Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

"Master? Are you going out now? Isn't it time to start a war during the day?"

Seeing Roland getting up to accept the report, Yuzao raised his tail and smiled expectantly: "Could it be that you want to invite Xiaoyu to go shopping? Hohohoho? It can be more direct..."

Ignoring Yuzao, who was playing tricks, Roland jumped out from the opened French window.

"I'm going to move my body a little bit now. You can decide for yourself whether you want to follow me or not."

"Master! I'm actually more selfish than Xiaoyu. Even if I am a good wife, I would be dissatisfied if I am treated like this," Yuzao complained, but followed Roland honestly.

"So, what is the so-called physical activity?"

"Well, for example, it's like buying popcorn and soda before watching a movie to cultivate interest in advance."

"Oh, I understand, I understand, this is also a compulsory course for a good wife. Before entering the main drama, the preparation for foreplay is also very important..."

Roland knocked on the head of Yuzao, in order to prevent her from saying more off-line words, he had to take the initiative to hold Yuzao's hand.

Next, the dark shadow hugged the figures of the two into their arms.

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My name is Usei Ryunosuke, I am 23 years old. Lives in the Miyama Town area of ​​Fuyuki City, unmarried. Now work in a convenience store. I have to work overtime every day until 8 o'clock in the evening before I can go home. I don't smoke, and I drink only lightly. Go to bed at one o'clock in the morning and sleep for 8 hours a day. Before going to bed, I must choose the next murder target, and then do a 20-minute rehearsal, go to bed, and immediately fall asleep. Once you wake up to dawn, never leave fatigue and stress until the next day. People around me say I'm normal.

In my life, I only act for one goal, and that is what the so-called 'death' is.

All in all, I am a knowledge seeker out of vulgar taste.

"Ryunosuke? Come and help me unload the goods!"

"Okay, manager."

Ryunosuke Yusheng responded loudly, and put away the diary in his hand.

After the middle-aged store manager handed over the two stacked boxes in his hand to Ryunosuke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Although Ryunosuke Yusheng didn't look strong, he was actually very strong With strength, one person can often do the work of two people. Thinking of this, the store manager felt grateful for his previous employment of Ryunosuke.

At that time, Ryunosuke was a little uneasy because of his conspicuous orange hair and playboy-like clothes with a cheetah, but after getting in touch with him personally, the store manager realized that he couldn't judge a person by his appearance.

The two months of getting along with him in person made him understand that Ryunosuke is an optimistic and cheerful boy who can understand other people's feelings. He is informal but curious. Although he moved from a foreign city, he is indeed very reliable. Woolen cloth.

But if he knew that the cheerful young man in front of him was a serial killer who was recently wanted, the store manager would swallow all these comments back.

Yusheng Ryunosuke has a harmonious family, a complete childhood, and has not experienced any hardships, but his curiosity since he was a child still makes him full of curiosity about death. In his opinion, only the moment before death is the most real. microcosm and meaningful essence.

There is nothing more real than the wailing of the victim before death. It is precisely because of this belief that Ryunosuke Yusheng embarked on this path of pursuing art and hunting his own kind as a means.

The more victims there are, the deeper his understanding of life is. It is precisely because he really enjoys this process and cooperates with superb methods that the police have not found his trace until now.

Following the ancient books in the old house, he came to Fuyuki City to perform the ritual of summoning demons and still got nothing, Ryunosuke Uyuu has been a little tired recently.

After her own aesthetics hit the news,

Ryunosuke, who was originally bored, planned to leave the city, but a more interesting thing made him stay again.

This is a rumor he heard during the hunting process.

——The Night Knight of Fuyuki City.

I don't know when, the nighttime crime rate in Fuyuki City has been greatly reduced, and some passers-by even saw someone jumping on the wall.

This superhero-like individualism and gradually decreasing crime rate have made many believers in this rumor. Ryunosuke Yusheng confirmed the authenticity of this news through his own careful observation.

So, he immediately decided to stay.

Whether it was the death of a young child, an adult man or woman, an old man, or a blood-related relative, he had witnessed it all, but what would the death of such a dark hero look like?

In order to witness this, Ryunosuke Yusheng put all his energy into preparing for the meeting ceremony. He wanted to give that hero a big meeting ceremony.

"Shop Manager, I'm leaving first today."

After proficiently asking for leave, Ryunosuke Yusheng took off his apron, hummed a song, and walked towards his stronghold, because he himself believed that art and life should be separated, so even if he killed many people, he never Having touched every penny of the other party's wealth, it leads to working part-time to survive, and can only maintain one's interest after work.

Walking to a secluded alley, Ryunosuke Yusheng naturally opened the manhole cover and walked down - this is a good place he discovered recently, there is a lot of space, no one comes, and he can give full play to his talents.

After crossing the passages extending in all directions, Ryunosuke Yusheng walked to the central square and saw his own works.

The skin of the ribs was torn apart, allowing the flesh and bones to spread out like wings, and they were still alive. They were hung in the center and nailed to a high platform made of corpses, a filthy 'angel'.

Even though he has seen it many times, looking at his masterpiece, Ryunosuke Yusheng is still dancing with excitement.

"It's so cool! As expected of me! Such a masterpiece is the best welcome to Mr. Hero! I don't know how he will evaluate it?"

"It's ugly."

Yusheng Ryunosuke's voice stopped abruptly, he turned his head a little bit in a daze, and looked at a black-haired young man surrounded by shadows who was gradually walking towards him standing in the distance, looking at him with ruby-like pupils. Looking at Ryunosuke Yusheng's works, he repeated his evaluation again.

"It's too ugly. If you have to say it, the wormhole of Matou's family is a little more artistic than yours."

Roland stared at the strange greeting and sighed.

"And what kind of weird name is Mr. Hero, I just clean up the garbage in my room."

"—Crap like you."

Yusheng Ryunosuke felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and just about to take out the blade he carried with him, suddenly his chest hurt.

He lowered his head subconsciously, and saw a bloodstain appearing on his chest and abdomen, and then, the red liquid mixed with the internal organs splashed out, adding a rich touch to the scene of hell.