The whole world has my vest

"Damn Kyogoku Natsuhiko!"

Even Taneda Shantouhuo, who is recognized as well-connected and good-tempered, couldn't help but burst into anger, and scolded Kyogoku Natsuhiko angrily—even though they all knew that Kyogoku Natsuhiko had already been under the power of Ayatsuji pedestrians. died.

"So the key issue now is to catch Ashiya Domitsu and kill him before the formation is completed to take the lives of the residents of Yokohama, or to persuade the heroic spirits from different historical legends to become sacrifices—of course, if you can It would also be a way to capture them alive at the center and the center of the formation."

Ayatsuji Xingren snorted lightly.

Last night, he and Abe Seimei have already calculated various locations that may be regarded as the eyes and the center of the formation on the map bought by Tsujimura Fukatsuki. Based on his understanding and Jingji Xiayan's psychological speculation, he has listed six locations that are most likely to be regarded as the eyes and hearts of the formation.

Either find Ashiya Doman, kill the caster to break the formation, or sacrifice the heroic spirit, reverse the five elements of the formation, and change the formation of summoning evil gods into a formation of calling good gods.

"However, based on the power shown by the heroic spirits we saw last night, if we insist on forcing the heroic spirits to become sacrifices, I'm afraid Yokohama itself will be flattened first."

"Damn it...is there really no other way?!"

Even Ango Sakaguchi, who can deal with the situation without changing his face as a three-faced spy, can't help showing anxiety.

There is no trace of Ashiya Road, and the heroic spirits who can save Yokohama are extremely powerful and troublesome existences. Is it possible that they can only watch the entire Yokohama being sacrificed to summon an indescribable evil god?

"...If that lord is willing to help, it's not like there is no hope."

Abe Seimei hesitated for a while, but still said this sentence.

"That lord?"

These words really attracted everyone's attention.

"However, the price of letting him make a move is really unpredictable, but if there is a way for all the heroic spirits to sit at the same table and negotiate, it can only come from him."

Abe Seimei smiled slightly, as if recalling the black-haired and black-eyed adult he met in Heian-kyo: "I never thought that I would meet him in this world one day."

"Who is that lord? Where is he at this moment?"

"Your Majesty's taboo name can't be said at will, after all, the name is the shortest mantra."

Abe Seimei said.

"However, before coming here, I made a fortune teller about the result of this Holy Grail War. It's good luck."

The silver-haired onmyoji let out a foul breath, "It's just that if I can cooperate with the astrology, maybe the enlightenment I get can be more clear."

However, air pollution and light pollution are unavoidable environmental problems in modern society, and even Seimei Abe has no choice.

"He's in the area."

Abe Seimei pointed on the map with a jade-like finger, and the area specially circled was Yokohama Chinatown.

When Dostoyevsky opened his eyes, his servant had already woken up, and he had thoughtfully cooked the black tea and coffee he could choose, and a steaming breakfast was also served on the gas stove with a small fire. on the stove.

This is obviously an old carriage hidden in an abandoned mine underground, but it was cleaned clean and spotless by the archer in red. If you look at the internal environment alone, it is not a five-star hotel. Pass.

Dostoevsky knew that his servant was hiding many secrets, but after weighing it over and over again, he chose to silently observe himself, the seemingly cunning heroic archer who showed his feet from time to time.

Obviously, this Heroic Spirit is no stranger to Japan, sometimes even as familiar as a native. His housework and cooking can be called EX, but he is best at Japanese cuisine.

As for the reason Archer used to prevaricate his amnesia until now, although Dostoevsky didn't know whether what he said was true or not, he could judge it with his own observation ability. Archer said that he had forgotten his real name. thing, is false.

So the question is, for a Russian who doesn't know much about Japanese history, why did the archer in red deceive him?

Unless...he doesn't want to be known by his master what his real name is.

Either Archer's real name hides a fatal weakness, or his real name hides a past that he doesn't want to be known to outsiders-but this makes Dostoevsky feel more interesting.

He had no intention of fully entrusting his wish to this Holy Grail of unknown origin, and he did not surrender his trust to Archer, who claimed to be his servant-but he reluctantly admitted that the coffee made by Archer was indeed delicious. tasty.

Rats have their own ways, and Dostoevsky turned on his cell phone and saw the news from his intelligence network.

"Oh? It's interesting."

Dostoevsky laughed happily, and what appeared on the bright phone screen was the relevant information about the barrier over Yokohama.

The barrier that suddenly appeared in the sky is clearly visible to the naked eye. Even if the Supernatural Secret Service and government officials want to conceal it, it will not be possible to conceal it for a while.

The Ability Secret Service Division is currently divided into three groups, one group is responsible for appeasing the panicked people, the other group is tracking the traces of Ashiya Michimitsu and other heroes and masters of the Holy Grail War, and the last group is composed of Ayatsuji pedestrians, Tsujimura Fukatsuki, Sakaguchi Ango and Abe Seimei went to find the lord and asked him to help.

"The location shown by divination is here."

Abe Seimei said softly.

Standing in front of them was the bustling Chinatown.

Although a strange gray barrier appeared in the sky, before the news spread, more people were still going about their lives step by step.

The same is true of Yokohama Chinatown, although it is only before 08:30 in the morning, there are already breakfast shops and dim sum shops selling.

Abe Seimei walked in. This was the first time he had observed the lives of future generations so closely since he came to this world.

"Well, it's very lifelike, and it's no wonder that His Majesty chose to live here."

Abe Seimei smiled lightly and murmured.

There are many men and women in Lolita, or kimono and Hanfu walking around on the street. Although Seimei Abe is wearing a hunting suit that obviously does not belong to this era, people on the side of the road will at most turn their heads and sigh why his temperament and appearance are so good. I don’t know why. Apart from the cosplay of which work, I have no other ideas.

After all, Japan, a big ACG country, couldn't be more tolerant of exotic clothes.

They arrived at their destination soon. The vermilion door and window panes were tightly closed, and the signboard didn't even have a signboard. Naturally, it had nothing to do with the hustle and bustle in front of Chinatown.

Abe Seimei stepped forward calmly, raised his hand and gently knocked on the door of the store.

After a while, I heard footsteps coming from inside, and the door was opened with a gap. The young man standing behind the door was beautiful enough to make everyone stop in awe, regardless of gender.

Those dark blue eyes perched like a crescent moon smiled slightly, and the young man's voice was soft and elegant: "I wonder if you can make an appointment?"

"Please inform Your Majesty that Abe Seimei is here to discuss something important."

The silver-haired Onmyoji nodded slowly.

The beautiful Token Fusangshen Mikazuki Munechi was slightly taken aback, he looked at Abe Seimei carefully, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be Mr. Seimei, this is really almost rude."

Sanri Yuezong opened the door, welcomed the four of them in, asked them to sit down in the living room, and then gracefully entered the back hall to wake up their master.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at the living room where they were sitting calmly, preparing to choose a good time to activate his supernatural ability to read the information he needed.

His supernatural ability [Theory of Fall] allows Ango Sakaguchi to read the memory of the item.

"Everyone, please have refreshments."

Then it was no longer Sanri Yuezongjin who walked out from behind the bead curtain, but a young man with black hair and purple eyes. He put down the treats gracefully and said to the guests with a smile: "The general will be here later."

The waiting time was really difficult. Abe Seimei, who was sipping tea comfortably, and Ayatsuji Pedestrian, who was thinking about something for the time being, did not mention it, but the two members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, who were concerned about the current situation in Yokohama, sat up and down. It's hard.

Fortunately, the owner here didn't intend to catch them, and after a while, he came out from behind the bead curtain.

The black-haired handsome young man sat on the only rocking chair, raised his phoenix eyes slightly, but said directly to Abe Qingming, "I haven't seen Qingming for a long time, and you came to my shop today, maybe you changed your mind. Would you like to be my guest?"

Abe Seimei smiled wryly and said, "Your Majesty, please don't make fun of me with this - I am here to ask for something."

When Joshua heard this, most of his excitement suddenly disappeared. He leaned on the rocking chair and made a nasal sound: "Huh?"

"Because of the incomplete rules of the Yokohama Holy Grail War, Ashiya Michimi followed me from the Seat of Heroes to this world. He set up a formation in Yokohama, and all creatures in the entire city will become sacrifices to the formation."

Abe Seimei succinctly explained the whole incident.

"Now there are two ways to remove the formation. Find out where Ashiya Domitsu is hiding, or arrange six other heroic spirits on the center and eye of the formation, and use them as sacrifices to reverse the attributes of the sacrifice formation."

Joshua smiled slowly when he heard it: "It's something that Ashiya Michimitsu can do, but Seimei, the group of shikigami you summoned can solve this kind of thing? I don't need to take action either. Bar?"

"Actually, I don't think Ashiya Michiman's arrangements are limited to these."

Ayatsuji pedestrian said.

"Ashiya Doman took away Kyogoku Natsuhiko. I am afraid that the purpose is to let all the servants and the master fight each other, but once the formation is completed, even if they fight each other, it will be useless. In the end, we can only watch the whole situation The people of the whole city were sacrificed."

"Kyogoku Natsuhiko and Ashiya Domitsu must still have a backup. They deliberately didn't force Seimei to become a sacrifice, but I don't think they would be willing to see Seimei and me become the final victors of the Holy Grail War."

Ayatsuji pedestrians know his old opponent too well. If according to the previous speculation, even if the six heroic spirits were successfully sacrificed instead of the people of Yokohama, it also means that the winner of the Holy Grail War this time is himself and Abe Seimei. Neither Kyogoku Natsuhiko nor Ashiya Michiman would be happy to see this kind of ending.

"So, their purpose may also include taking the Holy Grail for themselves."

"So, you guys plan to keep your strength and wait until Ashiya Michiru makes a move?"

Joshua blinked, secretly admiring Ayatsuji pedestrian's sharpness in his heart.

As the chief director who is manipulating the scene behind the scenes, he certainly knows the plans of Ashiya Michimitsu and Kyogoku Natsuhiko, which is almost the same as what Ayatsuji pedestrians speculated.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Joshua straightened his back and leaned forward to look at the visitors.

"If it is to let all the heroic spirits and the master sit on the same table, this can be agreed-but if I want to persuade those heroic spirits to die, I am afraid I can't do it."

Joshua spread his hands.

"The ones who will respond to the call of the Holy Grail are a group of heroic spirits who must fulfill their long-cherished wishes. Suddenly, I think it is impossible for them to sacrifice their lives for a group of irrelevant humans."

Abe Seimei hesitated to speak, and finally said again: "Actually, we don't necessarily use sacrifice as the first method. It is also a good strategy to ask those heroic spirits to find out where Ashiya Michimitsu is and solve it. "

Joshua raised his eyebrows and said nothing more.

"In this case, I will send an invitation to the master and the heroic spirit, but whether they are willing to respond to come is another matter."

"As long as you are willing to use two command spells as a reward, I believe the masters will come with heroic spirits."

After the round table meeting of the Yokohama Holy Grail War set a time, Abe Seimei prepared to leave with his Master, and waited for the arrival of other Masters and Heroic Spirits nearby. When Ango Sakaguchi passed by Joshua, he pretended to be Staggered accidentally, his fingers touched the jade pendant on the waist of the mysterious shopkeeper.

This jade pendant is lustrous in texture and looks very valuable. I'm afraid he often carries it with him. That's why Ango Sakaguchi chose it as a medium to activate his supernatural ability.

Originally, he just wanted to collect more information for the Supernatural Secret Service Division. After all, the appearance of such a mysterious, powerful and uncontrollable supernatural being in the Yokohama area is a thorn in the throat of the government, and it is impossible to remain indifferent.

However, when Ango Sakaguchi touched the jade pendant, strong memories flooded into his head.

"Human beings don't deserve your favor and favor at all!"

"Why not kill them all and re-bred a new species that respects and loves you?!"

Numerous images were slammed into his brain like a ten-story tsunami, no matter whether Ango Sakaguchi could bear it or not, they poured in like a force-feeding duck.

The gorgeous city shrouded in mist, the river flowing with gold, the golden Qionglin covered with precious stones, the peach blossom forest inhabited by all kinds of rare and exotic animals, and those who accompany Joshua, either cute or handsome , or handsome, or beautiful men and women of all colors.

There are professors who are elegant in appearance and intelligent but have extreme personalities, there are brown-haired youths who appear to be gentle but are actually extremely cold, and there are ghost thieves who soar under the moonlight and appear elusive...

And they all called the black-haired youth with voices of persistence, pity, unwillingness, reverence, or awe.

"My lord..."

"Lord..."

"grown ups……"

There are more memories flooding towards Ango Sakaguchi like a torrent of fragments, but these memories are too thick and intense. In the end, what Ango Sakaguchi remembers is only when he was a "jade pendant" and followed the lord wearing a black robe. At that time, the sound of war and killing that filled the sky, the huge meteorite that almost engulfed everything, and the peach blossom branches that his master waved at will prevented the memory of the disaster from coming.

Ango Sakaguchi didn't know if he had exposed his flaws, but his back was sweating constantly because of these memories. He didn't need to look in the mirror to guess that his face must be pale at the moment, and his temples were like an electric drill. It moved, almost making him cry out in pain.

But Ango Sakaguchi held back, covered his mouth, staggered to catch up with Tsujimura Fukatsuki who was walking at the end, quickly passed Abe Seimei who was walking at the front, and came to the depths of the alley not far away. Unable to bear the dizziness any longer, he fell to the ground.

Ango Sakaguchi breathed heavily, uttering ravings that he didn't know about intermittently in his throat.

His body was covered in cold sweat. The memory he had read just now was too large and intense, and now there were only a few most obvious pictures and key words that he managed to memorize in that memory.

"...Penglai...the Betrayer...the Creator..."

"My lord... my lord... I have been waiting for thousands of years..."

"Leave...fight...the righteous...promise...give mankind one last chance..."

Ango Sakaguchi kept chanting these keywords in a hoarse voice, even though the juniors from the Supernatural Secret Service Section worriedly followed up to check the situation, they didn't pay attention.

He suddenly grasped Tsujimura Fukatsuki's shoulder tightly, and stared at him with dilated pupils. Although Ango Sakaguchi's vision was about to lose sight at the moment, he subconsciously knew that once he passed out, he might not remember what he just wrote down. Not much can be left.

"Remember these...! Remember them!"

Ango Sakaguchi's consciousness began to slacken. This is a feeling he has never experienced after possessing supernatural powers. Those memories are like clear water flowing from the palm of his hand, quicksand overflowing from the open palm, no matter how hard he tries. Even if you save your life, you can't keep it.

In the end, Ango Sakaguchi fell into the bizarre scene, and the last scene he saw was Joshua's eyes that did not belong to humans at all.

"senior?!"

After all, Ango Sakaguchi was an agent of the Supernatural Secret Service who was able to undercover the two organizations and escape unscathed. Although he fell into a brief coma, he quickly regained his consciousness under the call of Tsujimura Mizuki.

He clutched his brain with a splitting headache, as if drinking with Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu in a bar all night, which made his chest tight.

Ayatsuji pedestrians stood at the entrance of the alley with Abe Seimei, and did not enter the alley with Tsujimura Fukatsuki.

"It seems that your Excellency activated a special ability and saw something that shouldn't be seen."

Abe Seimei sighed and told the truth.

Ayatsuji Xingren said indifferently: "After all, it is the supernatural secret service that protects the ignorant people. If they don't do it, can't they rely on the mafia?"

"Hehe, that's true."

Abe Seimei laughed: "Pedestrians don't ask me, do you have information about that lord?"

"Judging from your attitude and the current situation of Ango Sakaguchi, it must be some great big shot. I'm just a small detective, and I don't want to be involved in an event of this level in the world."

The words of Ayatsuji pedestrians revealed what he had already noticed, but out of consideration for the Master, Abe Seimei naturally did not have to let Ayatsuji pedestrians know.

"The Master who summoned me is Pedestrian-kun, that's great."

Abe Seimei sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Ayatsuji turned his head away, and Abe Seimei didn't care about his indifference. Although he didn't get along for a long time, he had already figured out that his Master had such a temperament.

"Will those heroic spirits and masters really come over?"

Ayatsuji pedestrians suddenly asked.

Abe Seimei knew his concerns, so he spoke softly to comfort him: "If it's His Majesty's invitation, coupled with the temptation of two Command Spells, there should be very few Heroic Spirits and Masters who would refuse."

The Masters and Heroic Spirits all over Yokohama saw boys in military uniforms and shorts suddenly appearing from their hiding places.

Dostoevsky looked at the obviously inhuman boy in front of him, told the whole story, and finally reported a place name and time, hoping that the master and heroic spirit of the archer group can come to discuss the crusade against Ashiya Doman strategy.

After saying this, the dagger boy disappeared as quietly as he appeared.

Dostoevsky put down the black tea in his hand, turned his head slightly to look at the empty side: "Archer, do you think we should go to the appointment?"

The red-clothed archer appeared, and he said with a serious expression: "In any case, this behavior of Ashiya Michimitsu has seriously hindered the Holy Grail War - besides, the other party has given two command spells. The reward is also very beneficial for our next battle."

It might have been more convincing if he wasn't wearing a kitten apron at the moment.

But who made the boy with the short knife come by such a coincidence, Archer is making borscht and Russian stew for Dostoyevsky, if it is rumored that Archer, who has never shown up in the battle, is dressed like this to cook for the master, the red-clothed Does Archer still lose face?

The three Command Spells possessed by the master can command the action of the heroic spirit, replenish the strength of the heroic spirit, and even make the heroic spirit appear in front of his eyes from other places in an instant. defeat the enemy.

But Command Seals are one-time consumables, and after three are used up, they cannot be replenished.

That is to say, Joshua's offer of two additional command spells as a reward is very precious to the heroic spirits and masters.

Dostoevsky narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought, then smiled and said, "Of course, we should go."

Not to mention the two Command Seals as a reward, Dostoevsky is also very interested in other humans who are chosen as Masters.

The appointed time came, and finally all the Masters arrived and sat at the round table.

Although Joshua had different reasons for inviting them here, at least this was the appearance of all the Masters and Heroic Spirits of this Holy Grail War.

Heroic spirits from history and legends traveled through time, space and regions, put aside their grievances and grudges for the only Holy Grail here, and joined hands to cooperate.