Getting stronger starts with owning the system

Rin Tosaka sat there with his hands in his arms, watching the two arguing with interest.

Both are guys she hates.

They fight better.

Kanzaki Hoshino stood up, moved his arms and neck, and looked at him diagonally.

"Want to try? Just to warm up the afternoon activities, Yanfeng Qili."

"Huh? Just right, I also want to see your martial arts."

Yanfeng Qili walked out of the living room with him, aiming at the courtyard.

Tosaka Rin was very interested in seeing what happened suddenly, showing a little devilish smile, she jumped off the sofa and trot along and followed.

The two faced each other in the courtyard, separated by a distance of five or six meters.

Kanzaki star has no expression of composure, while Yanfeng Kirei is expressionless.

"Don't do it?"

"Then... I'm not welcome."

After hearing this, Yanfeng Qili squatted slightly, her arms bulged, her five fingers arched like sharp claws and slightly folded, and she assumed a small octopole, which is an octopole frame.

Seeing this, Kanzaki Hoshino only reached out his palm and hooked him.

Both his attitude and actions showed disdain and contempt for him.

This undoubtedly made Yanfeng Qili feel a little angry.

His eyes moved slightly.

The figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he faced Kanzaki Star without deceiving him.

The momentum is like a tiger descending the mountain, fierce and fierce.

"Live step..."

While thinking, I felt a strong wind coming from my abdomen.

and..

Spit out a pool of blood containing visceral fragments, Yanfeng Qili's eyes were full of surprise.

Time magic?

He had clearly arrived in front of the young man, and his palm was almost touching him.

As a result, it passed through the other side by a small margin.

Just in case, even his left hand was ready to "punch.", ready to go.

but..

The young man who suddenly disappeared in front of him in the flash of that moment.

The aesthetics of the martial artist is probably nothing more than that.

Give up all the skills that only focus on offensive, kill the enemy and kill the enemy.

In the battle, abandon useless moves, redundant moves, and a few basic moves that are extremely concise and clear.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless are their lifelong goals.

Kanzaki Hoshi stood by Yanfeng Kirei with no eyes indifferently, and took his hand out of his stomach little by little.

The hands are full of blood and indescribable things.

Click!

He shook it casually, then reached out and grabbed Yanfeng Qili by the throat and lifted him up.

I didn't feel the victory at all with the overwhelming strength.

Originally, he was looking forward to the long-lost martial arts duel.

It's a pity that the other party showed killing intent to himself.

That is not a nature.

"They." as heroic spirits, appeared in this hall.

The ground was engraved with a complex and delicate magic circle, which set off a violent wind and emitted a dazzling sparkle.

At this moment, this moment, the existence named "Miracle."

People realize their own fantasy and summon famous heroes in history or legend.

Gathered in this hall.

The wind gradually eased, and the dazzling light gradually became visible.

Then, four figures appeared in the four magic circles.

The gorgeously dressed neutral boy is looking at his Master with a full smile.

Another young man holding a bow and arrow, wearing a grass-colored cloak, was kneeling on one knee and facing the master.

There was also a young man covered in dazzling armor with a large sword on his back, emerald-colored pupils, and silver-gray hair swaying in the wind.

The last person, an extremely modern dress, a black-haired boy with black eyes.Wearing a black trench coat, trousers and sneakers.

He looked at everyone with a "boring." look and eyes.

If he hadn't been standing on the magic circle, Yugdomirenia's several masters would almost think whether there were modern people in it.

Of the four masters, Koles Fulviji Yugdomirenia was the most embarrassed.

Because he clearly felt that this black-haired boy was the servant he had summoned.

'This person's style is a bit different from other followers...'

So he thought.

When Kaules then checked the panel data of his followers through the master's authority, he couldn't believe what his eyes saw.

At the same time, doubts could not help but pop up.

What he bought was obviously a "Frankenstein design drawing." How did he use this thing as a catalyst to summon something unrelated to it?

At first he thought it was Dr. Frankenstein himself.

But after seeing the name of the follower, he denied it.

"Kanzaki Hoshino"

Just four characters, extremely modern name.

Caulis was puzzled.

At the same time, the panel data of this follower is too low.

Muscle strength, endurance, magic, and even luck and the inherent madness level of the profession are almost all D.

Only Agile is at the EX level.

The inherent skills and treasures are all blurred.

In addition, the number is extremely large, whether it is the number of skills or treasures.

"EX.. The weak can't be weaker, and the strong can't be stronger. All within this range of judgment, right?"

Kaules looked at the young man in the magic circle and pondered.

"Such low data, as the only unpredictable value, can't be seen as'weak can't be weaker'?"

Otherwise, it would be too unfair!

Kaules sighed helplessly.

He can already foresee what the future will be like for him who has summoned such a weak servant.

..

Holy Grail War.

In a ceremony held in Fuyuki City, seven magicians selected by the Holy Grail summoned legendary heroes to fight each other.

The winner who is left last can get the right to the Holy Grail of the universal wishing machine.

But in this world, after the Third Holy Grail War, the Great Holy Grail was taken from the underground of Liudong Temple by a certain magician.

Without the Great Holy Grail, the orthodox Holy Grail War cannot be held for granted.

Due to the loss of the Holy Grail technology, various places began to study and the subspecies Holy Grail war appeared. What they competed for was their crudely fabricated fake Holy Grail.

The subspecies holy grail war cannot summon seven riders like the orthodox holy grail war, up to five riders.

The magical power of the pseudo-Holy Grail is also insufficient, causing the subspecies holy grail wars to be extremely weak, not only the heroic spirits, but also in all aspects.

The Clock Tower of the Magic Association has been sending personnel to participate in the Subspecies Holy Grail War, and at the same time it has been looking for Fuyuki's Great Holy Grail.

Finally, the Great Holy Grail was found not long ago.

However, when the Great Holy Grail was found, it also brought bad news.

The Yugdomirenia (hereinafter referred to as the Thousand Realms Tree) clan has summoned more than one rider, and at the same time issued a statement of war to the Magic Association.

As for why they know they have summoned the followers.

As soon as the Magic Association got the news, it sent a punishment unit composed of fifty elite magicians, only one escaped back.

The others are all dead.

At the same time, it brought back news that caused headaches for the Magic Association.

"Since the seven followers are all in the same camp, the Great Holy Grail has activated the emergency backup function."

"Summon the Seven Cavalry Servants to fight as the enemy camp."

"In other words, the Thousand Realms Tree has seven followers as the black side, and our Magic Association has seven followers as the red side."

"Of course, after the faction decides the victory, the survivors will continue to fight for the Holy Grail."

"After all, only one person can obtain ownership of the Holy Grail. This is an unprecedented Holy Grail war."

"How, accept my commission?"

"Necromancer, the lion robbers the world."

..

"Follow the call, and we are the black followers."

"Our destiny will coexist with the Thousand Realm Tree, and our sword will be your sword!"

The servants standing on the magic circle made a declaration to their masters.

It is also the word that determines one's own will.

only,

There were only three followers who swore and bowed their heads respectfully.

That's right!

The guy in black, the guy who didn't fit in, just stood there motionless.

Watching them take the oath.

"bad..."

When Cowles saw everyone turning their eyes to his followers, he secretly said that it was bad.

Cold sweat slipped slowly from his forehead.

"Coures, what's the matter with your servant?"

The patriarch of the Thousand Realm Tree Clan, who also took the Great Holy Grail from Winterwood City, Danike.

Standing in the forefront of the Master and Servant, he asked blankly.

And there was another person beside him, sitting on the only chair in this hall.

Cowles was a bit cramped and panicked.

He didn't know what was going on!

"Ah, this... I think it's because of Berserker's job agency... right?"

"A beast that doesn't know manners?"

I don't know who sneered.

Cowles looked a little ugly, but he couldn't refute it.

Next, his servant berserker became spiritualized on the spot, and went straight away...

"This....."

He didn't give the order and was so surprised that he was stunned.

Then he didn't remember what Dannick said, until Dannick and Vlad III left.

The Seven Cavalry Servants on both sides have all been summoned, and this Holy Grail battle has also kicked off.

Let's not mention the red side.

The masters who have just summoned the followers on the black side are talking with their followers to enhance their feelings and relationships.

There are various ways of talking.

For example.. Astorfo and his master are having very beautiful exchanges.

In addition to them, the black assassins are still outside.

Strictly speaking, there are actually only six riders here.

..

"Berserker, come out!"

Back in his room, Cowles thought for a long time, and finally tried to call his servant.

And while they were chatting, the spiritized Kanzaki Hoshino had already turned the entire castle around, and he also went to the underground workshop.

Hearing the shout of his master, he could only show up.

A burst of black mist emerged, after the black mist dissipated.

A teenager in a black trench coat appeared in the room.

"What's the matter? My lord."

The voice is extremely casual, without the slightest conscious of being a follower.

'But how can berserker be so sensible?Then why...'

Cowles felt strange, but didn't think much about it.

I just think it's the character of my followers.

And isn’t it better to communicate normally with rational intelligence?