Chapter 395 Pain Remains Hei Tongqian Doesn't Want to Meet Shura Field
Magic Workshop located in a warehouse in Minato-ku, Tokyo,
Niga Sosuke dragged his exhausted body back here. He had obvious dark circles on his face because he had not rested all night, but he did not feel any emotion like fatigue. On the contrary, his whole person was in an extremely excited state.
The corpses of the Renhe family members on the ground had already undergone rigor mortis, and the condensed blood made their skin look black. Some people looked at the ceiling above their heads with their eyes blank, and they had a feeling of not being able to rest in peace.
Regarding the death of these so-called relatives, Niga Sosuke did not feel anything and even laughed out loud.
His magic talent is very poor. He only has eleven magic circuits. The quality and quantity of the magic circuits are very poor. He cannot perform even slightly complicated double-bar magic. He is usually a marginal member of the family. If not,
If you were good at pleasing people, your life would probably be even more miserable.
It is precisely because of such poor magic talent that Niga Sosuke gained the trust of his uncle, the family's genius magician and the youngest master - Niga Seiji.
After all, trash will not threaten Niga Seiji's identity as Master.
And this distant nephew, who in the eyes of Seiji Niga was no different from a waste and had nothing to do except to please people, suddenly became the last member of the Niga family.
Niga Sosuke's body was trembling slightly, as if there was a tiny electric current running through it. He covered his left arm that still felt some pain. The unofficial transfer of the Command Seals made him suffer a lot.
However, with the massive magic power of the command spell, the clogged magic circuits in Niiga Sosuke's body were forcefully opened. Many of the descendants of magicians were unable to even perform magic. It's not that they didn't have magic circuits, it was just that with the inheritance of their blood,
The magic circuit gradually becomes blocked and it seems as if it does not exist.
Of course, the biggest gain is the magic seal passed down from generation to generation in the Niga family, which contains the results of the family's hundreds of years of research on alchemy. Niga Sosuke peeled off the magic seal from Niga Seiji's back, and then used magic to
Saved.
The transfer of the magic seal is a delicate and professional job. If the transfer fails, the magic seal can easily be destroyed, so Niga Sosuke cannot be careless.
He walked around the corpse, without even looking at them, and walked towards the room inside. The room inside belonged exclusively to Niga Seiji, and was the core area of the magic workshop. Encrypted spells were set up on the door.
, only by entering the correct answer can the door be opened.
Niga Sosuke didn't know the answer to the encryption technique either. After trying several times to no avail, he kicked the door angrily.
The thin wooden door was kicked open, and he stared dumbfounded at what he had inadvertently achieved. Although Niga Seiji had arranged an extremely difficult encryption technique, he obviously ignored the strength of the door itself.
The core area of the magic workshop is still very simple. Apart from the books and manuscripts on the half-shelf against the wall, there are only some materials needed for alchemical magic. Sosuke Niga picked up a stack of manuscripts and read the densely packed spells on them.
Going up there makes you dizzy.
Combining the essays around the paper, he roughly understood that this stack of manuscripts was about the heroic spirit summoning spell of the Holy Grail War. Regarding the matter of summoning Saber by himself, Niga Seiji had never thought clearly about the principle, even after completing the entire spell.
After a complete analysis, I still haven't found the reason.
Niga Sosuke threw it aside with slight disappointment. He wanted to find something more valuable. These manuscripts were completely useless to him now.
Just as he was rummaging hard, Niga Sosuke suddenly felt like a light on his back. When he turned around cautiously, he discovered that the source of the feeling was just a crow.
Wait, crow...?
He took a step back and subconsciously launched the basic magic bullet technique. The crow's behavior was so special that it was most likely the familiar of another magician. If he wanted to let other magicians know that he had inherited the command spell,
if……
Niga Sosuke couldn't help but shudder. The other magicians would definitely not let him go, and he didn't even have a servant now. If he faced other participants in the Holy Grail War, he would probably be killed if he met them.
Under his horrified gaze, he saw a crow circling under the ceiling, its dark crow feathers falling in a flurry, and its body expanding rapidly, stretching into a human shape.
When the crow feathers dissipated, a white-haired young man wearing a large cloak appeared in front of him. Niga Sosuke knew this young man. He was the heroic spirit summoned by his uncle Niga Seiji, the strongest servant in the world with the Saber class.
By.
Seeing that Saber was still there and had not disappeared with the death of Niga Seiji, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Saber, as the master, I give this order..."
"Sorry, you are not my master."
Mikael interrupted Niga Sosuke's words cleanly. It was true that he had a command spell in his hand, but when Seiji Niga died, the contract between them had disappeared.
"Saber, why?"
Niga Sosuke was dumbfounded, he never expected such a situation.
"Because the person I signed the contract with, Seiji Niga, has died, the contract was automatically terminated. And the reason why I did not return to the Throne of Heroes is because of my unique skills, which allow me to stay even without the master's supply of magic power.
it's here."
Mikael was talking nonsense, but Niga Sosuke actually believed it. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the dark command spell on his left arm, and looked at Mikael sincerely, using a word that was almost like a prayer.
The tone said,
"Then I hope you can sign a contract with me and win this Holy Grail War."
"I reject."
Mikael replied without thinking.
"Why? Don't you want to obtain the Holy Grail and realize your wish? As long as you sign a contract with me, we will definitely win this Holy Grail War! No magician will be our opponent."
Niga Sosuke took a step forward, his face flushed, trying to persuade Mikael to sign a contract with him.
"Want to sign a contract?"
Mikael stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, only to see a comfortable sofa appear under him. He lazily buried his body into the soft sofa and looked up and down at Sosuke Niiga in front of him.
"I don't like worthless waste. If you want to sign a contract with me, you have to show your worth."
"What's the value?"
Niga Sosuke asked.
"It's very simple, just draw a card."
Mikael stretched out his hand, and a brand new stack of tarot cards appeared in his hand, then opened it into a fan shape and placed it in front of Sosuke Niga.
"Just pick one?"
"Any one."
He waved his hand casually, then put his hand on his chin, looking at Niga Sosuke's troubled expression with interest.
"Just this one."
After struggling for a while, Niga Sosuke chose a card. He opened it and saw the front of the card, which depicted a towering tower being destroyed by lightning, and two people falling from the collapsing tower.
to the ground.
"What does it mean?"
He scratched his head. He really didn't know anything about Tarot cards Niga Sosuke. He only knew that there was such a divination magic school.
"It's a symbol of good luck."
Mikael shrugged, and then continued, "The way to prove your worth is also very simple. In the third drawer on the left side of the bookshelf, there are some information about the masters of this Holy Grail War, as well as a small note I left behind.
A small gift, the rest is up to you."
Before he finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared, as if he had never been there at all, if there were not the crow feather on the ground and the tarot card in his hand to prove it.
"Information about other masters, are there any gifts..."
Niga Sosuke casually put the tarot cards aside and opened the third drawer on the left side of the bookshelf with a murmur. There was a neat stack of papers inside.
He picked up the top one, and the name in bold and black caught his eye.
"Linglong Pavilion."
Next to this information, a dark gold card and a transparent test tube were lying there quietly, and the dark red viscous liquid reflected a blur of brilliance under the light.