[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Winter nights come earlier.

Without the identity of a Servant, of course he cannot transform into a spirit body, but as long as there is darkness, Elan can hide.Or rather, blend in.

This is the essence, and nothing will change it.

Summoning a Servant requires a magic circle.

Of course Elan can draw—as one of the "Three Founding Houses", Matou's library really has a lot of good things, not to mention the Holy Grail War, and those special magic books that come with things like temptation Tests such as corrosion are not a problem at all for the Dark God.

In other words, Elan is now equivalent to the mobile knowledge base of the Matou family.

You mean the part Zouyan secretly hid?

For someone who even found out and looked at the portrait of the Winter Maiden in the other party's collection, as long as the things are still in the Matou residence, they cannot escape his eyes.

Those that are not in need to be excluded.

Elam had no intention of drawing it himself.

He walked along a familiar road and stopped in front of a building that looked like an old castle.

Matou House.

Sakura was in the room, reading a magic book.

This is the homework assigned by Elan. On this point, the Dark God still took some thought.The highest institution of the Magic Association - the Tower of London in the UK is roughly equivalent to a university for ordinary people, and the corresponding elementary and middle schools, magicians usually complete it at home.

The so-called inheritance.

Different from Zou Yan's messy situation, after Elan quickly searched the books in the house, he spent a few minutes listing the textbooks and progress for Sakura. At this time, the little girl with purple hair followed his request and carefully learning.

Children are fragile and sensitive.

In such an environment, Sakura can feel who is strong enough to protect her, and who is good to her and can rely on.

Kariya took one of them, and Elan took all of it.

Regardless of conscience or nature, regardless of the length of company, in a year's time, the carefree girl under the wings of her parents and sister has grown up and learned a lot.

Sakura knows that Servant can't stay for long, and she and Berserker will be separated sooner or later, but that kind of heart-shattering power, that wide and warm wings, and that kind of attitude that treats everything as a game, especially for grandpa Contempt—she had to be attracted.

It's getting late, hasn't Berserker come back yet?

The little purple-haired girl didn't realize that since she was adopted into Matou's house, she had never looked forward to Kariya's return like this.

Does remembrance also have power?

Looking at the boy who appeared in front of her eyes, Sakura tilted her head in confusion.

This is an action that will make Lolicon's eyes glow with love. Of course, Elan is not in the range of being cute. The God's Mansion from the Darkness seems to be more tolerant to the cubs, just because they still have plasticity.

In Elan's view, adults with mixed souls and crooked growth can just be killed if they get in the way, while children still have the possibility of continuing to grow.

"Berserker?"

The girl yelled uncertainly and softly, and after getting a nod in response, she immediately showed a happy smile, like some kind of small animal, and rubbed over attached to him, staring at him with a pair of big eyes, As if afraid of him running away.

Elan was startled and smiled appreciatively.

It's just a simple change of identity, did Sakura feel something was wrong?

Although she herself didn't know that her attitude had changed, let alone why.

Really good qualifications.

The two daughters of the Tohsaka family's generation are indeed outstanding.

The black-haired boy squatted down, looked at the same level as the girl, and said with a smile, "Sakura, have you figured out your wish?"

Sakura blinked.

That's right, Berserker asked in Caster's workshop yesterday afternoon.

The depths of the sewers connected to Weiyuanchuan appeared again before my eyes. Layers of blood dried up on the ground and solidified into strange colors. Children who were about her size were made into various utensils in a wonderful way. The attitude is scattered...

The scroll of death slowly unfolded in front of her.

And that's just one form of "death".

Elan waited quietly.

Sakura is dressed as usual, her purple hair is dotted with a red bow, which was given to her by her elder sister Rin, and has been cherished all the time, although now, there is no one who can be called elder sister.

From Tohsaka to Matou.

Will her wish be to go home?

Although it is weak, it is natural for children of this age to seek the warmth of their loved ones. Isn't even an adult human being unable to escape this fetter?

After a while, Sakura spoke.

"As an excellent magician bloodline, pass on Matou."

"Father... No, Patriarch Tohsaka said so."

"Therefore, Sakura needs to remove all obstacles and become the real head of the Matou family."

The purple-haired girl's eyes were no longer empty, filled with innocent expectation, and she said coquettishly, "Will you help me, Berserker?"

Elan sat down cross-legged, resting his chin on one hand, and said with a smile: "So, what shall we do first?"

Sakura blinked, and the little girl's unique soft voice spit out the words of course, "Let grandpa die, otherwise Sakura won't be the head of the family."

If Zou Yan is here, the head of the family will not change at all.

What a simple and obvious reason.

The boy stroked the girl's hair, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Okay."

It is not difficult to find traces of Zouyan.

I don't know if it's the bad taste of human beings, but there are always so-called secret rooms and secret passages in all castle-style buildings. Elan hugged Sakura and found the location of the dirty inkstone easily. I flicked my fingers.

The black flames drifted down on the skin that lost its elasticity, and before the blink of an eye, the dirty inkstone was devoured.

No clothes, no ashes, nothing.

All traces were erased.

It was so fast that Sakura felt unreal, tilted her head and said, "Is grandpa dead?"

"What do you say?"

Elan asked back like this, and then casually mentioned, "By the way, Kariya and Zouken will go to the same place."

There is no distinction between heaven and hell in this world.

Sakura nodded in understanding.Elan didn't mean to explain, and walked away holding Sakura for a while, and the latter realized, "Uncle Kariya died?"

"Ah."

Elan simply responded, and after a while, added with great interest, "I killed it."

Because of the posture, the bodies of the two are close together, and the boy can clearly feel even the slightest movement of the girl in his arms——

However, no.

Desperately blank.

The "person" here refers to human beings only.

"Uncle Kariya must be disobedient."

The girl's eyes were bright, and her tone was the same as usual.

broken.

It's already broken.

Something has been stripped from this young body, day and night for a year, the cubs who will not grow up in time in the future have been sculpted, sculpted into the shape that the Dark God likes.

Human growth is the process of acquiring various things from this world, and using this as the foundation to create a unique "I".

Elan explained in a good mood, "Zouken is not dead, he is in Sakura's body, in the form of a bug—you have to find someone to perform surgery on Sakura."

The little girl nodded.

Grandpa Zouyan lived in his body in the shape of a bug. This kind of thing that would be horrifying to ordinary people is not so difficult for a magician to accept. Moreover, Berserker is still by his side, isn't he?

Elan walked straight to the stone chamber.

That is the place where he lives, Zouken and Kariya once drew the summoning Servant here, at that time, they must not have foreseen the way of his exit, right?

Stone interior.

Elan put Sakura down, and unexpectedly found that the magic circle a few days ago had disappeared.

He turned to the girl decisively, "Sakura, let's have a practical lesson."

One directs, the other paints.

Elam felt no guilt about using child labor.

The simple magic circle was drawn very quickly. Thinking about how Ryunosuke Uyuu, who has not even set foot in the magic world, can complete it, it is only natural that Sakura can succeed.

The little girl finally noticed the mark on the back of the boy's right hand.

"Berserker?"

"I'm the Master now."

"Amazing!"

Simple and passionate adoration.

What a delight.

Elan pinched Sakura's face affectionately, and said, "Stay away, I'm going to summon you."

The boy chanted the mantra with a careless expression.

The call that should have caused great pain to the magician reacted to Elan, but it was calm. No matter what the reason for the pain was, it obviously couldn't shake him.

"—Come here from the Wheel of Restraint, Guardian of the Scales."

The magic circle shone brightly.

It's not like other heroic spirits appearing first, even without the strong wind and thick fog, the radiance is golden orange, and even the blood that draws the magic circle seems to be smoothed away, giving people a light and warm feeling, just like his master—— —

That is the sky.

In the center of the circle, stood a young man.

Short brown hair, shaped like a hedgehog, but inexplicably gives people a soft feeling, fair skin, with a yellowish color on closer inspection, wearing a neat suit and black leather shoes that seem to be attending a meeting.

Kokichi Sawada.

Big version.

The greenness of his youth had faded away, and Pengoile X was gentle and tolerant during the victory period. His appearance was not considered handsome among heroes, but he possessed a particularly comfortable temperament, which was unforgettable at first sight.

Is it a Servant from modern times?

Thinking of this, Sakura raised her head to look at Berserker—no, it’s time to call Yagami, but she saw a soft arc on the corner of the boy’s lips, although there was a hint of ridicule in the words, it was more of a surprise, "Yo, Gang. "

"Iori."

Saying so, the heroic spirit who had just been summoned walked forward quickly—while still maintaining a graceful movement, and gave the boy a close hug.

do you know it?

I know...

Sakura's expression darkened.