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"Tsubaki's Servant is probably the embodiment of some concept.

I believe that the lungs, a product born out of concepts such as death, nothingness, or disease, were intentionally given personality.

It can be considered a kind of folk magic that transforms invisible phenomena into conscious existence, giving them form, and addressing them from a spiritual perspective...

However, considering the power of that Servant, I think it may have originally been a widely known existence throughout the world. A careful investigation should be able to accurately analyze its true form.

But I've already withdrawn from the Holy Grail War, and now I just want to live a peaceful life with my daughter. I don't have the time for that kind of thing."

Chapter 639: There is no medicine for regret in the world [Please subscribe! Please give flowers! ]

Xier listened to Xihe Yanqiu's clear and logical explanation.

For a moment, she felt a little dizzy.

It's not that he couldn't understand these magic theories, but he was surprised that Yuzuru Nigaoka still revealed all the hints in his body.

Xiel had reason to believe.

Even if she hadn't asked the question, if another ordinary person had asked it, they would probably have gotten the same answer.

Whether it's the concealment of magic or the true face of the Servant.

None of this is hinted at.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that the opponent's servant set a trap for himself and did this in order to deceive himself.

But, even if it is deceiving people.

This is a bit too detailed.

People like Xier, who travel around the world hunting down assassins, can easily give hints to thousands of people.

She was very sure that Yuzuru Uchiha was not lying.

As Xiel continued to ask a few more in-depth questions, she finally understood the type of hint.

Even if she asked Niyaoki Yuzuru whether he had ever thought about leaving the barrier and whether he had ever suspected that he was being mentally controlled.

In the end, all he answered was—

"Go out? Why? With such a lovely Xiaochun at home, how can I, as a father, leave her?"

"I'm being mind-controlled? Yes, 287, of course I know that... But even if I'm being mind-controlled, what's the problem?"

"As expected, it's best to stay home and accompany Xiaochun."

There was a slightly stiff smile on Yuzuru Nichiya's face.

There was no life in his eyes.

——The Pale Knight did not act for the Holy Grail War from the beginning. It has always had only one goal.

——It is centered on the Qiuchun tree.

For a moment, Xier felt that it was difficult to deal with, and then she began to use this as a starting point to try to find a way to break the barrier.

Maybe we can find a loophole with the help of Niqiu Xihe.

So, she tried to tell Xiaochun that some people in the outside world wanted to harm her.

Hearing this, Yuzuru Nigaoka.

In an instant, a hint of darkness appeared on that dull face.

"That's incredible... Thank you for telling me this. However, Tsubaki's Servant seems to have become increasingly solid. I believe it will be able to completely protect Tsubaki until the end."

"...Solid as a rock?"

"Indeed. Just as you reminded me a little while ago—it has already sent out its most outstanding guard dogs."

Just as Niqiu Xihe was speaking.

Xiel sensed a terrifying fluctuation of magical power, and the female assassin appeared beside her.

Elquet squinted his eyes and looked towards the residence of the Michioka family.

I saw a giant dog appear there.

Many times when they were playing in the Star Abyss Valley, Moran would often release this dog beast to keep her company.

To this day, she still reminisces about that time.

The only difference is that this demon dog, dyed with pitch-black flames, exudes an overly strong breath of death.

It seemed as if it was really a divine beast that walked out of the underworld.

If Richard and others or the police team were here.

Then they will definitely exclaim in surprise.

Because the three-headed dog of hell originally summoned by Alcides was only about the size of a giant elephant.

And now it is in front of Xier and others.

Yet it grew to the size of a private residence.

If it could blow the roof off in one blow, no one would take it as a joke.

The only thing to be thankful for is.

This huge three-headed hellhound did not regard Xier and others as enemies. Its blazing eyes were staring towards the city center.

Snowfield, Kurtzman Special Correctional Center.

"It disappeared... That's all I can say."

Fadius, who was staying in the special surveillance facility, sighed.

He receives reports through informants.

The heroic spirits who were originally engaged in the chaotic battle disappeared the moment the black fog hit.

(bdai) Only the devastated battlefield was left.

And that strange black fog.

Now even the police station has surrounded the scene, and they are using their connections to investigate the hospital.

Even the Church and the people of Britain disappeared.

It is also unclear whether they died.

"As for the damage to the main road, it was a chain reaction caused by the previous desert pipeline accident, which caused the underground natural gas pipeline to explode... Let's deal with it in this way.

The natural gas company is a bit pitiful...but, after all, it was established for the purpose of full utilization.

I sympathize with the clueless workers, but I'll leave it to the social security system designed and implemented by ordinary politicians."

Fadius spoke without any conscience.

While arranging subordinates to deal with concealed matters.

To be honest, Fadius is a real ugly American civil servant, and he really only follows the direction of the wind above.

He is now worried about the increasingly confusing direction of the Holy Grail War.

A trace of regret suddenly emerged in my heart.

——If he had not ordered Hassan to assassinate the head of the Cortilio family, he could at least have intervened in the Holy Grail War.

——But there is no medicine for regret in the world.

Just as Fadius was sighing in his heart, an unusual fluctuation of magic began to rise in his body.

He understood that it was Hassan who had returned.

Fadius immediately stood up from his seat with an expressionless face and gave a few brief instructions to his subordinates.

Then, he walked out of the monitoring room.

It looks no different from the way he usually does.

The only difference was that Fadius was not heading towards the exit of the facility, but towards a secret room that belonged to only one person.

——The magic studio filled with puppets.

"........Can I ask what exactly is going on?"

"Contractor, what do you want to ask?"

"Hassan Sabbah... I remember you were ordered to assassinate Gavarosa Cortilio, the leader of the Cortilio family. But, things seem to be getting a little strange."

Fadius wasn't asking about anything else.

It was the previous death of dozens of senior White House officials, including a prominent presidential candidate.

He must get to the bottom of this matter.

Many of the fifty states of the Ugly Country have fallen into chaos due to events, and the unrest has not subsided until now.

Among them are officials and voters from the red and blue parties.

They all believed that people from the other party had assassinated their own family members, and all kinds of outrageous conspiracy theories were rampant in the world.

This incident is too bizarre.

As a result, the top leaders in Washington are in chaos, and everyone is now in a state of danger.

People are afraid of being the next person to be assassinated.

Chapter 640: The Dangerous Cotillio Family [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly pass!]

Because of the seriousness of the matter.

When Fadius called Hassan, he still called out his full name, the Old Man of the Mountain.

Although Hassan is his servant.

But according to intelligence, the female assassin summoned by Jesta set the record for the fastest killing of a Master almost immediately after being summoned.

Therefore, Fadius was not completely sure.

Even if he holds the Command Seal in his hand.

It is not necessarily possible to restrain these heroic spirits, as they are all "monsters" standing at the top of humanity.

If the master is not careful, he will be defeated by his servants.

This is not surprising at all in the Holy Grail War.

"I haven't received the report of Gavarosa's death yet...

However, based on where he was supposedly, the deceased appeared in sequence. I don’t suspect that these two things are related. It really doesn’t make sense…”

Fadius tried to avoid the main point.

He tried to maintain a firm tone while speaking these words, and his palms couldn't stop sweating.

On the one hand, he doesn't want to ruin his relationship with his servants, but on the other hand, he wants to get to the bottom of this matter for the country.

Besides, this was also his order.

It is indeed not easy to deal with.

If the opponent is a Servant who enjoys killing repeatedly, then he must be restrained even with the use of Command Spells.

Having made up his mind, Fadius had already secretly prepared the consciousness and magic power required to activate the Command Spell.

Faced with the Master's rich thoughts.

Hassan said calmly, as if completely unaware, "Let the lifeblood whose determination runs counter to your beliefs return to deep sleep. The decision I made was not wrong."

There was no so-called joy, anger, sorrow or happiness in his words.

It's like narrating something extremely dull.

"I swear as one who walks the shadow of the lofty mountain that the lifeblood of those people...Gavarosa Cotillion, is indeed severed."

"...these people...?"

Fadius was slightly stunned.

Then he realized what Hassan meant.