King's Landing

"Saber alone doesn't know what's going on at home. Although he prepared lunch before leaving and talked about how to use the microwave oven, as a hero of the past, I really care about whether modern appliances can be used correctly."

On the red-stained street at sunset, Shiro Weimiya, who had left school carrying the ingredients he bought from the supermarket, walked briskly, staring at the blood-colored mark on the back of his left hand nagging and chanting.

"Speaking of, Saber is completely indistinguishable from ordinary girls except when fighting. I can't tell that it is a famous hero in the past. I don't know what her true identity is. She is obviously about the same age as me, and she bears so much. ."

Having said that, Shirou shook his head again.

"Forget it, I don't want to do that. Although I really want to know more about Saber, I seem to be hated. If I ask too much, maybe even the basic relationship can't be guaranteed. It's just, why Saber hates it so much. And me?"

Shirou didn't have any clues at all about this. From the time he learned about the Holy Grail War until Saber was unexpectedly summoned, it seemed that he hadn't done anything special?Is it because his master's level is too low?If this is the case, there is nothing wrong with it. After all, Saber's strength and identity are there, and a rookie magician like him is certainly not qualified.

However, Shirou felt that Saber was definitely not the kind of heroic spirit who would pick and choose from the master. Her dedication to her duty was enough to show her uprightness, so there must be a deeper reason for her resistance and coldness.

"I can only take one step and count as one step. I hope to communicate frankly with Saber during the Holy Grail War. If I can help her, then I will spare no effort. Although compared to Heroes and other Masters, I may be useless, but... …"

Talking to myself stopped. Suddenly, the surroundings became silent. Although there were no people on the street, there were always some noises. But now, all the noises have disappeared, and the sunset is still red as fire, but I don’t know. Why, there was some violation.

Shirou is no stranger to this feeling, years of magic learning, let him quickly judge the situation in front of him.

"Enchantment?"

That's right, if he didn't guess wrong, he accidentally entered the barrier set by others.

And this enchantment was probably aimed at him, because he was the only one still walking on this street.

"Although he is a rookie, he still has some magic foundation."

A cold middle-aged voice came into Shilang’s ears, and then, in his sight, a black cat was walking towards him in silent steps. This is the source of the sound. Shi Lang was not surprised by the black cat, this kind of thing beyond common sense, he still knew that the demon was controlling him, but he was still vigilant, the other party was obviously directed at him.

"Then, let me introduce myself first. My name is Chris Belveder. I am from the headquarters of the Magic Association. I am a nobleman from the British Clock Tower. I am a senior magician. Like you, I am the Holy Grail. One of the masters of war."

The black cat uttered words and revealed his identity.

"Master?"

Shi Lang's heart suddenly burst. He learned from his master that some situations in the Holy Grail War, each Master's competition is a bet on his life, and if he is careless, he will be killed. In order to obtain the'omnipotent wishing machine', everyone Will not be soft to the enemy.

However, vigilance is vigilant, since the other party has reported himself, then he must not be rude.

"My name is Shiro Wimiya, I don't know what the seniors are asking for me."

"Since we are all Masters of the Holy Grail War, of course we came here for cooperation, young man, although you have some magic foundation, you are still a lot worse than other Masters. If you give you a few years, you may be able to rely on your qualifications. Become a qualified Master, but obviously, you don’t have this time. Therefore, as a predecessor of magic, I intend to give you a chance."

The turquoise cat eyes stared at Shirou closely, and the vertical pupils spread slightly, like two black holes, making people chill.

"Cooperate with me, boy. I can share the fruits of victory with you. You don’t have to doubt my sincerity. I can sign a mandatory contract with you. If you join forces with me, when we win, I can take Give you the chance to make a wish for the Holy Grail."

This proposal is extremely attractive, but Shi Lang is not a fool, there is no free lunch in this world.

Why would a noble and experienced magician of the Magic Association find him such a rookie?If you want to cooperate, you can look for a more powerful Master, and you have a greater chance of winning together with them. This big pie will not fall on him. Shirou thinks that he has no good luck since he was a child, so he can Certainly, the other party is absolutely unkind.

"I'm sorry, senior, I can't agree."

"Oh?"

The black cat's pupils shrank into needles for an instant, and a faint murderous intent flashed through it.

"Tell me your reasons, boy, I don't think anyone will refuse such a condition."

"The conditions given by the predecessors are indeed very exciting, but I have no right to agree. If you really want to seek cooperation, I can introduce you to my grandpa. If you have anything to do, you can discuss with my grandpa, as long as Father agrees, then I am willing to cooperate with you."

In order to temporarily escape the danger, Shirou took advantage of the identity of the old man Tong, but he did not know that these words strengthened the other party's determination to do it. The other party would not allow him to expose his traces and purpose, since his back Someone, then the best time is to get rid of him here. Once the tiger is released, it will be more difficult to do it again.

"You don't need to discuss it with your old man, I think he will agree to it, and ask why..."

Whoosh!

Before the voice fell, Shi Lang heard a rapid empty sound.

The white light flashed, and he had only time to avoid the vital point, and the arrow made of the white light had penetrated his shoulder.