King's Landing

Eimiya Kiritugu pointed his gun at Ma Tong Yanya with a blank expression on his face.

If it were someone else, he would have pulled the trigger and killed it, but considering the agreement with the Matsuya family, he hesitated. Of course, he was not afraid of the old monster, or worried about the Matsuya family. Tore his face, what he really cares about is the value of Jian Tong Yanye. Judging from the current situation, he wants to deal with the biggest enemy-Einzbern. It is only that he and Yanfeng Qili are not sure about it. Great, but if you can control Jian Tong Yanye and his Berserker, then the success rate will increase by at least one level.

Don’t underestimate the success rate of this level. You must know that even if you join forces with Kyori, the heroic king Gilgamesh, the success rate of Kirito's prediction is only half. And if you can smoothly control Jian Tong Yanye, then the balance of victory will be tilted accordingly, adding a layer of assurance, which will play a vital role in this plan.

It’s just that it’s almost impossible to control a mad dog like Jian Tong Yanye, once he wakes up, he will probably fight back to the death. That is definitely not what Eimiya Kiritugu wants to see, in order to destroy the Holy Grail. In war, he can do anything at all costs, but he can't die before he succeeds. This life is to be left to the end. He must witness the end of the Holy Grail War with his own eyes.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Suddenly, in the darkness at one end of the alley, there was a hard and ugly Sen sneer.

Weimiya Kiritugu turned abruptly and pointed the gun at that end, but soon, his face became strange and most of the hostility was dispersed.

"What? You still want to do something against my ally?"

"Why did the old man come?"

Looking at the ugly old man who looked like a monster coming out of the darkness, Eimiya Kirishu asked.

"Can you still guess with your cleverness? Yan Ye, an unfilial son, broke our agreement. As a father, I always stand up and say, hehehe, the old man came here specially to help you relieve the trouble. Yes, little friend Wei Gong."

Hearing the old man’s hypocritical words, Keishi Uemiya did not waver. He knew very well why this old monster was so enthusiastic. As one of the three imperial families, Makiri’s dedication to the Holy Grail would never lose to the other two. The old monster has self-knowledge. This time he probably won't have a chance to compete. Originally, he was expecting his'son' Jian Tong Yanye to be a little better.But judging from the current situation, it is obviously impossible to rely on Berserker to compete for victory, so he stood up.

Since the Matsumoto family had no chance to get the Holy Grail, the best solution was to destroy the fight and let everyone return empty-handed. This was also the reason why the old monster would cooperate with a magician such as Eimiya Kirishu in shame.

In this world, all cooperation requires benefits.

The old monster Jian Tong Yan was dirty and walked to Jian Tong Yanye with a cane. In his sunken eye sockets, two eyeballs were beating pale ghost fires. He smiled'Jie Jie' and slammed the cane towards Jian Tong Yanye. With his right arm intact, Jian Tong Yanye, who was in a coma, was hit by the blow and suddenly screamed. The insects lurking in his body were stimulated and began to behave like crazy.

"No matter how many times I look at it, I won’t make the old man bored. With this miserable look, little friend Wei Gong, you have two choices now, kill my unfilial son, or cut off his right hand and let him Lose the Master qualification. The other is to let the old man help you and transplant the curse that controls the Berserker into your hands, but doing so requires some price."

The old monster who raised his head stared at Eomiya Kirisu with those penetrating eyes.

"What's the price?"

Hidden a trace of disgust, Eimiya Kiritugu asked in an unusually calm response.

"Jie Jie Jie, you have also seen that in order to gain strength, my unfilial son is now miserable. The curse seal he possesses is based on bugs. It is impossible to transfer the curse seal only by using ordinary transplant magic. Yes. If you want to control Yan Ye’s Berserker, you must bear the engraved insects in his body, but the old man must remind you that if you accept Yan Ye’s curse, your fate is likely to be like this, and if you can’t bear the insects The pain of biting, your spirit will also collapse."

Hearing this, Eimiya Kirishu fell silent.

"Yan Ye still has two unused spells in his hands, but Wei Gong, you seem to have only the last one left. And as far as the old man understands, you are not in harmony with your followers. As an ally, old man I don’t want accidents at the last minute."

The old monster stared at the two-thirds of the curse mark that had disappeared from the back of Eomiya Kirsugu's hand, and smiled grimly.

Even if the old monster didn't say such a thing, Eimiya Kirito's choice would not change.

"I will prevent the Holy Grail from coming at all costs, so I will trouble the old man, but before that."

He raised the right hand with the last curse mark left and poured magic power into it.

"Ordered in the name of Master Keiji Eomiya, Saber, my follower, your final mission is to assist Berserker in killing all the Masters of the Holy Grail War, destroying the coming of the Holy Grail, and swearing to death."

The curse gleamed with scarlet light, and finally disappeared completely after Eimiya Kirito gave the indifferent order.At this moment, he has already lost his qualification as the Master of the Holy Grail War, but only in this way can he inherit the new curse seal and follower.

"Hahaha, you deserve to be a man who can reject Einzbern. The old man admires you very much, Kirishu Uemiya. Now that you have made a decision, the old man will do a little bit more effort. , You can take a good look."

The old monster gave a successful smirk. He raised his crutches and slammed it on the belly of his'son' Tong Yanye.

After receiving this blow, the fainted Jian Tong Yanye suddenly curled up, opened his mouth and vomited a ball of fishy blood, and at this moment, the old monster crawled out of a two-finger-wide bug, blinking. Tong Yan night got in.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Painful screams resounded throughout the alley, which was the cold blood and cruelty of a'father'.