[Enhanced overall basics]
The girl dodged the thrust of the red spear and got directly close to the blue tight-fitting obedient. She showed no mercy at all. She made a killing move with her backhand. The moon marrow liquid covering her elbow hardened quickly, and she directly Blast towards Cu Chulainn's temple.
"boom!"
The counterattacking elbow was blocked by Cu Chulainn's arm. The servant turned his head to one side. The next moment, a spike with blood penetrated directly from the inner side of his arm that blocked the elbow attack, scratching the target within a hair's breadth. past the original position of his head.
As if he couldn't feel the pain, Cu Chulainn tightened the muscles of his penetrated arm, directly clamped the awl on it and pulled it to the side.
His right leg was ready to go, and he kicked the guy in front of him who had been moved out of position by the awl, interrupted him and was about to continue attacking.
However, the lunar essence liquid that formed conical thorns on the girl's elbows was flowing back quickly, and the lunar essence liquid on her legs turned into solid leggings filled with spikes.
The girl did not panic or fear. After stabilizing her body, she also responded with a whip kick. The kicks separated from each other at the first touch. Blood was flying in the air, and the two figures moved behind them. Retreat.
After the brief confrontation, the capable-looking girl felt a dull pain on the surface of her right leg, which was protected by the moon marrow liquid. Judging from her years of martial arts training experience, she must have been bruised.
Compared with the small price she paid, the servant on the opposite side paid a huge price. A hole the size of a table tennis ball was penetrated in her left forearm, and her right leg was completely stabbed. On an ordinary person, it would definitely be considered... Serious injuries come at a heavy cost.
[The left hand and right leg have been severely injured. Unless his master is here and is proficient in medical spiritual magic, this servant whose combat power has been reduced will not be my opponent. Well, I have to be careful about him. The hidden Master, that strange magician...]
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, the seriously injured servant laughed, and the girl frowned.
[Is this guy interfering with the audio and visual? 】
"I misunderstood. I thought that a magician without followers is a lamb that I can kill, but I didn't expect that you are a martial arts magician.
Moreover, being able to fight against me as a Servant, even though there is some reason for my own carelessness, is also a very remarkable thing.
It seems that this battle will not be as boring as I thought. "
Cu Chulainn raised his spear with one good hand.
"Little girl, what's your name? As the magician who is about to be killed by me, your strength has gained my respect, but you are qualified for me to remember your name as my opponent."
After Cu Chulainn's words fell, all he was given was the girl's calm eyes looking at him without any response, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a silly dog.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Cu Chulainn said, "Don't you answer? Forget it if you don't answer. You've lost the chance to be remembered by me."
He looked at his physical injuries again: "This kind of injury is a bit bad. If it is encountered by other servants, it may be missed.
So, next, I will fight quickly, I will not be careless with you anymore, I will treat you as I would treat a real enemy, and the Noble Phantasm will unfold..."
Yanhong's death magic surged from the spear. Although it was a bit excessive to use his Servant Treasure against a human, it was Cu Chulainn's principle as a warrior to never hold back when facing an enemy he truly recognized.
"Defend, or run away with all your strength, but no matter what, my Gayebog will pierce your heart!"
The inexplicable huge death threat caused the girl's eyes to shrink directly. Attack, defense, and escape all made her intuitively feel useless.
"Piercing, death thorn..."
. . . .
London, Clock Tower, in a luxurious office, a fire is burning in the fireplace, constantly bringing warmth to the room.
A man with blond hair, a slicked back, and a very neatly groomed blond mustache was standing by the window, overlooking the snowy scenery outside the window that had not yet melted, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, but before the man could say "Come in," the door was opened.
A little girl, who didn't know what politeness meant, just barged into the office.
If anyone else dared to be so ungrateful, it would be disrespectful in front of the most talented Lord El-Melloi.
Then what will greet you will definitely be a stinky face and unscrupulous venomous sarcasm.
But if the one who breaks in is him, the most talented person, or his most precious daughter, that would be another matter.
I saw that Kenneth's naturally serious expression melted away like spring snow seeing the sun, and he hugged the little girl who ran over. It was similar to the way an ordinary old father would look when he saw his little cotton-padded jacket, but with a look on his face. He asked affectionately with a soft expression: "Alia, why are you here? Didn't you go on a trip with your mother?"
"Dad, your beard is so prickly, don't rub it in my face."
The girl named Alia giggled a little and used her little hands to push her father's face, which he kept leaning towards.
"Of course I brought her here. Apart from that, is there any other possibility?"
A woman's voice sounded at the door.
Kenneth raised his eyes and found his wife, holding their one-year-old son, standing at the door of the concierge, but looking here helplessly.
After coughing a few times, Kenneth put his daughter down. Kenneth regained his majesty as a magic monarch. The girl seemed to be a little tired from the journey and soon fell asleep on her father's lap, but maybe this was because of her mother. Sora used the power of some small hypnotic magic.
In the office where only the couple were still awake, the lady with long burgundy hair, who had finished feeding her young son, looked at her husband opposite with a serious expression and said, "In the Holy Grail War, I heard that someone was involved again. Rebuilt.”
"Is this the case?"
The man touched his beard. He was a strict wife. No matter how talented a magician he was, he would always look a little unreasonable in front of his wife.
"Sakura, are you gone?"
Sora asked.
"..."
Kenneth was a little silent.
"I'm asking a question!"
The volume of the lady's voice increased, making the man who was the monarch tremble before he answered.
"went."
"How could you let her go? Others don't know how dangerous the Holy Grail War is. Don't you, who participated in it, know it?"
What followed was a string of accusations against him. If Alya was their youngest daughter, then Sakura was probably Sora's eldest daughter.
The mother was worried about her child's safety, which might be strange in other magician families with indifferent relationships, but in a family where he and Sora valued their family, it was perfectly normal.
"I know the danger, but I can't help it. You know that child Sakura, she has a very stubborn character. The Holy Grail War once took away her most important brother. How could she allow that shitty Holy Grail ceremony to be held again? "
After venting her anger, Sora knew that her husband was right. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Then you won't go with me? As a magician monarch and a genius magician, you have spent ten years With your progress and research on magic, your strength should be almost at its root now, right?"
"Close, but not yet."
Kenneth sighed.
"There are guys in the Magic Association who have ill intentions towards my outstanding disciples. I can't follow them. I have to keep an eye on them here to prevent those guys from making some arrangements that are not conducive to her in the clock tower."
"So, you just let Sakura go and participate in the so-called Fifth Holy Grail War?"
Sora's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Of course not. After I knew she sneaked over there, I had people chasing after her."
"who?"
"Another student, Weber."
"Webber Velvet, can he do it?"
Sora frowned.
"As a magician, he is third-rate, but as a lecturer, although I don't want to admit it, he has indeed surpassed me, and he is also supported by the students. There is one of his students who is an expert in spiritual bodies, and he will go with him. .
In addition, that guy also has the wisdom as a staff officer and was also a participant in the Holy Grail War. I also gave him the latest magic item developed, so there should be no problem. "
Although Kenneth said this, he was still a little worried. He was not worried about the problems of other Masters and Servants, but worried about the things in the Holy Grail.
[The evil in this world is too dangerous. I don’t know if the counter-spiritual magic that Webber brought over to deal with the inner and outer passage that I saw before can be as targeted as it should be. effect? ! 】
. . . .
"Golem, attack him."
A rumbling sound came from above.
Cu Chulainn's Noble Phantasm unfolded, but before he could use it, it was interrupted by a sudden change.
Two gleaming silver demons made of some kind of composite magic ore, about four meters high, fell from the sky and launched an attack on Cu Chulainn. After being dodged by the opponent, they did not continue to pursue them, but one on the left and one on the right. He protected the girl behind him.
"Sakura, are you okay?"
"Brother Weber, why are you here?"
"Teacher El-Melloi was a little worried about you, so he asked me to chase you over here, saying that he would give me paid holidays to work overtime."
"Well……"
The girl was speechless.
"You know, I haven't taken a vacation for half a year. During the intensive training there, the teacher didn't tell me the specific cost, but it made me owe an inexplicable huge tuition loan. I finally became a A first-level lecturer in the Clock Tower, but now he still works for people to pay off debts..."
"Uh, I'm really sorry, Brother Weber."
"Of course, I'm not complaining about that bastard teacher El-Melloi, or you, my dear junior sister. I just need a vacation that won't cause me to die suddenly, so after this time, I must be paid. I'm taking half a year off, and Ying wants to help me speak up, do you understand?"
Weber Velvet had deep dark eye sockets under his glasses, but he said this to the girl behind him.
"Tch, are you disrupting the situation? I'll kill you first."
Cu Chulainn was a little unhappy and directly attacked the long-haired young man on the golem.
"Yade, the first stage is limited contact."
However, a girl riding on the other demon statue appeared from behind, and a scythe taller than a human appeared in its hand. It blocked the red spear that was thrust at the long-haired young man. Obviously, another guy who can fight with Servants.
"Teacher Weber, let's wait until later to complain. Now we have to deal with this servant spirit."
"Gray, are you here too?"
"His Majesty Lord El-Melloi entrusted the teacher, but he asked the teacher to work with me to help you. Participating in this far east place, well, according to His Excellency Lord El-Melloi, it was a bullshit. Magic ritual, whether it is victory or destruction."
Wearing a hood, holding a scythe, and dressed like a cute little god of death, the girl explained to the girl behind her without looking back.
"Hey, servants over there, although we haven't summoned any servants here yet, there are only five of them who can deal with them now. How about you just retreat?"
[The golem is equivalent to a high-level familiar. Although it is not as good as a heroic spirit, it has its own magic furnace to supply the magic system. It does not require the magician to provide additional magic power to support actions. It also has a powerful self-healing function and is difficult to be simply used. The physical damage is destroyed, but it is a good tight entanglement combat unit...
Plus Sakura and Gray, his junior sisters and students, two magicians who can fight with the servants, even if the guy opposite is holding the legendary Gayebog - the Greedy Spear, his identity should be The hero in Celtic mythology is not without the strength to fight on his own side...
But just fighting with the opponent here, for the Holy Grail ceremony where seven magicians and seven servants compete, is a bit of a loss. It is better to persuade the opponent now and wait until one's own side summons the servants. ...]
It is easier for a heroic spirit whose identity is known to have its weaknesses found. Weber, who used his extensive knowledge to quickly recognize Cu Chulainn's true identity from weapons, is now a first-level instructor of the Overtime Master of the Clock Tower, and quickly made a decision that was beneficial to him. The judgment on one side was negotiated with Cu Chulainn on the opposite side.
Most magicians will establish a relationship with their followers, and Cu Chulainn is no exception. He obviously received the order from his master, but Cu Chulainn did not continue to take action.
"Hey, guy over there, you'd better summon the servants as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be so lucky next time!"
After jumping up the tree, leaving only these words, Cu Chulainn's figure quickly disappeared into the woods.
. . . .
"Has El-Melloi started a protective operation? It seems that the designated sealing task this time is not so easy to complete..."
In the hotel room where the lights were not turned on and the curtains were even drawn, Bazett, Cu Chulainn's master and the designated executor of the Magic Association's seal, was sitting on a chair, muttering.
