pajamas and said her prayers before going to bed, and said to her master, "Be sure to pay attention to safety."

"I'll pay attention."

After saying goodbye to his servant, Mo Li walked out of Abigail's room, and after setting up the final soundproof barrier for her, he walked up to the roof.

Mo Li looked at the meat processing factory not far away and began to observe the state of his spiritual veins.

"There are about thirty humans, and there are multiple 'lives', but they have not summoned the aura of the servants..." Mo Li said with a slight headache, "This guy Bazdilo Cordelion is pretty good. Stay calm."

"In front of a great hero, taking away the other party's master's qualifications and turning them into your own servants is really a life-threatening job."

After sighing silently, Mo Li put on his hood and waited for the opportunity.

Soon after, a car arrived at the door of the factory.

A young man wearing a suit and exuding a chilling aura walked into the factory, followed by a group of thugs in suits.

The fish is hooked.

About two minutes after confirming that Bazdilo Codillion had entered the factory, Mo Li put on his spiritual clothes, jumped off the roof of the B&B, and ran towards the processing factory under the cover of night.

Logically speaking, without "aura shielding", rushing into the magician's position will inevitably cause alarm and counterattack.

But unfortunately, Bazdilo Cordelion and his men are not magicians with a long family heritage, so their attainments in magic enchantment are not very sophisticated, allowing Mo Li to become a servant very smoothly. Avoiding the detection of the familiars and patrollers, he sneaked onto the roof of the factory.

Mo Li was in no hurry to enter the factory.

Rather, it is not yet time to take the initiative.

He needs an opportunity, an opportunity that is enough to break through Bazdilo Cordelion's defense and accomplish his goal.

Fortunately, Mo Li won't have to wait for this opportunity.

Not long after, a huge wave of magic power surged out from the ground and spread in all directions.

After the magic power fluctuations dissipated, a strong aura spread over the entire factory.

Mo Li knew that Hercules, the great hero from Greece, had arrived on this land.

Mo Li braced himself and carefully felt the magic power fluctuations under his feet.

Soon, Mo Li felt that a will that could destroy him in an instant had locked onto him.

Fortunately, the other party did not really appear in front of him.

"You can still sense my presence from such a long distance." Mo Li sighed, "Fortunately, he didn't regard me as an enemy that needed to be eliminated immediately. This first level has been passed."

"The main event comes next."

"'Analysis of Matters'."

Mo Li lowered his head, took the initiative to activate the skill that had taken his life many times, and looked inside the magic workshop at his feet.

The next second, the internal situation of the magic workshop underground in the factory appeared before his eyes——

The hero is tall and tall, with an appearance and body that exceeds the limits of human beings. He has reached the realm of gods and stands in the summoning array. He stares at the magician who summoned him with eyes filled with unbearable pressure.

'Are you my master and the one given the trial? '

This is undoubtedly a confirmation ceremony to establish contact with the Master after the Servant is successfully summoned.

But even such a simple confirmation ceremony has the oppressive power of a natural disaster.

Because he has the ability to face the constraints of the command spell and kill everyone in the factory with his bare hands.

Because he is the son of Zeus, the great Hercules, who has broken through twelve levels of trials, is invincible and can kill even the enemies of the gods.

"Is this Uncle B of the Gong Rank... Such a strong sense of oppression." Mo Li lamented, "If it were a head-on fight, even a hundred Gilgamesh wouldn't be enough to defeat him."

"It's a pity that such a strong hero will never attack in full condition no matter which Holy Grail War he fights in." Mo Li sighed, "Even this Holy Grail War is no exception."

'I ask you [in order to win in a fight, can you attack young children]? '

As if responding to Mo Li's sigh, Bazdiello in the basement asked the great hero.

'...I can not do it.If anyone gives me such an order, it is my enemy. '

Hercules' face was as serious as iron, and he asked in a voice as cold as ice: 'Are you... testing me? '

In an instant, the huge pressure turned into a storm and broke through the underground workshop and came to the surface. Even Mo Li, who was far above the factory, felt his body sink, as if he was tied up with a thousand pounds of restraints.

'Since it sounds like you know my origin from your tone...let me judge that you risked your life by what you said. '

Hercules frowned and issued a warning, as if waiting for the other party to change his mind.

However, he did not get the desired result.

'Of course, I gave up my life long ago. 'Bazdillo glared at Heracles, raised his left hand, and responded, 'I command you with a command spell——'

'...so superficial. '

Hercules shook his head, the restraints of the Command Seal being almost meaningless to him.As long as he wants to resist, even three suicide orders are not enough to make him commit any act of self-harm.

In fact, Hercules was not wrong in his judgment of the current situation.

However, Bazdiello was not an arrogant magician who would use command spells to control the behavior of his followers at will.

Rather, Bazdiello is a guy who is very good at using the conscience of others to fight.

For example, at this moment, he was taking advantage of Hercules' misjudgment, as well as his self-esteem and reserve of not killing people at will.

The most important thing is that Bazdiello has more than just Command Seals!

This crazy magician also possesses the remnants of "all the evil in this world" that were once buried in the Great Holy Grail!

'Don't hide yourself...' Bazdiello released a curse that was like floating from the bottom of the abyss with no expression on his face. 'There is no need to hide your sins or regrets. Take out your heart and let me see everything about you.'

'I don't need a noble hero, but greed that does whatever it takes to achieve the goal. '

'What I need is an antihero filled with human obsessions. '

'I command you again with the Command Seal───Recall the [human beings] you have seen. Without giving the hero time to react, Bazdiello declared again, "Recall your filth as a human being." '

Under the second curse, memory fragments containing regret and pain spurted out from the depths of Hercules' soul, turning into raging fire and eating away at his heart.

'what have you done? Heracles was shaken and fell to his knees in pain, "How is this possible?" '

'I order you with the final command spell——'

Hercules' eyes widened, and he tried his best to suppress the pain that was pouring out of his body.The [Curse], which can be called spiritual pollution, stretched out his hand towards Bazdiello.

Even if the name of a hero is tarnished and turned into a monster that kills the Master, he must kill this crazy and violent magician!

However, just when he broke free from all mental pollution and was about to grab Bazdiello's neck, the other party's last command spell was already activated along with the curse——

'Accept...humanity for what it is. '

Dirty and filthy black mud gushes out of Bazdiello's body and is about to swallow the great hero controlled by the curse——

"'Such a long journey'——!"

At the moment when Hercules was regretting his carelessness and Bazdiello was laughing at him for dragging the demigod hero into hell, the sword light full of human lamplight came down from the sky, blowing away the filthy black mud. Completely cut off!

This wave, this wave is where the heroes appear!

"I'm sorry, the speed of drilling through the floor was a little slower than I expected." Mo Li, who fell from the sky and rushed into the formation, smiled at Hercules and said, "I've caught up now, right?"

"Yes, you came at just the right time." Facing Mo Li's smile, the great hero from Greece nodded and thanked, "Thank you, hero who came from afar."

Chapter 13 Hercules, Get Da☆Ze!

After successfully cutting off the black mud, Mo Li immediately jumped behind Hercules.

Mo Li knew that his participation was not required in the next battle.

He knew that the curse that Bazdiello spent on his last command spell could only make the great hero from Greece stunned for a moment.