Uchiha is at it again!

"Can't find your way home? Do you need my help?"

The orange-haired young man bent over with his hands on his knees, like a harmless and enthusiastic big brother.

"Big brother, will you help me?"

Queyou looked up at the young man, the strong smell of blood permeating every place made him bend his eyes, and smiled gratefully at the young man: "Big brother, you are so kind."

What a pair of beautiful eyes.

Watching the prey walking into his trap step by step, the hunter's smile became more and more joyful.

The eyes like the starry night, if they are rendered with colors of fear, pain and disbelief, plus the flowing red embellishment, it will definitely become a very, very cool artwork.

Ah, I can't wait to start creating——

The smiling eyes suddenly lost focus, and the murderer's hands naturally hung down on his sides, and he stood up straight.

"I don't know much about the new world. I'm still worrying about what to do tonight. I didn't expect that there are kind people who are so enthusiastic and willing to help."

Que You retracted Sharingan: "Thank you, Big Brother Murderer. In order to express my gratitude, may I treat you to pork chop rice?"

It was the first time Uchiha Sparrow, who used Sharingan to invade other people's brains, erased the memories related to himself, and left a dark hand in this smart brain.

Like art and see humans as the best prey?

Then, when this murderer, who is more chilling than a ninja, finds a new prey, when he is full of excitement and prepares to create a new creation, he will have a headache because of the power entrenched in his brain. Crack passed out.

Waking up to find yourself in the police station, and the hunter who has been winning is accused by what he thinks is his prey. That dramatic scene must be very interesting.

Of course, he left more than that in his brain.

Enjoy it.

Sitting on a bench in the park, Queyou quickly digested a huge amount of information as he watched the young man's back stiffly walking away.

Throwing away the dolls made by her sister, 42 people have been killed, and the new prey is the useless memories of a family of four.

Japan, Toki City, 1990.

Thinking of the documents and summoning formations he saw in Ryunosuke Yusheng's memory, Queyou couldn't help the excitement and curiosity in his heart, gearing up to find a remote place to try.

Is it the devil's summoning array?

It's so fun, what does a demon look like?Does it really have horns on its head?Hey hey, itchy heart.

The already empty late-night campus just met Queyou's requirements.

"Let's try this first."

Queyou put aside the chalk he had picked up from the classroom, and took a step back to look at the complicated magic circle for summoning drawn on the basketball court.

"If you must use blood, you can only go to the deep mountains to see if you can hunt prey."

Don't think I'm using my own blood—but that's a lot of work, let's hope it works once in a while.

"Be full, be full, be full, be full, be full.

The cycle repeats itself, followed by five.

Of course, when it is full, it is an opportunity to be discarded.

Its base is silver and iron,

The foundation is the Grand Duke of the Covenant.

The wind comes from the sky and the wall separates it,

The door is open and the four sides are closed.

from the crown,

Cycle back and forth on the three-way road to the kingdom. "

In the sudden wind, the chakra in the body frantically gathered towards the back of the hand, and under the burning pain, strange red marks appeared on the back of the hand.

"Declaring—

Your body obeys my orders, and my life is with your sword.

In response to the call of the Holy Grail, if you are willing to obey this will and this principle, then respond!

hereby swear,

I wish to accomplish all good deeds in the world,

I wish to put an end to all evil deeds in the world,

You are the seven heavens surrounded by the three spirits of words, from the wheel of restraint, the guardian of the scales—"

It was obviously just a magic circle drawn with chalk that erupted with dazzling light, Queyou couldn't help raising his hand to cover his eyes.

The power in the surrounding air was instantly emptied, frantically gathering towards the center of the magic circle, and the icy wind made a distorted sound of piercing through the air in the basketball hall.

"Click."

There was a crisp sound of metal touching the ground, and the wind gradually dissipated. Queyou put down his right hand covering his eyes, and when he saw the 'demon' he summoned, his eyes widened in surprise.

"you--"

"Caster, Gilgamesh."

What appeared was his familiar but somewhat unfamiliar golden figure. The magician holding an ax condescendingly looked down at Uchiha Sparrow who was stunned in place, and the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc.

"...Oh, it's you, Uchiha Sparrow."

"..."

Queyou foolishly pointed at the 'devil' and then at himself, back and forth several times, his brain froze: "...???"

What about the said 'demon'? What about 'demons'?Why did he summon this king who is more 'devil' than 'devil'!

"There must be a limit to arrogance. To use such a simple magic circle to summon the king's arrival is really the same as before."

The snake-like red eyes glanced at the magic circle he was stepping on, and the king let out a disdainful snort: "Forget it, seeing your poor and miserable appearance now, I can't expect you to come up with a ceremony that satisfies the king. "

Poor, poor?

Que Yu puffed up his face.

What do you mean, in your eyes, it means that everyone else is poor except yourself!

"Look at your stupidity! It's outrageous!"

Gilgamesh scolded: "As a subject of the king—"

"Bah bah bah."

Queyou crossed his hips and interrupted Gilgamesh's words: "There is a limit to what you can say. How many times have I said it? I can't be your subject, it's impossible, it's impossible! I'm too old! Is your memory bad too?"

"Humph."

Gilgamesh squinted his eyes dangerously at the rude man who dared to interrupt the king's speech, and turned his head "tsk" in great displeasure.

"You actually rejected the king again! Again and again, you obviously managed Uruk for the king, so what's the matter with being the king's servant, this is clearly your honor..."

He whispered, but it didn't escape Queyou's ears.

In other words, Gilgamesh has no scruples about being heard.He put the mudstone slab and ax back into the King's Treasure, bent down to pick up the little new Master, and pinched the round face with his free hand maliciously.

"Let go."

Queyou's words were blurred when his face was pinched: "Stupid Jill."

"Are you ready for redemption? Summon this king here to participate in this boring game like a child competing for the ownership of a toy—no, no, you are also one of them, which is very good."

Suddenly remembering the troublesome ability of the child he was holding, Gilgamesh could imagine how interesting this Holy Grail War would be, and his eyes showed obvious pleasure: "This time the game is also a little bit interesting. Wake up, don't make me bored, Queyou."

"Okay, let's play together."

Breaking away Gilgamesh's hand, Queyou agreed, "But... what kind of game?"

"..."

Gilgamesh's expression froze, and he slowly looked at Queyou: "You don't know?"

"What do I know?"

"...Wait, then why did you summon me?"

"I saw a summoning array, so I tried it."

Queyou never mentioned the reason for the summoning.

"……call……"

Seeing Queyu's innocent face, Gilgamesh closed his eyes tightly, and took a deep breath: "...Uchiha Queyu."

"Eh?"

"You idiot!!"

somewhere.

"...No. 7 servant, the caster has appeared."