Life As Aozaki Orange

The light suddenly rose, the strong wind suddenly spread, and a hazy voice appeared in the call, and it was vaguely visible as a man.

"So that's how it is. Destiny is really wonderful."

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Emiya's warehouse.

"Although there is no holy relic... it can only rely on compatibility."

Emiya Shirou stood in front of the magic circle. He didn't summon the holy relics of the heroic spirits, and he couldn't buy the holy relics with his financial resources. One plus one is greater than two.

"Declaration!"

He raised his hand, facing the magic circle on the ground in front of him.

It was the blood left after the chicken he bought was slaughtered. Although such ritual materials... are too simple, the summoning array itself doesn't need to be complicated, it's just used to contact the heroic spirits.

In other words, this level of summoning array is enough.

soon.

The recitation of the words and spirits is over.

"...Servant Archer, answering the call."

The light receded, and a tall, well-built man emerged. His hair and eyebrows were all white, and his demeanor looked a bit cold, with an aura of battle experience.

Even if you don't know this man's past, you can tell that he is definitely not a weak person.

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Hyatt Hotel.

"Remi... During this period of time, you have neglected to exercise."

Scatha looked at her apprentice who was summoned not far away, so she said this first. With her eyesight, it was natural to see that Remilia did not practice honestly according to her teachings after returning to the present world.

In other words, although it is true that I have exercised... the intensity seems to be dispensable.

"Master... I'm too busy after returning to this world."

Remilia turned her head away, speaking a little unsurely.

She returned to the present world but felt quite busy... Not to mention the flight from London to Japan, and when she arrived in Tokyo, she found that her fate was connected with the maid, and she has been entangled with Sakuya Izayoi since then.

Therefore, she did not exercise strictly according to the master's requirements.

"This matter... can be discussed later."

Shaking his head, Scathach stared sharply at his feet, no, to be more precise, he stared at the heroic spirits on the floor below his feet, only ten floors away from them.

"What a coincidence, it seems that some people are also very confident in their own strength."

Remilia followed the master's line of sight, inspired by the power of fate, and soon discovered the heroic spirit hidden downstairs. She didn't expect... that someone would make a similar decision to her.

In Fuyuki City...the Grand Hyatt Hotel is the most conspicuous and the hotel with the best environment.

However, it will definitely not be the priority of the master to choose the residence. Privacy and safety are the most important things for the masters to consider.

However, if you are very confident in your own strength and are not afraid of all foreign enemies, you can naturally choose to live here.

"...First battle, please pay attention to safety."

Not far away, Sakuya, who was wearing a maid outfit, bowed slightly to Remilia. Remilia just smiled slightly and said:

"Sakuya, make me a cup of black tea."

"Now?"

Izayoi Sakuya was a little puzzled, maybe Remilia didn't plan to clean up the heroic spirits in the hotel.

"After a workout, it's normal to have a cup of tea to quench your thirst."

Remilia smiled, raised a finger and said: "I will come back and drink the black tea that Sakuya made when the black tea is at the optimum temperature."

With that said, she left the top floor.

"..."

Seeing this, Izaya Sakuya was stunned, and turned around to make black tea after a while, although she really wanted to tell Remilia that she had actually seen the story about warming wine and killing Hua Xiong in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

However, if Remilia really does it...it might not be a good thing.

Chapter 368: Selling Heroic Spirits

"Caster, you are too weak!!!"

The screams of fear resounded. An obese male magician pressed his back against the wall, sweating profusely, looking at the little blue loli not far away, as if seeing a devil.

Not long ago, that cute and tender little loli descended like a god to instantly kill the heroic spirit he summoned.

The heroic spirit named Shakespeare was attacked by that little lolita, and before he could react... he was pierced through the heart by the dark red magic spear, and there was no possibility of him surviving.

However, now... he needs to worry more about his own life.

"...This is...the script of fate requires me to die."

Shakespeare looked at the Master in the corner. Although he didn't know his name yet, he didn't have the chance to ask more now, so he could only silently send a blessing.

"Anyway, Master wishes you good luck."

Saying so, he died decisively on the spot, turning into a golden mist and disappearing into the room. Although the blue-haired little girl's ability was unknown...but she had a very good potential.

That little girl...maybe has what it takes to be the best writer ever.

"Hey Hey hey!!!"

The obese male magician burst into tears and shouted loudly: "You are dead, so what should I do, I don't want to die here!!!"

His voice was shrill and frightening, as if a young woman had lost her husband.

On the other side, Remilia watched this scene in silence, feeling a little unreal. She just sneaked up and attacked with all her strength, but she didn't actually have the idea of ​​killing with one blow, but more... wanting to take the opportunity to weaken the opponent.

Then let Master... be able to end the battle more easily.

However, it was too unexpected.

That Heroic Spirit... was successfully attacked by her so easily.

This was really beyond her expectation.

"Remi... the black tea is getting cold."

At the door, Skaha leaned against the edge of the door and reminded his disciples.

And this sentence immediately brought Remilia back to her senses. She didn't intend to dwell on the problem just now. She looked at the trembling poor magician with her red eyes at the corner.

And this moment.

"Forgive me!!!"

Resolutely, the obese magician shuddered and knelt on the ground in a five-body throwing manner. The posture appeared to be extremely standard, and his strong desire to survive was almost overflowing.

Remilia swallowed what she was about to say. Originally, she planned to let this human go directly, but seeing this magician's funny side.

She couldn't help asking.

"Then you...do you have any value worth my life?"

"...Here, I can give you a lot of money!"

The chubby magician said this immediately, but Remilia didn't respond to this sentence, she just shook her head slightly and said:

"I'm not interested in money."

"..."

These words, to the fat magician's ears, were a declaration of death. He raised his head in despair, and looked at the little loli who was not far away. Then, he realized... the identity of this blue-haired little loli.

Shicai was so frightened that his brain froze and he could hardly think.

However, looking closely now, I found that the little loli on the opposite side is the existence of the only true ancestor in the world, the controller of the future Dead Apostles, named 'Remilia Brunstadt'.

"Your Highness Remilia, how about using my blood as a reward?"

He forced himself to calm down, and his brain was running at high speed: "I am a magician who has been passed down for six generations. I have a good bloodline and excellent magic power. I can barely be your highness' blood bag."

It's not a lie, he has a good magical pedigree, and if he is the blood-sucking target of the Dead Apostles, it is also the best supplement, which can quickly replenish the magic power.

Secondly, if a true ancestor like Remilia is used as a blood bag, it means that he will become a Death Apostle, and there is no need for the long and random evolution process of ordinary Death Apostles.

That is to say, although he was defeated...but he can still gain a long life, as well as the enviable physical fitness of the Dead Apostles.

Moreover, maybe the dead apostle turned into by the blood-sucking of the true ancestor...maybe have more high-end potential.

"..."

Remilia silently looked at the fat magician lying on the ground, her cute cheeks wrinkled together, she had no interest in sucking blood from the man in front of her, even if she wanted to suck blood... she would only suck Izayo Sakuya, then The blood of a pure and beautiful girl, the magician in front of her... Even if she dies, she "don't" suck a mouthful of blood.

"No, your blood is disgusting!"

She showed an expression of obvious disgust, and took a step back slightly: "Although, I have never sucked your blood, but your blood... has been polluted by tobacco and alcohol for a long time."

"..."

The fat magician froze in place. He did have a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of whiskey a day, but this shouldn't affect the quality of his blood. You know...he has a lineage of magicians for six generations.

"Forget it, you came here with a ransom of 100 million yuan afterwards."

After waving her hand, Remilia turned around and left, not interested in talking to the fat magician. Sure enough, it would be more interesting to go back and drink Sakuya black tea.

Seeing this scene, the fat magician showed an expression of surviving after a catastrophe. Although he had to pay a high ransom, for him... being able to survive is already a great thing.

However, the so-called 100 million ransom...does it refer to dollars, yen, or renminbi?

at the same time.

Park in Fuyuki City.

Canozaki Chengzi sat on the bench, looking up at the stars in the sky, she was waiting for someone here, in order to make herself more interesting, someone who participated in the Holy Grail War.

Soon, a man with blond hair, slightly dark skin, and a slutty temperament came over. He embraced these two sexy beauties with his hands, looking like a cynical rich second generation.

However, when he saw Cang Qi orange not far away, he let go of the two women who were holding him, and his dissolute temperament became submissive.

"Good evening, Master Magician."

He walked not far from Chengzi, bowed respectfully and saluted.

"...Heh, you came on time."

Aozaki Chengzi chuckled, the man in front of her...was a participant in this Holy Grail War, a man named 'Atram Gariasta', who was also killed by Medea in the Fifth Holy Grail War the Master.

"Since it is an invitation from a magician, I naturally cannot refuse."

Atram Gariasta was very respectful, without showing any trace of debauchery. He knew what kind of existence this woman was in front of him. She was a monster far beyond the rules of the social system constructed by human beings.

Even if he is upset right now and kills him on the spot... no one will be able to hold him accountable, and naturally no one will be able to avenge him.

Therefore, in front of such existences... it is better to lower your posture.

"I want the Heroic Spirit you summoned, 'Medea'"

Cang Qi Chengzi simply stated the demand: "As a price, I will pay you 10,000 U.S. dollars. Can you agree to this condition?"

"No~"

The man shook his head.

"Don't want to?"

Cheng Zi chuckled, but was not angry.

"Yes, and I won't charge you a penny."

Atram Gariasta bowed slightly, showing a smile: "This is my gift. If I can exchange for the friendship of Mr. Orange, then I will be satisfied."

"Friendship is enough."

Shaking his head slightly, Aozaki Chengzi smiled lightly and said, "If you maintain this polite attitude, maybe you will be able to walk out of the Holy Grail War safely and alive."

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