The Warrior of Love

But now another problem presented itself to her: her suitcase seemed to have been damaged by the battle, and the things inside were scattered all over the floor.

"Ugh……"

Just as Joan of Arc was struggling to pack her luggage, a familiar scent entered her perception, making her alert again.

"you……"

"Ah, I'm not here to fight this time."

The person who came turned out to be Sakata Kintoki!

This muscular berserker with gold chains all over his body now seems a little hesitant.

"Um, I, uh... I'm sorry for breaking your suitcase."

"Ugh?"

"If you don't mind, I'll help you pick it up."

"Then...thank you?"

At this moment, another flash of light appeared, and the tall black Saber returned to the scene.

After glancing at Gintoki, Siegfried focused his attention on Jeanne, making the Saint Girl a little nervous.

Could it be that the black master was so angry after being rejected that he asked Saber to kill him?

As a result, after just a moment's pause, the famous dragon-slaying hero Siegfried actually bowed his head to Joan of Arc and spoke the first words since the war began with apologetic tone.

"I'm so sorry for damaging your luggage!"

Jeanne: “…”

"If you don't mind, I'll help you pick it up."

Jeanne: “…”

Jin Shi: “…”

Didn't you two really make an appointment?

By the way, they all look so fierce, but the contrast between their personality and appearance is too big!

The saintly girl of France was in a trance for a moment, and only calmed down after she gathered herself.

"Well, you two...are really nice people."

Besides that, she really didn't know what to say.

As for what happened afterwards, when Kintoki picked up a piece of cloth, his face turned red and he shouted loudly, "Shameless" and "How could this be?"

——That’s another matter.

Chapter 418: The killer hides in the night

Tick, tick...

Blood and sweat mixed together, slowly slid down the skin along the contours of the body, and finally dripped onto the ground.

Tick, tick...

The red liquid mixed with dust and became extremely turbid. It soon seeped completely into the bricks and stones, leaving only dark brown, almost black stains.

Tick, tick...

When the bricks, stones and soil had no time to absorb the blood, they filled up the rough and bumpy ground and even overflowed.

Tick, tick...

The blood was draining out of his body bit by bit. Although he could clearly feel his body getting colder and colder, the man didn't even have the strength to tremble.

Due to severe blood loss, he began to feel dazed. It seemed that countless mosquitoes of all sizes appeared in his field of vision, making it difficult for him to see anything. His hands and feet were cold and numb, and he had completely lost consciousness. He had to use all his strength to breathe, but even so, the feeling of suffocation still lingered.

"Haha...you still don't want to say anything? You're obviously going to die."

A vague petite outline appeared in the turbid vision, and a tender and pleasant childish voice came to his ears, but to the man, it didn't sound cute at all, but terrifying. If his hands and feet hadn't been tied up and unable to move, he would have definitely fled here frantically.

However, he had no power or means to resist the other party.

The tendons in his hands and feet were severed, and his body had several wounds that "could continue to bleed for a long time", but they did not kill him. Instead, the severity of his injuries was maintained at a delicate standard, allowing him to feel the slow approach of death and prevent him from falling into darkness all at once.

Sometimes, if the wound does not meet the standard, it will even be sewn up, and then a new one will be cut to satisfy the other party...

If he could die, the man would have chosen to commit suicide long ago. However, in front of this demon, he was not even qualified to commit suicide.

In fact, men don't mind betraying their family if they can survive in peace.

But he couldn't answer the devil's questions. He was not an important figure in the family and had no access to any valuable information, which meant he was not even qualified to surrender.

Moreover, he felt that even if he could give the other party important information, the other party would probably not let him go.

Because this demon is not "torturing" at all, and its cruel behavior is not for any benefit or gain, it is just out of "interest", which is far beyond the scope of "torture and forced confession".

No matter what he said or did, even if he betrayed without hesitation and begged the other party humbly, the final outcome would surely be a miserable death!

"He's not talking anymore, Mom...well, let's kill him."

The sweet and naive childish voice sounded again. It clearly sounded like a little girl acting coquettishly to her mother, but it meant death and despair.

The man no longer had the strength to struggle or shout, and could only watch as the bandaged hand reached out to his chest...

"puff!"

The beating heart left the body it originally resided in with such skill and naturalness, just like a surgeon with decades of experience in operating.

However, judging from the nature of this matter, it is more like a forensic doctor than a surgeon...

Glancing at the male magician who had completely become a hollow shell, the silver-haired little girl with two shallow scars on her face shook her head, pouting and looking unhappy.

"Hmm... I didn't get anything out of you again."

"Could it be that the person I found is not a good one?"

A gentle female voice sounded in the room, and said with a smile: "Jack's torture technique is so powerful, I don't think he is hiding anything. Maybe he just really doesn't know anything."

"But if we go deeper and encounter other Servants... it will be very dangerous for Mom."

The little girl thought about it for a while before her eyes lit up.

"Yes, it will be fine if Jack goes by himself. No one can catch Jack, and no one can hurt Mom!"

The female voice sounded again, but with a hint of worry: "But there is a possibility of encountering other Servants. Although I am not a magician and do not understand this knowledge, I also know that this is very dangerous.

I don't want little Jack to get hurt... Just like this, by constantly hunting for hearts, you can live, right? Then I don't care if I don't want the Holy Grail."

"No, without the Holy Grail, the Servants cannot survive."

The little girl shook her head again: "Jack will never see his mother again."

"Then there's no way……"

The woman sighed, but quickly composed herself and a gentle smile like that of the Madonna appeared on her face.

"But before you leave, Jack, you have to eat well. You may be tired of eating raw food all the time. Mom will help you cook."

-

“This is the fifth one.”

Coles looked at the male corpse tied to the chair with a pale face. The air was filled with a faint stench of corpse and a strong smell of blood, which almost made the young magician vomit.

But Coles managed to control himself and didn't make a fool of himself, otherwise he would have been laughed at by the person who followed him for a whole year.

"It seems that guy has become addicted. I can't stand it. How many people does he have to kill before he is willing to stop?"

"Once this kind of thing starts, it cannot be stopped until your own body is destroyed."

The person who spoke was a mature woman with a beautiful face and a hot body. She was wearing clothes similar to the style of Koles, proving that she was also from the Thousand World Tree Clan.

——Celenique o Esk o Thousand Worlds Tree.

Born into a family of black magic, he possesses considerable talent. Although he is not as good as Colles' sister Fiore, he is also an extremely rare and excellent magician within the Thousand Worlds Tree.

This time, Colles and Celeniko are assigned to investigate the mysterious death of the family magician.

Unlike the last time they were attacked by the Red Army, the bodies that appeared then were simply "killed". The injuries looked horrific, but most of them were killed in one blow, so there wouldn't be too much pain.

But this time it was different. Five consecutive magicians from the Thousand World Tree Clan died after being tortured in various ways and lost their hearts.

"This method of committing the crime... Although the deceased was not a female, it is basically confirmed."

Celenico showed an expression that was hard to tell whether it was disgust or fear.

“Uncle Danic is right. Our Assassin, the Servant summoned by Sagara, should be the urban legend of London, England: Jack the Ripper.

But Sagara has lost contact, most likely... The worst thing is, now our Assassins are hunting us!"

Chapter 419: Let's light the signal fire

"Assassin betrayed? Such bad news."

Danic, who was standing next to the throne, was in a good mood when he heard Colles' report and suddenly became unhappy.

"I originally thought that although Sagara Houma was not a particularly outstanding talent, he could still shoulder the responsibility of being a master. However, it seems that I was wrong.

Damn, incompetent guy! He couldn't even control a mere assassin, and ended up being killed by his own servants."

As the leader of the Thousand World Tree Clan in the black camp, Danik initially had full confidence in this war.

Although the assassins from the Magic Association disrupted his original plan, the Holy Grail was still in his hands. He had an absolute home advantage and his chances of winning were much higher than those of the Red Side.

But what he didn't expect was that despite the short time, the Magic Association, which was always full of bureaucracy, reacted unusually quickly this time. Not only did it gradually organize a team of masters at the fastest speed, it also took out high-quality relics and summoned a lineup of servants that was not inferior to that of the Thousand World Tree clan.

The Heroic Spirits that have appeared on the red side now: Mordred, Achilles, Atalanta, and Sakata Gintoki, each of them is a first-rate servant, and the other three who have not yet appeared must not be much worse.

On the other hand, although the black camp's overall strength is not weaker than the opponent, the quality of its servants is uneven, and only the top three are truly worth boasting about.

Other than that, even Bradamante can only be on par with the Red Servants, especially the Berserker and the Assassin... and now the Assassin has rebelled!

This made Danic unhappy no matter what. After all, the reason why there was such a big gap between the black servants was, to a certain extent, the result of his deliberate suppression in the beginning. Otherwise, with the financial resources of the Thousand Worlds Tree, it could have prepared better relics.

But this couldn't be blamed on him. After all, he had never expected that a Holy Grail War that was resolved within the family would turn into a Holy Grail War involving fifteen Servants...

Of course, the black camp is still very strong now, and Danik's confidence has not been shaken.

The Holy Grail has been obtained, and the family fortress has been reinforced to the greatest extent. The three knights of sword, spear, and bow are undoubtedly the top combat forces, not inferior to or even better than the other.

Although we lost an assassin, this small problem will be solved naturally as long as we win on the front battlefield.

Well, no problem, we, the Thousand Worlds Tree, have a huge advantage!

"Don't worry, everyone. Jack the Ripper is just a weak phantom-level Servant. He has no ability to fight against heroes head-on. The fact that he has only dared to attack ordinary magicians is the best proof of this.

Considering its legend, women may be targeted, so we need to be careful. But he is not capable of invading our fortress and poses no substantial threat to us. "

"Yes, yes!"

Siegfried's Master Gold agreed: "Let's put aside the assassins for now. The most important thing is to deal with the guys sent by the Magic Association!"

"Just hold on."

Celene is the master of Rider Bradamante, and now the White Feather Knight is following behind her to protect her.

"Anyway, the Holy Grail is in our hands. They are the ones who are anxious. We just need to keep strengthening our defenses and strike back at them when they attack."

If it is really as she said, this war can almost be said to be a victory for the Thousand Worlds Tree.

They have a great commander and king of Romania - Vlad III!

There is also the strongest archer in mythology, Hercules, who is undoubtedly the first hero of Greece!

If these two people work together to defend the city, no servant will be able to break through the blockade and reach the fortress, and they will even be wiped out halfway!

"Selene is right. Victory is already in our hands."

Danic confidently said to all the masters and servants: "This fortress will never be captured, and the enemy has no means of attacking!"

However, at this moment, Vlad III, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and Jiang Liu, who had been in a distracted state, also froze slightly, as if he was listening to something.

"Oh, it's finally here."

The Black Lancer said in a low voice with a hint of pleasure: "Unlike last time, this time we are attacking openly and honestly."

"Perhaps it's too open and aboveboard." Jiang Liu continued, "This is not something that can be caused by the actions of just a few people."