Vina said in a slightly mocking tone.

It can be heard that her attitude towards the "one man and one dragon" is definitely not very friendly - but it is really not her fault. Anyone who is kicked down from such a high place, passes through the inner side of the world and falls directly to the surface of the world, a completely unfamiliar era where they can't even speak the same language... No matter who goes through such a thing, they will not feel good, right?

Of course, the old patriarch sitting opposite her would definitely not be able to understand such a thing.

"Is there a possibility... I mean, summoning them all at the same time?"

The old patriarch looked at the woman sitting in front of him, and a look of serious thought flashed in his red pupils.

But the woman sneered.

"It's possible, but I advise you not to hope for such a thing."

"If you summoned only one Heroic Spirit, it might simply mean that she/he has answered your call and is participating in this Holy Grail War. But if you summoned both Heroic Spirits at the same time, then they probably aren't here to fight for us... You'd better pray that this world is safe."

Vina leaned back on the sofa and said lightly.

She felt that she was extremely elegant now. She was able to make the patriarch of a magic family stunned just by relying on a piece of stone slab dug out of the ground. It felt really good to be able to talk nonsense and have the other party nod in belief.

However, she soon lost interest in it.

because--

"Mom, mom, look at this dragon!"

When the little girl's clear and sweet laughter sounded in the courtyard.

At the same time, a slightly serious voice appeared:

"My name is Altria Pendragon, and I have been summoned to the present world as a Lancer."

"Let me ask you—are you my Master?"

……

The old patriarch hurried into the courtyard.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that two crimson Command Seals were flashing simultaneously on the backs of Irisviel and Illya's hands.

——This went against his original plan somewhat, but in terms of the result, it seemed to be better than the original plan of "letting an outsider become the Master".

As for sending two lesser Holy Grails onto the battlefield at the same time... the old patriarch might have hesitated and worried about the future of Einzbern.

But now he can only shout "All in", "All in"!

If he was not unqualified to be the third Master, he would even want the man named Emiya Kiritsugu to touch the stone slab and see if he could summon the earth spirit that built the stone slab.

——It doesn't matter if you are strong or not, the most important thing is to have enough people, and the winning rate will naturally be higher...0

Just when the old patriarch was so ecstatic that he almost couldn't maintain the usual indifferent demeanor of a manager, Vina, who was standing behind him, was already numb.

"Forget it, God."

"Why is the king here too?"

"Or did you come with a gun?"

——As everyone knows, the Knight King, who is skilled in archery and horse riding, can be adapted to a variety of occupations. She can sometimes even play the role of a Berserker (when she has been hungry for several days and someone has overturned the dinner table).

But the Spear Steps...did she bring the Holy Spear down with her?

What happened in this era that the restraining force allowed her to appear in this form?

——Vina didn’t know what happened in this era.

She just knows.

“I want to go home!!!”

……

All in all, although it is unbelievable, this time two heroic spirits really appeared at the same time.

"Don't worry, it's not as bad as you think."

"We just want to have a competition-"

The gentle king softly comforted the woman who felt as if her whole body was melting due to excessive fear.

This made the old patriarch next to him suddenly realize the fact: this woman actually knew the man who called himself "King Arthur"!

What the hell? He seems to have discovered some incredible secret. 0.9?

A moment later, the little loli, who had not had enough fun but was shivering with cold, reluctantly slipped down from the dragon's back and returned to Altria's side.

Yes, that's right.

[Altria Pendragon]——This is the Heroic Spirit she summoned.

As for this dragon, it was summoned to the present world in response to her mother's wish.

【If you desire victory, you can summon that person. 】

If you desire redemption, you can summon that dragon.

——What Vina said is absolutely correct.

But unfortunately, this mother and daughter don’t know this secret yet.

PS: I was worshipping my ancestors today and drank a lot of wine at noon. I am still feeling dizzy now... I don't know if I can update it soon.

Chapter 112 Be careful of Sima Yi!

London, England.

Clock tower.

This is the highest institution of magic, where magicians from all over the world gather. It is also one of the "hubs" of the hidden world, jointly constructed by the major magic families.

——Another corresponding center is the Vatican.

It is located in the international metropolis of London in the form of an academy, and its very nature means that it is "open to magicians from all over the world" - in fact, it is already one of the most mysterious organizations that are friendly to "ordinary people".

Even so, within the Clock Tower, factional strife remained intense, with rivalries for power and budgets becoming commonplace. The conflict between conservatives and democrats permeated every corner of the academy, inevitably affecting every student.

Of course, there is nothing special about this - where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, right?

But what really deserves to be mentioned here is a very special example:

"Mr. Velvet!"

Clock Tower Minerals Department 30, El-Melloi's classroom.

The famous up-and-coming magician, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, was reviewing the papers submitted by the students at the podium.

The magician whose name was called shivered like a chicken being targeted by a falcon, but he still forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart and waited for the rebuke from this monarch-level magician.

At the same time, he had already made preparations. If this discerning magician accused him of plagiarism, he would expose the magician who called himself "Zhuge Kongming"—if he really was the prime minister from that ancient Eastern country, he couldn't possibly understand the "principles of magic," right?

however--

"What a brilliant idea, Mr. Velvet!"

The expected scolding did not come.

Quite the contrary, this magus lord who hated civilian magicians so much and whose discerning eyes were even known to the Law and Politics Department, for the first time showed a truly "friendly" expression - no, it should be said that it was an expression of "great appreciation" - to a magician whose talent was so poor that he couldn't even perform proper magic.

"Although your understanding of 'pseudo-personality' seems a bit off, the concept of 'creating an automaton by imbuing a magic costume with a virtual personality and restricting its functions' is undoubtedly feasible... Are you free this Sunday? If so, I'd like to invite you to my magic workshop... I have to say you've given me an idea, and I think I might want to try making some changes to my new magic costume."

"Also, if you want to advance further in this area, I suggest you contact the magicians in the Creation and Spiritual Conjuring departments. They will provide professional guidance in areas where you are lacking... and more importantly, you can apply for a patent based on this paper, which will become a treasure for you and your family."

Kenneth was unfailing in his praise for Weber.

Yes, that's right, he is a supporter of the [Conservative Aristocracy] in the Clock Tower, and even one of its leaders. What he despises most are those magicians with mediocre qualifications, and he believes that their joining the Clock Tower is a complete waste of the already limited mystical resources.

But what does that have to do with genius?

The so-called "Magicians" are, after all, a species that cannot be measured by common sense, and the factions composed of "Magicians" certainly cannot be divided into "forces" in the eyes of ordinary people - although they do have conflicts of interest of one kind or another, the only thing that all major factions are united in is the ultimate goal of "reaching the truth."

Therefore, when a talented magician suddenly appeared - even if his talent was not conspicuous and he only had a flash of inspiration, Kenneth was very willing to pull him into his faction and make him his assistant.

As for his "commoner" status, that was a no-brainer... His family had many young women who couldn't inherit the Magic Mark. He could just pick one of them and marry her off to him, wouldn't that be a good idea?

The young magician sat down dazed.

He didn't listen carefully for the entire rest of the class... Even when he returned to his rented house in the suburbs of London, his mind was still in a light-headed state.

——Until he saw the man in the red coat, [Caster], leaning against the door frame, smoking calmly.

"Mr. Kong Ming——"

At this moment, the magician named [Webber Velvet] resonated deeply with a fat boy from more than 1,500 years ago.

"My teacher praised the paper you gave me and even wants to invite me to his magic workshop... What should I do?!"

But Zhuge Kongming was just smoking calmly.

"Be careful of Sima Yi."

"what?"

"I mean, be careful of honey traps."

……

Fuyuki City, Japan.

As the sun sets in London, it rises here.

683 "Good boy, good boy."

"What happens next will be horrible, don't watch it

A sweet voice, like a singing voice, appeared in the ears of the little girl.

Her body is wrapped with red, blue and green ribbons, and she wears a red Santa hat on her head, as if she is celebrating the arrival of Christmas.

—What? You said it’s summer now and it’s still a long time before Christmas?

What does it matter? Wherever Santa Claus appears, it's Christmas!

"This is a reward for good children—"

The overly young Santa Claus handed a small box wrapped in ribbons to the little girl who seemed a little frightened.

On the other side, a South European loli who also had white hair but was wearing a black nun's uniform and holding a black cross in her hand had already walked up to the alien insect that was about to lose its human form.

"Declaration——"

"I am in charge of killing, and I am in charge of life."

"What I hurt, I heal."

"The palm of my hand is beyond reach."

"The one thing that cannot be escaped is my gaze."

"Destroy them. I will call back the broken and the old."

"..."

"Show mercy on this soul!!!"

Chapter 113: Zhen Ping!

Fuyuki City, Tohsaka House.

"That's the way it is."

"Please take good care of the children. Children are a gift from God to this world!"

When the little Santa Claus finished his long sermon, his stunned parents were still immersed in the shocking fact and could not recover for a long time.

——But what shocked them was quite different.

As a mother, Aoi Tousaka was naturally afraid of the terrible "insect nest". She held her little daughter and examined it carefully, fearing that it might be contaminated by something unclean.

However, as a father and a mature magician, Tōsaka Tokiomi, after hearing that the Matou family's magic system was actually related to "bugs", it only took him a short time to accept this fact.

——A magician? It’s no surprise that he’s so perverted.

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