Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

From the very beginning, Roland has been deliberately monitoring the Tohsaka family, not because he is afraid of Tohsaka Tokiomi, but because he wants to prevent the wonderful drama of the Holy Grail War from being destroyed.

"Is this the snake slough from thousands of years ago? In a sense, the existence of this sacred relic makes it hard for people not to wonder if there is something wrong with it?"

Gui Wu Tsuji also looked at the holy relic in Roland's hand with great interest. Having watched the Fourth War once, he knew who the heroic spirit was related to.

"Are you planning to control the King of Heroes yourself? That guy is an outsider."

"I know," Roland interrupted Mitsuji Tsuji with cold words, "Gilgamesh himself is a very interesting individual, but the story of the Holy Grail War is too small for him, he will put all the fun ruined."

Roland turned his head and looked at Guiwu Tsuji, his black pupils were full of indifference.

"Wu Mi, do you know what is the most disgusting thing in a drama?"

Wu Mi, who was born in a noble family, is no stranger to the art of drama. Among his many forms, there is a geisha posture used to collect information in Huajie and instruct humans.

"It should be a mechanical descendant. Even in the face of a powerful enemy that cannot be resisted, there is no room for resistance. It can only be said to be a bad story all the way forward, but if in a well-developed story, there appears a All the characters, that was really intolerable to me."

Speaking of this, Wu Mi smiled a little worriedly, "For example, in the Taisho drama between evil spirits and samurai, there is a person who kills the king of evil spirits with one move. The way I deal with the ghost king still makes me hate this selfish 'world' from the bottom of my heart."

"That's right, I'm the only one who can lift the table."

Roland nodded in agreement, and closed the box again, "So, this time, I can only let it sleep obediently, and leave the scene early."

After he let go, the holy relic that had exhausted the Tohsaka family's funds fell into the shadows and became Roland's property.

"But the King of Heroes is still very interesting. Next time, let me prepare a bigger stage for him that suits his identity. Let's see if he can still face everything with a calm attitude?"

Roland's whole body exuded ominous malice, which made Wu Mi look forward to it.

"That's gotta be fun."

"However, Tosaka Tokiomi's funds are basically gone. He will definitely go crazy if he loses the key holy relic."

"Then ignore my business," Roland kicked open the hatch, letting the air flow sweep him out of the sky, "After all, we are enemies now, but that guy might not be so willing to give up the Holy Grail War, so , I’ll continue to look forward to it, change itself is part of the fun.”

Roland's voice fluttered and danced in the wind, and finally disappeared under the shadow of the clouds.

The damaged transport plane is still flying smoothly, and the shadow ninjas are still working dedicatedly. They are responsible for transporting the unfortunate news to that island country in its entirety.

On the other hand, Waver also yawned and woke up at Matou's house.

These days Roland gave him a few days off on the grounds of worrying about his health. Although Weber felt that the guy must have found something interesting and ran off to play alone, the long-lost vacation still made people feel happy. happy.

In the past few days, Weber only flew back to the clock tower once, sorted out the follow-up courseware, and sold a small bag of gems as his own funds.

Thinking of this, Weber wanted to complain, is Roland the king of the underground world? Rewards are always gems, gold, and various precious treasures as the norm.

However, Weber, who was strictly taking advantage of it, was embarrassed to raise objections. After asking his reliable friend Melvin to help sell it,

He didn't care about the turmoil caused by that small bag of precious gems, so he hid in this island country again.

Originally, he cherished his time very much, but now, with sufficient financial support, his research process has been greatly shortened, and Weber's quality of life has also been significantly improved, and he is rare to have more free time.

But once people are free, they will always think about messy things.

"Holy Grail War?"

Skillfully ignoring the black shadow corps who received the water, squeezed the toothpaste, and then disappeared, Weber muttered the word and brushed his teeth.

When the two met for the first time, Roland confessed to Weber that he was going to participate in the Holy Grail War, so in the past few days, Weber also looked up relevant information in his free time.

Most of the people in the clock tower didn't give a good opinion, that is, the ceremony of successfully demoting and summoning the heroic spirit was quite interesting, and at best it could only be regarded as a good practical experience.

Except for Einzbern, the other two royal families built were not well-known, but Roland told him with certainty that the Holy Grail had the function of fulfilling wishes.

Now that Roland has said this, Weber naturally chooses to believe it, but Weber has not yet recovered from Roland's idea of ​​inviting him to participate in the Holy Grail War.

The magicians put their lives on the line to participate in the battle to determine the only winner, and Weber knew very well that he did not have this kind of awareness...at least not now.

The reason is also very simple, he is a theoretical school.

Although magic is just a tool, many magicians only regard magic as a convenient means, but because of the characteristics of magic, the advanced research results can also be converted into combat power, so there are two theories of magician and magician The difference between faction and actual combat faction.

Weber is naturally a pure theoretician. It's not that he has self-knowledge, but his own talent makes him really love research.

Originally without financial support, he might have taken a gamble and made a wish to the Holy Grail to give himself a lot of money, but now that he is funded, he only needs to concentrate on research, without any other worries and requirements, and he will not have any wishes.

Moreover, it would be too difficult for him to make enemies with his friends.

Weber washed his face, put on his pajamas, yawned, and walked into the hall.

"Good morning, would you like something to eat?"

What caught my eye was a large table full of exquisite pastries, as well as the sweet aroma that hit my face.

The young man sitting in the center bit the cake on the fork nonchalantly and said hello.

"I said," Weber's eyelids twitched, "it's too unhealthy to eat so many sweets in the morning."

"There's nothing wrong with it. You're not going to grow taller if you worry too much." Roland calmly stuffed a piece of cream cake into his mouth. "Just learn from me and never worry about these things."

"Forget it," Weber pulled a plate of scones that were not so sweet, and poured himself a cup of black tea, "I don't want a toothache."

"Supplementing sugar is very important for the brain. For people like you who often have a sad face, it can also bring happiness."

Roland shook the fork, glanced at the back of Weber's hand that was still empty, and didn't care.

He didn't deliberately infect Weber's character, just to prevent this excellent fruit from becoming crooked. After all, it would be too wasteful to eat this kind of treasure before it is ripe.

So Weber still maintains his innocence, and is still preparing the paper that can cause uproar and criticize the decay of the clock tower. With the support of funds, it may be more perfect, but it is useless, that paper, no matter what Excellence will not have good results.

Because it itself is untenable, it's just that the current Weber is too young to realize this.

After the cruel reality taught him how to be a human being, he, who had already been planted by Roland, would take the initiative to participate in the competition for the Holy Grail.

"Happiness is not a necessary thing for a magician," Weber sighed. Knowing that Roland is a sweet tooth, he didn't intend to continue the debate, but turned the topic to a more important direction. .

"So, have you decided on the choice of magic category?"