The night of death still did not pass. In the silent church, the priest sat upright in the basement, looking at the servant who appeared in front of him, and frowned slightly.

"How many people are there in Saber?"

"There should be only one, but the other may be assassin." Lancer Cuchulin, wearing a blue tights, said to his master.

"Two people? Do you know their identities?"

"have no idea ."

"What about strength?"

Yanfeng Kirei slowly turned the wine glass in her hand and asked.

"If you have strength, it should be comparable to mine, right? I haven't tested the specific strength, but considering the effect of the treasure, if they are one-on-one with me on the front, they shouldn't have the possibility of winning."

Lancer Kuchulin said with some uncertainty. After all, the two girls didn't look like they could easily deal with, and what made Lancer Kuchulin afraid of the most was their mater.

"And their master's strength should be very strong," Lancer Kuchulin looked at his master, thought about what he wanted to say, and after thinking for a long time, he said slowly, "If it's one-on-one, master, you are not his opponent."

Yanfeng Kirei nodded slowly and waved his hand to let his followers retreat. It was not until his followers turned into a ray of light and shadow and disappeared in front of Yanfeng Kirei that the master finally revealed his true appearance.

Emiya Kiritsugu... Why did you die?

Yan Feng Qili smiled disdainfully in her eyes. Her real opponent was the only man who brought great pressure to him in the last Holy Grail War?

How can other people beat me? After all, I have two heroic spirits!

Kiritsugu Emiya thought and opened the door to the basement beside him.

A corrupt and stinky smell immediately rushed out of the basement and drilled directly into Yanfeng Kirei's nose. In order to fully support the magic of Archer Gilgamesh's activities, Yanfeng Kirei had already started preparing ten years ago.

And these souls who died tragically in their church are the best food for Archer Gilgamesh.

"Kirei, you're still so ugly here..."

A sarcastic voice sounded behind the master. You can know who suddenly appeared behind him without looking at Yanfeng Kirei.

He turned slightly and bowed to the archer Gilgamesh behind him.

"Why is my king so elegant and able to visit the humble house?"

"snort……"

Archer Gilgamesh sneered, walked directly from Yanfeng Kirei and came to the basement where the bodies were everywhere. He saw the king wearing golden armor, spread his arms directly, feeling the power that kept rushing towards his soul.

"Kirei, I have had a dream recently."

"Dream?"

"In my dream, someone dared to provoke me. It's really a rebellious thing!"

"What kind of dream is it?" Yan Feng Qirei asked anxiously, but the only thing she received was Archer Gilgamesh's disdainful gaze.

"Is it necessary to know? No matter what kind of mess you are, you can only walk on the road when you come to me." Archer Gilgamesh said, and suddenly burst into laughter. "But I really want to know whether the master named Liu Mengchao, his heroic spirit is saber..."

“saber?”

"My Knight King." As if introducing his happy collection, Archer Gilgamesh said with a laugh. "Always patrolling in this dull world has really lost all my appetite. Kirei, let's arrange it. I can't wait for the miscellaneous people to come to meet me."

After saying that, without waiting for Yanfeng Kirei's answer, Archer Gilgamesh's figure slowly faded away and completely disappeared in front of Yanfeng Kirei.

Meeting the servants?

Yan Feng Kirei smiled and shook her head. Archer Gilgamesh is the ace in his hand. How could he easily be exposed to other masters? He really became an idiot after being a king for a long time!

With a low smile, Yanfeng Kirei closed the basement door again. This granary specially prepared for Archer Gilgamesh is far from eating.

But... Speaking of dreams...

Yanfeng Kirei frowned slightly. In his mind, there seemed to be some inexplicable clips.

Which magician used magic?

Yan Feng Qili thought in her heart and walked out of her church.

Outside the church, the moonlight spread all over the earth without hesitation, making Yanfeng Kirei frown in disgust. It is really disgusting to see light and hope without despair!

"Sakura..." The completely decaying body looked at the girl in front of her with some surprise and said slowly, "Are you very happy recently?"

When asked, Sakura Matsuki said nothing, but just lowered her head honestly.

"The Holy Grail War has begun, don't slack off." Maki Yuyan walked past Maki Sakura with her own crutches. "Although Shinji's whereabouts are unknown now, as the heir of the Maki family, you should take on the responsibilities of the Maki family for me!"

After saying that, Matsuki Yuyan slowly raised the crutch in his hand and pointed to the deeper insect warehouse.

"Go."

Matsuki Yuyan said slowly, then closed his glasses directly. When Matsuki Sakura's footsteps gradually disappeared, the old man who was almost turning into a pool of rotten meat opened his eyes again.

Strange... Why did I find hope again in Matsuki Sakura's eyes?

In this case, how can my plan be implemented?

Matsuki Yuyan smiled gloomyly. It seemed that his plan was going to be accelerated. It should be faster and make the cherry mature.

But... without Shen Er, a useful chess piece, what should I use?

Shitty Matsuki looked at the slowly wiggling marking insect under his feet, and was a little lost in his mind. As for the occasionally flipped parts in his mind, they had already been forgotten by this magician who even had his soul rotten. What he had to do now was to find a prop that could fully use Sakura Matsuki.

But for a moment, there was no prop that the old man wanted, which made Matsuchi Seiyan sit on the sofa and slowly ponder.

Shinji Maki, who is rarely missed by Maki Dirty Inkstone, was now helplessly facing what he had to accept every day.

A counter like dripping water appears directly in front of you. Whenever the water inside is full, a knife will fall directly from the sky.

Since the first time he was frightened by such an attack, Shinji Maki has gradually become accustomed to this kind of life. Because he knew that he would not die at all. Every time, an invisible spell would suddenly light up on himself to resist the sudden attack.

Shinji Maki was even a little complacent about this, after all, he was still a useful person.

Of course, this is not the case for those living in Liudong Temple.

"It's been so many times. Will Shinji Maki feel that he is not in danger?"

"It's unlikely, you know that the idiot Xilu can't think of such a high-end judgment!"

"That's right, right, where is Wang Yiran?"

"It's still there in the caster."

"He won't fall in love with that witch, right?"

"I hope not. Otherwise, he would be the first idiot reincarnationist in history to fall in love with the plot character."

After the two reincarnations finished speaking, they looked at each other and smiled. After all, such jokes were really a great adjustment for them.

Wang Yiran, who was in the mouth of these two reincarnationists, was sitting upright in front of his followers, looking at the crystal ball in the caster's hand.

"Berserker's combat power is beyond imagination..." The man with scars on his face said slowly. Unlike his name full of powdery air, although he was called Wang Yiran, it made people feel that he should be called Wang Dadao.

"Um."

However, as a follower, the caster buried himself in his hood and nodded silently.

"Then caster..." Wang Yiran glanced at the witch in front of him and said slowly, "Try your best to build the magic defense position of Liudong Temple. I want the entire Dongmu City to become the nourishment for the Holy Grail."

As soon as Wang Yiran finished speaking, the caster sitting in front of him miraculously sat upright and responded in a deep voice.

“yes, your, majesty”

Hearing the deep response of the caster in front of him, Wang Yiran laughed disdainfully. No curse is effective without his own strengthening. He was born to be the controller of the world.

Thinking of this, Wang Yiran stood up, frowned, and looked at the dark night outside the window.

Although Su Quan has not come back yet, such a night should have passed, right? (To be continued...)

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