[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

for a moment.But soon he laughed weirdly again.

"It's great. It really lives up to its reputation. Do you have magician blood in your ancestors?"

The boy seems to be suddenly enveloped by a sense of superiority? p>

.Seeing the admiration in the man's eyes made him more proud? p>

"I heard from my father that my grandfather's grandfather is a great magister! The strange power passed down from generation to generation in our family, but...has been basically forgotten by the descendants. The magician blood flowing in my body, alas, there seems to be not much left gone."

In the end, the boy's smile became ashamed.But Caster smiled indifferently, like a kind elder forgiving a naughty child.

"It really is a very suitable material. You see, I can't guess wrong, there is a mysterious heritage called 'magic circuit' sleeping inside your body, something like the set of modern magicians... see the outside Those mediocre pedestrians? You are decidedly different from them—"

"Different? Where?"

"The power sealed up in the near future is destined to usher in the day of awakening, and by then, you will become a great magician!"

Caster stroked his well-shaped chin.Seeing his thumbs up immediately after, the orange-haired boy was very proud.

"Also, I can help you speed up the process of awakening."

"Hey?"

"There's a whole world out there waiting for you. There's a cup that grants any wish. Any wish that actually exists—endless wealth? Prominence? You can have it all. You can count on Qing's birthday, as long as you make a wish to it for eternity. If you want these, follow me."

The sweet voice gently came from the beautiful lips, caressing the young man softly. Caster smiled slightly, looking happy as if sharing the joy of victory with this boy.His voice is soft and charming.

"Let me lead you—to that world."

"Wow……"

Time unknowingly stopped.The resplendent chain swayed left and right, and at some point, the pocket watch returned to Caster's hand, showing a beautiful arc in the air. With a "snap", the watch cover popped open, revealing the white dial and black hands, and the ticking sound echoed in the boy's heart.

"Ah... so beautiful, so beautiful... I see a door—shall we go through it?"

The boy couldn't avoid the man's gaze, as if he saw a mirage, he continued his words without any doubt.

A magic circle emitting dark light automatically and quickly formed on the ground.The triangular lines drawn inside the circle were as black and dry as charred charcoal.

Probably smelling danger, Huamao jumped out of the boy's arms disobediently.After roaring in conflict, he walked away and disappeared without a trace.

The freckled boy didn't pay any attention to this, with a smile on his face as if he had found a favorite toy after losing it.When this expression appeared in the black light, Caster knew that his hypnosis and suggestion had succeeded.

Although it is a defective product that was temporarily rushed to the shelves, I had no choice but to endure it.Just like what the orange-haired boy said, his family should be descendants of fallen magicians. Although it is very weak, there is still some magic power in the boy's body, and his ability to resist magic is slightly stronger than that of ordinary people.But this level is not even considered a trainee magician.

It is not easy to find a more suitable person than this in a short period of time, so don't pick and choose.While comforting himself in his heart, Caster stretched out his hand to the boy.

"We're going to have a great time together."

"...Well, ah, yes. I think so too."

Caster smiled wickedly.Just like that, the two people, who didn't even know each other's names, became companions who seemed to have known each other for a long time, and walked out one after the other.

When walking some distance away from the crystal ball shop, Caster caught a glimpse of a young man in light gray out of the corner of his eye.

What caught his attention was the tireless shouting of the young man.Beneath the brown hair was a fairly ordinary face, and his hands were tightly grasping the corners of the man's clothes, who were dressed in the same way as the security officer. Servant's excellent hearing allowed Caster to hear the conversation clearly.Only one side.The security officer had already looked impatient, but the brown-haired young man continued to complain bitterly:

"Those people are all murderers! I saw it with my own eyes!—"

"Hey, have you said enough..."

"Catch them all and bring them to justice—"

Caster listened to it for a while before recalling it, with an evil and treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth.He rubbed his fingers together slightly.

The orange-haired boy stopped behind the caster, followed his eyes blankly and looked at the two of them... It wasn't until the body was burned that the surrounding people came back to their senses.blue flame.Amidst the screams of passers-by, the young man, Lai Site and the security officer, turned into two flames, and their bodies fell to the ground like autumn leaves, burning non-stop.

"Wow wow-!"

The sudden change in front of them terrified the crowd. Amidst the cries that rose and fell, Caster led the dumb-faced boy away.

***

Diarmuid looked straight at the magnificent big house in front of him with a steely face.

"This...this is...?"

Magnificent villas that look like behemoths rise from the ground as if boasting of their own presence.Sunlight is refracted when passing through the perimeter of the villa, reflecting on the almost invisible ultra-thin energy film.Under Caster's meticulous barrier protection, this mansion is no different from a fortress.

For an ordinary person with no knowledge of magic, looking in from the outside would be the same view as usual.But in fact, the sky inside the enchantment is a strange purple-red color, as if a whole sea of ​​wisteria flowers dotted the blue sky.

However, what made Diarmuid express emotion is by no means as simple as the color. Caster's enchantment seems to divide the world into two dimensions, and the magic power flow inside will not affect the outside at all.Outside the seemingly normal workshop, what really disturbed Diarmuid was the breath.

A strong breath of death rushed to the nostrils like a tide, and there was no need to search carefully for such a heavy breath of death.

The surrounding residents are completely unaware that their vitality, which is an important source of magic power absorbed by the caster, is being slowly plundered.

And this enchantment...

The cunning fox has cast a dispelling spell on it.Otherwise, it would be impossible to escape Heyamendi's perception.

Without the consent of the enchantment master, even an excellent spell-controller like Heyamendi would not be able to take half a step forward, let alone a servant like Diarmuid who looked like a huge crystal of magic power.Even in the state of a spirit body, the magic power of the heroic spirit still exists. If you want to sneak into this "temple"-level magic workshop without being noticed, except for the assassin who can cut off your own breath, the other servants are no matter what. Impossible.

"Well... this has become a base for casters to collect magic power. It's easy to defend but difficult to attack. It's not easy." Heyamendi pouted helplessly, and had to give high praise to the magician hero, "If ordinary people Knowing the truth, I’m afraid it would have caused panic.”

"This situation is really... I, Diarmuid Audi, swear by the honor of a knight, treat human life as nothing, and grind the lives of innocent people to powder. I will never let such a person go easily. Definitely Take off the caster's head and present it to you with both hands!"

29 The fifth night - breaking the strategy

The sky dyed purple looks like an oil painting in the spring evening.The wind has stopped, but the pungent gunpowder smoke remains in the air, unable to dissipate for a long time.

The space barrier under Heyamendi hides the real scene, providing convenience for the servant's decisive battle.

Caster felt an unexplained joy in his heart. After Assassin's description of the shallow battle, he was finally able to see with his own eyes how powerful this spear knight really is. Caster is a heroic spirit who fights purely by magic means, and the power of Lancer, who is famous for his physical skills, happens to be in stark contrast to it.

Caster's hand just shook slightly, and several light blue lights mixed with snowflakes shot out from the fingertips.

[High-speed Dragon Voice]'s reserved skills allow him to cast spells without chanting mantras.When it was about to hit Lancer's body, outside the mansion, the lawn laid neatly on the ground was lifted up like a farm field.Instinctively, Lancer dodged to the side, the blue light oppressed him, narrowly passing by. Caster began to shoot round after round of shotguns, and Lancer ran wildly along the road with all his strength.

He has raised his speed to the fastest, and while dodging the attack, he tried to close the distance with the caster little by little.

Caster quietly looked at the spearman who jumped up suddenly, his whole body turned into a blue beam of light.The impact force was so great that Lancer was amazed and hurriedly turned sideways, but he was still sent flying backward several meters with the gun.

"cough……"

Lancer let out a low growl, and the tip of the gun hit the ground.After stabilizing his footsteps, he roared and rushed over.

Caster was secretly surprised.Although the spell didn't completely hit but just passed by, it failed to seal Lancer's movements when it clearly caused damage to Lancer's body.That is ice magic that has the effect of slowing down the movement speed.