Chapter 61: Traces of the Talisman

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The name Tohsaka Rin once again touched Roland's heartstrings. Logically speaking, the little girl who had a relationship with him had moved to Chancheng's house. Although the girl's personality was not very peaceful,

But the murderer Ryuunosuke Uyu is long gone. Thanks to the efforts of Tokiomi Tokiomi, Fuyuki City has generally maintained a semblance of calm. At least it has not affected the daily lives of the people. Rin Tosaka has no reason to act. .

A series of clues formed a complete puzzle in Roland's mind, the eighth servant, the destruction of the Matou family, and the peaceful seven masters.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Are there any chain summons for Enkidu and Gilgamesh?"

If it was really the goddess of Venus, Ishtar, it would be a matter of course for her to descend to Rin Tohsaka and appear in the world.

"Unlucky, unlucky...I always feel like my inhibitions are secretly targeting me."

Roland sighed. Originally, this Holy Grail War was already very unusual, and it took him some effort to control the situation. Unexpectedly, there was another off-site factor.

"I still have to spend some time to deal with it, but fortunately it's Tohsaka Rin. With this child, Ishtar's character will become easy to communicate with."

"Master?"

Seeing Roland lost in thought, Medea spoke softly and poked Matou Kariya who was kneeling on the ground with her staff.

"What should I do with this guy?"

"Well..." Roland touched Sakura's silky hair and looked at Matou Kariya.

The opponent's vitality is already very weak. If he fights with high intensity, he will die within a few days. Even if he is left alone, he will not survive for a month.

"Matou Kariya, I want to hear your thoughts?"

"My thoughts? Do I have any other choice besides death?"

Matou Kariya raised his head with difficulty and vomited out a pool of dark insect corpses again. The shadow ninja would not show mercy to his enemies. In order to repair his body, the vitality in his body weakened a bit.

"Having self-awareness is a very good virtue. It seems that you have grown somewhat after experiencing previous incidents."

With a smile on his face, Roland knelt down and looked at Matou Kariya.

"Death is your destined ending, but the way you die has a different meaning to life."

"you mean?"

"I have a friend," Roland paused, "He is in need of a transformation now, but just like a well-arranged meal will be more pleasurable than the simple taste, I think that a Unexpected betrayal is far less brilliant than when facing despair, seeing that hope brings not salvation, but a sharp blade."

Roland showed an irrelevant smile: "I want to know if you gave up that false dream and gave birth to a real murderous intention?"

"You mean, kill Tokiomi Tohsaka?"

When the name was mentioned, Matou Kariya's voice trembled again, but it was different from the pain before. This time, it was because of the enthusiasm and excitement that went straight from the nerves to the brain.

"Yes, do you want to abandon those excuses and live a free life in order to feel at ease when you enter the grave?"

"Of course I am willing!" The sweet temptation offered by Roland made Matou Kariya roar like a wild beast, "But I know that my body is already broken. Without relying on my followers, it is absolutely impossible for me to win. Get over that guy!"

"Of course I know this, but who makes me a benevolent person? I just think of it as repaying your kindness for saving Sakura in the first place."

Roland stretched out a hand, and the remaining flames around him gathered in the shape of a vortex into his palm as if summoned. Then, he stretched out his hand and the burning flames disappeared.

When Roland opened his palm again, there was only a wisp of dark purple, flame-like gas floating quietly.

"Although it is only the remnant of the fire energy left during the battle, it is enough for you. After all, it is just to give you the final strength."

Roland flicked his fingertips, and the wisp of gas pierced Matou Kariya's eyebrows.

The scorching magic power and huge vitality immediately made Matou Kariya wail in pain. He fell to the ground on all fours, and thick black smoke came out of his mouth every time he breathed.

It was clear that he had lost most of his body, but the bugs that made up his body began to stir uneasily, as if they were also infected by the fire. Burnt black debris continued to fall from his body, but more bugs continued to swim around. While moving, they successfully adapted to this transformation. Their dark and smooth skin grew rough scales, and the parts that made up their palms turned into sharp claws.

If Matou Kariya was just a weird and weak magician at the beginning, then he is undoubtedly a monster now.

"My total magic power and body..."

"It's completely different from before, right? It's so interesting, it turns out that making dependents is like this."

Roland's voice also carried a bit of interest, "Although it's just a ray of anger, perhaps because your life is in danger, your transformation is much more successful than I thought."

"If you can successfully harness this power and release it, it will turn into a fiery storm."

Hearing such news, Matou Kariya swallowed unconsciously.

"What if I fail to control it?"

Faced with this obvious question, Roland just smiled and repeated it.

"You will turn into a fiery storm."

"Heh, I'm really stupid...so, I can leave now?"

Matou Kariya laughed to himself.

"Please help yourself, I am full of expectations for how you will burn."

"I will keep it in mind, Lord Roland."

With his scaly claws retracted into his clothes, Matou Kariya left behind a desolate figure and left without looking back, not even saying goodbye to Matou Sakura.

"Now, that guy Jin Shining Shining will probably be happy to hear about this. Kirei has also taken care of it."

Roland murmured, and suddenly felt his trousers being pulled.

Looking down, Matou Sakura lowered her head timidly, with an expression as if she had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry, because of Uncle Yanye, I caused trouble to Lord Roland..."

"No, you did a good job, Sakura. Rather, you did me a favor."

Roland showed a warm smile and acquired the berserker. The progress of the archer group was also smooth, and he also obtained information about the eighth servant. Although it may be luck, Matou Sakura helped him.

"But..." Matou Sakura murmured: "Sir Roland has been busy making that prop all morning, but it was interrupted because of me..."

"That thing has been built." In order to appease Matou Sakura and prevent her from falling into self-blame, Roland took out the prop.

This is a simple and noble-looking search instrument with a single handle and a square shape. Each direction is engraved with an exquisite dragon head.

"There's only one last step left, just activate it."

Although it is better to use your own flesh and blood to make it, since your soul is the soul of the Holy Lord, your body is also Roland's body, and you are not possessed. After slightly changing the concept, the production process of this prop is faster than Roland thought. It's much easier.

"Master? What is this thing used for? From the appearance, it looks a bit like a tracking type of dress."

"Well, that's right. This thing is essentially used to track the divine power that once belonged to me. Because they are sealed, my induction will be much weaker."

Roland began to inject magic into the spell searcher.

"Well, in this world, judging from the description of the contract spirit itself, under normal circumstances, it is impossible..."

Halfway through, Roland's voice stopped abruptly.

On the spell search instruments in all directions, the eyes of the dragon-headed statues in three directions lit up with deep red light.

One pointed to the city, one pointed to Yuanzang Mountain, and the other pointed directly in front of Roland. The red light in the eyes of the dragon head statue in this direction seemed to overflow, dyeing the surrounding area with a blush.

- This can only mean one thing, there is at least one charm, nearby.