In a remote hut in the old city of Melisis, a magician was waiting anxiously.
This person's name is Darron, one of the participating Masters in this Holy Grail War.
Dalong looks to be between 45 and 50 years old. He is 1.82 meters tall and has a well-proportioned figure. His face under his messy short gray hair has wrinkles of time, a black tattoo under each eye, and fresh bite marks on his lips.
and old scars. He was wearing loose sportswear and a large dark matte cloak. He wore two gold rings on his index finger and ring finger. You can see obvious burnt marks on the index finger and middle finger.
At this time, Dalon kept wandering around the dimly lit cabin, chewing gum at varying speeds, and from time to time he touched the pocket with the cigarette case on his chest but stopped. When he was anxious to a certain level, he would subconsciously
He bit his lower lip hard, which was obviously where the bites and scars came from.
On the table in the corner of the hut, there was a jar of black gelatinous substance with the lid opened, exuding a faint odor.
Just when he was getting more and more restless, a golden light shone brightly in the room, and the figure of LANCER Karna appeared in front of Dalon.
"How's it going? You're not being followed, are you? Have you found Minal Tremberio?"
Seeing Karna return, Daron finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Karna shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, I confirmed that no one was following me when I came back. This time I only had a brief fight with RIDER and ASSASSIN, and I didn't find any other servants or masters."
"That ASSASSIN and RIDER absolutely cannot be Minar's servants. Since she is confident in setting traps to ambush others, she must have a powerful enough trump card."
Daron covered his face with his hands, sat down on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh... Minal Tremberio has indeed inherited her father's cunning. I wanted you to directly kill everyone in this war.
The biggest threat to us, I didn’t expect that she would be cunning enough to use other servants as bait to obtain our information, so this time we will suffer a big loss.”
"Sorry, I revealed my real name during the battle and made you passive." Karna apologized.
Daron waved his hand: "As long as you take action in battle, with that golden armor and the power at the top of the heroic spirit, it is impossible to hide your identity. It was my strategic negligence, and I should apologize to you. Sorry, LANCER
.”
With that said, he stood up and walked to the table, stretched out his index finger to dig out a small piece of black gelatinous substance in the suspicious jar and put it into his mouth. He frowned severely at the taste, and Dalon's face looked better.
:
"Just using [Magic Release·Fire] caused me to lose a lot of magic power. It's really difficult for a half-time magician like me to cooperate with a powerful heroic spirit like you."
Karna suggested: "Next time I will try to use only spear skills and contact combat to defeat the enemy."
"That would create risks out of thin air. Don't pay attention to me. Whenever you encounter a powerful enemy, just rely on your own judgment to use the Noble Phantasm. I have prepared this thing for this Holy Grail War."
Dalon bent his index finger and tapped the side of the jar:
"A powerful curse excavated from the spiritual tomb of Albion - [Black Beast Fat]."
Karna looked at the jar of black gelatinous substance with sharp eyes: "I can feel that if you take too much of this 'potion' transformed by the curse body, it will cause irreversible consequences to your body."
Daron smiled silently, and then sat back on the chair. You could see a red command spell in the shape of a gun blade on the inside of his wrist.
By consuming black animal fat, the magic power in Dalon's body began to slowly replenish, and it took him a long time to speak:
"LANCER, I don't have abundant magic power like those talented magicians. I'm just a third-rate magician. My wife and daughter died because of my stupidity a long time ago. In order to take a chance on the illusory magic.
In the future, I will be registered as a digger in the mining department of the ruling city Magis Fair, and I have been living under the tomb of Albion without seeing the light of day for thirteen years. How many years can a person have in his life?
Thirteen years? The Holy Grail War is the closest opportunity I have to my dream in this life, and I want to seize this opportunity!"
The palms covered with calluses and wrinkles were clenched tightly together, and the joints were white.
Karna said calmly:
"I'm not interested in the Holy Grail. But if you want it, that's another matter. As long as you want it, MASTER, I will definitely give you the results."
Daron smiled: "I have never had the slightest doubt about you. I'm lucky that I can fight alongside you in this Holy Grail War, LANCER."
Karna's face still had that gloomy look, and he turned his attention to the jar of black animal fat: "Where did you get this thing? Even for a magician, this kind of thing is very strange.
It must be a rare existence.”
"As a magic material, black animal fat is undoubtedly the highest level. The [Black Oblivion Paste] refined from black animal fat can quickly and massively replenish magic power in a short period of time."
Daron picked up the jar from the table, handed it to Karna, and said unhurriedly:
"Albion is a huge underground labyrinth that spreads under the Clock Tower. It can also be said to be the Clock Hole relative to the Clock Tower. There are a large number of cursed bodies that are almost impossible to find on the ground, such as
Dragon scales and teeth, Hydra larvae corpses, etc. Even in this 'new era', as long as you obtain a large number of precious curses, you may become famous.
The exploration of the tomb of Albion has lasted for more than a thousand years since the establishment of the Clock Tower. This underground exploration, which has gained a lot but also suffered a lot, has been out of the control of the Lords at some point.
[Secret Anatomy Bureau] Management. The time and space inside the spiritual tomb are ambiguous, and the environment is constantly changing. The atmosphere is full of magic, and many dangerous fantasy species live. In order to prevent smuggling, the Secret Anatomy Bureau strictly controls
In and out, except for those with special permission and staff within the organization, it is difficult for others to get out once they enter, unless their term ends or their term is reduced with money.
Naturally, a pauper like me has no money to reduce my tenure. Just surviving underground in Albion has already consumed all my resources and energy. I thought that I would spend my whole life like this, and I might even die there.
Spirit Tomb Albion Underground. Unexpectedly, during an accidental mining operation on the 33rd floor underground half a year ago, I found a rare grade 2A black beast corpse. From this corpse, I extracted a large amount of [Black Beast Fat]
】, this is the ultra-high-level magic material that many magicians have dreamed of! My opportunity has finally come.
But unfortunately, other "colleagues" discovered my secret and secretly formed an alliance. Once they killed me, they could share the black animal fat equally. While they continued to pursue me, I escaped all the way down to the spiritual level.
Odvena, the venous corridor on the 49th floor underground of Tomb Albion. Just when I was about to be overtaken by the pursuers, a [Crack] (Portal) unexpectedly opened in front of me.
Normally, there are four portals in and out of the tomb in London, one is underground in the Clock Tower, one is underground in the Anatomy Bureau, and the remaining two are currently unknown. However, due to the instability of the coordinates of the tomb, in the extreme
Occasionally, fleeting cracks may appear randomly in the ground.
I seized the opportunity and jumped into the crack, which only existed for a few seconds and then dissipated. Then, I found myself standing in front of the St. George the Martyr Church in London.
Tomb Albion came out, and the [Secret Anatomy Bureau] didn't know about it. After a short period of repair, I used my previous contacts to sell a small amount of black animal fat on the black market, in exchange for refining 'Black Annihilation'
The secret recipe of the ointment and the holy relics of three powerful heroic spirits. After the final decision, I chose the fragments of the chariot as a catalyst and officially participated in this Holy Grail War.
Do you know what the Clock Tower calls people like us who have unearthed the cursed body and returned to the surface again?
Survivor.
LANCER, I only participated in the Holy Grail War for one goal. That is to make a wish to the almighty Holy Grail and reunite with my wife and daughter. This is the last and best opportunity that mediocre me can seize. Please help.
Let me fulfill my wish!"
Handing the jar in his hand back to Daron, Karna showed a rare smile: