The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

No, that shouldn't be called a "tattoo".

For the Master and Servant who participated in the battle, it was something that knew exactly what it was at a glance.

"These are the things recovered from the past Holy Grail War and entrusted to me as the supervisor of this Holy Grail War. The legacy of the Masters who lost the Servant before the decisive battle-they have not yet used the spell. "

The priest's words silenced me.

The spells that the Masters in the past did not have time to use are now being kept by him as the manager.

Ling Zhou is also known as the "stigmata", which is the proof of the fate of participating in the Holy Grail War.It not only contains the meaning of fate, but also a control device for Servant.

The phenomenon of Ling Zhou can be called a miracle in itself.

However, although this kind of engraving on the Master's body has very powerful energy, it is only a kind of consumption-type physical enchantment, so it can also be transplanted or transferred by means of spells.

"I can transfer these preparation spells to anyone at my own discretion. For everyone who controls the Servant now, should you know the importance and value of these engravings?"

With that said, Yan Feng Lizheng seems to have fallen into a state of fanaticism similar to "teaching", "All Masters will stop all current fighting, and everyone will do their best to wipe out Rider first. I will choose the one who eliminated Rider and rescued her Master, and give him the spell added as a special measure."

After a pause, he added, "If it is done by one person, only the one person will be given, and if it is done by multiple players, everyone who gives the strength will be given. When it is confirmed that Rider is eliminated, the Holy Grail War will Start again."

After putting down his sleeves, the priest looked at the position of the seat of worship and added, "Then, if you have any questions, please raise them here."

"I don't have anymore."

Standing up, I bowed to him and saluted, then turned and left the church with Lancelot.

Behind him, the various sounds of Shikigami's demon leaving were mixed, and then gradually disappeared.

It was indeed the time to leave—since the notice to the supervision was fully understood, there was no point in staying here.

For the current Master, the next task should be to hunt Rider, right?

And standing in front of the open flower garden in front of the church, after confirming that the other servants had disappeared, I stood there thinking about it—Lancelot was standing next to me, but he meant to bother me. nor.

Although I don't know what method Vivian used, it is obvious that Medea has become a target of public criticism now.

To talk about the things I am more interested in now, then it is how far Medea can persist in this embarrassing situation.

When the cocktail party was held last night, I paid great attention to the clearance. Most of the masters of both parties should not know what the content of the cocktail party is. Therefore, it is difficult for the Master to follow the supervisor’s instructions and simply Acting only with Rider as a goal.

For most Masters, the hunting battle against Rider is just one episode.

Servant's own wishes will definitely be ignored, and Master's real goal is to be able to win in the subsequent melee.

So under this premise, what choices those Masters will make can really be imagined with their toes.

Everyone is eager to get more spells to strengthen the odds.

But if the enemy gets the same thing as himself, then he has no advantage at all.

Therefore, for these Masters, instead of cooperating with others to get the spell, it is better to kill Rider's exclusive advantage alone-although the former is a simpler method in terms of efficiency.

If nothing happens, hindering each other for the sake of competition, I am afraid that those Masters will do it?

But because the church has already announced it, in order to avoid becoming the next target, no one should be stupid enough to do things like alliance with Medea.

"Ahhh... it really is a very realistic society..."

After the rough speculation was over, I subconsciously shook my head and exclaimed, "I just don't know what other Servant plans will be."

"Ok?"

Probably because I was muttering something there after I finished thinking, Lancelot walked up to me and looked at me with a puzzled look, "What's wrong?"

"There is nothing wrong, but the action at night will be tricky...After all, there are so many forces participating in the war..."

Withdrawing my thoughts that were about to become divergent thinking, I sighed and smiled at Lancelot, "But I believe that as long as I prepare accordingly, there should be no problems...probably. "

"I never doubted your ability to solve problems."

Obviously Lancelot has more confidence in me than I have in myself, "Although occasionally there will be some small or small situations, but in terms of results, it is much more reliable than Miss Vivienne. Up."

"Thank you for your confidence in me..."

The corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitching—although Lancelot’s confidence in me is a good thing, but why do I feel particularly tempted to beat him at this moment?

——This world is so beautiful, but you are so irritable, bad, bad...

Seriously, I don’t think you are actually qualified to say me...

——Why?

As long as you are there, the world cannot be beautiful.

——Convex=.=|||

"Ah... just keep secret from Miss Vivienne."

Tilted his head slightly, Lancelot blinked at me, "Because Miss Vivienne is very careful and grudges. I'm not my master, Miss Vivienne's rare'magnanimity' I can turn Not going there."

"..."

So you know that you are talking bad about others?

Because I couldn't find a proper expression to express my embarrassing and subtle mood at the moment, so I could only put on a poker face.

"So, what are we going to do next?"

It seemed a little strange to my silence, Lancelot looked at me curiously and asked for my next course of action.

"Wait, then prepare by the way."

In addition to the Dragon Sleeping Potion, something else must be made in case of any accident.

"it is good."

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"Well……"

Rubbing my eyes, I yawned sleepily, "What time is it?"

It feels like I haven't rested at all-making the potion and some preparations are really exhausting.

"Just around eleven o'clock, I haven't felt much movement outside. It shouldn't start yet."

Lancelot handed a glass of water in time, "If you still feel tired, take a break. Ms. Nangong and Mr. Zhao just said that they don't mind us staying here."