atypical time traveler

"Go! Follow me into the house!"

"Lord Li Ke!"

Matou Ying made her questioning voice, interrupting Li Ke's daily behavior.

Li Ke's life was quite relaxed and happy, but Xingyue's appointed savior, a certain red-haired boy beloved by human restraint, ushered in the biggest crisis in his life.

"The rice at home is gone."

Looking at the empty rice vat, the boy named Emiya Shirou was more messy than the girl named Artoria.

He turned his head and saw a scene that was almost like purgatory for a chef like him.

More than a dozen Arturias with different clothing colors and hair looked straight at him, and the bowls in front of them became empty.

Obviously, when he brought up the pot of rice just now and was about to make another pot, these girls ate all the rice he had cooked.

Seeing this scene, Emiya Shirou was very grateful for one thing from the bottom of his heart.

"Fortunately, the Holy Grail War only lasts until the first Sunday of next month, otherwise the house will be sold."

After thinking about this sentence, he sighed helplessly, and while signaling these girls named Arturia to be calm, he called the shop owner he knew to place an order and asked him to deliver a cart of rice and The ingredients are here.

After the phone call, he was relieved, but when he thought that he had to cook for so many people, he felt powerless.

But just as he was looking at the dishes that were about to be finished, and couldn't help feeling anxious, a voice suddenly appeared in his kitchen.

"Hmph, is this the level?!"

A white-haired young man in a red windbreaker appeared in front of Wei Gong Shirou. He skillfully picked up four plates with one hand, and then held a plate on his head. While coming out of the kitchen, he questioned Wei Gong. Miyashiro.

Emiya Shirou stared blankly at this man, feeling that he was very familiar with him, but immediately, his face changed drastically!

"Break into a private house! Are you a wanted criminal?"

He couldn't help but screamed, and the whole Wei Palace fell silent for a moment. Before the man in the red cloak could say anything, those Artorias who were waiting for the food showed more than a dozen handfuls shining with gold. A long sword of light.

This made Ying Ling Wei Gong, who wanted to ensure that his past self would not be finished, feel a kind of unspeakable...

resignedly.

"This world is outrageous."

He and a priest made such exclamations at the same time.

Kotomine Kirei looked at the bill in his hand, then at more than half of the list that still needed amnestics, and silently closed his mouth.

If nothing is done, the funds used by Fuyuki City to conceal the mystery and conceal the Holy Grail War will be exhausted before the Holy Grail War begins.

Well, at that time, not only can he not eat and drink mapo tofu with public funds, but he can't continue the Holy Grail War smoothly, so he ponders for a while, and decides to fool the landlord's silly daughter Tohsaka Rin, let her take the ancestor The house was sold to fill the hole.

As for where Rin Tosaka lived after selling the ancestral house?How to live?

Kotomine Kirei thought about it for a while, and then nodded reassuringly.

Rin's looks.

not bad.

Chapter 22 Contestants

But regardless of Tohsaka Rin, the other contestants in this world have also encountered the same thing.

"Then what, I'm sorry, because of a carelessness, I ruined your home..."

The tall and strong man looked at the ruined castle, looked at Ilya who was looking at him timidly, and those expressionless artificial humans.

"Well...it's fine."

Illya glanced at the collapsed castle with some fear. Ahadeon, that is, Grandpa, is now buried inside.And the instigator of all this is because of the heroic spirit in front of him.

Hercules, Archer, Archer.

"Sorry, sorry, but I was very careful not to hurt others."

Hercules looked at the frightened Illya, with a wry smile on his face.

Although it was not easy to use the archer's position, his curse was still there. When he saw someone bullying a child, he got angry accidentally, and when he came back to his senses, the castle had already collapsed.

You won't be hated by this kid.

Hercules, who was scratching his head, thought a little nervously, and showed a bright smile to Illya.

This made Illya hide behind Sierra a little scared, looking at her heroic spirit carefully.

"Sure enough, I'm hated!"

Hercules thought helplessly.

And at the airport, there was also a woman who was a little anxious, and it was almost the same as Hercules, because she was afraid that the people around her would hate her.

"Relax, Master, you summoned me, we will never allow you to suffer any harm."

The blue-haired young man leaned back on the chair very leisurely, and involuntarily wanted to reach out to the passing stewardess. Of course, when he stretched out his hand, the stewardess had no intention of resisting at all.

After all, the blue-haired young man looks very handsome, not to mention, there is also a fascinating mysterious temperament, which is very likable, so the flight attendant who has experienced many battles wants to play with this blue-haired young man.

Then the other party knows her depth, and she knows the other party's length.

However, the next moment, the hand of the blue-haired youth froze in place, because a woman with wine-red hair glanced here.

The meaning in those same bright red pupils was very clear.

Don't make trouble for me.

The blue-haired young man sighed helplessly, exchanged glances with a squinting strong man, and shook their heads helplessly.

Sure enough, he still hopes that this Holy Grail War will not be so troublesome, and that he will come alone.

In this way, he will be able to chat up cute girls of this era with his friends...

The meaning of the Holy Grail War is to enable them to fight, isn't that the only thing left? !If he can't talk to girls and fish, he won't be bothered to come to the Holy Grail War.

What a frustrating battle.

Cu Chulainn felt bored.

In the Middle East, in the home of an oil tycoon, the original bodyguards and servants have been completely replaced, replaced by a group of people wearing skull masks.

The magician who originally planned to summon Medea, now knelt on the ground in horror, looked at the skull masks that rang the bell and scattered feathers, and there was no sense of humor in his heart, only a feeling remained.

fear.

In fact, it was the same, because the greatest fear in the world came to him the next moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, quietly holding a big black sword.

He has always had an indifferent attitude towards the Holy Grail War, thinking that it was just a small-scale competition, but in order to prove that he is a magician or something, he participated in the competition.

As a magician, he took it for granted that magicians are the strongest, so he prepared the summoning token of Medea, the betrayed witch in Greek mythology.

However, before he could summon, his spirits were at his side.

then……

Then he was controlled.

"To absorb the lives of people who trust you for selfish desires, persecute believers, and help heretics invade the land of those who believe in you, it is unsightly... Hand over your head!"

The next moment, the magician's head fell to the ground, but before the head hit the ground, the magician's consciousness had already disappeared.

"Please, Grandpa."

After killing him, a hooded figure appeared in the manor. This figure was wearing a strange magic dress and carried a shield behind his back.

"It's okay."

The old man of the mountain nodded, and the tall figure stood there quietly, while the skeleton figure on one side carefully cut off the magician's arm with the command spell, and handed it to the hooded figure.

"Thank you, Baimao."

The boy put the severed hand to his hand, and now he used the unfamiliar magic trick very simply. The Command Seal on the severed hand was transferred to his hand in a fluctuating moment, and the Command Seal that existed in him Ingeniously fused together, it became a pair of stern red notches.

A hideous notch like hell flames.

Be sure to take the Holy Grail away!

This will save everyone...

The young man clenched his fists, and the figure of the man on the mountain slowly disappeared, while Hassan of Hundred Faces moved quickly, starting to search the house and start the private helicopter in the manor.

In the violent air waves rolled up by the helicopter, the boy's hood disappeared, revealing a young but vicissitudes and tired face.

And if Li Ke and Tohsaka Rin are here, you will find that this person's face is [-]% similar to Tohsaka Rin. If Tohsaka Rin is a male in a certain world, it is almost like this.

However, half of the boy's hair had turned white, showing a lack of vitality, and if a magician stood in front of the boy, he would marvel why the boy hadn't died yet.

His life was like a dying candle in the wind, with just the slightest fluctuation, this young man would die.

Strictly speaking, this boy's body is so bad that he would die if he breathed normally!The place where he should exist is the intensive care unit, or in formalin, and should never appear in the external environment.

However, this fragile life is so tenacious in the young man's body.

It didn't take long for all the people with skull masks to disappear, and the magician's private jet also disappeared inexplicably.

So far, all the contestants have appeared and rushed towards Fuyuki City.

However, Li Ke still had no real sense of danger.

"Well, so this is what you cook?"

Li Ke looked at the Greek style on one side of the table, the minimalist Babylonian style on the other side, and the Arabic style on the other side, so he couldn't help asking.

"um, yes."

Medusa nodded, of course she prepared Greek-style food, vegetable salad mixed with seafood sashimi, seafood risotto full of squid tendons, and a large piece of cheese, this is the food she prepared.

Although the content of seafood is higher, they all ate like this in that era.

"Why, do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Ishtar also nodded. In front of her was a barbecue and cake in a very casual style, without any bells and whistles at all. Except that the barbecue was baked on a gas stove, and the cake also had a burnt smell, it can be said that It is very in line with the food of her era.

"Sorry, I was wrong."