Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

The dark knight, hero, and vigilante of Fuyuki City.

Roland, who only found out today that he has such a title, feels very strange, and feels awkward about being crazily praised by others for a very common feature.

Judging from the results, the security of Fuyuki City has indeed improved a lot because of Roland's existence, but the process and the cause are not at all called heroes.

Roland is a person who acts according to taste. When getting along with normal ordinary people, his attitude is closer to indifference. He will not attack ordinary people, because too ordinary reactions will not bring him pleasure. , unlike Ryunosuke Yusheng, simply dying and killing Roland is not interesting.

He went to attack those bad people, not so much for venting, but as simply observing the fun of the other party facing death.

Talent is the key point, talented people, ideal people, evil people, kind people, their reactions to different events are Roland's fun.

He was looking forward to Ryunosuke Yusheng very much. This man is a villain by nature. From the beginning to the end, he acts around a goal and pursues the essence of death. The only thing that Roland criticized was that the other party's vision was too wide. Too narrow, limited to his own death is enough.

But after seeing Ryunosuke Yusheng's masterpiece in person, Roland changed his mind.

To put it simply, the aesthetics don't match. Ryunosuke Yusheng's so-called art has no aesthetics at all, it's just pure garbage, and even wants to come to disgusting people, so Roland had no choice but to get rid of him.

"How can this simple accumulation of corpses be called a masterpiece? You are simply insulting my aesthetics."

Roland glanced at the pile of corpses indifferently, "I thought you would create a more artistic one. Since he is an angel, wouldn't it be more ironic to crucify him?"

"No matter how much meat there is, it's still meat. How is it different from the bones in the wormhole? At least the layout of the wormhole is between disgusting and gloomy. You are simply disgusting."

"Ryunosuke Yusheng, if this is your gift, then it means that our aesthetics are completely different. Don't show this kind of garbage to disgust people. How about staying in the trash can obediently with your stupid aesthetics?"

When Ryunosuke Yusheng heard that his art was insulted in this way, even though he was seriously injured and dying, he wanted to use an angry roar to express his contempt for this barbarian who did not understand art, but his brain and The body does not act, because,

——This is so beautiful.

The blood flowing from his own abdomen, the internal organs, the kind of death that is within reach, is so beautiful, better than anything he has seen before.

Ryunosuke Yusheng held the wound on his abdomen with both hands, with a pure but extremely wild smile on his face.

"It turns out that the death I've been looking for is in my own body."

Roland's voice was still echoing around. He didn't hate Ryunosuke Yusheng, but he just couldn't get along, so he was still willing to give the other party a chance.

"I didn't kill you. You still have a little time to struggle. If you have the idea of ​​pursuing beyond your own death and making it more interesting during this process, I will give you another chance."

"However," seeing Ryunosuke Yusheng's fascinated and absent-minded look, Roland shook his head, "I'm afraid you didn't listen at all."

"It's so beautiful... No, it can't just end like this, I haven't seen enough, let me watch some more..."

Yusheng Ryunosuke struggled to get up, because of the violent movement, the wound on his body was getting bigger and bigger, and the movement became weaker and weaker, but getting closer, the cold feeling of death still made him Persevered and walked towards the nearest exit.

You must appreciate it a little more. Will this posture be cooler in the sun?

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"Master,

Why are we going to the sewers? I am a king anyway. Even when I was young, I wanted to climb high places. "

Hearing the complaining words of the eye-catching beautiful boy beside him, most women would hold him in their arms to comfort him heartbroken, but Wei Bo only felt a chill.

"Idiot!" He mercilessly stretched out two fingers and flicked Alexander's head, ignoring the pain of the other party, and said seriously: "Listen well, it is because you are the king that you want to accommodate everyone." Thoughts, lead them forward, whether it is reptiles in the ground or eagles in the sky, being able to lead them together is the means that a good king should have. Your arrogant thoughts cannot be conquered!"

"Oh," Alexander's eyes flashed brightly, and he looked at Weber with some admiration, "It's really a warning motto, please teach me more, teacher!"

"Hmph," now, Weber is no stranger to the title of teacher. He can get along with troubled children like Roland. This young Alexander, who is clamoring all day to start conquering, is much easier to handle. After saying "I would rather you be my teacher than a courtier", Wei Bo naturally took the initiative.

"Of course, even Roland is full of praise for my teaching ability!"

"Who is that Roland..."

"Roland is... don't interrupt!"

Almost being led astray, Weber yelled angrily. Seeing the legendary King of Conquerors shutting up like a quail in front of him, even knowing that this was just the other party's childhood, Weber still felt a sense of pride in his heart. .

"Although today is just to explore the sewers, not fight, but this is an important first step. Any conquest cannot be a castle in the air. A little bit of foundation piled up will gather into a huge force. Always win."

"Have you seen the map, because there is a big river in the middle of Fuyuki City, and the sewers extend in all directions. If we can place familiars and clues in it, we can judge the movements and directions of other masters and heroic spirits in subsequent battles. As a result, I have formulated a favorable strategy, and with your assistance as a follower, I dare to do this work with peace of mind."

Alexander clenched his fists and said solemnly: "I know! This is indeed a necessary and reliable strategy. As expected of a teacher, it is really reliable. Bet on the name of the king, I will definitely protect you!"

"Uh," Weber turned his head and lifted the lid of the sewer, "Compared with this kind of guarantee, wouldn't it be more reassuring for you to directly transform into a spirit body to check the surroundings? Forget it, I'll go down first, you Remember to make more use of these stairs when you come down, and keep the noise down, we are here to investigate."

Weber glanced at the gloomy sewer, held the ladder tightly, and climbed down little by little. The deeper he went, the darker the surrounding environment became.

Just when he was about to hit the bottom, a sticky hand with a fishy smell grabbed his ankle, accompanied by an idiot-like tone of voice.

"It's so beautiful, I'm sorry, please let me go up...as long as I can get to that place..."

Before the person could finish speaking, the nervous Weber immediately threw out the talisman he had prepared a long time ago, illuminating everything around him with a dazzling flash. When he looked at the figure surrounded by the smell of blood, he gritted his teeth and used Tremolo calls out to his servant.

"Rider!"

"Leave it to me! Master!" Alexander jumped down from above, and with the b-level agility bursting out with all his strength, the attacker couldn't even make a second move, so he kicked him in the face.

Accompanied by the strong wind and heavy kick, came Alexander's cheerful voice.

"Sorry, this place is full!"

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!)