Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Roland clasped his palms together, praying for Fuyuki City, which is in peace.

Thanks to the poorly supervised public system and the useless police department here, he provided him with such an environment to enjoy the feast. In his hometown, he would not do it so blatantly.

Just when he turned his head and was about to continue talking to that scumbag named Nozawa, a weak moan interrupted him.

The direction of the sound came from the bad leader who was thrown aside by Roland at the very beginning. His jaw had been completely shattered, his palms had turned into shapeless lumps of flesh, and his spine was bruised from the close contact with the wall before. The fracture caused him to be completely unable to stand up straight, and the blood was still flowing from the back of his head, but even so, he was still alive and strong.

"I forgot about you as the culprit. You are not dead yet. The vitality of bugs is unexpectedly tenacious."

"He's a playful little boss in this area. If my mother runs away again, my father doesn't care about him. There will be no future troubles. Therefore, he is also vicious in his usual actions, and no one else dares to provoke him."

It's a pity that I hit your iron plate, Nozawa secretly slandered in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face.

Hearing Roland's words, the bad leader, who was no longer suffering anywhere in his body, ignored his broken jaw and spit out words vaguely with his throat.

"Disturb... sip..."

"What is he talking about?" Although he could speak Japanese, it was not his mother tongue after all. Roland didn't understand the bad leader's words for a while.

"Perhaps? He's asking for mercy? He seems to be begging for mercy from you." Nozawa said hesitantly.

"Huh?" Roland showed a very surprised expression, "This is the one he came to find fault with first, and he still asks the person he finds fault with? How despicable! There is no etiquette at all, it is simply the scum of scum. !"

"Didn't you also cause harm to other people before? Have you spared them? Even if you don't have the strength, at least you have to plan to be enlightened. In your words, by the way, rootedness, there must be The root of a man."

Roland said so, but he would not say that in the previous week, he had done a lot of this kind of active fault-finding behavior himself.

On the side, Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi, who was quietly maintaining his personality and phantom duties, had a panoramic view of all this. After contacting Roland this week, he also had a certain understanding of the chosen one of the Ship of the Dead.

Disregarding life and not feeling guilty for hurting other people, Oni Wu Tsuji felt very pleasing to the eye in this regard. The most obvious trait displayed in Roland was undoubtedly that extreme selfishness.

He only does what he likes and keeps a two-sided view of most phenomena.

All in all, the type who is fine with oppressing himself but absolutely hates being oppressed by other people.

This kind of troublesome trait made Guiwu Tsuji have to seriously consider his attitude towards getting along with Roland. He always put forward ideas and suggestions in a gentle tone, but he would never order Roland. Anyway, Roland has already matched his goal very well. Now, Wu Mi thought that he didn't need to mess things up again and screw things up.

If it were him before, he might not be able to do such a thing, but after being turned into a demon by himself and having nowhere to go, Tanjiro still abandons him without any nostalgia, and quite a lot happened to Onimai Tsuji. big change.

Just wait for the development of things. Anyway, since he can be selected, Roland will come to him sooner or later.

Nozawa looked at the scene where his companion who was talking and laughing together in the morning became seriously injured and dying in the evening. He didn't have much affection for this guy before, but now it has become very complicated.

Roland noticed the change in Nozawa's expression and asked, "What, are you pitying him?"

"No, it's not, my lord," Nozawa immediately realized what kind of mistake he had made,

This time without the help of the Shadow Corps, he knelt down by himself and assumed the posture of Tuxiazuo.

If he is dissatisfied with Roland, he can't do it at all. Who can be dissatisfied with a monster that can summon ninjas from the shadows! This is probably a setting that even science fiction novels dare not adopt.

What's more, this kind of superficial friend between acquaintances and strangers, even if it is not Roland but someone else, Nozawa will not feel sad.

"It's just that I can't help it. I have known him for two years. When I saw this scene, I accidentally lost my temper. In the words of the Chinese side, it is 'a gangster'."

Nozawa racked his brains, and finally remembered the idioms that the teacher mentioned in the mandarin class that he hadn't attended a few lessons.

"You are really good at learning idioms."

Roland looked at Nozawa, who kept kowtowing in the seated posture, and didn't know how to complain, so he could only continue to look at the bad leader.

The evil intent on his face became more and more serious, and his eyes became fierce. Ever since the darkness in his heart was released, Roland became more and more selfish.

"You dare to snatch my things, which is enough for me to cut you into pieces, but for the sake of letting go of your breath today, I will be more merciful."

"Head up."

Roland ordered coldly, the voice did not specify a specific target, so Nozawa raised his head cautiously.

He saw Roland lift his foot, aimed at the bad boy's head, and stepped on it mercilessly.

The gushing blood splashed all over Nozawa's triangular face. The sticky and thick blood seemed to stick to his face, with a disgusting fishy smell. He wiped it with his hands a few times. But it was covered with a layer of blood mist.

Strong discomfort hit his mind, Nozawa's threshold was broken again, and he screamed.

"Blood, blood splattered on me!"

But soon, the scream was interrupted by the desire to retch and Roland's impatient voice.

"It's just that one person died, wasting my time jumping around there, blood or something, don't you have it in your own body?"

"Didn't they say you killed people by bullying in the morning? Isn't that the same?"

How can it be the same! Are you bloodless and tearless? To Nozawa, the scene of jumping off the building was a bit unreal, but this person was crushed like a cockroach in front of him!

Nozawa said to himself in his heart, when he raised his head again, the street lights just went dark, and the corpse and bloodstains had sunk into the depths of the shadows as if submerged in a swamp.

When the street lights were turned on again, except for the cracks on the wall knocked out by the bad leaders, there was nothing around. No one would think that a tragedy that killed six lives had happened here.

"It's really pleasant!" Roland stretched his waist, and looked at Nozawa who was lying on the ground, "Not only is he full, but he also has an unexpected harvest."

"In the next time, let us have a good discussion and let go of your price, Master Nozawa."

Roland looked at Nozawa full of teasing, took the convenience bag from the shadow ninja, and walked into the shadows.

From the shadow of the wall, two black shadow ninjas stepped out, one left and one right set up Nozawa, and then followed closely behind.

In the quiet alleyway, there are only street lights, which are still flickering on and off.

(The front is a bit slow, but it is about to enter the main line.)

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