FATE: Target of Grand Master

The disheveled middle-aged man also saw Xia Yan and asked warily, "Who are you?"

Xia Yan didn't keep them in suspense and said directly, "Uncle, you were one of those people who were pulled into the Master selection space by BB, right? Me too."

After hearing Xia Yan's words, the disheveled middle-aged man's eyes became even more wary.

"So, you're also a Master? This time, we're going to fight each other?"

The slovenly old man's words made sense. Essentially, the relationship between Masters is one of competition. If you put two Masters who are in competition into the same world, anyone's first reaction would be to fight each other.

However, this makes it seem too obvious to place the two Masters so close together from the very beginning.

Based on the design of the previous Master Candidate Trials, BB would not reveal his true intentions so easily.

Just as the two were facing off, information boxes popped up in front of them at the same time.

[Master's Trial Begins]

Objective: Defeat Joan of Arc Alter

Jeanne Alter!

Xia Yan looked at the information in front of him, then at the surrounding brick and tile buildings, and immediately a guess came to his mind.

This is the First Singularity: The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon - Orleans!

To be honest, as the first official chapter of FGO's first chapter, this story and game difficulty are both quite average. Fujimaru Ritsuka, a new Master, plus Mash and the current world's Servants, could have easily handled it. There was absolutely no need to arrange two Masters.

After seeing the target, the disheveled middle-aged man cautiously asked Xia Yan, "You're not this Jeanne d'Arc Alter, are you?"

Xia Yan glanced at the older man; he didn't seem to be joking.

As expected, not all Masters have knowledge of the Type-Moon universe.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Xia Yan said, "My name is Xia Yan, not Jeanne d'Arc Alter. Jeanne d'Arc Alter is a Servant. It seems we have the same goal this time: to defeat Jeanne d'Arc Alter."

Seeing that Xia Yan seemed to know quite a bit, the slovenly uncle immediately asked, "Young man, you seem to know a lot. Could you share some with me? I'm still completely clueless about Masters and Servants."

"Master, he's lying."

Morgan, with her fairy eyes, immediately saw through the disheveled man's lies and used her telepathy to warn Xia Yan.

"Don't worry, I know," Xia Yan replied.

Even if someone manages to pass the Master Candidate Trial by sheer luck, the real pain will surely stimulate their will to survive.

Unless someone's completely out of their mind, a normal person would definitely brush up on the most basic related knowledge during these seven days, and would at least be clear about concepts like Master and Servant.

"Should we take care of him here?" Morgan asked.

"There's no need for that yet."

Xia Yan quickly stopped Morgan.

"This slovenly old man probably realized I knew something from my absolute certainty that Jeanne Alter was a Servant, and he's trying to extract information by feigning weakness. But he went a bit too far with his feigned weakness. We're on the same page this time, and fighting amongst ourselves before we've clarified the situation of this singularity isn't a wise choice."

After stopping Morgan, Xia Yan replied with a warm smile, "Uncle, haven't you been aware of the situation we're facing these past few days? Masters and Servants are the most basic of the basics."

I was initially thinking that since we share the same goal, we might be able to cooperate this time, after all, we haven't reached the point where it has to be a life-or-death struggle. But if you don't even understand this, I think there's no point in joining forces with you.

Seeing this, the disheveled middle-aged man immediately changed his tune, saying, "I do know a bit about the basics, but I'm not as quick to understand and absorb this kind of knowledge as you young people. I'm middle-aged and unemployed, and I have a wife and daughter to support, so I can only deliver food every day..."

"Uncle, stop."

Xia Yan suddenly gestured for the slovenly uncle to be quiet, and the uncle immediately shut his mouth.

Awoo!

Several roars and flapping wings, like the cry of a dragon, reached their ears.

Looking out the window of the building, Xia Yan saw several dragon-shaped magical beasts, each three or four meters tall, flying towards the building where Xia Yan and his companion were.

"What is this?"

The slovenly middle-aged man's worldview, built up over forty years, was once again shaken.

"A wyvern," Xia Yan replied. "It should be the magical beast we encounter most often in this singularity."

"You mean there are many more of these monsters?"

"Very likely."

Xia Yan didn't know what the situation was like in the Singularity, so he didn't give a definitive answer. But judging from the game's setting, the wyvern could be considered the hardest-working monster in the First Singularity.

That's how the meme "Wyverns are coming" came about, which also made players have no fear of wyverns, these monsters.

But games are games, and reality is reality.

When these large flying dragons actually appeared before his eyes, Xia Yan was still shocked.

He immediately concealed himself to avoid being discovered by the dragons.

But sometimes in life, the things you least want to happen are the things that happen most often.

These two-legged dragons circled twice above Xia Yan and his companion's heads before landing on the top of the building where they were.

With each movement of the wyvern, small pebbles would occasionally fall from above Xia Yan's head, causing a tremor.

Oh no, could it be that I've ended up in the lair of these wyverns?

Sighing inwardly at his bad luck, Xia Yan began to think about how to escape his predicament.

"Master, these few wyverns are nothing to me; I can take care of them in just a few seconds."

Morgan seemed to find it unbearable that his Master was still so subservient to a few wyverns, and was ready to strike at any moment.

"Morgan, I'm not questioning your abilities, it's just that there are outsiders here."

Morgan immediately understood Xia Yan's meaning: the slovenly old man and his never-before-seen servant were still there.

"Master, are you worried they might launch a sneak attack from behind?"

"The possibility of a sneak attack is unlikely. I just don't want to reveal your information too early. Since you understand the Master selection trial I'm facing, you should know that there are definitely other Masters who know everything about the Servants. Once the Servant's information is exposed, there is a risk of being targeted."

"Master, if that's what you're worried about, there's no need to be. With my magical talent, concealing my form and attack patterns is a piece of cake."

Xia Yan was taken aback. Oh right, how could he have forgotten that?

Although Morgan is a Berserker, she is essentially a fairy from Paradise with exceptional magical talent.

To put it bluntly, Morgan's magical talent surpasses that of almost all human magicians.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

With Xia Yan's permission, Morgan immediately deactivated his spirit form, grabbed Xia Yan, and leaped out of the window.