Tomie's Unlimited Journey

"Nani? Assassin was wiped out by the group? He didn't even force Berserker's Noble Phantasm out? This is too exaggerated..."

Kotomine Rizheng was puzzled by this. After all, he was a famous heroic spirit. How could he be defeated so easily without even seeing the Noble Phantasm.

"Father, this is the truth. Hassan is vulnerable." Kotomine Kirei's calm voice came from the side.

"Damn it... I'm too trusting... Kirei, please go down first, I want to think carefully about what to do next." Kotomine Rizheng slumped down on the chair.

"Tokiomi, where are you..."

Kotomine Kirei walked outside the door and could still hear his father's murmur. He closed the door and quickly returned to his room.

"hehe……"

"The multi-faceted Hassan Sabah is really a pity, hahaha..." Kirei Kotomine smiled wildly, he had never been so happy.

How joyful it is to leave all the constraints of etiquette behind!

From the beginning, you don’t have to think about what you should do, but you only have to think about whether you want to do it or not! This feeling is so pleasant!

The only person who can still restrain me now is my father, Kotomine Rimasa...

Kotomine Kirei hesitated a little when he thought about him. Although Kotomine Risei asked him to send Hassan out, he was also indispensable for his contribution. If his father knew, he would probably be very disappointed.

...but it feels so good to have everything in my hands, thank you so much caster.

Playing with the cross in his hand, Kotomine Kirei, who has been a priest for so many years, felt that it was so ridiculous for the first time.

The only thing that made him a little strange was that even the assassin sent to assassinate Matou Yeyan lost contact.

...but these are all trivial matters. Next, I just need to let caster...

"Berserker is so strong, so many assassins were wiped out in an instant..."

Weber clearly saw the short battle just now through his familiar. Not to mention that Assassin was not dead, but so many people popped up at once. The most unacceptable thing was that such a large group of people were wiped out by the berserker group who didn't know where they came from.

!

Weber checked many legends about one-eyed monsters, and the Cyclops in Greek mythology is more reliable. In Greek and Roman mythology, the Cyclops was called "Cyclops", which means "round eye", although the number

Quite a few, but after comparing Boros' combat power, he already had the answer in his mind.

In Greek mythology, the Cyclops are the children of Uranus and Gaia. They are brontes (thunder), sterops (electricity) and arges (thunderbolt) respectively. Ouranos was afraid of their power and imprisoned them in the dark abyss.

Later, in order to fight against the Titans, Zeus released them from the dark abyss, and they were all very good at forging. Most of the weapons of the Greek gods were forged by them. Later, Apollo was killed by Zeus because of his son Asclepios.

He killed the three Cyclops brothers with thunder and lightning and was angry with them for creating thunder and lightning for Zeus, and killed them one by one.

If his guess is reliable, then this Boros's Noble Phantasm will never be simple.

The thought of such a powerful enemy made him a little worried. Besides, that golden guy already had an idea of ​​his identity after this banquet. It would be too bad if that was true.

...There is really a tiger in front and a wolf in the back.

Weber sighed heavily. He could be said to be very pessimistic about this Holy Grail War. Even Diarmuid's attributes were a bit beyond the specifications.

...Maybe I really shouldn't have come to participate in this Holy Grail War. Even my mentor Kenneth is missing now. Can a rookie like me really survive to win the Holy Grail?

Now that assassin has completely retired, there are five people left to fight against each other. But who should we choose?

Archer whose Noble Phantasm is bottomless? Rejected!

Easily annihilate a group of Hassan's Cyclops by himself? No!

Saber holding an anti-army Noble Phantasm? It’s a bit counterproductive to the Emperor’s Noble Phantasm... I’ll reject it for the time being.

It's still the same Diarmuid... Although her attributes are very high, her Noble Phantasm is not very good. The King of Conqueror's Noble Phantasm can completely defeat her, although it is a pity...

...That’s it! Let’s let Lancer Diarmuid retire next!

The deep and distant night always makes people think about it, as if there is some terrifying monster hiding in it. Today is already the fourth day, and the food is almost running out. Tokiomi Tosaka stared at him with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

Looking at the passersby outside the window.

He couldn't open the door or the window, and even the sound was cut off! The pedestrians who occasionally passed by outside the window had such playful and smiling faces that he was so angry that he wanted to use magic to kill them to death! No! They were even scumbags.

No more left!

As a magician, he was really frightened by the ghosts in the house. The knocking on the door in the middle of the night, the shadowy breathing in his ears, the sound of water dripping from the toilet, and the meowing of the cat on the roof. These things

Not only did he not have a good rest, he also became trance-like and frightened.

All the bullshit magic traps are useless. Tokiomi Tosaka now wishes he could transform into an onmyoji or something like that.

……here we go again.

The closed door was opened through a gap at some point, and a strand of long black hair was exposed from the door, accompanied by a strange breathing sound. Although it was at the door, it was like blowing air in one's ear.

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boom!

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Tokiomi Tosaka kicked away the chair next to him, walked up quickly, grabbed the door handle and opened it.

"Um?!"

...can't open.

Tokiomi Tokiomi pulled the door handle hard. It was as if it was fixed on the floor and could not move at all.

The wet black hair exposed by the door was windless and carried a salty sea smell, which made Tosaka Tokiomi, who prided himself on being fairly elegant, frown.

The thick, curly black hair was twisting and turning like an earthworm, seeming to seduce Shi to reach out and grab it.

...I really want to pull this hair hard.

At this time, Tokiomi Tohsaka suddenly felt that he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, just like he usually forced himself to be elegant. Now he just wanted to grab this thing and pull it out to see what it was!

After hesitating for less than a second, he reached out and grabbed the dark hair.

The first feeling was bone-chilling coldness, and then the hair in his hand twisted violently like a living creature. The wet hair roots were held in his hand, like countless earthworms, elongating their bodies to wrap around his palms.

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"snort!"

Tokiomi Tosaka snorted coldly, and with the magic power surrounding him, fierce flames quickly surged out of his hands, burning the black hair wrapped around his arms.

Feeling the hair begin to loosen, Tokiomi Tosaka exerted a strong force to pull it out.

"See where you can run!"