A Bouquet for Rocky [Comprehensive British and American]

"That guy's servant is Lancer, who claims to be the mistress of the underworld named Ereshkigal. She is also a divine character, but she has lost the ability to communicate and can only obey orders."

Loki circled around the room: "I'm not very clear about Master's information, and I need to investigate further, but he must be a ruthless character. What do you think?"

Eve waved the bullet in his hand at Loki: "This is a bullet made by grinding the ribs of Emiya Kiritsugu, a participant in the Fourth Holy Grail War. It is a weapon specially aimed at magicians. The understanding is also not shallow, and..."

Moreover, the description of gravedigger always gave her a bad feeling.

"Should I break this news to Tony Stark?"

Eve blinked: "You seem to have something else to say."

"I don't think this Holy Grail War is quite right."

Loki said directly: "There are too many guys with divinity. Generally speaking, it is impossible for the leylines of this land to provide the magic power of so many riders. Gilgamesh appeared in the form of a young boy. Leshkigal lost her mind and took orders directly from her Master, so I couldn’t use my magic power. If this kind of situation occurs in a single instance, it can be regarded as a special case, but if there are already three groups of exceptions, I have to consider whether it is because of the entire system. The Holy Grail War itself has produced some kind of aberration that I don't quite understand."

"But there are also ordinary servants who have appeared, and they have already been defeated and left."

Eve said: "Assassin's Phantom of the Opera, and Saber's Siegfried. They don't have this abnormality."

"But relatively, magicians are at the same low level."

Loki smiled twice: "But I don't suggest you tell that Stark. Ordinary humans have almost no resistance to curses, and too much information will only put them in danger of being easily captured by the other party. If these atriums If the ants are also involved in the war of magic... I don't care, but you will mind, right?"

The sophistication of some complex curses is that when you start to get to know someone and prepare to deal with them, their curses will be anchored back at this behavior.

Magic is always mutual. When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.

Eve was silent for a while, then nodded: "You are right. Mr. Stark and the others cannot be exposed to this kind of danger."

——However, as a personal participant in the Holy Grail War, the dangers and difficulties you will face will increase exponentially compared to those of the Avengers.

Loki was silent for a moment, anyway, no matter what reason he used, he had already fulfilled the order not to let those guys get involved in the Holy Grail War, so the initial cooperation with Kadafels was the first step, but ...

"Aren't you going to ask me my real name?"

He said suddenly: "Since you already know that I can't be Thor."

"It's nothing compared to the Holy Grail War—"

The magician's answer was cut off again.

"Loki Odinson, god of trickery, second in line to succession to Asgard."

Loki circled around Eve, and put one hand on the other's shoulder: "It's a little different from what was described in your Midgard myth, but there are similarities."

Eve's eyelashes trembled slightly, so the person she saw in the dream should be from Asgard...

"What do you think of me?"

His lips were close to his ears, and the god of trickery poured out whispers, and the sound could also be a hint. He was very familiar with the magic of hypnosis—although that bastard Saul couldn’t work with too much magic power except for stabbing him directly with a knife, but To deal with an artificial human, this hint is enough.

But the other party did not hesitate to say the answer as if he had not been hypnotized.

"That's good. It shows we can win."

If he hadn't been confident in his level of hypnotism, Loki would definitely have to pry open this guy's head to see if there is any difference between the way of thinking of artificial humans and ordinary humans.

Anyway, the problem is not between the "magician" and ordinary people. After all, under the same situation, that Cadafels reacted normally, similar to Vostagg and the others.

Loki propped his chin, suppressing the complicated emotions in his heart: Sure enough, it was because the factory settings of the artificial man were not well designed, otherwise how could there be such a problem with the head.

The hypnosis ended silently, and Eve blinked, completely unaware that she had just faced a torture that hit her soul directly.On the contrary, Mr. Caster looked a little uncharacteristically. Instead of continuing to read those basic textbooks on magicians as usual, he went directly back to the room, thinking.

""Introduction to Modern Magic", my teacher's book."

Eve took the initiative to pull out a book from the bookcase: "Mixing magic power with modern firearms is also a part of modern magic. It seems that the other party is also advancing with the times. Don't you understand?"

"There's nothing worth looking at. I can avoid that bullet in dozens of ways. The main one is that its outer layer is still the material of bullets commonly used by humans, and this material can't even break my bullet. skin."

Loki seemed dismissive: "To deal with that guy, finding a way to counter the curse is the most important thing."

Immortality for human beings is originally a curse, and individuals who are imposed by such a curse also have a powerful ability to curse others.There is always some connection or fate between the Servant and the Master. Loki has almost 1 reasons to believe that the half-dead breath on that guy's body and the hostess of the underworld, Ereshkigal, are connected through command spells. .

"Hey, I'm not very good at curse-related magic..."

Eve stroked her drooping hair with some annoyance: "If I knew it, I would have gone to the Cursing Department to take a class. That guy Lord Gigumarel did extend an olive branch to our classroom."

"You don't really think that the basic curse teaching for all magicians is effective for monsters that can be stitched back into seven or eight pieces, right?"

Loki showed a sneering expression: "The curse of the 'undead', do you want to solve it by sticking needles on the scarecrow or drawing a magic circle with mercury in the room and chanting words to the moon? This is really a wonderful idea, I I have to say, it's superb."

"...I didn't say I wanted to do it."

Mr. Caster's venomous tongue skill is really increasing day by day, Eve said helplessly: "I just want to take some isolation measures to prevent the other party from finding an anchor point that can target me... Oh my god, go and see the sand table."

In the sand table in the living room, there was a strange blue light.

Red represents the fluctuation of magic power, and white is the flowing veins.Facing the blue light spot, Loki asked: "...What does this mean? Another servant has been summoned? That's really long overdue. Two servants have already been killed."

"This is another form of magic power reaction... It has some origins with the 'modern magic' mentioned earlier."

Eve stretched her waist, as if she had recovered from her alert state: "Someone has floated up from the imaginary space. Technically, this method should be called imaginary submersion. Someone has come to New York, but from the level of magic power It’s almost the same level of weakness as my teacher. This kind of submersible is a very powerful large-scale technique, but generally speaking, it has nothing to do with the Holy Grail War. I’ll tell Strange tomorrow. Now, today’s work is over. It's over, I'm going to bed."

After skillfully washing up, Eve got into the blanket with only one head exposed, leaving half of the bed to look at Loki.

Loki suddenly felt a little headache: "..."

This guy should have been sleeping on the couch all the time.Damn it, fortunately, the life of an artificial human is fleeting, Odin, he was still laughing at Thor for falling in love with that atrium woman, but now he himself has shared a bed with an artificial human every day!

He put down the quilt, and the other half of the bed sank due to the weight: "I really hope that the dreams can't be connected together, I'm already tired of watching your barbecue parties."

Eve blinked, and put the blanket over her chin: "Then see you in Asgard, I mean the old you."

In the same day, many things can happen.

For example, Tony Stark has repeatedly improved his battle suits so that they can be launched directly from the building to where he is, allowing him to be armed as Iron Man anytime, anywhere.

Another example is in the temple in New York, as soon as Stephen Strange connected several calls, the Animsfia from the clock tower sent a warning, reminding him to monitor visitors from another world.

"You mean, travel across parallel worlds?"

Strange opened his eyes wide: "It's impossible, sir, even my incomplete second method can only monitor parallel worlds, and I want to travel through it to a completely different universe..."

"—Need to carry out imaginary submergence."

It was the voice of El-Melloi II on the phone: "It seems that the Atlas Institute in the parallel world and Animsfia have reached some kind of cooperation to complete this magic technique. And for some reason, They had to use this technology to come into our world."

Until he put down the phone, Stephen Strange still had a stern expression.He turned around, looked at the person standing behind him, and spread his hands: "This is all the information I know, and you have heard it too. So, can you tell me why you came? After all, you didn't Have you retreated to a certain rural town in England to take up an apprentice—the magician of thorns, Elias Eindsworth."

The face of the visitor was hidden under the huge horned skull. Elias spread his hands and said in a relaxed tone: "It is related to my disciple. There is a guy we have been chasing recently who fled to New York. You have not been very peaceful here recently. Although I have no interest in the Holy Grail War, the point of 'not letting that guy get the Holy Grail' should be in line with your goal."

In Hydra's base, Gilgamesh folded his arms and looked at his "Master". The magician who used despicable magic to summon him is now reaping the fruit of himself, tortured by a curse from nowhere No, the whole person was lying on the ground like a rag.The command spell on his arm has been used for two strokes. The first command was issued at the beginning of the summoning, in an attempt to make him obey any arrangement unconditionally; and the second stroke is to let him immediately release the force imposed on his body. curse.

"Excuse me, sir, even if you bless me with Command Seals, I can't lift the curse of the undead."

Gilgamesh showed a sly smile, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time: "And the other party can't be killed, I mean, even if I blast him into powder, the powder will still rebuild the human body. What's more By the time I find him, I'm afraid it will be too late for you."

"kill me--"

The magician lay on the floor in a distorted posture, howling.The pain caused by the curse is enough to make people irrational, and even appeal to death.Whoever did it, Gilgamesh thought it was awesome - he'd wanted to kill this guy for a long time.How dare to use the Holy Grail War to restrain a king, this is the delusion of human bastards.

The boy with the all-knowing and omnipotent star had expected this ending from the beginning. Archer's ability to act alone would allow him to be active for a period of time after the death of the master, and these times were enough for him.

Across the sea of ​​time and quantum, he had another chance to meet "that one", and maybe he could do something to help.

Long time no see, Lixiang.

"If you beg me, I mean, this attitude is not the attitude of a qualified supplicant, bastard. You know the right way, use the command spell, use the last stroke of the command spell to pray to me... ..."

Gilgamesh squatted on the ground, put one hand on the man's forehead, and urged happily.

"I order you with Command Seals to kill me—"

"my pleasure."

The last scene in the field of vision is the golden ripples covering the entire sky.

New York City, Queens.

The girl with an obvious oriental face was wearing a knee-length skirt, and pulled her companion in strange armor to hide in a corner where the camera could not monitor.

"Senior, the scheduled location has arrived, and the spatial position offset is within a safe range of one kilometer. During the recharging of the imaginary submarine system, the mana content in the air is slightly more than that in our world, but it is still within the safe range. From Judging from the magic response, a subspecies Holy Grail War is going on in New York today."

Fujimaru Tachika nodded: "Then in this world, there are fragments of Doctor Roman."