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The lanterns are on and night falls.

At this time, the city night should be full of hustle and bustle.

But for a remote city like Fuyuki City, it is very quiet.

However, the sewer was just the opposite, very lively.

In the pipes extending in all directions, there were not only mice and cockroaches wandering around, but also faint screams.

"ah--!!!"

It was a childish scream, and it was very painful, mixed with a faint roar of anger.

"Damn, damn, damn! Not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough at all!"

"This level alone is totally not enough!"

Deep in the sewer, there is a foul smell mixed with a strong smell of blood. The dark red blood dripping from the headless corpse hanging from the cross torture instrument repaints the ground, and slowly flows away with the wastewater.

A man wearing a large robe was frantically tearing his hair and cheeks in the dim candlelight, even though his hands had just crushed the heads of several children.

Perhaps only the permeating smell of blood could give his crazy heart some comfort.

It stands to reason that this is the case.

But today, his mood has not eased at all, but is even more crazy.

"Unexpectedly, I have prepared such a perfect sacrifice, but Joan of Arc still turns a blind eye to me..."

"Damn God, you are still bound to Joan of Arc's soul and refuse to let go! It seems that the blasphemous sacrifice is not enough, not enough, not enough!"

"I need a more perfect and superior sacrifice!"

The servant wearing a large robe, Caster's eyes can no longer see any light of reason.

The blood-stained crystal ball placed in front of her always reflected the figure of a blond girl wearing silver armor and blue lining, Saber.

Whenever he saw that figure, Caster would show an expression of intoxication.

And not far from caster, there was a man's figure.

He carefully observed the headless corpse on the cross, as if looking at the most magnificent treasure in the world.

On the back of his hand, there was a red tattoo of three snakes intertwined.

Similarly, he is also a master named Yu Sheng Ryunosuke. His hobby is killing people, especially children and women.

Paired with Caster, who is known as Gilles de Rais, the legendary "Blue Beard", it can be said to be the most compatible combination in this Holy Grail War.

"Ah!!! No, this won't work! We must collect more sacrifices to blaspheme!"

Caster yelled like crazy again.

"I must let her know that the so-called gods in this world are just false myths! Saving the world and so on are all deceptive empty words, and the prayers of the Silent Lambs will never reach heaven!!!"

"Hey, that means...does it have to be better than what it is now in terms of quality and quantity?"

Ryuunosuke Ubu couldn't help but hesitated: "Master Qingsu, although your idea is very good, collecting children is very troublesome."

These days, he has been collecting children's art, and it has been a long time since he made those arts with his own hands.

He missed the screams of children, the warm feeling of his intestines, and the sticky and greasy feel.

"Oh, Ryunosuke, I'm sorry I forgot how you felt."

When he heard his master grumbling, Caster showed no airs and instead apologized.

"Ah, there's no need to apologize, Mr. Qingxu, I'm just..."

"It's okay, I understand you."

Caster grabbed Ryunosuke's hands with tears in his eyes and said affectionately: "This is for our art, the supreme art, blaspheming the gods and pulling them off the altar. What can be more artistic than this? ?”

"....Master, can we really pull the gods off the altar?"

Ryunosuke Ubu seemed to see the future, and his eyes gradually glowed.

"Ah, that's right, Ryunosuke, so we have to prepare more sacrifices to hold a grander and more unparalleled ceremony to blaspheme the damn gods!"

Caster also seemed to see the future, an angelic smile gradually appeared on his twisted face, and he tightly grasped the human skin book in his arms.

"I believe that it is definitely the most grand festival..."

"Ah, for that festival, I will definitely help you complete it, Master Qingsu!"

The two hugged each other with tears streaming down their cheeks, completely ignoring the shivering children in the cage next to them.

In the eyes of those children, these two people were basically the same as demons.

However, in the deeper darkness, which seemed to be unbreakable, a pair of scarlet eyes that could see through the soul slowly emerged.

"Well...even though the filth in the soul is a little heavy, it's just enough to be used...and those children."

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"Please enjoy, Lord Su Feng."

Serolina brought a cup of steaming black tea and placed it in front of him.

"Thank you... Well, not bad, it smells good."

Su Feng took a sip of tea, and all the fatigue accumulated throughout the day was instantly wiped away.

Ever since she learned that going out might bring him trouble, Serolina stayed at Kenneth's mansion obediently and began to learn some other skills. She began to vaguely transform into a maid?

And opposite him.

Irisviel was sitting there, holding her hands between her thighs covered in black silk velvet and slowly rubbing them, looking a little restrained.

"Relax, don't be so nervous, I don't eat people."

Su Feng put down the cup and said slowly and calmly: "If you haven't decided how to speak yet, then let me tell you first. How have you been in this house these days?"

Just like the male host here, he asked questions as if he were talking about common matters.

To be exact, he is indeed the male host here now.

It's not that Kenneth gave him the house, but that during this Holy Grail War, everything was dominated by him and Kaguya.

Even though his fiancée Sora had many complaints and complaints, Director Ken still chose to lie down.

Although Kenneth was very confident in his servant, two monsters appeared in this Holy Grail War.

One is Su Feng, who can adapt to all classes and whose attributes are completely beyond the specifications. The other is the thigh that he wants to hold in the first place, and he can throw the Noble Phantasm out as if it is free.

This is a hammer.

Give up, give up decisively!

Why are you struggling? Wouldn't it be better to lie flat and be carried away?

As for why Irisviel is sitting across from him now, it's because when he came back from outside, this woman came to him.

She said she wanted to say something to him, but until now she had not said a single word.

But when he asked her this question, Ai Li recalled the time she had spent in the past few days, and her tense spirit seemed to relax a bit.

"Thank you for your concern... I have been very good these past few days. Ms. Serian and everyone did not make things difficult for me."

"That's fine, as long as you have a good time."

If the normal plot develops, Irisviel will not survive for a few days.

Irisviel herself knows this very well.

Half of the seven-day Holy Grail War has passed, but now there is only one dead servant.

I'm afraid there will be an even more fierce fight among the Servants next, and by then, the Little Holy Grail may turn into the Great Holy Grail in an instant...

Thinking of this, Irisviel took over.

"that...."

"Call me Su Feng, or berserker, it doesn't matter. Just do as the Romans do."

This man is actually a berserker?

It seems to be very different from the crazy-level servant I imagined...

Irisviel's slightly innocent face showed some confusion, but she didn't think too much and called him by name.

"Mr. Su Feng, when can you let me go back? You should know by now that I am not the master, and I have no role for you... If you can, please let me go back. I think Stay with Kiritsugu..."

"ha."

Su Feng suddenly laughed, which startled Ai Li.

"Sorry, I just wanted something fun."

Su Feng waved his hand and said: "However, let's not talk about your last outrageous request. Even the previous ones...isn't Miss Irisviel looking down on herself a little too much?"

"Whether it's Emiya Kiritsugu's wife or someone with a name like the Little Holy Grail, the temptation is very great for me...especially the former."

Su Feng confessed XP's behavior, but it frightened Irisviel. She quickly moved her body, leaned on the back of the chair, folded her hands on her chest, and said nervously: "You, what do you want to do? I... I have been married before, and I already have children..."

I didn’t expect that this nine-year-old lady actually knew a lot.

However, the dual attributes of wife and mother are more exciting.

Su Feng wanted to say this, but he did not continue to scare Irisviel.

"Come on, Madam, you have the right to lie to others and yourself. Emiya Kiritsugu had a lot of fun with his good apprentice Kuu Maiya. This is something everyone knows."

"As for the mother...forget it, the more you talk, the more confusing it becomes. I just want to ask you, if there is an opportunity for you to live like a real human being, not as a Holy Grail container, would you be willing to accept it?"

"Ah...this..."

Irisviel opened her red lips slightly and wanted to ask "Is this true?", but thinking of the mission of the Einzbern family, she swallowed it and shook her head with a slightly dark look.

"No, I don't want to. You should know that I am an artificial human created by the Einzbern family. I was born for only one purpose -"

He naturally knew that the purpose mentioned by Ai Li was nothing more than to complete the third method.

So he interrupted: "Don't you want to miss your daughter Ilia?"

"Ilia..."

At the mention of this name, Irisviel's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, Illya, Ms. Irisviel, are you really willing to give up your lovely daughter to fulfill that bullshit wish?

And did you know that the Great Holy Grail at this time has been contaminated by the eighth-level Avenger Angora Mainyu in the Third Holy Grail War, so even if Emiya Kiritsugu can really win the Holy Grail War, you Ainzibei The Lun family's long-cherished wish still cannot be fulfilled. "

"And next time, it will be your daughter who becomes the container of the Holy Grail."

The more Irisviel listened, the more shocked she became.

At first it was because of Illya, and then it was because -

The Holy Grail was contaminated? !

Neither she nor Kiritsugu knew this at all.

However, there was one thing that interested Su Feng.

It was the relationship between Illya and Aili.

If I guessed correctly, Aili should be nine years old this year, and Illya should be eight years old now, which means that the two people who are as old as sisters are actually mother and daughter.

Artificial people, isn't it amazing?

"My suggestion is that you think about it carefully first, and you don't have to give me an answer now. Besides, there are guests coming, so I can't continue to chat with you for the time being."

Su Feng's eyes were already cast out of the window, and he saw a bullock cart rushing towards this side quickly.

"Ola La La La La!"

Such a strange and loud roar came from the sky.

Accompanied by lightning and thunder, it stopped steadily in front of Kenneth's mansion.

It just so happened that Su Feng and Diarmuid pushed open the door and came out.

"Your driving skills are good."

Su Feng casually praised Iskandar's drifting skills, but Diarmuid had already picked up his two guns and pointed them at the red-haired man on the ox cart.

"Rider, you came here on purpose, are you ready to fight?!"