King's Landing

"Damn it! Both of them look down on me!"

Ma Tong Shinji scolded loudly in frustration, and the two pretty girls had already fled early in fright.

"Rin Tosaka! And that stinky bitch! I will not let you go! I will crush you one day. I will rub you under my body! Then I will make you kneel like a bitch Begging for mercy in front of me! How dare you look down on me! Bastard hiss!"

I don't know if it was because of anger, or because of physical pain from being hurt, Matong Shinji's face was distorted, hideous and crazy.

"Shinji?"

At this moment, a voice rang in the corridor.

The incoming person has short, bleak red hair, and his fair skin is a little sick. He also wears Sui Qunyuan's uniform.This person is the'brother' that Shinji Makiri is most familiar with. In name, he is also the heir of Makiri's family, and his name is Shirou Eimiya.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing Shinji Matong leaning on the wall with a pained expression on his face, Shiro Weimiya immediately ran up and asked with concern.

"Go away! Don't worry about it!"

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was slapped off by the slap of Ma Tongshen Er.

After gritting his teeth, Shinji Matsu endured the pain and stood up straight. The stinky woman's shoulder fell before gave him a lot of shock to his emptied body, but compared to the physical pain, his heart The humiliation tortured him even more.The most important thing is that he doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of this stupid'brother', let alone accept his disgusting help.

"What the hell is going on? Who is bullying you? Shenji."

However, Shiro Weimiya did not give up. He grabbed Shinji's arm and asked endlessly.

"I told you to let go! Didn't you hear it!? You bastard!"

Shinji, who was already suppressing his anger, pushed Wei Gong Shirou away fiercely, and rebuked.

"Do you think anyone in this school dares to be right with me? It's nosy, don't think that grandpa takes you in, you can put on a familiar look in front of me! Don't forget your identity, your last name is' Wei Gong', not'Matong'."

"Then at least go to the health room to take a rest, I will use magic to help you heal."

As if he had been used to this kind of scolding, Wei Gong Shirou seemed to have not heard of it, and he was still concerned about the proposal.

"You guy!"

Shinji Magui suddenly grabbed Shiro Eiya by the collar.

The word magic is almost the biggest pain point for Shinji. As the orthodox heir of the Matsumoto family, he does not have the slightest magic skills. There is no circuit in his body, and he cannot inherit family magic at all. This makes him a family member. Shame, even his father was ashamed. For this reason, he was ridiculed and beaten by his father since he was a child. This also developed his distorted psychology.

And the reason why Shiro Weimiya adopted to the Maki family was to continue the magic of Maki family, to replace him as the orthodox heir, to pass on the line and let an outsider continue the incense. This is the shame and end of the magic family. Shenji knows this. Therefore, he hated his parents who didn't give him magic skills, and hated everything in his family and surroundings.

So as long as someone mentions magic and family matters in front of him, he will easily lose control, and what makes him the most unbearable is that the dignified outsider who'snatched' his heir status by Shiro Wimiya said this in front of him. Kind of words.

"You did it on purpose!? Bastard! Do you want to mock me for this magic trash!? Does grandpa ask you to help me contract the heroic spirit so dissatisfied with you!? Ah! I tell you Shiro Weimiya! I am Makiri The orthodox heir to the family! You are just a doll raised by Grandpa! Breeding pigs raised in captivity to pass on magic! Just like those disgusting bugs!"

The out-of-control Makiri Shinji grabbed Shiro Wei Gong by the collar and yelled.

Fortunately, the corridors after school were empty, otherwise their conversation would be enough to scare ordinary students.

"Listen clearly, and don't put on such a hypocritical and disgusting expression in front of me in the future! You are worthy of being my brother too!? Don't be kidding! Your little magic was also given to you by grandpa, wanting to humiliate I, you are not qualified! Now I am the Master of the Holy Grail War. If you have any dissatisfaction, talk to Grandpa! Even the second call cannot be successful, and it is also a waste! It’s a waste of Grandpa’s painstaking effort! Cultivate you! I tell you, if you fail again today, get out of Ma Tong's house!"

"I'm sorry, Shenji."

Not only was Shirou not angry for Shinji Makiri's insult, but he also apologized with blame.

He also knew that he had taken away everything that should have belonged to Shinji Matsumoto. This owed heart allowed him to endure this distorted "brother" over the years. No matter how he was beaten or scolded, he would never fight back, even if It is regarded as a servant and a pig dog.

"Actually, I haven't had time to tell you and grandpa about the heroic spirit. I have already summoned my heroic spirit. I originally planned to take her to see grandpa tonight."

"what did you say!?"

When Shinji Maa heard these words, his distorted expression was startled, and immediately afterwards, a look of jealousy flashed in those hatred eyes.

However, although he is easy to lose control, he still maintains his sanity. The heroic spirits and the Holy Grail war are the things his grandfather attaches the most importance to. He fears the old man who is like a monster since he was a child. Therefore, he never asks for the business of the old man. Dare to mess around.So even if he was dying of jealousy, he could only bear it.

"Huh! Don't be the kind of waste hero. Since you have successfully summoned, you will bring it over tonight. If you delay grandpa's business, I won't let you go. Also, you don't have to go back tonight. Come, come to my room at night."

Glancing bitterly, Shinji Magui let go of Shirou's collar and turned and went down the stairs.

But this time, Shiro Weimiya did not catch up. He understood the final meaning of that sentence. Tonight, perhaps he would be tortured again.

He touched his arm, and then shook his head gently. This kind of thing has long been used to it.