"...That's because you made a contract with me as a heroic spirit, that's all."
Veins were pulsing on the man's temple, and he gripped the microphone tightly. A lock-like pattern clearly appeared on the back of his hand, which was his command spell.
In other words, the person talking to him on the phone now is his Servant. The Servant and the Master communicate through the phone. Judging from this behavior, there seems to be a strange sense of distance between them.
The servant known as the 'Warlock' muttered "It's really boring" and then fired at the Master with a machine gun-like momentum, using words as bullets.
"Don't think twice."
"My job is to create heroes, but I am not a hero."
"You can regard me as a hero. It would be better if you send women here. In the eyes of unpopular men, people like me who have given birth to thousands of children with hundreds of women are indeed heroes.
.It’s impossible to lift me to that height!”
"Don't brag about the bullshit that will be exposed in three seconds. If you have time to make up so many lies, you might as well continue working for me." The man's tone was a little impatient. He was already in a very irritable mood today. How could he have the time to talk to him?
This noisy heroic spirit talks well.
"Ah? You still want me to continue working? Are you an evil capitalist? Please think about me a little bit! Listen, I don't have any great wishes that I want to find the Holy Grail to fulfill. At most, it's food and beautiful women.
Rather than wishing, I want to see what kind of drama the people participating in this war will put on and what kind of ending they will have. That’s all I want to see! But you keep asking me to do this and that. Let me tell you, again
If this continues, I will go crazy before I see the ending!"
"Hey..." After hearing the servant venting his grievances passionately, the Master sighed and coaxed: "I will provide you with delicious food and beautiful women, so hurry up and continue the 'sublimation' work.
.”
"What a boring guy. I haven't talked about you yet! Don't forget that it was you who called me out and forced me to do work outside my professional field. Besides, if you want to make counterfeit products, you are not
Is there anyone more suitable? I checked on the Internet yesterday, and the guy named Emil de Hory (Note: Hungarian fake painter) is very good! I also heard that some people can use all kinds of powerful tools.
Magic, unlimited fakes!”
"A mere counterfeit is meaningless. If it is not a weapon that surpasses the original, it will not be able to fight against the treasury of the King of Heroes."
"Hmph! Are you praising my processing ability? I'm so happy that I'm about to burst into tears! Go to hell! Ahhhhh, if I had known it would be like this, I shouldn't have joked during the plagiarism scandal.
I said, 'My work is more interesting than the original work?' Who would have thought that more than a hundred years later, I would be dragged up while sleeping with Cleopatra and Yang Guifei in my arms, and be used like a servant.
!Stop joking, I won’t believe your nonsense!”
The servants were full of complaints, but they were still full of obvious lies.
The Master controlled his emotions and said to him: "Don't get me wrong, the reason why I chose you is not because of that anecdote that is difficult to tell whether it is true or not, but because I think you can create a legend that is higher than the legend. No matter it is
No matter what kind of legend is written, you can cover it and turn it into fact. I just believe that you have such ability."
"Hmph! Even if I hear a man's compliment, I won't be happy. Why don't you write the lines you just said into a script and let your wife read it to me. Of course, it has to be in front of me! Ah, I'll give you the script
My wife brought it to me for a look first. Compared with legends, I am better at modifying crude dramas——"
The man quietly put down the phone without listening to the other party's words.
The eloquent words suddenly stopped. The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and there was silence everywhere.
The owner of the room seemed not to have answered the phone call just now, and analyzed the depths of the dark room with a nonchalant expression: "King of Heroes Gilgamesh...I heard that among his treasures are the Nameless Sword and the Infinite Treasure House.
It’s the toughest thing.”
The man stood up and walked slowly back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.
"If that's the case, we can only win with quantity. Before he draws his sword, we must use all means to expose his flaws and commit murder openly."
Every time he took a step, the man would exude a strange sense of oppression. Facing the darkness in the room, a look of anxiety appeared on the man's face.
"However, it is impossible to win simply by being superior in numbers. Heroic spirits are not afraid of physical attacks in the first place, not to mention that they can defeat top-notch athletes with an overwhelming advantage by relying on strength alone. Ah, except for the warlocks I summoned, maybe
I can beat that guy...forget it, it's not important."
He turned his eyes away, as if reflecting on what he had said, and then regained his composure and continued walking.
"But on the other hand, what if we can control the Noble Phantasm with human bodies?"
The "Noble Phantasm" in the Holy Grail War refers to the ace weapon that each hero possesses, which can be called a magical skill. Just like the Amanosugaun Sword (Kusanagi Sword) in the legend of Japanese martial arts, the Noble Phantasm is not only a symbol of the heroes, but also a symbol of the heroes.
It is also an item that maximizes their abilities.
Of course, these Noble Phantasms will not be displayed in weapon shops or antique shops, but will appear with the appearance of the Servants. It can be said that summoning a Servant is equivalent to "summoning Noble Phantasms".
In other words, the Noble Phantasm can even influence the direction of the war.
"In addition, our weapons all have power beyond the original Noble Phantasm?"
The man walked into the depths of darkness and stopped in front of the wall——
He stretched out his right hand with the command spell engraved on it and pressed the light switch.
The room suddenly became brighter.
This scene appeared in front of me——
In the spacious room, people in black uniforms were neatly lined up on both sides.
Of course, the black uniforms mentioned here do not refer to the uniforms in Japanese specialty film and television works, but to the serious police uniforms.
These people have very distinctive equipment hanging on their waists, and it can be said that the entire group is a symbol of power.
This is a police force of about thirty men and women.
They wore solemn uniforms, and each held different types of equipment in their hands.
This is such a weird scene, because the equipment worn by these police officers is not modern high-tech weapons.
The uniformed policemen held swords, bows, shields, guns, chains, sickles, sticks and other weapons with solemn expressions. Only handcuffs and pistols, which symbolized the technology of the times, were worn around their waists, as if these two things were just foils.
This is no longer a question of suitability, it's simply ridiculous.
There were even people carrying weapons similar to golden matchlocks, as if these policemen were about to participate in a performance of a TV series.
However, as long as any magician with some sensitivity sees this scene, let alone laughing, he will probably faint.
Because the weapons in the hands of these police officers all oozed the power of a mixture of magic and heroism, as if they were eroding the air that filled the room.
This is a treasure.
Humans wear Noble Phantasms.
Although these treasures are all fakes.
But the power exceeds the legend.
"'Clan Calatin'."
"This is the name of the warrior in Celtic mythology who once dueled with Cu Chulainn. From today on, it will be your operation codename."
Snowfield's police chief looked left and right at this extremely unusual team with satisfaction, spread his arms and announced loudly: "Although this may sound light, I assure you as a police chief that with magic
The name of the teacher promises you——"
"You are righteous."
After hearing this, all the police officers stood at attention and saluted the police chief with uniform movements. In their eyes, this boss was not only their master, but also a magician like a teacher.
For the actions of the police, anyone with a keen eye can understand at a glance that they are definitely not ordinary police officers. In addition to receiving necessary police training, they have also mastered other special abilities.
Police agencies have spread a physical "net" in every corner of the city.
They only need to rely on their servants for one thing, and that is to have the servants cooperate with the magicians as pawns to "make the Noble Phantasm."
In other words, they chose to defeat the Heroic Spirits with human hands, fundamentally shaking the Holy Grail War.
So, what kind of ending is waiting for them?
The man who was summoned as a sorcerer has not yet finished writing this story.
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After the police left, a very lovely applause suddenly sounded in the room.
The police chief didn't even look at the direction from which the sound came, and asked impatiently in a low voice: "What are you doing here?"
His voice had a force that could almost crush the soul of a small animal, and his disgust was clearly revealed.
Hearing this, the person applauding quietly poked his head out from the darkness of the room: "Oh, why is your reaction so cold? Can't you come if you have nothing to do?"
The speaker was a girl who looked to be fifteen years old.
She was wearing a gothic Lolita dress based on black and white. She was obviously indoors, but she was holding an overly decorated umbrella.
"At least this is not a place where outsiders should enter." The man said in a serious tone.
"Oh? You actually call me 'outsider' now. You really stand out, you're new here." The girl waved her umbrella back and forth and giggled. Although her tone sounded like she was having a bad temper, she didn't seem to be unhappy, "But by the way
Come back, the speech you just gave was so wonderful. How do you say it? It seems like 'you are the justice'? It is simply textbook-level acting! If I were a judge of the Golden Raspberry Awards, I would definitely put it in the Best Actor category without hesitation.
The actor award goes to you!”
"That wasn't a show, I told the truth." The man said calmly, as if he was stating a fact.
"Huh? Do you really think you represent justice? It's obviously you who set up this huge scam." The girl's expression was slightly confused.
"That's right." The man didn't care.
Hearing the director's decisive answer, the girl burst out laughing: "Awesome! You are so thick-skinned, so admirable! You don't like this country, right? If you really like it, how could you take this kind of thing seriously?
Be righteous!"
"As you said, I may not be a patriot, nor a devout worshiper of God. The reason why I took such actions is because I believe in what I believe in and I am proud of it." The man's belief does not seem to be.
Be shaken by anything.
His words are not so much talking to the girl as he is persuading himself.
"However, our justice is not the same as the justice of the Holy Grail. Once the situation changes, we will not only have to deal with the association and the church, but also the Holy Grail War system."
"Yes, yes, yes~" the girl waved her hands nonchalantly, as if laughing at his words, which were composed of strong determination, "It doesn't matter, there will be no mediator (Ruler) in this Holy Grail War."
This is the characteristic that men refer to as ‘circumstances have changed’.
Once an imbalance occurs in the Holy Grail War, a heroic spirit of the class "Mediator" will appear, and he will be given the absolute power to crush other heroic spirits to correct the war.
This was originally a false Holy Grail War, and there was no so-called balance at all, so it was reasonable for men to worry about such a thing happening.
But the girl seemed to know everything.
It directly dispelled his unnecessary worries.
"What?" The man seemed a little confused by such firm words.
However, the girl did not give any explanation, but the smile on her face suddenly changed: "To be precise...even if the mediator appears after the Holy Grail War turns from fake to real, it will already be too late."
Although her smile was still as innocent as before, it was tainted with a cruel look. At this time, she was like a child stepping on ants in rhythm.
Innocent, yet cruel.
"The Holy Grail War in Snowfield will sublimate from falsehood to reality and go off track. In this way, the mediator will be unable to stop it or even intervene. At that time, we can humiliate the Holy Grail War to our heart's content!" The girl said ecstatically.
Breathing out puffs of white air, he continued proudly: "Don't you think this is great? You can once again humiliate that saintly girl and turn her into soot that is not even worthy of being used as pig feed! Ah! I am so happy!
So exciting! Is she really not coming? Can't she come for me? Mediator! I failed to frustrate her first, but this time she is not a hero who completed her mission, but failed in her duty.
Holy Grail Mediator. If she dies in this capacity, she will definitely die with her eyes open!"
At this point, her smile suddenly returned to its original state and her mood became calmer.
The man on the side just looked at her silently, as if, no... indeed he was looking at a 'crazy woman' in his eyes, without any attempt to conceal his disgust for this girl.
The girl didn't care at all about this kind of gaze. She seemed to have been used to the man's gaze for a long time.
And the same goes for men.
They just have a relationship of mutual use and do not have any feelings. Therefore, they can be undisguised and not care about each other.
No one knows the purpose of their cooperation. The only thing that is clear is that the final result is destined not to be good.