The vial appeared from the suddenly distorted air and fell directly into the hands of the heroic spirit. It had gorgeous decoration, but its material could not be seen. It was unknown whether it was ceramic or glass. All that could be seen was that the surface was translucent and something was shaking inside.
liquid.
"Since it's child's play, let's play with them as if it were child's play. I don't need to take it seriously. Before an enemy worthy of being taken seriously appears, I will temporarily change my appearance." Wang said softly and opened the bottle.
build.
From what he said, this seems to be a treasure that can be used to change your appearance.
Just when the king was about to drink all the liquid in the bottle in his hand, the earth suddenly made a sound.
It's more like some kind of fate than a coincidence.
At this moment, everyone present, including the king, all looked up to the sky.
The earth-shaking roar came from a distance.
However, the sound was far more beautiful than the "roar", as if something divine like a huge angel or the earth itself was singing a lullaby.
At the same time, everyone also heard clearly that the sound was coming from a very distant forest located to the west of Snowfield.
Hearing the sound that ignored the laws of physics, Tini was inexplicably convinced of one thing: the sound seemed to indicate that something was born, and that thing was probably an invincible heroic spirit.
Wang stopped drinking the potion, and for the first time, his face, which seemed to be extremely contemptuous of everything in the world, showed other strong emotions. Assuming that someone present is an old acquaintance of his, they must be
I would also be surprised and think to myself, "It's so rare to see him show such an expression."
Although this "King of Kings" has an easily excited temper and is far from calm, no one may have seen such an expression on his face.
"This voice...could it be..." Wang was indeed very excited. What appeared in his eyes at this moment was not only surprise, anxiety, confusion, but even for some reason, he was moved.
"……is it you?"
Hearing Wang's low murmur beside her, Tini glanced at him doubtfully.
At that moment, she actually saw a look of wavering on the face of this king who was supposed to be the only one who respected himself.
But this wavering was short-lived.
Soon, the arrogance and majesty belonging to the king once again appeared on the king's face.
He stopped talking and just let out a high-pitched, passionate and excited laugh, which resounded through the sky.
After laughing for a while, the king grinned and said: "Hahahaha - such a thing can happen! Such a chance reunion should be praised as proof of my kingship!"
Tini was surprised to find that the king's face was full of joy and vitality at this moment, completely different from the boring look just now.
"You bastard little girl! Rejoice and be joyful! It seems that this battle deserves to be taken seriously by the king!" The golden king expressed his feelings directly, saying words that did not suit his style. "It is okay to continue the duel in the square in the past.
It's fun. But if that guy shows up as a berserker, or no, forget it, these things shouldn't be heard by the bastards."
As if unable to suppress his emotions and talking to himself, Wang looked very happy. He smiled and looked at the source of the roar, and said to Tini who was kneeling beside him: "Raise your head, Tini."
Although Tini was surprised when her name was called, she still obediently raised her head and looked at the king in front of her. Then, the vial that was in the king's hand just now was thrown into Tini's hand.
"This is the secret medicine for rejuvenation. At your age, you probably won't need it, but I don't need it now. Just accept it with gratitude."
Yes, this king originally thought this was a boring Holy Grail War, so he planned to use this secret medicine to rejuvenate his youth and participate in this game as a young man. After all, if he joins the battle in full glory, this game will
It would seem extremely boring.
"Huh? Ah...yes!" Tini's eyes widened, but she still accepted it gratefully.
The golden king glanced at her slightly and said in a majestic voice: "If you are willing to be my subject, then I will order you to do something."
As he spoke, he looked away.
Although the king no longer looked at Tini, Tini did not dare to act rude at all and still listened respectfully, because this would be the first piece of royal advice given to her by the ancient king in front of her.
"A young child should look like a young child. Before he understands the truth of all things, his eyes only need to shine with the light of my king."
Although this sentence is sarcastic, it is full of power.
Tini was slightly startled when she heard this.
She suspected that the king in front of her was not as tyrannical as the rumors, but perhaps a rare benevolent king. After all, how could a tyrant care about the growth of a young child?
The translation of Wang's words just now is probably, 'Children should behave like children. There is no need to show off, just be carefree and follow the footsteps of this king.'
Yes, she had already given up her feelings for the future of her clan.
But at this moment, her heart was slightly shaken by the king's words.
Unfortunately, perhaps because her relationship has been closed for a long time, Tini is still unable to let her eyes show the look that the king wants with just one sentence. She only lowered her head apologetically and replied: "I will try my best.
"
In this way, a group of servants and master are about to join the war.
They are the hero king Gilgamesh and the girl whose land was taken away from her.
They knew that this was a false Holy Grail War, but they still risked everything for the sake of self-fulfillment.
From this moment on, the king and the girl rule the world. Everything is just to rewrite the false war into the reality called "self".
The king's war has begun.
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Somewhere in London, England.
clock tower.
When most people hear this word, their first reaction is mostly to sightseeing spots in London. However, among magicians, this word has a completely different meaning. It is not only the headquarters of the association that manages many magicians, but also the highest authority for training young magicians.
School.
In short, the Clock Tower can be said to be the base camp of magicians, and its history is no less than that of the country itself. Many outstanding magicians have been cultivated here, and these magicians have created new history and gradually improved the reputation of the entire magic world.
style.
In the "highest institution of learning" that the Clock Tower is proud of, a slang word that is incompatible with the solemn school building suddenly exploded.
Immediately afterwards——
"You are really good. I have only one word to describe you: idiot!"
The first person to curse was a man in his thirties with long hair shawl. He was wearing a red coat and a yellow scarf hanging around his neck. He had an extremely unhappy look on his face and seemed to be lecturing the young man in front of him.
In contrast, the young man showed a desperate expression and made this erroneous response: "No! You can use at least two words to describe me!"
"Then it's just a fool and an idiot, nothing else." The man added another word, but it was all derogatory terms.
If there are people next to you, you may be confused: Does the key to the problem lie in one word or two words?
Although the man was already very unhappy, the young man still persisted: "But Professor, I really want to participate! I want to participate in the Holy Grail War that will be held in the United States no matter what!"
"You bastard, how dare you say that word openly in the corridor. It's not unfair to call you an idiot! I've had enough... Where did you learn about this? Although it is not important.
It's a secret, but it's not something a young boy like you should know!" The man called "Professor" by the young people looked around to see if anyone was around and pushed away the heads that kept coming close to him in disgust.
This man is a professor at the highest school for magicians, and is known as "Lord El-Melloi II". This does not seem to be his real name, but people who know him will call him this with respect.
At a young age, he is already recognized as the best teacher in the Clock Tower. The students he taught have all become outstanding magicians after graduation, and have performed extensively around the world and achieved countless feats.
Therefore, he is also highly respected by other magicians, and has been dubbed "Charming Professor", "Master V", "Big Ben☆London Star", "Magic Revealer" and many other titles.
However, the man himself did not have any decent achievements, but his disciples became the focus of the public one after another. This is probably why he always seems very irritable.
Sometimes even he couldn't help but joke that he might write a novel called "About me, a good-for-nothing, but all my students are monsters".
And the source of his irritation now was the student in front of him, the young man standing in front of him.
When El-Melloi II asked where he learned about the "Holy Grail War", the young man replied calmly: "Didn't the professor have a meeting with the association's cadres in the underground auditorium yesterday? That person named Langar is
A famous puppet master, right? This is my first time seeing him in person!"
Hearing the young man's words, El-Melloi II's already gloomy face seemed to be covered with another layer of frost. He tried his best to stay calm, stretched out his iron claws, and pinched the student's face: "For—"
—What—what—would you know about yesterday’s meeting?”
"I was just a little curious, so I eavesdropped..." the young man replied sheepishly.
"That was a top-secret report meeting! Do you know how many layers of barriers are set up in the auditorium?" El-Melloi II was speechless after hearing this.
Yes, the young man in front of me is such a monster.
Even he himself, faced with so many layers of barriers, would not be able to say "just eavesdropping" so lightly as this guy did, as if it seemed to be a very simple matter.
Faced with El-Melloi II's question, the young man looked away guiltily and continued to answer with an embarrassed smile: "I know I also understand what I did wrong, but I really care."
Seeing the young man in front of him trying to fool around with a smile, El-Melloi II clenched his fists and suppressed his irritability: "So you tried to blacken the entire room's barrier and succeeded?"
"Hey~" The young man stuck out his tongue and tried to muddle through.
"..." El-Melloi II suddenly fell silent.
This young man is not the only one who uses the term "network hacker" in magic topics. I also hear similar words from young students from time to time. In fact, his behavior has nothing to do with hacking or cracking. The word "black" means "black".
I passed through the barrier and listened to the meeting without anyone noticing."
Frat Escardes. He is a student of Lord El-Melloi II and the person who has stayed in El-Melloi's classroom the longest.
He has been studying with El-Melloi II since he was a boy, but for so many years, he has never been able to graduate from the Clock Tower.
If I had to use one word to describe him, it would probably be the word that the monarch cursed angrily.
If we were to use a slightly richer sentence to describe him, the most appropriate one would be "Although he possesses unfathomable magic skills and talents, he has lost an important part of being a magician somewhere."
He was born in the Mediterranean magician family Escaldes. He is the eldest son of the family. In the past, he was highly anticipated for his outstanding magic circuits and ability to control magic circuits. Unfortunately, in addition to magic, he also has many other abilities.
A dabbler personality suitable for becoming a magician.
This much-anticipated child prodigy originally studied under other professors. However, countless teachers were tortured by him until they had stomachaches. In the end, they said "I can only leave it to you" and entrusted him to El-Melloi II.
.
In the following years, he showed his talent in magic, constantly leaving other students behind. This was an achievement that other teachers could not achieve, and it also made Master V famous from the side.
However, his other problems also piled up so much that he has not been able to graduate from the Clock Tower so far.
In fact, it didn't matter if he just let him out, but El-Melloi II brought him responsibly to the present on the grounds that "we can't let him graduate halfway." And this time, El-Melloi II began to
I regret my original choice.
"Brilliant idiots are so troublesome..."
After getting angry, Master V's tone turned out to be as calm as an enlightened monk. But he still kept a straight face, slapped his hand hard on the student's shoulder, and said, "I can pretend that I didn't hear what you just said.
Please stop disturbing my peaceful life."
"I won't cause you any trouble. It's just...don't you need a prop to summon a hero? I don't know how to get that prop! If I go there with Napoleon's portrait, can I summon Napoleon? The emperor should be the most powerful
Be strong!"
"If I were the Heroic Spirit Napoleon, I would shoot you before signing the contract!" Although El-Melloi II wanted to flee the scene directly, he was worried about whether the students wanted to do something in the Holy Grail War.
So he asked again with some seriousness: "Frat, let me ask you, why do you want the Holy Grail? In my opinion, you don't look like a magician who pursues the roots of magic. Could it be that you want to
Are you graduating from here, or do you want to surprise me who has been reluctant to let you graduate?"