[Comprehensive] Mr. Gai is very good at fishing

Fuyuki City.

"...Presumably an excellent magician can be born from the womb of the daughter of the Tohsaka family. As a container, she has quite high potential..."

With disgust and fear of a certain man whose nominal father was actually an "ancestor", the reporter who had abandoned the path of magic returned to the gloomy old house again.Matou Zouken, who had been lingering for hundreds of years, leaned on crutches leisurely, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

The dark and ominous magic power surged, constantly oppressing the light of the lamp, sticky and obscure rustling sounds wandered in the air, as if there were countless pairs of malicious eyes lurking in the shadows.

No, that's not an illusion.

Matou Kariya clenched his palms and exhausted all his strength to resist the urge to punch Zou Yan's wrinkled face.

Matou... Zouken's magic is a worm.The house was crawling with damn bugs everywhere, and he even wondered if the vampire himself had turned into a big ugly bug.

The flames of anger and remorse engulfed Matou Kariya almost immediately.

"Here, here we are."

The man's pupils constricted suddenly, he stumbled to the railing, and stretched out his hand in vain.

Matou Zouken leaned on a cane, and narrated as if he was talking about something ordinary.

"...I put her into the worm bin just after dawn, and wanted to test her limit, but I didn't expect that she has survived until now..."

If, if...he didn't run away like a coward, but accepted the position of head of the Matou family, would it not have ended like this?

The bracelet was obviously still in his pocket and he didn't take it out, but Matou Kariya had already lost the courage to give it to Tohsaka Sakura, no, it was Matou Sakura.

Nerves trembled, souls wailed, and finally merged into a name.

Far!Saka!hour!minister!

"I want to save her."

The man whispered firmly, afraid of repeating himself as if he would regret it.

"I want to save her."

Jiantong Zouyan laughed a few times, but Jiantong Yanye still thought it was Ye Xiao's neighing.

"If you want to regain the Holy Grail for the Matou family, you must produce some results. This week, you come to be a breeding ground for worms."

It wasn't until the door closed with a click that Kariya Matou broke free from this hellish experience and leaned against the door weakly.After a while, I woke up like a dream.

There is not much luggage in the room, just a few pieces of clothes that I often wear and a camera I play with.Even so, Kariya packed them up one by one with a solemn and solemn attitude, and when he picked up a notebook, the photos inside it suddenly fell down.

"This is--"

It was an empty photo of the Wailing Wall.

Matou Kariya suddenly remembered an old event.

At that time, he finally escaped from the Matou family's big net and became a reporter for a newspaper in another place.Although he wasn't rich, he didn't have Zouken, and he didn't have to learn insect magic that challenged the bottom line of human beings. He felt the breath of freedom that he hadn't seen for a long time.

It was at that time, in order to express his depression that he had no relationship with Aoi, he developed a hobby of photography and travel, so he traveled around in his free time, and wrote manuscripts to earn some royalties.

When he was traveling to Israel and was preparing to write a special feature for the holy city of Jerusalem, he met a strange man under the Wailing Wall.

Whether it was the others, or him, a foreigner, they all put on special caps according to the custom, and prayed silently on the wall.The man was neither wearing a hat nor a special cape, and the surrounding staff walked around as if they didn't see him.

At that time, he tried his best to get rid of the relationship with the Matou family, and desperately forgot the common sense that a family of demons should have, so he foolishly went over.

Then he stopped abruptly under a pair of inhuman golden pupils.

Matou Kariya immediately broke out in a cold sweat as if being stared at by some kind of terrifying beast, and the camera in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

There was a click, as if the head (ticket) of the mirror (money) was broken.

"It turns out that you actually have the factor of Barbatos in you, no wonder you saw me."

Although he didn't understand what that "Barbatos" was, the pressure on his body was actually reduced.Matou Kariya raised his hand to wipe the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes, and looked at the person who brought him a lot of pressure.

Strictly speaking, the person who spoke was not much higher than Matou Kariya, but he had an unusually strong aura that attracted people's attention.

It's like the gods walk on the ground, and mortals can only prostrate on the ground, and it's like the devil ascended from hell to the world. Human beings flock to the devil like moths to the flame, and Matou Kariya is the mortal being captured by that.

"Excuse me, what is Barbatos?"

Kariya asked dryly, then belatedly remembered that he might have offended the other party.

"That's not something you should know, Matou Kariya, you just need to know that you met me because of the karma between your ancestors and me."

The other party waved his hand, saying indifferently.

He has a tall and powerful figure, a handsome and graceful face, and a strange charm that transcends time.

Whether it's chocolate skin, black nails, or the nine rings on his hands, they all interpret the word extraordinary from beginning to end.The lush white long hair slid down along the movement, looking very warm.

Especially those golden eyes, which reflected everything they saw like a mirror.

Wait, ancestor, that old man Matou Zouyan!Even if he goes abroad, can't he escape Zou Yan's grasp?

Matou Kariya immediately bowed his body vigilantly, showing a sleepy expression.

"Don't compare me with that kind of thing. The age of my existence is far beyond your imagination."

The other party showed a disgusted expression as if he had seen something dirty, and Kariya Matou realized that he had spoken his true thoughts at some point.

Ignoring Matong Yanye's dry apology again, the other party looked at the person lying on the wailing wall to pray, or stuffed the small note into the gap of the wailing wall, showing a slightly nostalgic look.

No, it's not so much looking at people, it's better to say that it's just looking at the "wall", and the expression on it seems to be mourning something.

Matou Kariya keenly grasped this point, but he didn't dare to continue guessing under those golden eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts.

However, the other party seemed to be a very tolerant elder. While reaching out to caress the wall of the Wailing Wall, he asked him:

"Do you know what is the origin of the Wailing Wall? How many stories does it have?"

Since he wanted to write this as a special topic, he still checked the information carefully.Matou Kariya relaxed, and the knowledge in the books flowed out of his mind continuously.

"In the 11th century BC, King David of ancient Israel unified Judea and established the Kingdom of Israel with Jerusalem as its capital. In the 10th century BC, the third king of ancient Israel was also the great king who created the heyday and prosperity of ancient Israel. — Solomon, who built the first Jewish temple, Solomon's Temple, the First Temple, on Mount Zion."

"But in 586 BC, Solomon's Temple was unfortunately burned to the ground during the Babylonian invasion. After half a century of exile, the Israelites finally returned home and rebuilt the temple dedicated to God on the ruins of Solomon's Temple. The Holy Temple is the 'Second Holy Temple'. For thousands of years, the Wailing Wall has survived wind and rain, and it has always stood here, becoming the spiritual home of all Jews..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Matou Kariya found that when he mentioned the First Temple, a look of pain flashed in the other party's eyes.

Could it be that the other party is an Israeli?Also related to King Solomon?

Things related to the mysterious side are better left unattended.

Thinking of the mess in Matou's house, Kariya Matou still thought it would be better to be an ordinary person.

"Well, have you chased me so soon? It's really haunting, and I won't even go back to Israel to see it clean."

The other party suddenly pressed the center of his eyebrows with a headache, as if he was troubled by something, then his figure gradually faded, and he disappeared in front of Matou Kariya.

"Blessed are you to have met me. Do not remember my face, my voice, nor remember that I have been here. I am the demon god who burns human reason, and I am also a beast of pity. Do not ask me Pray, don't pray to me, only in hell can you call my name."

Matou Kariya flipped through the photo, and there was a little bit of ink seeping out from the back of the original emptiness.

"Getia? Raymond Gayton?"