Chapter 1721: The carving is not good, don’t carve it next time
"The Matou family's house is quite big. Mr. Manlio, you can choose one to live in at will."
In the Matou residence, Matou Shinji and Matou Sakura are leading the way for the temporary new member of the Matou family, showing this ancestral student the place where he needs to live during this period.
"Yeah, Shinji and Sakura are both good kids."
Manrio is much taller than both Matou Shinji and Matou Sakura. He looks like a half-grown child. He always has a childish smile on his face. He talks and rubs Matou Shinji.
And Sakura Matou’s head.
Neither child disliked this feeling very much.
"Mr. Manlio, at what age were you summoned?"
Leading the way, Matou Shinji turned around and asked Manlio.
"Well, my appearance can indeed easily lead to misunderstanding."
Manlio was slightly startled, then lowered his head and looked at himself with a wry smile.
"Although I look like a half-year-old child and my voice sounds the same, I'm probably around thirty years old when I look like this, which is the peak of my skills."
"I stayed like this for most of my life before I got old, so Mr. Manlio is an adult."
Manlio said seriously.
"If this house were vacant, I would live in this one."
Back to business, Manlio pointed to a bedroom on the third floor of Matou House, next to Matou Kariya.
"Although I am not a powerful Servant, I still have some extravagant hopes for that Holy Grail."
The Matou family's primary goal in participating in the Holy Grail War is to summon their ancestor Lawrence and understand the secrets of his ancestor, but this is not the only purpose.
Ancestors must be summoned, and the Holy Grail War must be fought.
But win.
This question is not so polite.
Of course, the most critical issue is that judging from the intensity of the Holy Grail War, the servants summoned by the Matou family in previous Holy Grail Wars are without exception casters, and they are all casters who are not very strong. This time Man
The same goes for Leo.
So if you want to win, you can't say there is no hope, but it is extremely slim.
But even if it’s a long shot, we still have to fight.
No one has many wishes that they want the Holy Grail to help realize.
If there is no wish, the Master will not be the Master, and the Servants will not appear from the summoning circle.
"Is there dinner later? I will go over and chat with Master about the teacher."
Manlio waved to the two children and sighed.
Teacher?
"Now that the scenic spot has been closed, we probably won't be able to go in."
Parking the car on the side of the road, Kotomine Kirei locked the car, got out, and stood with Zuo Cun, looking at the scenic spot together.
Zuo Cun's current mood is a bit numb and speechless.
A house was built at the place where he jumped off the cliff, and a plaque was hung on it. There was even a statue of himself at the door, and a tablet recording his life.
This statue doesn't look like it at all.
"I can see that you are respected."
Kotomine Kirei looked at the statue of Samura that looked nothing like Samura and gave his approval.
". My hard work all this time is not to gain respect. To be honest, I want to throw this statue down from here."
Kotomine Kirei shrugged.
That's fine with him, but
"If you throw the statue down, you will be arrested. Although I believe you can escape, it will be very troublesome for me."
"Why do I have to be arrested for throwing my own statue?" Anno Zuomura had a sad expression on his face, and then sighed.
"Forget it, I'll take a look and come back. Master, just wait for me here."
Shaking his head, Zuo Cun took a step forward and murmured: "That guy Lawrence should really teach these sculptors what sculpture is."
As he said this, Zuocun suddenly jumped up while walking.
call out--
In Kotomine Kirei's slightly surprised eyes, Samura almost soared into the sky, jumping dozens of meters into the sky in an instant. Under the cover of the dark night, he was like a shadow crossing the sky.
"Is this the Eagle of Restoration? The rumors that it can fly turned out to be not false."
Looking up at Samura hidden in the night, Kotomine Kirei couldn't help but sigh.
Zuocun, on the other hand, has already fallen to the ground.
He accurately landed next to his "relic".
"These boring people didn't build a house on top of this place. In other words, building a house on a cliff is unreasonable, right?"
As he said that, he had already seen the three swords stuck on the rock on the edge of the cliff.
"Hehe."
"Pheasant Feather."
"鸩翩."
How many years has passed?
It's been over a hundred years.
This sword and a dagger are still standing on the edge of the cliff, just like when I inserted them.
Zuo Cun had no intention of pulling out these three swords.
The moment he saw the house outside, he already understood that these three swords no longer belonged to him, but belonged to this place.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I inserted you here with my own hands, and then pulling it out would be a bit confusing."
He stood up gracefully and said with a smile.
His upright posture was the same as before.
Leaving the side of the three swords and climbing over the fence used to protect tourists from falling off the cliff, Zuocun - once again, stood in this position.
Wow - boom!!!
As usual, the salty sea breeze was blowing strongly, and the huge waves were still sweeping over the rock wall, just like-as usual!
It's just that this time, Zuo Cun won't jump again.
"Change."
Standing here, Samura laughed to himself, turned around, jumped up high, and landed next to Kotomine Kirei.
"You finished it in such a short time? There are a lot of things on display in this museum."
Looking at Samura who was about to leave and return, Kotomine Kirei asked expressionlessly.
"After reading it, I just need to look at the things left outside. Those things inside are all evaluations of my life. There is no need to watch them. My life does not need other people's evaluation."
Zuo Cun was wearing a somewhat trendy sweatshirt. He bought it himself and it was quite comfortable to wear. He looked up at the stars and said this.
Then, he remembered something again, turned around, and took a look at the statue standing there, which looked nothing like it at all.
After pondering for a moment, he nodded.
"I really want to throw this thing away."
After saying these words, Zuo Cun did not pause, walked to the side of the statue, uprooted the entire statue, jumped up again, jumped to the place where he jumped from the cliff, and threw the statue directly.
After clapping his hands, Zuocun jumped back again.
After jumping back, he pulled out the pheasant feathers from his waist and thought for a moment.
Then just like that, he wrote two lines of words on the ground with the blade of his sword.
[If the carving is not good, don’t carve it next time.]
After finishing writing, he turned around and left.