I am a master, I have the final say

Well, this volume ends here. Although it is relatively short, there is not much that can be written. The main thing is to leave a few pits and enter the real main line. Then the next volume is the Holy Grail War.

I don't think you can guess which Master Zigefei is.

⑦ Holy Grail War

130 Sajo Love Song's Holy Grail War

After reaching the fierce level, Baicheng originally planned to go to the Kingdom of Shadows to see if he could encounter Skaha before the next copy came.Among the people and things he can come into contact with at present, only Skaha in the Kingdom of Shadows is likely to increase his combat power against the gods, so that when he enters the copy of Greek mythology again, he can have the power to fight.

Don't rely on the system to save lives like last time.

However, after being entangled in karma, his plan shifted slightly.

After several days, the sin karma was no longer felt, but the pain still remained. Even in his sleep, sometimes he would be awakened by the heart-piercing pain.

Just like Yaoyao said, once sin karma is entangled, you can never get rid of it.

In this case, it is not wise to force yourself to exercise. What he needs is rest.

So in the following days, Baicheng did nothing, lying at home like an ordinary otaku, watching movies and going online, and having fun from time to time.

Day by day, the body is recovering a little bit.

The side effects have not been completely eliminated, and it is almost impossible to eliminate them, but at least that side effect will not affect his battle before the copy time approaches.

During this period of time, Yingyue did not come to him to speak. Baicheng knew everything about her. With her exquisite mind, although she didn't know the specific situation, she would always guess something, but the two of them were extremely personal in this regard. Similar, action is always better than words.

In fact, after this hidden mission, a lot of things that I had previously ignored...or that I didn't bother to think about it even if I noticed kept appearing in Baicheng's mind.

The most important thing is the role of the game space, and its friction with the world.

There are tens of thousands of players in the entire game space, constantly updated, such a huge number, almost all of them are superhuman in reality, at least players above the fierce level, secular forces can no longer limit them, but even so, the real world There hasn’t been any player turmoil either. It’s actually difficult to achieve this level of self-discipline and unspoken rules alone.

After all, even if there is mutual threats between players, once a player who wants to retaliate against society appears, it is easy to make big news in the real world, and it is difficult for the government to cover it up.

So, are there other forces that limit the player's runaway?

If this kind of power really exists, then the tendency of the game space is obvious. Combined with the existence of the abyssal demon and the time and space administration that maintains "world" public order, the meaning of the game space may lie in this.

At least for now, no player has been arranged by the system to stand on the opposite side of the Time and Space Administration.

Even thinking higher, sin karma may also be the goal.

These contents have been lingering in Baicheng's mind. In fact, there is no accurate positioning. It is purely his hypothesis. If you can ask the gentleman, you may be able to get the correct answer, but as the other party said, you should know. There is always time to know, when you shouldn’t know, knowing it doesn’t make any sense.

Therefore, Baicheng filtered all these things behind his head, and waited for the opening of the next instance with peace of mind.

...

"The dungeon world will start in ten seconds, please be prepared for players..."

The sound of the system came as scheduled, and Baicheng was still sitting on the sofa drinking black tea and reading a book.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare. Just finish the tea first.

Bai Cheng thought to himself, drank the remaining half cup of black tea slowly, letting that absolute power swallow him up.

...

In the evening on the street, the setting sun was slanting, and the girl came slowly toward the dusk.

"Love song, school is over."

"Why buy so many dishes? Oh, yes, today is your sister's birthday."

"It's really hard, taking care of my sister alone."

The passing acquaintances greeted the girls kindly, and the girls responded one by one, showing the sweetest smiles to these people, but no one could notice, and there was no slight smile in her eyes.

Sajo Aige, as a sixteen-year-old girl, is at the most wonderful age in her life.

She has short pale blonde hair, blue eyes like a blue sea, and a beautiful face like jade. In the eyes of ordinary people, she is happy and cheerful, full of enthusiasm for everything. An emerald green dress sets off her. She is extremely beautiful, just like a brilliantly blooming flower, a girl who can't help but love her as long as anyone sees it.

but!

This is just a love song in the eyes of ordinary people.

People put their own visions of beauty on her, and then constructed the angel-like perfect girl Sajiao Aige.

But what is the real Sajo Love Song like?

Nobody knows.

Back at Sajiao’s house and walking through the small yard, the younger sister Ayaka Sajiao is doing her homework in the house. She is only eight years old and not very sensible. In the eyes of this little girl, Sister Aige is gentle and kind. Homework is still housework, everything can be done, he is more dazzling than anyone.

"Sister." Ayaka Sajo immediately put down the textbook in her hand and greeted her happily.

Sajiao Aige smiled slightly, and cast her unsmiling eyes to her sister as usual, rubbing her head gently, "Very good."

"Yeah." The little girl squinted her eyes, seeming to enjoy the touch.

"Today is Ayaka's birthday, let's make something delicious." Said Sajo Aige.

"Really? Great, thank you sister." The little girl clapped her hands happily, and she didn't even care about her homework. She walked to the kitchen with Sada Aige.

In the kitchen, Sajo Ayaka has put on an apron and is busy in front of the stove. His sister Sajo Ayaka looks curiously aside, sometimes helping to beat her hands. It seems that the sisters are enjoying themselves.

It seems.

"Sister, do you know the Holy Grail War?" Suddenly, Sajo Ayaka asked a question. This sentence had no special meaning, but a child's curiosity about the unknown.

"Holy Grail War..." Sajo Aige tilted her head, and lightly nodded the corners of her mouth with her white fingers, "I don't understand."

The Sajo family is a famous magic gate in Shinjuku. It has rich assets and luxurious mansions. It undoubtedly belongs to the upper class in society...Of course, this is just before. Since the sisters’ father Hiroki Sajo died, the Sajo family has been Declined, leaving only this small mansion.

Now, only these sisters live in this mansion.

When did the father die?How to die?

Sajo Love Song can't remember.

It's not too long, but for her, it's not a big deal.

Whether it’s a dead parent, a declining family property, or even the innocent and lovely sister next to him, it’s not very meaningful to Sajiao Aige, just like the scenery that can be seen from the roadside. If it's gone, it's gone, don't need to remember.

Taking care of my sister and celebrating her birthday is also not because of the obligations and responsibilities of being a sister, but because she is here, and Sajiao Aige will do it casually. If one day my sister is gone, then...it doesn't matter.

For the people and things she touches in reality, Sajo Aige is like a bystander. Although she is in contact with all of this, she never has a precise sense of reality. It is just like reading a story, touching without interference, watching without being involved, everything Nothing can touch her emotional fluctuations.