"You actually know the old man's name. It seems you are not a lucky person who knows nothing about the Holy Grail War?"
The corner of Matou Zangyan's mouth curved up in a strange way, "By sending this kind of thing to me, what do you want to get from the Matou family?"
The rotten old man took out an ancient book from the sleeve of his kimono, which was the trophy that Roland got from Ryunosuke Ubu.
"It's just a little help."
Roland smiled, as if he was not frightened by the appearance of Matou Zouken at all. It is true that this old man has a bald head, skinny limbs, and deep-set eye sockets. He can stand out from the crowd without dressing up at Halloween, but After yesterday's incident, Roland's tolerance for disgusting things has improved a lot.
"Want help?
Matou Zangyan narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped lightly with the hand holding the crutch.
"This book was left over from the Second Holy Grail War more than a hundred years ago. It should have been left by the guy who used it to make up the numbers and ran away in despair after failing a few days ago. of."
"But even then, that guy can barely be called an orthodox magician, so even if he failed, he would be full of unwillingness and desire. But in your body, you can't feel that clear desire. Woolen cloth?"
The old man stared at Roland, his pupils shining brightly.
He was the original creator of the Holy Grail War, a major event that affected the moon.
Although they are both members of the Imperial Family, compared to Tohsaka, who has an orderly inheritance, and Einzbern, whose members are all artificial humans, the real master of the Matou family has always been this seemingly thin old man.
He gave up his former name, abandoned his former family, and devoted everything he had to that sad ambition. But ironically, even that wish was abandoned over a long period of time. Now he, It's just an old monster named Matou Zouken who survived by relying on obsession.
However, even if his strength has declined, his vision has become deeper.
It was difficult to detect the aura of magic when the magic circuit was deliberately closed, but Matō Zōyan was convinced in his heart that the young man in front of him was definitely not a magician.
If you have devoted yourself to the devil, no matter whether your ideal is justice or evil, no matter whether your qualifications are excellent or inferior, you will never show such a look.
As calm as a plant, as if he was forced to participate and had no interest in it at all.
"Ah, yes, I am not a magician. To be precise, I no longer have what is called a magic circuit."
To Matou Zangyan's expectation, Roland readily admitted this.
"You can't even build a magical channel. What arrogance do you have to participate in the Holy Grail War? What qualifications do you have to join this event?"
Matou Zouken felt disappointed. This morning, he suddenly received the note in the mailbox of Matou's family that also recorded the location in the book. He thought he would find new fun, but in the end he was just an arrogant person. A fanatic?
"I have no interest in you anymore. This thing should be returned to its original owner. Boy, you should live a smarter life in the next life."
Matou Zouken threw the book in his hand to Roland. Although the other party did choose a good location, in order to prevent the secret from being leaked, the magicians could not cause a big stir, but for a monster like him that sucked life and survived. That said, this taboo is not absolute.
That book is already covered with his bugs. When they get close to the other party, they will quickly burrow into the body, eat the flesh, blood and internal organs of the host, and finally turn into a corpse puppet that he can control. .
That must be fun.
"hehe--"
Matou Zouken let out a creepy laugh, slowly seeping into the cold air.
The old books were flying in a steady arc in mid-air. There were only a few wormholes all over the book, and from time to time, black worms poked their ferocious mouthparts out of the holes.
"Really? I can't see it. He actually said such funny things about qualifications. If we have to talk about it,"
Roland said with a cold smile: "——That power is my qualification."
Killer Queen's arm stretched out from his body and grabbed the book first. Next, the flames flashed away, and the silent explosion was completed in an instant.
A small insect nest was transformed by Matou Zangyan, and the props that could already be called rituals were destroyed in an instant, leaving no room for resistance.
Matou Zangyan's laughter stopped abruptly.
He knew the strength of his familiars. Although they looked disgusting, those insect familiars had mouthparts as sharp as blades and their bodies were extremely hard. Ordinary weapons could not hurt them at all. They also had excellent tolerance to high temperatures. , but in an instant, he was destroyed by the guy in front of him.
"Guardian spirit... but its strength and ability are both abnormal. Is it a superpower or a superpower?"
In Xingyue, although the main group of people who exercise supernatural powers are magicians, ordinary humans also have abnormal powers due to factors such as fairies and innate talents.
Moreover, in many cases, the intensity of this kind of ability is even better than that of ordinary magicians.
"It's called Killer Queen. Its ability is to turn the objects it encounters into bombs that explode at will. It can be anything, whether it's a small coin or an entire human being."
"Is it okay to expose your abilities so easily?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if the Killer Queen's ability is known to others anyway," Roland looked at Matou Zangyan and slowly stretched out his right hand, "Furthermore, for the allies I like, I think it is necessary to be honest and can build Good relationship."
Matou Zangyan stared at the three crimson command spells on the back of Roland's hand, his cloudy eyes seeming to light up.
He looked at the young man in front of him again. He could clearly be called handsome, but there was a smile on his face and a sense of danger that was inconsistent with his physique.
What depressed Matou Zangyan the most was Roland's dark and cold pupils.
There is no unnecessary expectation, only despair and silence as if falling into a bottomless abyss, and nothingness with a sense of destruction.
Just looking into these eyes made Matou Zangyan feel slightly trembling.
He immediately accepted Roland's request, whether it was providing suitable holy relics, financial and intelligence support, or the most troublesome magic channel.
It's not because he has much hope that Roland can win, it's just a very simple reason.
They are the same kind, and they are all the same kind who need to devour the lives of others to be satisfied.
Although the methods are different and the nature is different, this inherent viciousness cannot be erased.
Pushing such people to the enemy's side is definitely not what smart people should do.
——What's more, in this Holy Grail War, he had a reason to need a sharp knife.
"So, what is your request?"
After reaching an agreement, Roland said lightly: "Is it an opportunity to make a wish for the Holy Grail? It doesn't matter if I give you that kind of thing?"
Roland, who has known the truth about this session for a long time, has made up his mind not to get involved with this poisonous desire. He has already decided that once he has the opportunity, he will blow up this broken cup again and let the other party know about the indiscriminate rape. What will happen when you come in?
Moreover, he is also very curious about Matou Zangyan's purpose. Even though he has shown his ability as a strong foreign aid, in the original work, the opponent should not have hope for this war. And judging from today's performance, this old man Chongzi was also a bit too talkative and agreed to Roland's request.
"No, no, no... As the first wave of investment, how dare I ask for so many things?"
A pretentious and kind smile appeared on Matou Zangyan's face, "You can get these things by yourself even without relying on Matou, so I won't make unreasonable demands."
Then, he slowly stretched out a finger towards Roland: "This is the old man's request to you - during this Holy Grail War, the old man hopes that you can kill a master as a priority as possible."
"who?"
When talking about this person, just thinking about it made the ugly old man reveal a shuddering and vicious smile.
"That shameless thief from the Clock Tower!"
"ha?"
