King's Landing

The Second Element of King's Landing, Volume 10, Chapter 129, Sad and Ridiculous

"I am extremely sorry for keeping you waiting, Mr. Archibald."

Yan Fengli is dealing with Weiyuan Chuanhe's affairs. It is already late at night. If it weren't for an uninvited guest who has been waiting for a long time, he might not have time to spare tonight, but in order to see this guest, he had to leave the matter temporarily The people below.

"Where, after all, it is an important matter. Hidden work is not so easy, let alone such a big movement."

The guest in the wheelchair smiled politely.

"This time it is not convenient for the church to come forward, but it is difficult to solve it with the power of the church in Fuyuki City, so you have to use all available means to let your Masters and your heroic spirits unite to crusade Caster."

The other party can understand that this made Yan Fengli breathe a sigh of relief. After all, the fault lies in his supervisor this time. If the news is passed to the church, then his supervisor may still be tried. Fortunately, This incident didn't affect too many ordinary people, and those onlookers had all done memory processing, and now it was just a few Masters who had to deal with it.

The blond man sitting in a wheelchair in front of him is one of several Masters. He is a genius lecturer from the clock tower of the Magic Association headquarters, and the person who makes him the most headache. Yan Fengli has to take time out to deal with it.

"The mission to defeat Caster was proposed by the priest in advance. As one of the Masters, I have to do my best. Then, regarding the application I submitted, I don't know Mr. Father, how are you going to judge? It's the question of remuneration."

Sure enough, what should have come is here, Yan Fengli sighed in his heart.

"On this matter, let me tell you that during the crusade, your follower Lancer did play an important role. The report of the supervisors can also confirm this. However, it is said that Kenneth Archibole Mr. De, I don’t know if I can still regard you as one of the seven Masters?"

He turned his gaze to the bandaged right hand of the guest, and there was nothing on the back of his exposed hand. The curse mark proved by the Master had disappeared. In a sense, he was already judged as a disqualified Master. Yan Fengli felt ashamed, and had to make concessions to this'genius' from the headquarters of the Magic Association.

"The priest joked, Lancer's contract was originally made in the form of a joint commitment between me and my fiancee Solawi."

"But, now your status...Since you have transferred Lingshu to your fiancée, Ms. Solavi, and she is also responsible for providing the magic power, then, as a supervisor, I should have re-determined Lancer's attribution."

Hearing these words, there was a flash of anger in the eyes of the guest in the wheelchair, but he soon hid himself. He kept a calm smile on the surface and explained to Yan Feng Lizheng.

"I did give Lingshu to Sorawei, but it was only temporary, because I was attacked by the treacherous villain and I was in a state of inability to act, so she did it for her. However, from the beginning to the end, this contract is the leader The power is in my hands. What's more, applying to the church to become a Master is only in my own name. I think Mr. Father will not deny this, right?"

In the last words, there is obviously a hint of threat. With Yan Feng Lizheng’s years of experience, he can fully hear that if he cannot meet the requirements of this uninvited guest, then the other party will completely tear his face with him. Report what happened this time to the Magic Association and the Templar Church. In that case, his overseer will be punished and the Holy Grail War will be ordered to stop.

Faced with such threats, Yanfeng Ruri couldn’t ignore it. He was punished personally. He was worried that his only son Yonfeng Kirei and ally Tosaka Tokimi would also be implicated, and once the church and magic The two parties of the association intervene at the same time, and what kind of disputes will be brought about is simply unpredictable. For this reason, he might as well meet this insignificant requirement.

For a "waste", what if he gets a curse?

Thinking of this, Yan Fengli raised his right hand. On that arm, what was left was the remnant of the Holy Grail War. He inherited it as a supervisor to prepare for emergencies. Is when it is used.

"Well, then Mr. Kenneth, I will admit that you have the qualifications to obtain the spell."

Seeing Yan Fengli nodding his head, the uninvited guest sitting in the wheelchair showed a triumphant grin. He raised his injured right hand in spite of the pain, saying that Feng Li was walking in front of him and lifting up his sleeves, revealing many blood reds. Of the curse.

"May everyone drink this cup. This is to redeem the sins of all people. The blood that I shed is the blood of the contract!"

After the chant was finished, the light flickered, and a blood-red curse reappeared on the back of the empty hand.

"Ling Shu! Hahahaha! Finally came back!"

Kenneth Archibald laughed cheerfully, but the laughter seemed a bit hideous and crazy.

Yan Fengli was watching this scene with disdain in his heart. He could completely predict that this man would die miserably in the near future. If he clearly quit here, he would be protected by the church and retrieve a cheap Life, but he has to find his own way.

I thought so in my heart, but Yan Fengli didn't show it on the surface.

"Then, please continue to fight for glory as the Master, Mr. Kenneth Archibald."

After speaking, Yan Fengli lowered her head slightly, turned and left.

He didn't want to stay in front of this kind of bereaved dog for a long time, and he didn't want to whisper to this kind of waste.

However, when he stepped forward with this kind of thought, a cold gunshot came into his consciousness. He only felt a pain in his back, and his consciousness became distracted. He expected the outcome of others, but died. I never thought I would die here.

"It's a pity that Father, for the sake of my victory, I can't let other Masters get new spells, so I can only ask you to die."