The Endless Shuttle

"Of course." Luo Pei stroked his chest confidently, and slowly sang a poem in a low voice.

"The love between the sea and the hero Peleus gave birth to him, the son of the sea. When he came, all Greece whispered his name. When he grew up, he bathed in the waters of the river Styx and was brave. Wushuang, invulnerable to swords and guns, was regarded as a hero by the entire Greek coalition army, and even the daughter of the God of War, Penthesilea, admired him, he is..."

"Achilles!"

Sora had desperately lowered his voice, but the high excitement in it spread out. "You actually got the holy relic that existed?"

"exactly."

Luo Pei nodded, and took out a cloth-wrapped item from his body.

After it was disassembled, what was placed in it was something similar to the wreckage of the arrow tip—it was what Rope spent an hour finding from a construction site somewhere.

"Forehead……"

Sola is not a fool. Although his level is not as good as Kenneth's, he can still see the authenticity of magic items like holy relics. The scrap iron presented in front of him did not look like the legendary arrow that shot through Achilles' heel.

"...Mr. Cornelius, are you mistaken?" She asked tentatively.

"Wrong? How come!" Rope shouted loudly. "Miss Sola, please take a closer look, this metal shining with the light of the sun god is undoubtedly Apollo's magic arrow."

Did I read it wrong?

Sola has always been not very confident in his magic, and when he heard what Luo Pei said, he moved closer to him, wanting to observe this "Apollo's magic arrow" carefully.

"!!!"

Suddenly, nerve endings issued a dangerous warning, Sora wanted to turn his head but it was too late.

The attack from the stand-in 'Crazy Hell', with a force that was several times stronger than normal, forcibly passed through the spirit-sentence defense on the back of Sola's neck, and hit her on the neck.

"Well……"

With a soft moan, Sora slowly passed out in Luo Pei's arms.

"Ah... Sure enough, this kind of brainless woman is much easier to deal with..."

Leaning down, Luo Pei whispered softly in her ear: "If you want to hate, then hate Kenneth, if he hadn't brought you here, you wouldn't fall in love with the existence you shouldn't love, and you wouldn't be here The land of the Far East perishes."

Afterwards, he shouted angrily, focusing the entire hall on himself.

"Waiter! My female companion has passed out, call a taxi!"

Finally, with Luo Pei's support, Sola and him took a taxi to his hotel—of course, the money was paid by the Hyatt Hotel.

After more than ten minutes, the protagonist of the farce, Rope and the supporting role, Sola, already existed in Rope's room. Although the passers-by and staff downstairs were surprised by Sola's appearance, professional ethics and money still mattered. Let them shut up honestly. It's all for fun anyway, it's none of their business.

"The next step is to make you feel 'fear', Kenneth's poor fiancée!"

Lopez fiddled with the camera he bought from the street, and looked indifferently at the comatose Sora, who was chained by chains protruding from the 'Mad Hell'.

PS: Luo Pei: Sora, come here, I will show you a baby (laughs)

PS1: Sola was quite normal before Director Ken summoned the gun brother, until he was confused and blackened by the tear mole... he looks handsome and is really powerful.

Chapter Seven Kenneth's Fear

—Kenneth Archipelod.

This genius child prodigy from the Spirit Department of the Clock Tower has had a smooth journey from birth to his emergence. Even being selected by the Holy Grail to be given the Command Spell and becoming the only Master of seven people is a matter of course for him. This Holy Grail War is nothing more than a gilding ceremony to add jewels to one's own crown.

But he never expected that even before the war started, his troubles would appear one after another.

First, the sacred relic "Alexander's cloak" he had prepared was stolen, and then today, he discovered that his fiancée Sola was missing.

"Damn it! I clearly told her not to leave."

Kenneth held his head, his face distressed.

Obviously today is the time for summoning, but she hasn't heard from her since early in the morning. There must be a limit to self-willedness, right? According to the plan, the supply of Servant's magic power is carried out by her, but now that time has to be postponed.

"Sigh. Forget it, Sora hasn't been abroad for a long time, so it's only natural to be curious about such places in the Far East. Let's postpone the summoning ceremony until tomorrow..."

In the end, Kenneth gave up blaming Sola and chose to indulge her waywardness.

——Boom boom.

At this moment, there was a sound from the door. Kenneth didn't ask who it was, but stood up and walked back and forth to open the door. Because under the perception of the magic workshop he had completed last night, it was impossible for any hostile person to come up, presumably the waiter of the hotel.

——He is very confident in his magic skills.

"Mr. Kenneth Archibald?"

"I am, what's the matter?"

Sure enough, there was a man wearing the uniform of the Hyatt Hotel waiter outside the door. He smiled and asked in fluent English. "I'm sorry to disturb you so early. The downstairs said that it was sent by one of your items. It is a video tape. I sent it up specially."

videotape?

Kenneth was a little puzzled, he had no acquaintances in this country, how could there be a video tape?

"Have you checked carefully?"

"Yes, I've checked, the consignee did write your name, and the sender is..." As he spoke, the waiter glanced at the name on the kraft paper bag. "Sola Nazelle Sophialie."

"?"

Sola sent it, where is she?

"I see, let me get the stuff down." Kenneth took the paper bag from his hand, and waved his hand lightly. "Don't come up again without my permission next time."

After closing the door, Kenneth took out the video tape and looked around, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"That fellow Sola, when did you learn this thing? You swore to 'never touch' in the clock tower... Well, forget it, let her be happy."

Kenneth does not reject science like other magicians, but only "does not reject".

He put the video tape into the TV with great interest, then sat down on the sofa behind, picked up the teacup and smiled, ready to see what his fiancée had filmed.

The next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Hi, can you hear me?"

It was not his beautiful fiancée on the TV, but an Asian man with black hair.

He laughed and greeted the camera.

"Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald. I've been famous for a long time."