In the Holy Grail War, the most foul master was summoned in succession. He was walking alone in the dark forest. The killer who had been following him was not by his side. ()()()

The battle in this forest has ended. After all the actors who appeared on the stage dispersed, the forest no longer poses threat to him.

The berserker and his master remain in the castle, and the master and slaves remain in the magnificent and cold castle, waiting for the next enemy who overestimates himself.

The blonde boy named Kimura fully understood the idea of ​​the little loli master. They just had to wait in the castle and wipe out the last survivor of the war in one breath to win.

The only reason for Iriya to appear was that there was only one person from beginning to end, that is, the lucky boy who made Kimura jealous.

Iriya, who has mastered the strongest warrior of the Goddess, does not need to care about anything else, but Kimura cannot. He has to spend a long time collecting enough combat power to enter this war carefully after ten years of preparation.

Now Kimura walked into the forest, and for one of his combat effectiveness, he was ordered to stop Saber, and then he went to fighter forever.

Following the path that the runaway hurriedly crossed the dark forest, the master in a blonde white suit reached the glade in the forest illuminated by moonlight and saw the corpse of a servant lying on the ground.

There is no doubt that it was a corpse, with the internal organs in the chest exposed to the air, and the entire right hand fell from aside along with a small half of the right side of the body.

Compared to the huge opening, the hole on the left shoulder of the corpse, which was opened by a sharp blade, and the left hand that was frozen by a huge ice cube, was not worth mentioning at all.

There is not much blood on the ground. If the server is not a specific situation, it will not shed much blood, because blood is also a gathering of magic. A large amount of blood loss is meaningless to the server except for losing magic.

Kimura stopped beside the torso of the body and kicked his right foot unceremoniously.

"Get up and fighter, why are you pretending to be dead?"

The result was natural, and the corpse didn't move at all.

Kimura sighed, looked at Fighter's right hand that fell on the other side in disgust, frowned, walked over, picked up the broken limb from one hand, and carefully slapped it back onto the body. During this process, Kimura was very careful not to dirty his suit.

Looking at the huge blood-soaked crack of the corpse, Kimura struggled for a minute. () finally made up his mind to take off his suit, untied shirt, revealing his upper body with a clear muscle due to long-term exercise.

"Hell, this is a cumbersome job!"

Kimura muttered dissatisfiedly, pulled out a packet of bandages from the pocket of the suit, and wrapped the upper body of the body with the bandage like a rice dumpling.

Fighter's body did not have any stiffness after death, so Kimura easily pushed away the right hand of the body, bandaged a small piece of the chest cavity with the main body, and wrapped it in the hole on the left shoulder.

In order to facilitate work, Kimura had to help the body up, and the master's upper body and white trousers were inevitably stained with blood, which caused Kimura to curse.

“—”

After finally completing the job, Kimura gently pressed his right hand against the chest of the corpse and recited a spell.

As the spell was completed, the bandage wrapped around the corpse gradually lit up, and the white light spread from the bandage to the entire body.

Then, a soft, small white light flew out of the bandage, wandering around the broken body like a elves, and then returning to the bandage like completing the task.

After the light disappeared, the body still did not move. Kimura kicked it up in dissatisfaction.

"Get up quickly, I know you're not dead."

After kicking several times, the body finally moved. The fighter lying on the ground opened his mouth and coughed out several mouthfuls of black and clumpy blood.

"Cough, cough cough...huh, I finally came back to life-!"

Fighter let out a sigh of relief and laughed out loud.

"Stop pretending, my fighter is the best server with the best physique. As long as you don't die on the spot, you will definitely survive."

"Liar—! How could this happen? Look at me, I just cut my lungs into two pieces, but fortunately, the master performed the most powerful healing technique and I was able to resurrect!"

Fighter, who had just been resurrected and had a pale complexion due to excessive blood loss, had a shocked expression on his face, and he showed his miserable situation at that time, shook his head and did not believe the master's words. ()

"Hmph, if you die, the spell on my hand will disappear. () If it weren't for the lack of combat power in my subordinates, I'll let you lie here every day to pretend to be a corpse."

Kimura showed off the bar-shaped spell on his left elbow. The blood-colored spell composed of three strange patterns is like a tattoo, deeply in the blonde boy's skin.

"Oh-It turns out that something went wrong here. I wanted to pretend to be dead and scare you. I didn't expect you to have no pitiful expression at all. It's so boring!"

Fighter suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly as if he had learned a very powerful knowledge. At the end, he did not forget to complain.

"Get up if you have nothing to do, check how long it takes for your body to recover completely, and then tell me how you failed."

"Oh, it's so sad. I have to be busy with this and that because of this. My master is so ruthless."

Fighter sighed exaggeratedly, and while moving his left hand, he found that the left hand had fallen on the other side of the ground along with the huge frozen ice. He could only shake his empty elbows.

"Kimura, this... aren't you going to get it done in one go?"

"I don't have enough tools on my hands, I'll deal with it for you when I go back."

Kimura answered coldly.

"Oh, too..."

Fighter nodded understandingly, then stood up and sat up, but suddenly his face changed.

"...Huh, Kimura! When you treat me, did you pay attention to whether my bones are aligned?"

"It would be great if you can treat you. If you don't have aligned, I'll break up your bones and splice them again when I go back."

Kimura's mouth twitched, and his eyes widened and answered his servant's question viciously.

Fighter, seriously injured, quickly swung his right hand to express his surrender. He stood up with difficulty, walked to the open space, and found a thick and tilted tree trunk to lean on his body.

"How could this guy I summoned have such a temper? What was wrong?"

Kimura sighed helplessly, wondering if something went wrong with his summoning.

Fighter is the second server he summoned since killer.

Six years ago, Kimura successfully summoned the killer in one fell swoop. It can be said that he was proud and determined to summon the strongest server, so he chose the hero who was the most impressed and the most combat-powered in his memory. ()

——The world is a fragility that can be destroyed by just swinging a fist.

——The starry sky is just a distance that can be crossed by just one thought.

——Death is just a boundary that can be surpassed by moving forward.

No matter what, as long as you can summon a servant with one percent of its power, the Holy Grail will become a treasure in your pocket.

Therefore, he naturally ignored the price he had to pay.

After two years of careful preparation, he used all the best materials he had and provided the most magic power he could provide. He only summoned the twisted servant in front of him.

Because of the fact that he had beaten the enemy with only one fist when he was left, his Servant could easily have the ability to retain his abilities - a fearless body.

He also mastered the skill that has been practicing since childhood and can release most of his strength in his body to attack the enemy - Qigong wave.

The mixture of precious spiritual marrow and golden liquid allows the servant to inherit the power in the bloodline, and the treasure that can increase its full attribute ability - Saiya.

However, fighter's ability is nothing more than that. The powerful attacking treasure that can determine the outcome of the battle, and the destructive destructive power, fighter has no fighter.

After three years of transformation, Kimura concluded in despair that if his fighter is stronger, it would be better to summon a new servant again, at least not to worry about being ruined by him.

"Hey, I know that compared to my injuries, Master is most concerned about saber. Don't worry, the girl is not dead or injured."

The fighter, who was leaning against the tree trunk, leaned back and took a few breaths.

"Although I have seen female warriors, it is really cruel for such a good woman to appear on a cruel battlefield."

"Don't ask any extra things, fighter, you just need to explain how you were defeated. As far as I know, the three of them should not be your opponent."

"That's right. Although Saber has great swordsmanship, her injuries have not healed yet, and the other two masters are not warriors. If it weren't for your spell, I wouldn't even be interested in appearing. () - I didn't expect that I encountered that sword."

"What sword? How did it appear?"

Kimura asked calmly, as if she had expected this accident.

"Just when I knocked them down, Saber's master took out a sword, the golden sword belonging to Saber, which is Saber's real treasure. Kimura, you know her identity, that girl! Those who can hold that sword will be a unique hero in any era."

"You haven't told me the name of the sword yet. If Saber uses that sword, at least it will call out the real name of the sword. Don't tell me that as soon as she takes out the sword, you will surrender immediately."

The fighter's master asked curiously.

"There is no need to call the real name, because the sword is a unique existence in this world. No matter how dull we are, when we see the sword, we can know the meaning of the sword, because it is the sword of heavenly order."

"The Sword of Heavenly Determined Order? Isn't it the Sword of Chosen King?"

Kimura opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"Choose the king? You can also say that. Although you don't know how the sword is said to be, at least it has this function. Only when you truly experience this sword can you understand the meaning of this sword.

If the world is chaotic and disorderly and life is not at peace, hold this sword to determine the order of the world, and all things in the world will do their own ways, and good and evil in the world will be rewarded and punished. Those who hold this sword must be the king of the world."

Fighter leaning against the tree looked up at the sky through the bright moonlight in the forest, murmuring like chanting a mysterious prayer from ancient times, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, it's such a pity. This sword is just a derivative of the original Sword of Order. At most, it can plan the order of mortals, but cannot determine the laws of heaven and earth. I really want to see what the true Sword of Order of Heaven and Heaven would look like?"

Listening to fighter's magnificent description of the sword, Kimura looked dull and it took him a long time to squeeze out such a sentence.

"It's not that exaggerated. That sword is just King Arthur's sword in stone. Legend has it that the person who holds this sword is only the King of England."

"So I can survive. Although it is just a derivative of the Sword of Destiny Order, it does have the ability to end all chaos. It is an incredible miracle to have such a high degree of mystery in this world.

And I am able to live under this sword because I am not strong enough, but because I lowered my head to the order. After all, I am not an ungrateful person. Although I also love to fight, I have always lived in order safely, so it is normal to bow to it.

If the irrational berserker faced this sword, it would be a pity. It is very likely that all the chaotic attribute abilities on his body will be eliminated, leaving only the last little bit of remaining rationality. Then a big silly man turned out to be as crisp as glass, and he would die of seesaw as soon as he touched it. It was so interesting."

As he said that, fighter imagined the scene of a huge and terrifying black beast, but ended up in ashes with one sword, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Sure enough, it turns out that this is the reason, but if it is a sword that sets order, it is more worthy of being a king."

As if he understood a long-standing problem, Kimura's expression relaxed.

"If this sword is given to other kings' abilities, it can indeed become the best king-select sword, and those who can use this sword will definitely become kings. Kimura, do you think that girl is named Arthur?"

"Fighter, don't you know the legend of the sword in the stone? A sword inserted into a stone, the person who can pull out the sword was the King of Destiny of England. At that time, all the knights could not draw the sword. In the end, Arthur, who was still a knight attendant, pulled out the sword, and finally he became the King of England."

"This kind of sword is not something that anyone can use. If you want to become a king with this sword, you must have the enlightenment of the king and the sacrifice of the king can be recognized by the sword. My life is very simple, so I don't understand how complicated it is to become a king, but it is really a tragic thing to have such a girl be the king."

Fighter cursed his smile and sighed like a philosopher, making Kimura shook his head a little unaccustomed to it.

"But that guy's swordsmanship is really powerful. Although he has regressed a lot due to injury, I can imagine that she looks the most beautiful flower of the battlefield when she is the strongest."

Fighter's serious expression lasted only a few seconds before disappearing, and in a blink of an eye it turned into the excitement of meeting his favorite opponent.

"That's of course, she is my favorite saber. The cute and powerful perfect girl has always fascinated me by her."

Listening to fighter's description, Kimura seemed to see the cute and endless awe-inspiring girl standing firmly on the battlefield. He couldn't help but echo the fighter with longing.

"It took me a long time to get it done. That guy is so tenacious that I have repeatedly taken heavy moves. Although I am fighting, I am still sorry to her now."

"It is precisely because of this that Saber can become the best knight as a woman. Don't you think this is charming?"

Kimura was following Fighter's praise, as if he was the one who praised him, Fighter's master suddenly jumped up excitedly.

"...No, I remembered it, and there is one more thing wrong!"

"Hey, what else is wrong?"

"Saber has fought three consecutive games, and in the last game she also used treasures. She should be in a state of difficulty in activities. How long has she been fighting with you today?"

"It's not long, but her magic is enough for ordinary battles. In the end, she lost her magic power because she used the ability of a wind."

"Impossible, how could this happen? It's completely inconsistent with the plot, and her magic power consumes a lot of money, so it's impossible to recover immediately. And there's no time for her to replenish her demons today..."

The master, immersed in thinking, walked back and forth in the open space, completely forgot about the servant beside him. Suddenly, Kimura stopped suddenly, his face turned pale due to surprise, and then turned into a tiny blue color due to unstoppable anger.

"Is it... to replenish the demon?! Damn it! Shiro Umiya actually took action in advance! I absolutely can't forgive him. I want to kill him-! Can't wait any longer, fighter, get up immediately. I want to go back to the castle, and on the other hand, the secret hands are about to start moving."

After saying that, Kimura took out a cell phone without looking at fighter, dialing the number while turning around.

Fighter looked at Kimura's figure who was away, closed his mouth that was dazed because he heard the messy words. He tried to move his right hand, so he raised his right hand to scratch his scalp and said distressedly.

"What does it mean? Why do master always have some words that I can't understand at all... Forget it, the guy who has been wandering around is about to appear."

Fighter's sensitive ears heard Kimura talking to the other party from afar.

"Hey, hey, this is Kimura. Come back soon, there is a task..."

"Bang, boom-"

The sound opposite should be something falling, Fighter curiously splashed his ears.

"What's going on? Talk..."

It was strange that something went wrong. Kimuraki stood there and looked at the phone without any problems, and then put it in his ear.

"Get out of here, uncle--!"

The sound from the microphone was so loud that the fighter felt noisy from afar. Kimura was so excited that he almost threw away his phone with one hand.

"Ba"

The phone finally made a sound, and then turned into a busy sound. The sound was not like the other party hanged up, but more like the sound of the phone opposite being smashed to pieces.

Kimura looked at the cell phone in his hand for a while, and finally cursed with hatred.
Chapter completed!