King's Landing

In the downstream drainage channel of Weiyuanchuan River, Jiantong dirty inkstone, who had recovered his middle-aged posture, stood in front of the magic circle with his back on his back.

"How do you feel? Your ghost hand."

"Damn! You old ghost! Let go of me right away! Otherwise, don't blame me for burning with you!"

Young Shiro Weimiya, no, it should be magician Chris Belvedere. He is now chained in the center of the huge magic circle. His young face is hideous and distorted. His cold eyes are filled with incomparable anger and hatred. But all this is in vain.

No matter how hard he struggles, he can't move a finger, and dare not growl how he can get rid of the fate of the sacrifice.

"Presumably Guishou Lord still remember the "Little Holy Grail" that I mentioned to you? It was originally a container prepared by the Einzbern clan, one of the three imperial families, to open the Great Holy Grail. It can also be said to be' "Key', after the heroic spirits die, their souls will be temporarily sucked into the container, until enough magic power is stored, the Great Holy Grail can be summoned."

Jian Tong's dirty inkstone changed his old manner, staring at Chris with piercing eyes and explaining.

"I once told Your Excellency Guishou that this "container" is the little doll that represented Einzbern in the battle. In order to summon the Great Holy Grail, we must obtain her. Therefore, Your Excellency Guishou will be dispatched. , Unfortunately, the plan failed. Not only did we lose an important chess piece, we did not even get the "key". Your Excellency should be very clear that we can't compete with them at all with our strength, only get the "key" and grab them Only when the Great Holy Grail was summoned before can we reverse the situation."

"Asshole! In that case, what are you doing!?"

Chris became more angry as he listened, and finally couldn't help snarling loudly.

But Jian Tong dirty inkstone did shook his head, and continued to speak with his face unchanged.

"Please listen to me, Lord Guishou. Although we did not get the orthodox container, it does not mean that we have no chance. In fact, the body that you occupy, the child I adopted, is the back hand I prepared. Ten years ago, my unfilial son participated in the Holy Grail War. In the end, the Tong family didn’t get anything. However, I was fortunate enough to get a piece of the Holy Grail and implanted it in the child’s body. Although the Holy Grail fragment is not as good as the orthodox container 'However, it also has the effect of communicating the Holy Grail, so this child is the "pseudo container" I cultivated, just like a spare key."

"what!?"

Chris couldn't help being shocked by what he heard.

He suddenly realized something, and his hideous face suddenly lost its blood.

"Damn! You fellow! You deliberately let me occupy this body, and then use my spiritual magic power--"

"Don't be so ugly, Sir Guishou. You chose to seize this child by yourself. I just did what you wanted to help you, and didn't we have an agreement? You are responsible for the capture. "Container", and I am responsible for the summoning ceremony. But in the end your part failed, then I can only help you again with reluctance. Speaking of it, you should thank me. Your Excellency did not want to see Einz. Is Belém’s third method? After becoming the'key', you can experience the power and mystery of the third method, the “cup of the sky” at close range. Am I right? Your Excellency Chris, hahahaha..."

"Damn! Damn! I'm going to kill you! You ugly old monster! Ah ah ah!!!"

Unbridled laughter and hysterical roar resounded throughout the underground channel. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the shadow of the corner.

"Your Excellency Magician."

The sound of this sound stopped the laughter and roar.

There was a moment of silence, and then, as if he had found a straw, Chris yelled frantically.

"Chiron! You bastard! Come and save me! Kill the old monster for me! Kill him! I want him to die!"

That's right, that voice was Chris' contract servant, Chiron, the heroic spirit, but the heroic spirit who had never disobeyed Chris' orders, did not move at all at this moment, no matter how he roared, he ignored him.

"What are you waiting for! You damn idiot! Don't hurry to do it for me! I order you as a Master! Kill this old monster for me immediately! Hear you! Didn't you say that even if you die, you won't betray me? !?"

"Jie Jie Jie."

Three strange laughs suddenly interrupted Chris' yelling.

"Your Excellency Guishou, you are right. Your hero is indeed very loyal to you and will not betray you even if he dies. But what if he died?"

Chris was struck by lightning and stood on the spot, but the next moment, he roared fiercely.

"How could he die! This voice is definitely his right! Old monster! What did you do!"

"What did you do? Haha, Hassan, come out and let the ghost hand meet you."

Jian Tong dirty inkstone said to the shadow.

"As an assassin, you can't easily show it to others, but since it is the request of the magician, then I will show up."

The black shadow gradually stared, and a weird figure dressed in black and a white mask appeared in Chris's eyes. The reason why he was said to be weird was that he was very asymmetrical, tall and thin, and his arms were extremely long. , Like a tall ghost-faced monkey.

"Who are you!? What about Chiron! Where's that bastard!"

"He is the hero of my contract, Hassan the assassin, Jie Jie, you are wondering why he speaks in your heroic voice? Now, I have nothing to hide. This is because he ate you. The heart of the heroic spirit. This is one of Hassan’s abilities, which can increase his strength by devouring the body of others. As for your heroic spirit Chiron, after losing his heart, I have sent him into the “container”. A certain amount of magic power, so there must be heroes to fill it."

"..."

The words of the dirty inkstone made Chris completely desperate. He came with great confidence and expectations, but ended up like this. At the beginning, he laughed at Kenneth, who died here ten years ago, but his ending was even worse than him. Misery, is this retribution?