If the characters of the full moon were to be compared, Wilbur probably wouldn't even be ranked.
But if it was a competition of who was the weakest chicken when he was young, then Mr. Wilbur could be ranked at the top.
In this Fate/Apocrypha parallel world, because of Rhode's butterfly wings, it caused a huge hurricane in the original plot.
Mr. Wilbur was the one who was affected the most because Rhode had obstructed him from obtaining Alexander's holy relic. Thus, he could only use the holy relic of 'Queen Maeve' that he 'accidentally' obtained.
The so-called Queen Maeve was also the bitch with the nickname of 'Bitch Mave'. She liked to have sex with the heroes of history, and then steal their bloodline to create a huge army.
Maeve was by no means a weak heroic spirit. Contrary to her chaotic love history, she was quite powerful.
Not to mention the precious relic iron chariot that she had as a Rider, she even had the ability to create warriors with a drop of blood. With just a drop of blood, she could create a warrior with a hero's bloodline.
Each of these warriors with the blood of heroes had the strength of a Heroic Spirit. Although they did not have a Treasured Artifact and had an extremely high demand for their master's magic power, they were still a great help.
However, there were very few people who could control a Heroic Spirit like Maeve, and Wilbur was threatened to cancel the contract the first time he met her, thus losing control of Maeve.
Mr. Wilbur, who was in weakling mode, was actually threatened by the heroic spirit he had summoned. This was indeed a legend from the Holy Grail War.
And now, Mr. Wilbur, who had completely left the scene at the beginning, became the only master who survived the Holy Grail War. Although he was ridiculed by countless people and was almost killed by the magician of the Yusanjia family, he still crawled back to London alive.
The reason why it was London and not the Clocktower was because one of the participants of the Holy Grail War, the Aqipoludd family, wanted Mr. Wilbur. Wilbur, who had no choice but to hide in London, could not even guarantee three meals a day.
It was precisely because he was curled up in the dirty slums that Mr. Wilbur was not killed by the nobles of Aqipoluder, nor was he buried with poor Mr. Ken.
However, at this moment, an uninvited guest blocked the dirty wooden shed.
This was the slums of London. Dirty water and all kinds of garbage were scattered in every corner. Although it was already 1996 and London's planning was quite perfect, slums were everywhere in any city.
It was precisely because the nobles hated the disgusting air here and the even more disgusting residents that Wilbur was not discovered.
At this moment, Mr. Wilber, who was curled up in the shack, heard a crisp knocking on the door. He was shocked and his face turned pale.
Without a doubt, the villains here did not know how to knock on the door. Only the arrogant nobles would be so polite.
" Who…" The thin wooden board did not give Wilbur a sense of security. His hoarse voice was slightly weak. It was obvious that he had been hungry for a long time.
"The person who came to help you wants to take back the life of a magician? Wilbur Wilhelm."
His voice was slightly tender, and he was probably just a teenager, but his tone was dignified. In just a few words, he had raised Wilbur's expectations.
" You…can really do it…" Wilbur muttered as he involuntarily pushed open the door.
Immediately after, the scene that greeted his eyes stunned him. His entire body trembled continuously, and his face became paler and paler.
Those were corpses, one by one, one by one, piles of corpses. The residents of the slums had been reduced to pieces, and sticky blood flowed into the distance along the congested sewage ditch. The stench echoed in every corner, making Mr. Wilbur feel nauseous.
However, he could only stand rooted to the ground. He could not even escape or beg for mercy.
This was because the young man standing in front of him, who was about the same height as him, was operating a spell. Scarlet incantations and magic arrays surged on his fingertips, drawing beautiful patterns and controlling his actions.
4-ring Confusion Control System, Dominate Humans
This spell naturally came from the inheritance of the Arcanists in the Faerun World. It consumed two months of 'flux' that Rhode had accumulated to maximize its power.
Even Wilbur, who was hiding in the room, was controlled by Rhode's tactic. He couldn't help but walk to him and bend down, putting on a humble appearance.
"That's enough, Liuzhu." Rhode said softly with a mocking expression. Then, a graceful figure appeared behind him. Liu Zhu was still wearing a light gray gauze dress. However, although the gauze dress was stained with blood, it seemed to have become more beautiful and filled with a cruel sense of beauty.
The two bloody scythes shook gently, and the blood on them was peeled off by magic and collected into Liu Zhu's gauze dress.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wilbur. We are not bloodthirsty people.”Rhode stood among the corpses and said something that he didn't believe. "We need your ability, and I think you've seen the price of refusing. You're a smart person, so you should know what to do, right?”
"A cold and stinky corpse versus a fresh and luxurious life. I think everyone will make the right choice, right?”
The youth smiled faintly. His smile was so cruel that Wilbur's entire body trembled. He wanted to run, but he did not have the courage to take a step forward.
"Tell me your answer. Don't let my patience run out, Mr. Wilbur.”As he spoke, Rhode handed over a self-enforcement certificate. The terms were written in elegant handwriting, and they were even more harsh than a slave contract.
" I…" Wilbur didn't know what to do. He looked at the bloody corpses and thought about the consequences of refusing. He could only leave his name and his weak magic power on the self-compelling testimony.
" Very good. The contract is established." A smile bloomed on Rhode's face like a weasel who had just stolen a chicken. He waved his hand and teased. "Remove the 'set', Marian.”
In the next moment, mana fluctuations surged, and the miserable corpses turned into shadows. The sticky pools of blood also disappeared completely, and even the smell of blood in the air disappeared.
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?" Rhode teased.
Mr. Wilbur, who had been tricked, was dumbfounded. He could only stand there like a statue.
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