I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"The rest, Saber shouldn't be there anymore." The woman in the luxurious black dress appeared behind the priest like a phantom, her slender finger was holding a goblet, dangling slightly, in the goblet. The bright red wine swayed like blood.

She smiled gracefully and asked, "Want to **** poisoned wine, Master?"

"This is really an honor. After the Holy Grail War is over, I will definitely drink it with honor." The priest smiled and rejected the woman's kindness.

"If you drink it, you will be poisoned immediately, Father. The pain of intestinal puncture and abdomen will die." A young man with green hair and a scarf around his neck leaned against the pillar, grinning broadly, completely ignoring the woman's needs. He swallowed his gaze alive.

Afterwards, he turned his head slightly, looked at the heroic huntress sitting aside, and asked carelessly: "You're right, sister?"

"I'm not your eldest sister!" The heroic huntress put her hands on her chest, and looked at the green-haired young man with a little displeased eyes. Her cat ears were shaking constantly because of her master's discomfort.

The green-haired young man laughed, then looked towards the promenade and asked, "Lancer, what do you think?"

"Ask me what I think, in fact, you just want to draw my attention, and then fight with me." The white-haired young man in the sun wheel golden armor looked at the green-haired young man calmly, and said faintly: "It's useless. Yes, my lord is controlled by the poisonous woman, and I will not do it with you."

The green-haired young man scratched the back of his head, a little distressed.

The woman's head burst out with countless "Tic Tac Toe", and gritted her teeth and said: "You guys...just get rid of you guys now!"

The white-haired young man said calmly, "You can't beat one of them here, Assassin."

The woman was choked, glaring at the white-haired young man with anger, as if she was about to do her hands in the next moment.

"Calm down, calm down, Asssassin, don't be angry. We are companions now!" Father White-haired held the wine glass that Assassin could fall on the ground at any time.

"Humph." Assassin snorted coldly, then turned and disappeared.

The green-haired young man scratched his head, looked at the white-haired young man, and said, "Your mouth is really poisonous, Lancer?"

"Why do you want to talk about poison? I don't understand, I just told the truth about the matter." The white-haired youth showed a rare look of confusion.

"Tsk tusk tusk, there is really no self-knowledge, Lancer." The green-haired young man laughed, then turned to look at the huntress and asked, "You said yes, eldest sister?"

"Achilles! I repeat, I am not your eldest sister!" Atalanta shouted in embarrassment. I don't know why this Achilles is always holding on to it, and he has to call her eldest sister.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A heavy voice rang from the depths of the church.

The priest showed a helpless expression and said, "It's starting again, Berserker..."

The priest sighed, then looked serious, and said: "First of all, there is one thing to say. The Ruler that guarantees the normal operation of the Holy Grail War has arrived."

"So what?" Achilles asked, curling his lips.

"Ruler must be removed first, otherwise the impact on us will be too great." The priest sighed and said, "Once Ruler himself thinks about the Holy Grail, it will be too threatening for us or for Black. After all, every follower has the right to use two magic spells, this kind of ability can't be ignored."

Lancer reminded: "It is too threatening to you."

The priest smiled helplessly.

Achilles asked strangely: "Isn't Ruler only a hero who has no desire to be able to serve?"

"The predecessor of the heroic spirit is also a human. As long as it is a human, there is uncertainty. Therefore, we cannot rule out the factor that Ruler would suddenly want the Holy Grail." The priest said seriously.

Lancer said, "You are sure in your heart."

"Because it is the Holy Grail War, so be careful, don't you?" The priest asked with a smile.

Lancer closed his eyes.

"Ruler's reaction has already appeared, so who wants to go there?" The priest looked at Jiqi Heroic Spirit.

Atalanta snorted and disappeared, while Achilles held the back of his head with both hands and whistled.

There is no doubt that their behavior has shown their own attitude and will not deal with Ruler.

The priest sighed, turned his head slightly, then looked at Lancer, and said, "Then, I will leave it to you, Lancer."

"Your choice, from the beginning, I was the only one." Lancer said calmly.

After a pause, Lancer said: "There is just one thing, I must tell you in advance."

"What's the matter?" the priest asked.

Lancer said, "I feel that person. In this battle, I am afraid that my old enemy also has an existing world. Only me and his battle, don't interfere."

"That great hero..." The priest was taken aback, then nodded with a wry smile, and said: "I understand. It's just... really bad news."

Lancer turned his back, his figure slowly disappeared.

There is no doubt that he is going to snipe the one in the priest's mouth, and has the Ruler who has the right to use two spells for every follower.

"Hope, don't make extravagance."

The priest sighed.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A heavy voice resounded in the church.

That was the sound of Berserker beating.

Chapter 5 I have confirmed that the eyes are the woman who died in front of me [second more]

The plane arrived in Romania.

Some hidden corners of the airport are full of surgical techniques.

There is no doubt that this is restricting the entry and exit of magicians, and the main reason is probably the organizer of this Holy Grail War, in order to avoid the curse of the weak third-rate magician.

Shi Lang sorted out the knowledge gained on the plane, and now he understood that the location of the battlefield was Tolifas, a small city in Romania.

The managers of that piece of land are the Thousand Realms Tree clan who hosted the Holy Grail War.

The opposite is the bell tower magicians who have been declared rebellious.

The current problem is that it is not the battle between the seven masters, but the battle that is about to be waged on an unusual scale of seven followers against seven followers.

Just the aftermath of the battle between the two riders may cause the surrounding buildings to be ravaged and destroyed. However, the scale of the two parties' full-scale resistance to Qiqi vs. Qiqi will know how serious damage it will cause just by thinking about it. .

However, Shirou thinks carefully from his own perspective.

Sure enough, it's still just a child's game.

And he was speechless enough to have to play this kind of children's game with others.

In short, go to Tolifas in Romania first, and wait for the rest to be discussed later.