Hey Timothy Grail

Well, it's very embarrassing, there is a feeling of being forced into prostitution.

Very happy, there must be a bit of a relationship between them.

Fang Han smiled, and didn't even care about the old bug's reshaping of his body, quietly hiding in the shadows, not knowing what he was planning.

As an "elite" of the Matou family's generation, Shinji, who was recently chosen as a sacrifice by the old bug and told that he would be given the qualification to participate in the Holy Grail War, is now braver than ever.

Gathering up his courage, he ran up to Fang Han in a quick swipe, and raised his toes slightly and said proudly, "Do you know where this is?"

"The mansion of the Jiantong family." Fang Han replied truthfully.

"Yeah... you know, you dare to come to our house with a knife, let alone call the police, the police in Huilian will not be able to save you, understand?"

The eldest young master of the Jiantong family wanted to pat the other person's shoulder very skillfully, but due to the height difference, it turned into a scene of patting someone's chest, standing on tiptoe and trying to hit someone's chest, always feeling a little Weird and inexplicably funny.

——It was obviously such a serious occasion.

Fang Han tried his best to hold back his smile, and insisted not to let the [Murdering Intent] on his right hand go to the second master's neck, but there was no way, Matou Shinji's performance was so perfect whether it was intentional or unintentional, and it fit Fang Han very well. The psychological feeling of wanting to cut it down with a knife and then feel hearty.

On the other hand, the old bug, who was hiding in the darkness and was about to make a comeback, was inexplicably frustrated at this time, not only facing the opponent in front of him who had no difficulty in cracking his life-long research on bug magic, but also because he hadn't figured out the situation yet. Silly and sweet junior.

Yes.

Even if he tried to calm down, he would still feel depressed and flustered when he saw the black on Fang Han's body.

——And this is just a random blow from the opponent, and it may even be passive, without even the intention of making a move! !

——In front of monsters of this level, poor Shinji still wants to use Matou's magic to deal with them?Don't be kidding, big grandson! !

He thought about making a low hoo hoo.

To warn someone who is jumping repeatedly on the verge of death.

but.

Someone made an early move.

Looking at Mr. Fang Han with a smile on his face, looking at the second master who kept hammering his chest with small fists in front of him with a spring breeze, Emiya Shirou rarely predicted what would happen to his good friend in the next second.

This distance, this way of attracting ridicule? ?

It's not seppuku, maybe it's cut in half, right? !

Before Mr. Fang Han made a trial, the partner of justice was not silent anymore, but pushed away the provocative Matou Shenji in front of him: "Enough, student Shen'er, this place is no longer within your reach. If you want to survive, run, the farther you run, the better!"

Heard Wei Gong let him go?Or is it like asking yourself to get out at Matou's house? ?

Matou Shinji was so dumbfounded that he almost laughed out loud.

"Emigong-san, you are really stupid and cute, do you think that any stinky fish and rotten shrimp on the road can threaten the existence of the Matou family with a knife? Don't be kidding, I won't pretend, I'm actually a magician! Shinji Matou, the eternal champion (champion) who has passed down the essence of the Matou family for 500 years!"

I heard this guy repeatedly emphasize that he is a magician.

Fang Han smiled indifferently: "Oh, is it? If I remember correctly, I am also a magician. As a colleague, why don't you use a magic trick to make me grow eyes? If you can set off a meteor shower like fireworks, I even thought about hitting you softly when I hit you later!"

In order to maintain the clean and dark environment of the Matou Mansion, Matou Zouken will deliberately strengthen the implied concepts of 'concealment' and 'dispersion' every time the old mansion is renovated.

In other words, as long as the strengthened and refurbished magic barrier does not dissipate, he will not be discovered if he dies here.

Therefore, Fang Han was happy to spend one more round with the young master of the Jiantong family here.

"Oh... oh, aren't you afraid? That's magic, the most secret science in the mystical world, the bug magic inherited from our family, and it can even devour an adult like you in an instant!"

Matou Shinji was left speechless by Fang Han's question, so he could only point his gun at Emiya Shirou crazily: "Emigong-san, I remember you should also have knowledge in this area, right? Tell him, the bugs in our house How terrible magic is."

While Matou Shinji was hoarse, Fang Han released the black mist that engulfed the old bugs and continued to expand. Eyeballs were floating in mid-air, staring at the dutiful son who was still calling grandpa below.

——Well, the insect magic of your Matou family is really powerful, and I have seen it before, but the effect here is probably to kill these tentacle-like black mist monsters.

Emiya Shirou swallowed hard.

According to the projection magic that Mr. Fang Han personally demonstrated to him today, he stretched out his right hand silently and displayed it in front of Shenji Matou.

"What do you mean??" Before the second master had time to ask, his mind was suddenly absorbed by the man's next sentence.

""────Projection, start""

What does this sentence mean? ?

Before the second master could speak, he just stared helplessly at his friend, who was also an opponent who was constantly competing with each other, a dagger projected invisible from the palm of Emiya Shirou.

It is the embryonic form of Mo Xie.

It is also the basic structure that Emiya Shiro is most proficient at this time.

"This is... this is?!!"

"magic--!!"

Matou Shinji, who knew little about magic, didn't even know what kind of magic this was, but he was still completely shocked at this moment.

His brain had lost the ability to direct his own actions, he stood there motionless like a log, staring at the Broken Blade in Weigong's hand with blank eyes.

— Magic, magic! !Born in a rich family of demons, the mystical knowledge that I have spent more than ten years without mastering has appeared in the hands of an ordinary person.

The thing that I rely on for a long time to show off my might is just a prop that my competitors can get at their fingertips.

At this moment, Matou Shinji is like a typical example of being put on the face instead of pretending to be coercive.

And at this moment, it was Emiya Shirou who was submissive to him on weekdays but punched him hard at the critical moment. This was already a heavy blow, and this moment crushed what was left in the second master's heart. self-esteem.

——Poor people must have something to hate.

At this moment, watching Shen Er, who was playing with his legs for a long time, was beaten to pieces by the honest man Shiro Wei Gong, Fang Han felt as if he could kill him at this moment, and let him live in the shadow of a partner of justice, I am afraid that for this It is an even more humiliating and frightening event for a man with extremely strong self-esteem and even in the heart of a conceited man!

Emiya Shiro also thought of this at this time, but in order to let his good friend escape Mr. Fang Han's murderous hands, Emiya Shiro did not hesitate to use more cruel methods to make Shen Er realize this.

"Student Shen Er, are you taking a closer look at this broken blade? This is a magic costume constructed by projection magic. It is a very basic magic skill. Compared with Tohsaka's gem magic, and Mr. Fang Han's hand rubbing The astonishing feat of the nuclear bomb, I am nothing more than a mayfly compared to a big tree, it is ridiculously overestimated."

"what do you want to say in the end??"

Xueba Matou Shinji was confused. He suspected that someone secretly said that he was a hot chicken, but he had no proof.

"I want to say that next time we meet, I hope you can live, Shinji-san."

Old Hope is weird...Second Master wanted to say something at this time, but he could only hear the howling wind.

In the sight of Fang Han sighing, Sister Ba was shocked, and Master Chong frowned, the slap-sized general Mo Xie directly slapped Shen Er on the head who was still about to say something.

No surprise at all, Er Ye was directly knocked unconscious by his friend.

"Boom-"

Half of the bucket of water was overturned, and a huge bag was visible on the back of his head.

Even Fang Han was not so decisive. At this moment, the righteous partner stepped forward to help his friend leave the stage ahead of time.

He wasn't dead, but probably suffered a severe concussion.

Is this the expression of your love?As expected of you, partner of justice.

Fang Han blinked, and nodded to Emiya Shirou: "Actually, I quite appreciate Shen Er in this world..."

The premise is that you don't play with legs or orthopedics, and you can grow up freely with Wei Gong classmate with peace of mind, how wonderful!

"Ah... didn't you say it earlier??"

"You didn't ask."

Emiya Shirou swallowed with difficulty, looked at his best friend who was bruised by his blows, and even left a shadow of his life, showing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not crying.

"It's okay, at least I can see that there is a deep friendship in your behavior."

The carefree pink-haired royal sister Bazzett patted Emiya Shirou on the shoulder, indicating that this kind of behavior of using iron will to bring warmth to the surrounding partners is the way magicians of my generation should do.

Fang Han smiled, noncommittal.

And the other side.

The old bug was in a hurry.

'Damn it, Shen Er just gave it for nothing...Let's go first, wait for a thorough investigation of the news of the current head of the Tosaka family, and then act? '

Matou Zouyan made two low hoo hoo sounds.

Although he was very reluctant to give up his sacrifice, he didn't even want to face the monster in front of him.

So, he was ready to slip away.

But no matter how Matou Zouyan decides, Fang Han still watches him calmly.

Everything he thought, in Fang Han's eyes, was like the wailing of a dying person before death.

"Then, old bug, get ready, the judgment of all your sins is about to come."

He said so.

Varied..

Before Matou Zouken could reply, the red eyes that had been quietly hiding on top of Shen Er's head suddenly started to riot.

That is the mystery that the combination of thousands of strands is enough to condense the soul!

This... how the hell...

Jiantong Zouyan screamed with all his strength, he suddenly realized that he was completely immersed in the black mist at some point, and he couldn't even look away.

Student Shen Er's "harmless to humans and animals" move is on the one hand delaying the time for the old bug, but on the other hand it may have created conditions for Fang Han's surprise attack.

Do you really think I play frontal hard anal like a young man?Ridiculous and pathetic! !

——No.. If this continues..

The intermittent sound turned into buzzing insects before it ended, and the mummy named Matou Zouken disintegrated in an instant, struggling to disperse into the posture of engraving insects.

Fortunately for him, he saw his own body scatter as he wished, turning into a cloud of dust all over the sky.

All this made the frightened Jiantong Zouyan ecstatic for a while, he laughed and looked at Fang Han who was standing stupidly by the side, as if he was helpless: "Jie Jie Jie, brat, did you see, this is me Proof of immortality, you have nothing to do with me."

Matou Zouyan has a well-thought-out plan for this, he has already lost his original body in the form of a worm, unless he finds the worm body that represents his body, otherwise he will not be able to do any harm to him anyway.

And the worm that represented his weakness was the only one who knew where it was.

After thinking about it, Lord Chong showed a sinister grin on his ugly old face: "Stop spending time on this old man, let's deal with other real opponents in the Holy Grail War.

The engraving worms of the old man are immortal, even if the Holy Grail War is over, when all of you servants leave, you will not find your main body..."

Having said that, Matou Zouken had a thought, and he turned his gaze to the imprinted worms that were standing still and flapping their wings.