Magical comprehensive travel

"Yan Ye, how can you treat your old father with such a bad attitude."

A hoarse voice sounded, and along with the sound of footsteps, the swarm of Xixisuosuo slowly faded, leaving only the man twitching in place.

The Holy Grail of Ma Tong Yan Ye originated from the second son of the Ma Tong family, one of the three imperial families, and the second uncle of Ma Tong Shinji.Although the father recorded in the household register is Jian Tongzang inkstone, in the genealogy, Yan Ye's great-grandfather, and even the ancestors three generations ago, have written the name of dirty inkstone.The nature is kind. Although he was born in a family of magicians, he resolutely broke off the relationship with magic and lived as an ordinary person.

However, destiny always likes to play tricks on kind people. In order to save Sakura and save the innocent girl, Ma Tongyan returned to Ma Tong’s house without turning back and voluntarily accepted the baptism of the insect swarm, all just to be able to give Sakura one and watch A visible future.

Dirty Yan walked slowly to the secret room with a cane, and said coldly: "I was selected by the Holy Grail, that is to say, you have also been admitted as a magician. First praise you, Yan Ye..."

The cold words didn't have any feeling of praise, let alone talk about the so-called family affection... A trace of ironic ridicule appeared in Yan Ye's heart, and slowly sat up.

"But ah...Look at your ugliness..."

"Huh!" Yan Ye glanced at her head, her completely damaged face was completely out of touch with the appearance in her memory, and the tingling in front of her was uncomfortable for anyone.

The black "color" insect-like eyeballs revealed malicious "color" colors, and the dirty ink said with a smile, "Hey~ can you move your left foot? Huh?"

After Dirty Yan said, he slid the crutches onto Yan Ye's disabled left leg without mercy.

"Eh..." Yan Ye couldn't help groaning under the intense pain. The obsession of her body, the resentment in her mind for a year, the memory of chaos made herself glaring. He, the engraved worm squirmed along the blood vessels under his face.

Seeing his imperfect work, the dirty inkstone smiled dryly, "Ha ha ha ha, don't be angry, don't be angry."

There was a wisp of viciousness in the worm-like eyes, and the cold words slowly spit out: "If you stimulate the imprinted worm in your body, the worm will eat you all."

Yan Ye stared at the dirty inkstone gloomily, but the dirty inkstone continued his words indifferently: "In my opinion, you only have one month of life left."

"Huh..." A breath of muddy breath was slowly exhaled from the nasal cavity, Yan Ye turned his head and said faintly: "Enough!"

"Oh? It seems that I am worrying too much. Are you ready to fight? Like a wild beast, to tear others apart." Jian Tongzangyan let out an unpleasant disgusting laugh.

Shichen...everything is your fault, everything... just kill you, drag this remnant body, drag you into this living hell... (Sure enough, it's all Shichen's fault )

Yan Ye's eyes were so cold that he could not tell, he raised his head and looked at his nominal father like this.

Seemingly dissatisfied with Yan Ye's eyes, the dirty ink snorted coldly.

"Yan Ye, as a reward for enduring for a year, I found a holy relic that suits you."

"Let's start then... the call of the heroic spirits." Yan Ye said coldly without a trace of anger as a person.

"Tsk tusk, it's boring, then come on, come to the basement to complete the ceremony tonight, my goose night."

The sound of crutches accompanied the whistle and whistles as the wind went further and further, Yan Ye's body fell down suddenly, twitching in pain, but the hatred in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

"Shichen... Uh...!"

Outside the house, listening to the painful sound coming from behind, the corners of the dirty inkstone of Ma Tong evokes a creepy smile.

"It's great, a mad beastly master and a mad berserker, is there a more perfect match than this? For this Holy Grail war, the old man suddenly has some expectations, Yan Ye, you can Don't let me down."

Jian Tong's dirty inkstone raised his head slightly, and the timid purple figure appeared in his eyes.

It was perfect, from the blood of Toosaka family, this surging magic power, perfect magic circuit, really perfect seedling.It's just not enough, we need to be defiled again, completely defiled!

"Sakura, why didn't I see Grandpa not saying hello?" The hypocritical old man slowly walked in front of the girl named Ying with a "kind" smile, the latter's body trembling even more.

"Master...Grandpa..." Ying said tremblingly, trying to shrink her body.

"Sakura, don't behave, let's continue to the insect cellar tonight." Jian Tongzangyan had a wicked smile, but what he said to Ying was extremely cruel.

"But... but did you mean tonight..." Ying was trembling as if she wanted to explain, but Jian Tong's dirty inkstone narrowed her eyes slightly.The little girl shuddered, as if thinking of something terrible, she lowered her head and walked back silently. Her destination would only be the gloomy and cold insect kiln.

"Hehe, really an obedient little girl, so grandpa would like it." Seeing the little figure leave, Jian Tong dirty inkstone let out a wicked smile.

Chapter 705 Call of Heroes

In the basement, the dim candlelight flickered, and the whole basement changed from the gloomy, cold, rare warmth, it seems to be to summon the relationship of the heroic spirits.

Standing in the magic circle drawn by the powder of gemstones, the hoarse voice of the dirty inkstone withered like a vampire slowly came out: "Remember the summoning spell, right?"

Yan Ye stared at the rickety back, and faintly responded, "En."

"Then let's start now, and take home the Holy Grail for Jian Tong's family. Also for that little girl." Jian Tong dirty inkstone said, a cruel smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

Jian Tong dirty inkstone said lightly: "Let's get started...but in that one, two more bars of chanting will be added."

Yan Ye squinted his eyes and asked nonchalantly, "What's going on?"

The dirty inkstone slowly turned around, leaking out his worm-like compound eyes, and said in a low voice, "Nothing, it's very simple."

Dirty Yan, leaning on a cane, looked directly at Yan Ye opposite, with a weird smile at the corner of his mouth, and said quietly: "Yan Ye, your qualifications as a magician are worse than other masters. Quite a few, this will also affect the basic capabilities of the servant. In this way, it is necessary to revise the servant’s job description to enhance its parameters."

There was a hint of interest in the dirty inkstone eyes, and he slowly said: "Yan Ye~ For the servant summoned this time, I want you to add a maddening attribute to it."

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The old magician, the lord of Winter Castle, was waiting for Kirishu and Alice Phil at the altar.

Yubstad Kuhaid von Einzbern.Since inheriting the seat of the eighth generation patriarch, it has been commonly known as "Ahad".Through continuous continuation of life, he has lived for almost two centuries.Leading the Einzbern family from the Holy Grail "Quest" to the Holy Grail "War".

He only knows the era of Yustesa. Since the start of the Second Holy Grail War, the old man Ahad has suffered more than one defeat.So for him, the anxiety in his heart when faced with this third opportunity was extraordinary.Nine years ago, the decision to welcome the then infamous "Magician Assassin" into Einzbern's house was made by the old magician. It was only a fancy to him. Heir's skills.

"The holy relics that people used to find in Cornwall were finally sent this morning."

While stroking the white beard reminiscent of a frozen waterfall with his hand, the old man Ahad stared at Keiji Eomiya with a shrewd look from the depths of his sunken eye sockets. This gaze makes him invisible. aged.Chesi, who has lived in this ancient city for a long time, faces the patriarch every time.As before, he still couldn't stand his eyes that made people feel the pressure of paranoia.

On the altar that the old patriarch gestured with his hand, there was an exaggeratedly tied black charcoal long cabinet.

"Using this thing as a medium, you can probably summon the strongest servant as the'Sword of the Heroic Spirit'. Keiji, you can regard this as the greatest assistance of the Einzbern family to you."

"I'm really ashamed to be. Patriarch sir." Pretending to be expressionless and stiff, Eimiya Kirishu bowed his head deeply.

The Einzbern family broke the convention since the founding of their ancestors and introduced other blood'liquids' from outside, and the Holy Grail seemed to have no objection.Three years ago, Eimiya Kirishu's right hand had already appeared in the spell curse, and soon he will bear the long-cherished wish of the Einzbern family to participate in the forthcoming Fourth Holy Grail War.

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In the peaceful village, the coward who escaped from the clock tower --- Weber Wilwitt portrayed his crude summoning circle with chicken blood, and the same words slowly "chanted" in different places and sang: "—— declare

You are under me, entrust my destiny to your sword.

Follow the call of the Holy Grail, if you follow this will and the law, you immediately answer—"

The feeling of magic around the whole body.As long as it is a magician, there is no escape, the cold and pain caused by the circulation of the magic circuit in the body.

Webber gritted his teeth and endured it while continuing to chant the spell.

"——Swear here. I am the good of the world and the evil of the world."

"Closed (full) closed (full) closed (full) closed (full) closed (full)...The cycle starts again and again, followed by five, but when it is full, it is an opportunity to discard... "