Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 848 Lorelia's Suspicion

The ones who responded most strangely were Dr. Hatteres and Shadow Warrior.

Dr. Hatteres is the master, and Kagemushi is the servant, and both of them have the privileges bestowed by the Holy Grail.In the eyes of others, it is nothing more than that Shen Er is too strong to be human, possessing a mystery beyond magic, but in their eyes, it is another scene.

"That's... a treasure?"

Hateres could clearly feel the Reishi wrapped around Shinji, which is the most basic element of a Servant's body.

"It is indeed a Noble Phantasm, probably higher than my 'Hecatic Wheel'."

The shadow warrior's voice was not loud, and he seemed a little out of breath.Even so, it was heard by Lorelia, who was the closest and guarded against death, Her Majesty's complexion suddenly changed, and her tone became hasty.

"Noble Phantasm... Are you sure?"

The moment she spoke, she thought of a lot.

Why is it that in the Far East, known as the Magic Desert, a little-known family would give birth to a genius who is not inferior to himself.

Why does he hold so many secret treasures and run around the world with them?You must know that even the oldest Barthemero family usually locks secret treasures in the deepest part of the family's treasury, and only uses them when necessary.

Why, he can come up with the lost rune system?
Once, she thought that his teacher, the queen of the land of shadows who lived from the age of gods to modern times, could explain all this.

But now, she discovered a new question - the matter of Queen Scathach's disciple itself is very strange.Since the end of the age of gods and the beginning of the age of elves, it has never been heard that the queen has accepted disciples again.

I thought it was because the Barthemero family didn't get the information, but compared with the theory that Shinji was a descendant of a heroic spirit from the gods, the latter is obviously more likely.

"I'm a follower, so I can't read it wrong."

Shadow Warrior's voice was still very soft, but its weight was as unshakable as her warrior soul.

The Noble Phantasm is the sublimation of the legend of the heroic spirits, and it is a part of the servant. Anyone may not know the Noble Phantasm, but the servant does not.

"That boy is also a follower?"

Hateres looked at Shen Er, with a slightly different meaning in his eyes.

"No, his body is undoubtedly a human being. Although there are mysteries that do not belong to modern times, it is undoubtedly a human being—what the hell...is it the Holy Grail? Although it is not a universal wishing machine, since it is called the Holy Grail, it should also have The ability to realize wishes on a certain scale, it is not impossible to give followers a second life."

"Wrong, Shinji is not a follower."

Airquite spoke suddenly, with a sense of course in his tone.

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Hartress asked.

"No, no, no reason."

"That's hard to believe."

"Why should I convince other people? Wouldn't it be good for me to believe him?"

It is still a natural answer, just like the laws of nature, but human beings cannot accept it without a reasonable reason, even the laws of nature are no exception, so Hatteres obviously does not believe it.

Here it is, someone else joins the discussion, it's Weber.

"Let me tell you why."

"Appreciate further details."

"There are detailed records of his growth history, from childhood to adulthood, from Japan to England."

"CVs can be forged, and Barthomello has the best say on this point."

Lorelia didn't say a word, which was her tacit consent.

"Experience can be faked, so what about my personal experience? I met him ten years ago, when he was only seven years old. Although I don't meet many times a year, I can see his growth every time—strength Physically, spiritually. He has paid a lot to get to where he is today step by step. Everyone who is familiar with him can see this, and you wouldn’t say it was faked, would you?”

"This..." Hateres was speechless.

"It really cannot be faked." Lorelia sighed, feeling a sense of guilt welling up in her heart.

Yes, Weber knew him earlier, but he didn't know him too late.Moreover, he has been working for himself in the past few years, and he has spent more time in the law and politics department than in the modern magic department.

Recalling that meeting in the underground workshop, at that time she was only an alternate heir of the family, and did not have an inheritance engraving. Although he had made a disguise, his speech and fighting still showed a lot of jerky, far less mature than now.

In the past five years, I have grown a lot, so why not him?

As a companion who grew up with him, I should know this best, but, however, I doubt him.

Heroic spirits, or heroes, must have gone through all kinds of hardships, and their mind, skills, and body have reached a considerable height. Such an existence may still have room to grow after obtaining a second life, but it is impossible to reproduce the original state again. Starting from scratch, the process of creating something from nothing.

And Shen Er, like all boys and girls, has such a gradual process of change, which is more powerful evidence than any theory or doubt.

Leaving aside the seemingly silly True Ancestor, what would the other girls around him think?Do you doubt him like yourself?
Thinking of this, Lorelia's heart suddenly became panicked—what happened to me?
On the other side, Hatteres accepted Weber's statement, but he discovered a new problem.

"How do human beings possess the mystery of Noble Phantasms that are exclusive to servants? Even if they are ordered with command spells, this is impossible."

"Master can give it a try." Shadow Warrior said with a blank expression.

"Forget it, you can't waste a command spell on such illusory things. If you use it, the relationship between us will be very dangerous. Moreover, I always feel that there are other secrets hidden in this young man, maybe Can you shock the entire Magic Association?"

In the last sentence, Hateres raised his voice intentionally or unintentionally, so that everyone on the train could hear him clearly, and along with his voice, he also scatter a seed called greed.

"Oh, what will it be? Next, what surprises will there be? I'm really looking forward to it."

The red-haired man who is as deceptive as a devil still maintains a soft smile, his eyes are fixed on the highest point of the steel forest, on the high platform built by rafter piles.

There, a young man with a bare upper body was holding his right shoulder with his left hand, his right hand was stretched forward, his five fingers were spread out, and he was chanting words.

"I am the bone of my Nail."

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood. (Blood is like steel, heart is like glass.)"

"I have created over a thousand blades. (The pile has reached more than a thousand.)"

"Unknown to Death.Nor known to Life. (Unknown to Death, Unknown to Life.)"

"Have withstood pain to impale many enemies. (Have suffered pain to impale many enemies.)"

"Yet, those hands will never hold anything. (But those hands will never hold anything.)"

"So as I pray, Unlimited Nail Works. (So as I wish, Unlimited Nail Works.)"

(End of this chapter)