The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

On the outskirts of the new capital of Winterwood City, on the hill where the gathering point of one of the three spiritual veins of the entire Winterwood City passes, there is a church belonging to the church.

For Fuyuki City, which has a large foreign population, the number of people who often go to church to worship is relatively higher than in other cities.

Although this Fuyuki Church is located in the extreme east of Japan, it has a strong breath of magnificence of Western religious beliefs.

Although on the surface it is only a place for ordinary believers, in fact this church was built for the purpose of monitoring the Holy Grail War.

The spiritual veins here are ranked third, and it is said that it is even comparable to the mansion of the Tosaka family, which ranks second in the area.

At this moment, two people were talking at the front door of the opened church.

"According to the provisions of the Holy Grail War, Yanfeng Qili asked the Church to protect my personal safety."

The young man standing at the door said so.

"I accept. As the responsibility of supervising this war, I say that Fengli is guaranteeing your safety."

And the older man standing inside the church, who is obviously old, and wearing the robe of the church priest said with a serious face, "Then, please come inside."

"Huh, it really is a good show."

Standing about half a hill from the church, I noticed all this with my excellent hearing and eyesight, and couldn't help but sneer.

In fact, if it weren't for the relevant information I got from the crow, I'm afraid I would be like this, just like the other masters who were monitoring the direction of the church, I was easily deceived?

Through the conflict between the Servants, let your Servant die and act secretly, providing corresponding intelligence and related information for yourself or for the third-party Master.

Judging from the information currently available, at least in this Holy Grail War, the self-proclaimed "neutral" church has already begun to intervene in the final "Holy Grail" winner.

Although I don’t know which Master can cooperate with the church, I guess, in order to maximize the ultimate benefits, the church may be cooperating with one of the Tosaka family or Matsuya family here—and, as this The Tosaka family of land managers is more likely.

"I really don't understand the contention of that broken cup. According to the principle of equivalence exchange, you may still have to pay for that cup... and whether the thing is so-called omnipotent is really not necessarily..."

Otherwise, it was impossible that even Merlin had done so much preparation and ended in failure.

I sighed a little depressed, and the next second a flying knife appeared on my fingertips.

"Ενισχυμ?νη·Κλε?δωμα·Ραδι?φωνο!" (Tianyin: Greek, strengthen, lock and shoot.)

The flying knife gleaming with cold light instantly cut through the dark night sky and projected into the depths of the forest.

"Ding!"

Accompanied by the sound of metal fighting, a figure wearing a black robe with a pale skull mask on his face emerged from the shadows.

"Secretly peeking is not the work of a gentleman."

With a sneer, I clipped three throwing knives with the tips of my fingers hanging down beside me, "What should I call you? I played a good show of suspended animation from the battlefield of the Tozan Mansion just now... Servant·Assassin."

"……who are you……"

The hoarse voice came from under the skull mask, and it was as rough as scratching sandpaper.

"One of the 7 Servants this time, as for the Class, I don't think... you have no need to know!"

Through the magic circuit on the fingertips with magic power, the enchanted divine text "Ακ?μ" on the surface of the knife was illuminated one by one, and then the flying knife was thrown out under the guidance of the magic.(Tianyin: Ακ?μ, the contraction of "Fengrui" in Shenyan.)

A group of three flying knives, the first group locks the direction in which the opponent can escape, and the next group of flying knives kills.

"Fuck!"

"Hi...ah!"

Although the sound of the flying knife that had broken through the sound barrier through the human body through magic acceleration seemed a bit wrong, in my eyes, the Assassin was indeed nailed to the ground without having time to dodge in time.

So weak...

I couldn't help but frowned.

Although Assassin's combat effectiveness is the inverse of the entire 7 Classes, there is no resistance to my throwing knife at all, which seems very...abnormal...

Isn't it a fake death again?

"ArsMagna, I'm.the.rules.of.Material."

Without thinking about it, I directly expanded the enchantment domain. After searching the enchantment area and confirming that there was no aura of the second Servant, I jumped off the tree and came to Assassin who had stopped struggling.

died?

I kicked the corpse with my foot, but found that the opponent did not move. I raised my eyebrows, summoned a silver gun and pierced it directly into the opponent's heart-so after a violent body shaking, Assassin seemed to break. The electricity does not move anymore.

It should be dead now, right?

Withdrawing the silver gun, I curiously squatted down and reached out to Assassin's mask and took it off.

"...So that's it..."

After I took it off, I began to gradually powder the white skull mask that disappeared from my hand. After resisting the discomfort and using the power of my left eye, I finally understood what this Assassin was all about.

To put it bluntly, it is a special skill formed after the disease of "multiple personality" is transformed by heroic spirits.

A person can be divided into multiple actions-but, because the total amount of spiritual power is still "one person", it is probably not even an ordinary magician in terms of individual existence, but it cannot be denied, if it is matched As Assassin's position skills, this group can be said to be invincible in such things as inquiring about intelligence.

If this is the case, then the Assassin at the Tosaka Mansion would explain it very well.

The reason why the corpse did not disappear immediately was because the body was still in this world.

As long as there is a connection between the two, it is much easier to handle, and it saves me more preparations.

Gently curling the corners of my lips, I backhanded out the ritual dagger called "Talisman of Breaking All Laws" and pierced it directly into the heart of the corpse.

The magical light of scarlet ink radiated from the dagger, and the magical power rushed out with an ominous sense.

The magical power that was clearly visible to the naked eye flowed over the whole body of the corpse left by Assassin, and I could almost hear the "crackling" sound from the corpse, which belonged to the rule of restraint being broken.

From the chest of the corpse, there were marks like scars, and I also extended my left hand at the same time.

In the Holy Grail war system, a three-stroke crimson spell used to restrain the Servant.

At this moment, a pain was already engraved on the back of my left hand-it was a shield pattern like a bird with wings spread.(Tianyin: It's the pattern I put on the cover of the copywriting.)

Here it is.

Looking at the three-stroke spell curse gradually disappearing from the back of my hand with satisfaction, I nodded, then turned and walked towards the church.

Now that Assassin's magic spell was restored by me and received my own hand, the connection between it and its original Master, that is, Yanfeng Qili was completely severed.