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Chapter 800: There are no outdated idols, only shaky beliefs!(1/2)

"Naiya is really a bad guy..."

Early the next morning, Fang Mo was sitting on the sofa in the hotel living room, playing with a pendant in his hand.

The shape of this pendant is a bit weird. At first glance, it looks like a dark gemstone the size of a fingernail. It has been cut into countless irregular planes. It looks like some kind of geometric structure, but it gives people an extremely uncoordinated look.

a feeling of.

Because this thing is neither a triangle, nor a cube, nor an octahedron, nor a pyramid, it is as if this thing has some vague cognitive power, making it look like those geometric bodies but completely different, giving people

A strong sense of dislocation and fragmentation.

Nyarlathotep did not stay here long.

But before leaving, he gave this earring to Fang Mo as a gift.

Although Fang Mo would rather have him draft a speech, according to Nyarlathotep, this thing is much easier to use than a simple speech.

Fang Mo felt it for a moment.

I found that there was an indescribable turbid power wrapped around it.

After thinking about what Naiya usually does, Fang Mo probably knows how to use this thing. Is it probably for mental pollution or something like that?

Now that we have figured out what this thing does.

Fang Mo was too lazy to write a speech, so he just improvised on the spot.

After thinking about it, he directly summoned his substitute Steve, then realized two breakfasts and woke up Sakura Matou in the room.

"...Master Archer?"

Matou Sakura sat up on the bed feeling a little sleepy.

"Go and wash up." Fang Mo stretched out his hand and smoothed the two dull hairs on the other person's head: "I'll take you out to see something fun after breakfast later."

"Why?"

Matou Sakura was a little confused, but she still responded: "Okay, okay..."

Anyway, they quickly finished washing up, and then the two of them sat at the dining table. Since it was breakfast, it wasn't particularly rich. It was just apple juice, oatmeal with maple syrup, omelet with mushroom sauce, and a tuna sandwich.

Fang Mo is used to eating MC food.

But Matou Sakura was different. She showed a slightly surprised expression at this moment.

"These……"

I saw Matou Sakura holding sandwiches in her two little hands, obviously a little surprised: "Did you make these, Mr. Archer?"

"Um?"

Fang Mo glanced at Matou Ying: "That's right."

These foods are all made by yourself according to the recipes, and Steve prepares the ingredients and then kneads them by hand with just one click. In a sense, they are indeed things that you make yourself, right?

"Master Archer is so awesome."

Matou Sakura whispered something while eating.

"If you like to eat, eat more."

Fang Mo smiled and once again reached out and stroked the other person's little head twice. This child was indeed quite miserable. If I remember correctly, when she was first sent to Matou's house, she seemed to have to be fucked by Matou even when she ate.

Poison and torture?

"Um……"

Matou Sakura lowered her head and responded softly.

Soon after the two finished breakfast, Fang Mo took her directly out of the hotel.

Instead of going directly to find the beer hall, Fang Mo took out his sidecar motorcycle and prepared to go to Einzbern's castle first. After all, he still lacked a small Holy Grail.

But just at this moment.

After a slight hesitation, Matou Sakura suddenly asked: "Mr. Archer, do you want... do you want me to drive?"

"ah?"

Fang Mo glanced at Matou Ying, looked up and down her young body, and then looked at the huge sidecar motorcycle next to him, and suddenly the image of the other child driving a big car popped into his mind: "Uh, let's forget it.

Okay, just let me drive this time."

"Why?"

Matou Sakura was slightly startled: "But you said that you are the master of the empire and shouldn't drive..."

"Oh, you're talking about this."

Fang Mo stretched out his hand to hug Matou Sakura into the sidecar and scraped her nose: "Because Sakura is special, it's no problem."

"Well……"

Matou Sakura was stunned for a moment.

When Fang Mo saw this, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he directly turned over and got on the motorcycle, and the engine started driving.

Unlike other Masters of the Holy Grail War, Einzbern's androids have a pathological obsession with the castle for some reason. For this persistence, they even live outside Fuyuki City, because there is only one there.

A castle is provided for his residence.

After asking around a bit.

It didn't take long for Fang Mo to find Einzbern's castle.

But as soon as he arrived here, he saw that the castle in front seemed to be emitting black smoke.

"Lord Archer."

Matou Sakura obviously noticed this: "It seems that someone came here in advance. Is it an enemy?"

"Go and take a look first before talking."

Fang Mo parked his motorcycle and walked directly towards the inside of the castle.

After the two of them entered the castle, Fang Mo discovered that an unknown battle had really taken place here. The original castle had now become a ruin, and a lot of blood stains and the like could be seen on the ground.

Walk along the door and walk in.

Fang Mo soon discovered two bodies lying on the ground.

They were two women, with the same red eyes and white hair. They were exquisite and obviously did not look like ordinary human beings. However, they had been dead for a long time at this moment. One had a large penetrating hole in the left chest, and the other had wounds on all four limbs.

It was chopped off and he bled to death.

"An artificial human from the Einzbern family?"

Fang Mo recalled it and found that the other party should be the maid who served Illya in the original work.

Illya is the Little Holy Grail of Einzbern. As the Holy Grail War continues, the souls of dead heroic spirits will be stored in her body and oppress her consciousness. In the end, her functions as a human will be completely destroyed.

Disappear until incarnated into an unconscious living Holy Grail.

And these two maids seem to be born for this.

Responsible for taking care of her and so on.

Of course, they are obviously dead now, and judging from their injuries, they were shot alive by a bunch of sharp weapons, so is this the work of Gilgamesh?

Think of this.

Fang Mo also continued to explore the inside of the castle.

Inside the castle, many traces of the battle could be vaguely seen, and there were blood stains on the ground, but after searching around, Fang Mo could not find Illya.

In the original work, Illya's heart was indeed ripped out by Gilgamesh, and she eventually died here.

It just seems like it right now.

This situation seems to have changed a bit...

Fang Mo thought for a while and estimated that Gilgamesh came to grab the Little Holy Grail, but since his injury had not recovered, he might not have beaten Berserker, or he might have encountered other accidents.

"Lord Archer?"

Seeing that there was no movement from Fang Mo, Matou Sakura asked in confusion: "Now the clue seems to be broken, what should we do?"

"Oh it's all right."

After coming back to his senses, Fang Mo turned around again and walked outside: "Don't worry, kid, our interrogation ability in Germany is the best in the world. You just have to see how the boss like me operates."

While talking.

Fang Mo also returned to the door.

Looking at the maid's body on the ground, Fang Mo touched his chin, and then directly set up the altar with a thought.

There was nothing to say about the resurrection process. Accompanied by blasphemous and taboo whispers, billowing black clouds swallowed up the body of the maid in front of them, and then the two of them stood up again in confusion.

"Why???"

At this scene, even Sakura Matou next to her was stunned: "Master Archer, this is..."

"This is a by-product of our research on the ancestor of vampires." Fang Mo said casually: "Being able to break the boundary between life and death to a certain extent, of course, comes at a cost, but the major has done a very good job, and there will be opportunities in the future.
To be continued...
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