Late at night, the abandoned old house was silent, with only a little dim light in the main house.

Due to years of disrepair, except for the tap water and gas pipelines that can be used here, the rest, including the power system, has been completely scrapped, and it is barely supported by a small diesel generator.

Of course, this generator is also a scrap product recycled by Shirou, and it is repaired with the power of magic.

It can be said that for the Holy Grail War, he has spent half of the pocket money he saved over the years.

However, compared with other emperors, this young man's desire for the Holy Grail is not that strong. He just holds a curious heart and wants to see what the so-called "universal wishing machine" looks like.

"Mother……"

In his sleep, Ilia curled up in a ball, calling her mother's name from time to time, looking like a small animal abandoned by her master, both cute and pitiful.

She fell asleep again after eating something.

Because as the souls of the servants entering the Little Holy Grail become more and more numerous, this body, which had already had major defects, finally began to have problems, making it inevitably weaker and more prone to illness.

Shirou took a towel and gently wiped the sweat beads of the legal loli's forehead, then turned around and came to the outdoor steps, sat down and sighed slightly, "The magician is really a complex and weird group. There are people as gentle and kind as the teacher, and there are also a mixture of angels and demons like Ilia. Tosaka classmate, can you tell me what the real magic world looks like?"

“The real magic world?

Sorry, I don't know much.

In fact, since my father died because of participating in the last Holy Grail War, my understanding of the magic world has been limited to a few people around me.

But one thing is certain, that is, the moral values, worldviews and values ​​of magicians are completely different from ordinary people.

Take my father for example. When Sakura was young, he gave it to another magician family as his adopted daughter without hesitation, with the purpose of not wanting to waste her magical talent.

After all, in a family, there can only be one person to inherit all the magic seals, even if the price is that sisters will kill each other in the future.

This action directly caused Sakura to live completely in pain and despair for a whole year.

Later, her personality became like this, which was closely related to that experience.

I can tell you clearly that people like my father are already among the closest people in the magic world to the category of ordinary people.

As for those crazy guys, they would not even treat ordinary people as similar people, but instead regarded them as domestic animals such as cattle, horse, pigs and sheep that can be slaughtered at will.

Do you know?

Many magicians master the technology of transforming human life and soul into magic, and will put it into use without hesitation.

The Einzberen family where Ilia is located is actually a group of magicians who create artificial humans out of thin air.

From the moment they were born, they had been designed with age and lifespan, just like tools, just to achieve the goal of seizing the Holy Grail.

I guess that little guy has been locked in a castle since he was born and has never had any contact with the outside world.

That's why she is curious about everything. She is obviously eighteen years old, but she still looks like a child in her heart."

When he said this, Rin's tone was not emotional, as if those things had nothing to do with him.

Because in the past ten years, she had already thought about everything and even forgave her father's decision to send her sister away without anyone's consent.

I have to say that as a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, she is much more psychologically mature than her peers.

In contrast, Shirou, who heard these contents, immediately opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide, unable to believe what he heard in his ears.

After a full minute, he rubbed his face hard and smiled bitterly and complained: "Oh my God! This is simply crazy! It turns out that the magician's world is like this. I feel a little regretful about entering this circle now!"

"Sorry, it's too late. From the moment you participated in the Holy Grail War, you have officially entered the observation range of the Magicians Association. Whether you want to or not, as long as you can survive, you will inevitably be paid attention to by all forces. So if you don't want to be a chess piece to be used, then find a way to become stronger. Only a powerful enough magician can gain a place in this cruel world." Lin Yu warned earnestly.

“It sounds really scary…”

Before Shirou could finish his words, Hong A and Jin Shanshan suddenly removed their spirit body state and blocked the entrance of the gate from left to right.

The next second...

boom!

The entire door was instantly shattered by a terrifying force, and a tall man carrying a red spear slowly walked in from the outside.

"Yo! Archer, Assassin, we're meeting again." Ku Chulin smiled and said hello, his face full of strong fighting spirit.

"It's you? Lancer!" Hong A raised her eyebrows in surprise.

He had never expected that the pair of Sakura and Medusa tonight would not be the pair, but the Son of Light in Ireland.

"Battleman! Do you still dare to appear in front of me? Are you impatient to live?" Jin Shanshan asked with his hands crossed his chest and sneered.

Just as he was talking, countless treasures slowly flew out from the golden ripples, locking the invaders at the door.

With just one thought, the other party can be torn to pieces immediately.

"Hahahaha! Are you angry? King of Heroes! Just because I almost pierced your heart not long ago?" Ku Chulin subconsciously glanced at the golden armor.

If it weren't for the blockade of this armor, Gilgamesh would have been sent to the Little Holy Grail.

"Bastard! You bastard dare to laugh at me? Go and die!"

Jin Shanshan, who was trained by Rin, had a temper like a menopausal woman. She was both sensitive and irritable, and she launched a full-scale coverage attack without saying a word.

Facing the numerous treasures flying towards him, Ku Chulin not only did not retreat, but instead raised his red spear and charged forward.

"Gae Bolg (Punctured the Dead Sphincter)!"

moment!

The dazzling red light directly turned into a lightning bolt and flew towards the hero king.

"Battleman! Do you think that if you use a move once, you can still hurt me?"

Jin Shanzhang was extremely capable of pretending to be ridiculed and took out a shield from the king's treasure and blocked it in front of his chest.

When the reversal of the causal effect is activated!

The sharp red spear hit the shield directly, and even the skin on the surface was not pierced, but was blocked by some force.

"How is this... possible?!" Ku Chulin widened his eyes in shock.

You should know that this attack cannot be defended by the word "solidity", but must have the same causal reversal instrument.

"Hmph! It's easier to find a treasure that can defend your gun from my endless treasure than to eat and drink water. Now, die honestly and use your blood to atone for the previous offenses."

Accompanied by Jin Shanzhang's extremely arrogant declaration, hundreds of treasures flew out of the king's treasure like missiles, directly razing all the hundreds of meters ahead to the ground.

The terrifying destructive power is comparable to any missile that does not carry a nuclear warhead.

fortunately!

This house is a typical Japanese-style house with a large area and no dense residential area around it. At best, the house opposite was also exposed.

When the dust in the sky completely dissipated, Ku Qiulin's figure finally appeared.

However, compared to his high spirits just now, he had suffered a considerable injury. His right leg and left shoulder were penetrated by some kind of short sword-like weapon, and blood flowed out along the wound and dyed large pieces of clothing red.

Obviously, under the infinite and dense projection of King Zhijie, there are basically few heroes who can take the lead.

But the Irish Son of Light was not frustrated by this. Instead, he smiled and pulled out the two short swords and threw them on the ground, emitting a more fierce and cruel aura: "Great! This is the opponent I longed to meet! The death fight I have been looking forward to in my heart! If you use this bottle of medicine on you, there should be no regrets."

After saying that, he took out a glass bottle as thick as a finger, then pulled out the plug and raised his head and drank it all.

Before others could react, the blood oozing out of the wound began to boil and evaporate, and in just a few seconds, the heartbeat and body temperature increased to a very dangerous threshold.

thump!

thump!

thump!

The violently beating heart is like an overloaded engine, leading the master to the road to death.

But this overload brought unimaginable power to Ku Chulin, speed and agility, and magical power are also increasing by geometric times.

Now, he felt that his gun could even easily kill the gods!

"That guy didn't lie to me!"

Ku Chulin muttered in a low voice, then raised his head and shouted at his opponent not far ahead: "King of Heroes! There is a legend in my hometown that a truly great warrior will inevitably die on the road to charge, no matter how powerful the enemies ahead are."

"Oh? Is this your last words?" Jin Shanshan asked with a smile on his lips.

"No! I want to tell you! Don't underestimate me!"

With the last word blurted out, the Son of Light really shone like a ray of light in the night sky.

This time, his speed had surpassed the sound, and a harsh roar burst out at the moment of starting, and an umbrella-shaped white shock wave appeared around his body.

All weapons that fly out of the King's treasure cannot hit this super-high speed target, and will constantly change direction.

After about a few seconds of maneuvering avoidance, Ku Chulin finally caught a chance, instantly cut into the attack range of the spear, and launched a storm-like attack at Gilgamesh.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Block!

But Jin Shanshan was undoubtedly ready for a long time. Not only was he not busy, he played the coquettish "sword change flow" style, constantly taking out various weapons from the king's treasure to block, and letting out a pleasant smile: "Hahahaha! Not bad! I admit that you are a great warrior! Come on! Take out all your strength and please me before you die."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As the medicine began to fully attack, the Son of Light could no longer hear any sound from the outside world, leaving only attack, attack, and faster attack, eyes, ears and mouth constantly spraying blood out.

Just as Jin Shanshan was about to tease the opponent in front of him until he died, Ku Chulin suddenly jumped high and rushed up, injecting all his magic into the weapon, and then threw it down with all his last strength.

"Arrogant miscellaneous! Go to death! Thrust through the Death Shooter's Gun!"
To be continued...