After a long silence, Jian Tong Yanye finally raised his head and stared at Luo Pei.
"You should have a purpose for telling me this, right?”
"That's right."
Rope nodded readily. "I can help you take back the Jiantong Sakura. Perhaps it will be a little difficult for me to deal with the Jiantong Visceral Inkstone with my own strength, but…"
He untied the black cloth wrapped around his left hand, revealing the scarlet command spell that symbolized Master.
"I've already summoned my Servant. With the powerful strength of the Heroic Spirit, we can easily achieve our goal.”
"Then what do I have to pay?”
Jiantong Yanye wasn't stupid. When someone helped you for no reason, then that person was either your father or had other motives.
Especially the magician.
"Help me." Rope said as he wrapped the black cloth around himself again. "In the name of 'Jiantong Yanye,' you will become my ally in the War of the Holy Grail.”
"Become your ally?"
Jiantong Yanye was stunned for a moment before he laughed at himself.
"Like you said, I'm just an ordinary person who doesn't even have a magic circuit. How can I participate in this magician's battle? Can you turn me into a magician?”
"I can't, but Jian Tong Zang Yan can.”
“……”
Jiantong Yanye fell silent. He was smart enough to quickly figure out the connection.
No one understood the evil of his magic better than him. Once the bug was implanted in his body, he would become the puppet of the dirty inkstone and could no longer go against the old magician's will. Even so, if Yan Ye could obtain the qualifications to become a magician, he would immediately receive the command spell as the blood of Jian Tong flowed through his body.
However, Yan Ye had to pay with his life. Even if Yan Ye did not die in this battle, he would only have a few years left to live if he were to nurture a Mark Worm in such a short time.
" Should I replace Sakura and become the Master of the Machiri family…"
"Ah, probably."
…This is also your original fate. Rope thought regretfully.
At the end of the day, he still admired this good uncle of his, but now he was constantly using words to attack his weaknesses and oppress him mentally and morally...
As expected, he was slowly changing…No, this was inevitable in the future. He had only made this decision a little earlier for the sake of self-victory!
"What's your answer?" Rope continued to pressure him. "If she continues to hesitate, that poor girl will probably be invaded by the bugs. You've committed such a crime that you're completely mutilated?"
"…I agree."
In the end, Yan Ye made up his mind.
He stood up and looked at Rope with a firm gaze. There was no sign of retreat in his eyes.
"As long as I can save Xiao Ying, I'm willing to take my life! Rope, I agree to your conditions! If you keep your promise, then I will assist you in this war in my personal capacity.”
"Very good."
Rope nodded and smiled.
" You should head back to Winter Wood City as soon as possible. If you go back early, you might be able to save Sakura from that old man. If you summon your Servant, you can regroup with me. My Servant is Lancer. You'll know how to find me when the time comes. As long as we make peace, we'll take action and kill that old fellow.”
Since he had achieved his goal, there was no point in staying any longer. Rope stood up and prepared to leave.
But halfway through, he stopped.
"Jiantong Yanye, I don't hate you, so don't die.”
With that, Rope ignored him and walked straight out.
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While Rope was busy preparing for the war, the holy relics that they needed finally arrived at the castle of Einz Belem in Germany.
"I didn't expect to really find this thing…"
Wei Gong Qiesi was also surprised by this.
It was the scabbard.
It was made of gold and decorated with dazzling blue glaze. Such luxurious equipment was not so much... Weapons were more like treasures like crowns and scepters that displayed the dignity of nobles. The engraving in the middle was a long-lost fairy language, proving that this scabbard was not a work of art made by human hands.
"…Why are there no flaws? Could this really be an unearthed cultural relic from 1,500 years ago?”Wei Gong Qiesi asked in confusion.
"This is just a treasure in itself. As a material, it would naturally be weathered, not to mention being a medium for summoning holy relics. This was a treasure in the field of magic.”
Alice respectfully took out the golden scabbard from the box with an inner lining and held it in her hand.
"Legend has it that this scabbard can heal the wielder just by wearing it. It could stop aging…Of course, the prerequisite was that its original owner provided it with magic power.”
"In other words, as long as the summoned heroic spirit uses it, this thing can also be used as a Master's treasure.”
"Probably." Alistair said uncertainly. "However, the prerequisite is that the owner of the treasure has to provide magic power.”
"Sigh…King Arthur…"
Emiya Qieti frowned and lit a cigarette in distress.
"Knight King, it doesn't sound like a match for me. Speaking of which, I wish it was Caster and Assassin this time…"
At this moment, a thin electronic sound rang out, which did not match the luxurious interior decoration of the Flame Tree.
On the thick ebony mission machine, there was a portable laptop placed casually. It was a wonderful combination like a sewing machine on an operating table.
It was rare to see a magician who didn't have any resistance to the use of such a machine. Qiesi was one of them. When he requested to set up a telephone line and a generator in the city, the old patriarch was like a sharp slap to the head.
"…Then, what is it?”
" The report from Winterwood City. The Magician from Clocktower is already there. I've sent people to keep an eye on them…"
Qiesi sat in front of the machine and started to operate the keyboard skillfully. There was a new email on the LCD screen.
Then, he frowned.
"What's wrong?" Alistair came over curiously.
"…This is bad."
After reading the email, Amiya Qietsu leaned back in his chair and took a deep puff of his cigarette.
"The head of Aqipolude, Ken. Aqipoluder was killed. His body was found under a bridge, and he was beheaded. And the skin on the back of his hand is gone…"
"Could it be!?" Alistair's eyes widened.
"Ah, this Holy Grail War is unexpectedly dangerous.”
Weigong Qiesi said in distress. "I didn't expect someone to fight for the Master slot before the war even started.”
"If that's the case…shouldn't it be beneficial for us?”
"Not at all."
Emiya Qietsu closed his laptop and said.
"Such a situation will only render the original information useless. Besides, no one knows who the guy who took the Kensi Command Curse is..."
It looked like it would be very difficult…
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