I Am Reaching The Pinnacle Of My Life In The Magic Card World

At the same time, two of the three royal families in Fuyuki City, the Tohsaka family and Matou, who were granted entry permission by the Dragon Group, summoned servants in violation of regulations under the authorization of Kotomine Kirei. The Holy Grail was filled with spiritual power to carry out the second and third rounds. Servant calls.

The newly built magic workshop of the Tosaka family looks old on the outside, but the main wooden structure is completely new.

"Silver and iron are the elements, the stone and the Grand Duke of the Contract are the foundation, and our sect's master Xiubai Oge is the ancestor. Use iron walls to block the coming wind, and seal the four doors..."

Rin Tosaka sang loudly while drawing the magic circle. The material used to draw the magic circle was not the blood of living sacrifices, but dissolved and liquid gems. She had waited for this day for too long, participated in the Holy Grail War for her deceased father, and won the Holy Grail. .

Fulfill the long-cherished wish of generations of Tosaka family ancestors and become the winner of the Holy Grail.

A large number of rubies were injected with expensive magic power, all kinds of golden lights, and the holy relic on the magic circle was a piece of dead wood.

A section of dead wood has lost all its vitality, and young buds grow on the withered trunk. The dead wood regains its vitality in spring.

This piece of wood has an extraordinary origin. The Clock Tower in London sent people thousands of miles away, and three batches of messengers were sent through the magician's exclusive channel to deliver it to Rin Tosaka.

A small section of the World Tree. The heroic spirit summoned by this section of tree is so powerful that its height cannot be imagined.

"The three-way road from the crown to the kingdom continues in an endless cycle."

The dead wood branches turned into hydrogen gas, the luminosity of the magic circle pried the shackles of fate, and the high-temperature concentrated heat source melted away the sacred relics of the ancient heroic spirits.

The green branches of the array flow like all things growing, and the green branches of willow branches poke out the stage of cross buds.

The blooming branches and leaves are composed entirely of green energy, and the entire magic workshop becomes a stage for ancient heroes.

The branches of the willow tree burst into growth, and the graceful willow tree hugged her. One of them playfully slapped Tohsaka Rin's buttocks.

The plump girl's buttocks are so elastic that they bounce a few times.

"Hmm~" The heat in her buttocks made Rin Tosaka rub her buttocks.

The branches have grown enough, and the coordinates for the arrival of the heroic spirit are spiritually constructed. The green light suddenly shines brightly, like a flower of the earth in full bloom.

This flower made of green willows is a heroic spirit that is neither male nor female, wearing a white jumpsuit and green hair hanging down to the waist.

Standing in the center of the magic circle, the heroic spirit's fair face looked around at the architectural styles that were different from the era he lived in.

Really, have I become a Servant? The green-haired humanoid hero laughed helplessly to himself.

One of the earliest gods, in the decay of human history, he should have wiped out the universe and the stars and turned into an insignificant speck of dust.

The entire ancient history of the country and its people disappeared, and I was summoned. It seemed that I had the power of the future to manifest myself in a certain period?

Which god will it be, the will of the world, the Holy Grail War, the Master and the Servants, seizing the Holy Grail and realizing wishes.

Oh, is that guy there too? Unexpected memories have been implanted in his brain.

The green-haired man also noticed the mysterious master tattooed on the back of his hand. The summoner was a magical girl.

"You are my Master." He asked the girl with twin tails.

Gazing at the new heroic spirit that had never appeared, Tohsaka Rin felt the unspeakable divine power from that body.

Class Lancer, the Clock Tower gave her a holy relic of great achievements.

Why was there no record of this person in her family's collection of books? That didn't matter much. Tohsaka Rin prioritized and got to know each other first.

Communicate between characters, reach a consensus first, and bring the intimacy between the master and the followers closer.

How to torture and destroy a child's innocence, "Are you the Master?"

Matou Sakura's face was a bit worse than her sister's, her facial features were broken and frightened, and she had already agreed to raise her tender arms with tattoos.

Matou Sakura's child died from excessive blood loss and failed to be rescued. What does he have to do with it?

The blond braided girl looked at the crawling earthworm-like insects, feeling a little disgusted in her heart. But she also looked at the Master of Seven Emotions and Six Desires who had lost a person like a doll, and she couldn't help but frown. This Master didn't look very smart.

After a lifetime of planning, loyalty becomes an empty dream. In this life, the old man cannot see through the human heart.

The purple-haired girl had no reaction and just stared at her blankly. The tattoo symbolizing the Master could not be hidden from her.

The unparalleled flame is burning, and the battle flag is the self-igniting flame of Rider.

At the same time, the Matou family insect warehouse.

Class Rider Heroic Spirit, one of the three major professions, the long-cherished wish of immortality will come true in this class, the immortality of the old.

Before the Fifth Holy Grail War, Matou Zouken died in the flames following his sins.

The long-standing backlog was engraved in the mind of the purple-haired girl. The purple-haired girl showed fear and fear, but she said weakly: "Rider, my name is Sakura."

Everything was too late, Matou Sakura had already left the insect warehouse, with an icy cold voice: "Ride."

"Goodbye, grandpa." Matou Sakura didn't even look at Matou Zouken.

"Sakura, you have disobeyed me." Matou Zangyan's eyes were dark and he couldn't believe it. The obedient purple-haired girl did something against his will.

Tohsaka died, but a good daughter was given to him.

"My great heroic spirit, Miss Sakura, please forgive me for the offence." Matou Zangyan went down to the bottom of the insect warehouse with his cane. The insects that had gathered on Matou Sakura moved away.

Unlike this purple-haired girl, who was so confused.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

A battle flag appeared silently in Rider's hand, and he threw it violently, penetrating through the fragile and thin body like a string of candied haws.

"Sakura, that's a nice name." Rider took off one of his gauntlets and held Matou Sakura's anxious fingers with his delicate hands.

As soon as Matou Zangyan got out of Sakura's body, he ordered the engraved insect to drain out the magic power and eat the tattooed spell on the back of his hand.

Another holy relic sent by people from the Clock Tower, the battle flag of the Cathedral of Our Lady of Orleans in France.

"Sakura, please don't be rude and respond to the heroic spirit quickly." Matou Zangyan scolded.

"Hey, wait, Sakura, wait." Matou Zangyan wanted to win over Sakura's mercy.

He actually summoned her out. The deceased Matou Zangyan who was watching the ceremony on the insect warehouse platform looked down at the descending heroic spirit with gloomy eyes.

Matou Zangyan's body was necrotic, and the blood flowing out was black and smelly.

The longer you live, the worse the stench will be.

Her Master had a rough childhood. Living in the shadow of such a twisted and perverted elder, the child's pure heart was polluted.

Is the source of fear the man on the top? The little old man with a hunched body on the platform, who is almost corpse. The unpleasant stench is like the smell of a piece of rotten wood. The dead rely on secret methods to stay alive.

Is it broken? She thought of a word. In the turbulent era, when half of the country was lost, there was light and hope in her eyes.

Burning the root of sin and evil, Matou's inkstone burned in the wind. Before he died, he looked at the insect warehouse like exploding fireworks and the screams of the insects.

Just an ordinary heroic spirit. With this heroic spirit here, he should enter the game personally. He only needs to graft the command spell and change the master. He will be the new master.

Pawn...

After sacrificing half of the bugs in the bug barn and praying a sacrificial verse, a sixteen-year-old blond girl appeared at the front of the purple-haired girl's servant formation.

The girl wears half-length braids, a decorative headgear on her forehead, and a new type of weapon that combines the armor and long skirt below the neck.