Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

The Dark Knight of Fuyuki City, hero, vigilante.

Only today did I know that Roland, who has such a title, feels very strange. He has the embarrassment of being madly touted by someone else for a very common feature.

In terms of results, Fuyuki City is indeed a lot better because of Roland's existence, but the process and cause are not a so-called hero at all.

Roland is a person who acts according to his taste. When he gets along with normal ordinary people, his attitude is closer to indifferent ignorance. He will not attack ordinary people, because too ordinary reactions will not bring him fun. , Unlike Yusheng Ryunosuke, simply dying and killing Roland is not interesting.

He went to attack those bad, not so much to vent, but just to observe the other party facing death for fun.

Talent is the key point. Talented people, ideal people, sinful people, and kind people. Roland's fun is how they react to different events.

He was looking forward to Yusheng Ryunosuke. This man is a wicked man by nature. From beginning to end, he acted around a goal and pursued the essence of death. The only thing that made Roland criticized was that the other party had too much vision. Too narrow, and only satisfied with his own death.

But Roland changed his mind after seeing Yusheng Ryunosuke's masterpiece in person.

To put it simply, the aesthetics are not suitable. The so-called art of Yusheng Ryunosuke has no aesthetic sense at all, it is just pure garbage. He wants to be disgusting, so Roland had to get rid of him.

"How can such a simple accumulation of corpses be called a masterpiece? You are insulting my aesthetics."

Roland glanced at the pile of corpses indifferently, "I thought you would make something more artistic. Since it's an angel, wouldn't it be more ironic to crucify him?"

"No matter how many pieces of meat are, they are still pieces of meat, which is different from the bones of the worm cave. At least the layout of the worm cave is between disgusting and gloomy. You are just plain disgusting."

"Ryunosuke Yusheng, if this is your gift, then it means that our aesthetics are completely different. Don't make this kind of garbage disgusting. How about staying in the trash with your stupid aesthetics?"

Hearing that his art was insulted like this, Yusheng Ryunosuke wanted to express his contempt for this kind of savage who didn't understand art with an angry roar, but his brain and The body does not act because,

——This is so beautiful.

The blood flowing from his belly, the internal organs, the death within reach, is so beautiful, better than anything he has seen before.

Yusheng Ryunosuke held the wound on his abdomen with both hands, a pure, yet incomparably frantic smile appeared on his face.

"It turns out that the death I've been looking for is in my own body."

Roland's voice was still lingering around. He didn't hate Yusheng Ryunosuke, but he just couldn't get along, so he was still willing to give each other a chance.

"I didn't kill you. You still have a little time to struggle. If you have the idea of ​​pursuing something beyond your own death in the process and becoming more interesting, I'll give you another chance."

"However," Roland shook his head, looking at Yusheng Ryunosuke's intoxicated and absent-minded look, "I'm afraid you didn't hear it at all."

"It's so beautiful... No, it can't end like this, I haven't seen enough, let me see more..."

Yusheng Ryunosuke struggled to get up. Because of the violent movements, the wounds on his body were getting bigger and bigger, and the movements were getting weaker and weaker, but getting closer and closer, the cold feeling of death still made him Persistently walked towards the nearest exit.

You must appreciate it more. Will this pose be cooler under the sun?

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"Master, why are we going to the sewers? I'm a king anyway. Even when I was young, I wanted to climb high places."

Hearing the complaints of the eye-catching beautiful young man beside him, ordinary women would probably hug him into her arms with a heartbreak to comfort him, but Webber only felt a chill.

"Idiot!" He mercilessly stretched out **** and flicked Alexander's head on Alexander's head, ignoring the other's screams, and said solemnly: "Listen, it is precisely because it is a king that it can accommodate everyone. Ideas to lead them forward, whether it is an underground reptile or a high-altitude eagle, being able to lead them together is the means a good king should have, your arrogant idea cannot begin to conquer!"

"Oh," Alexander's eyes flashed brightly, and he looked at Weber with some admiration, "What a cautionary tale, please teach me more, teacher!"

"Hmph," By now, Weber is no stranger to the name of the teacher. He gets along with all troubled children like Roland. This young Alexander, who has been clamoring for conquering all day, is much easier to handle. After saying "I want you to be my teacher more than a courtier", Weber naturally took the lead.

"Of course, even Roland is full of praise for my teaching ability!"

"Who is that Roland..."

"Roland is...don't interrupt!"

He was almost taken crooked, and Webber shouted angrily, watching the legendary King of Conquerors shut up obediently like a quail in front of him, even though he knew that this was only the other's childhood, Webber still felt a sense of pride in his heart .

"Don't look at today, although I'm just exploring the sewers, not fighting, but this is an important first step. Any conquest can never be a castle in the air. When a little foundation is piled up, it will gather a huge force, so that it can be used in the key Time to win."

"Have you seen the map, Fuyuki City has a large river in the middle and sewers extending in all directions. If we can place familiar demons and clues in it~www.novelmt.com~, we can judge other masters and other masters in the future wars. The movements and orientations of the heroic spirits allow me to formulate favorable tactics, and with your help as a Servant, I can only do this work with peace of mind."

Alexander touched his fists with both hands, and said solemnly, "I see! This is indeed a necessary and reliable strategy. As expected of a teacher, it is really reliable. I bet on the king's name, and I will definitely protect you!"

"Uh," Weber turned his head and lifted the cover of the sewer, "Isn't it more reassuring that you directly incarnate to investigate the surroundings than this guarantee? Forget it, I'll go down first, you Remember to make more use of these stairs when you come down, and keep quiet, we are here to investigate."

Webber glanced at the gloomy sewer, clutched the ladder tightly, and climbed down little by little. The deeper he went down, the darker the surrounding environment.

Just when he was about to hit the bottom, a sticky, fishy hand grabbed his ankle, accompanied by an idiot-like tone.

"It's too beautiful, I'm sorry, please let me go up... As long as I can get to that place..."

Before anyone could finish speaking, the nervous Webb immediately threw out the talisman he had prepared and illuminated everything around him with dazzling flashes. When he looked at the figure surrounded by the smell of blood, he gritted his teeth and used Vibrato calls out to his servants.

"Rider!"

"Leave it to me! Master!" Alexander jumped down from above, and the B-level agility exploded with all his strength, making the attacker unable to make the second move, and he was kicked in the face by him.

Accompanied by the strong and heavy foot of the wind, there is also Alexander's cheerful voice.

"Sorry, this place is full!"

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!)