Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

“Welcome to visit next time!”

Roland routinely ignored the clerk girl who always looked at him with strange eyes, walked out of the convenience store with a plastic bag in her hand, looked at the sunlight that was gradually falling from the gaps in the tall buildings, and gave a very unreasonable slap yawn.

Last night, because of the rare night excursion, I had a discussion with Guiwu Tsuji Wumi for a while about the origin of the boat of the dead and the choice of mission goals. By the time he realized it, it was already dawn.

Although he stayed up all night, as a standard human low-quality male, Roland adhered to the idea that since it was rare to stay up all night, he simply went to the convenience store again, by the way Restock your candy stock.

In this regard, Guiwu Tsuji Wucan could only express his speechlessness.

"Is it necessary? In your current state, eating and sleeping don't play a big role, right?"

"Shut up! Wu Mi, you broke the atmosphere that I carefully brewed. It is because I am still very energetic that I deliberately yawned to create that sleepy feeling. Didn't you destroy the atmosphere like this? !"

Seeing Roland's righteous indignation, Gui Wu Tsuji sighed and said, "You are fine everywhere, but why do you often have some incomprehensible thoughts?"

In getting along with Roland, in addition to feeling that he is a contradictory individual who uses impulse to determine the direction and rationality to determine the way forward, what troubles Gui Wu Tsuji most is Roland's way of thinking.

Roland, who has accepted the power of General Sombra, no longer relies on food to provide energy in his body. As for sleepiness, let alone staying up all night, even if he doesn't close his eyes for a week, he will still maintain a state of vigor. , On the stone tablet showing the state, the spiritual power of breaking a hundred is the best proof.

But this week, Roland still maintains the habit of being a human being, eating, taking a nap, this complaint, Guiwu Tsuji has been holding back for a long time.

"So, Wu Mi, you've been an evil ghost for a long time, and you've completely lost your humanity. This kind of ordinary way allows me to maintain the perception of being a human being. This is a very important attitude. If one day, I gradually lost my humanity, lost my sense of emotions, had no obsession, pursued for the sake of pursuit, so what if I was a god? It was too boring.”

Roland's answer was still so casual: "Besides, apart from other things, eating delicious food, getting enough sleep and then waking up naturally are all very comfortable things. Could it be that becoming a more powerful existence can't have these pleasures? ?"

He swayed his body, walked swaggeringly on the street, turned his head, and looked at Gui Wu Tsuji with pitiful eyes.

"Your purity is too low. Human beings are such an interesting existence. How can you abandon your identity as a human so easily? Whether I am a ghost, a god, or a devil, it doesn't affect the fact that I am a human being. I love all humans!"

Roland cheered, and walked skillfully into the alley next to him. The warm feeling of the winter sun shining on his skin made him very happy now.

Then he stepped into the shadows.

"However, there are not many guys who can be called human beings."

Going straight west from the commercial street in Fuyuki City, there is a separate ramp with an elegant bungalow on it. It is not gorgeous, the color is red, black, and gray mixed, and the door frame is full under the wide area. Closed, giving people an old feeling, like the legacy of the previous era, or even more distant time.

The flower beds in the yard in front of the bungalow have been covered by dense bushes, and a few lonely trees are also in a withered posture in winter, adding a bit of a gloomy atmosphere to the environment here.

Just looking at this house gives people a weird atmosphere, like an old house in a horror movie, but anyone with a normal mind would not want to approach this place on their own initiative.

In fact, this is also the case. When Roland asked for directions with a map, more than one passerby mysteriously warned him about the rumors here. There are multiple versions from the monster that ate the little girl to the resurrected corpse. A ghost talk conference.

Older passers-by would give a more convincing answer, saying that this is a wealthy family with a weird personality, and for the sake of safety, they advised Roland not to approach it.

After seeing this place with his own eyes, Roland agreed with this statement very much. After all, the house is only old, but the overall decoration is still very elegant, with a kind of aristocratic temperament. Changing a dilapidated feeling, and living in this kind of place for a long time, it is inevitable that people wonder if there is something wrong with his brain.

But standing at the end of the street and seeing the nameplate from a distance, Roland still understood it very well.

In front of the gate of the bungalow, the owner's name was safely engraved on the signboard. The inscriptions were full of black rust stains corroded by moisture, and the eerie traces like blood were spelled into such Chinese characters.

——Matou.

Those who know him will regard him as one of the bad deeds of a declining family with no taste, but Roland, who came to visit the place, felt a different flavor.

The power he got from the Shadow Kingdom gave him a keen sense of abnormal auras.

"Just getting close gives people a gloomy feeling." Roland stretched out his hand and pinched the leaves of the bushes on the road. It has a clear color difference from the bushes of Matou's house. "In winter, Matou's house The range seems to be in the rainy season, this weird wet feeling is probably an enchantment."

The place where the magician lived for a long time has also been transformed into a fortress suitable for him to play. After all, the magician is a horrible guy with no humanity. It is the foundation of the foundation.

It is easy for Roland who has the shadow corps to lurk in, but considering Matou Zouyan's cunning character, Roland doesn't want to startle the snake, so the most important thing is to check the spot.

Roland took out the rice ball from the convenience bag and tore open the package. As a traveler, with the backing of the Shadow Kingdom, he didn't mind breaking into Matou's house directly to achieve his goal, but considering it from a realistic point of view, it would be too much. Don't pay attention to the prudence of the five-hundred-year-old magician, even if Matou Zouken can't win, if he runs away, wouldn't it be unnecessary trouble?

Therefore, Roland had to confirm one thing before officially launching the Matou family crusade.

Matou Zouken, are you at home?

(Fat Chiu wants a recommendation vote. After voting, you can pinch Fei Chiu at will. It feels super soft!)