Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

"!!100 million!".

Chapter 121: Do you have what it takes to be number one?

In Rome

After the initial chaos, this game of hide and seek finally began to look a bit like a competition.

Whether it was the proud Hero King or the heroic King of Conquerors, both had become serious at this moment.

——Even though it’s just a game like playing house, wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing if I can’t even win a game like this?

At the same time, with the help of the fire, the young Clock Tower magician finally reconnected with his teacher.

"Teacher, what should we do now?"

Weber and Kenneth hid in the attic of a house, while Caster [Zhuge Kongming] was on guard near the balcony.

"Don't worry, Mr. Velvet."

"That's what I usually teach you. The more important the matter, the less impatient you should be."

"Besides, the current situation is clearly in our favor!"

The blond director with slicked-back hair said this in a calm manner.

To be honest, he now deeply regretted being bewitched by the Holy Grail and actually trying to use his magic outfit to snatch the Holy Grail. By the time he came to his senses, it was already too late. The golden heroic spirit had indeed set a trap.

But there's no way... that's the Holy Grail! What magician could resist such a temptation?

He just made the same mistake every good magician makes!

Now, after recognizing the disparity in strength between the enemy and us, this "genius" finally calmed down and began to analyze the current situation:

"Although I don't quite understand why the Church would play along with that Saber...but given the current situation, the rules of the game are in our best interest."

"Because Rider registered in advance, my group already has a 1-point advantage. And as long as we hide well enough, each person can get another 5 points."

This is the most ideal algorithm.

Their team scored 5+1 and 6 points.

Weber's group scored 5+5 and 10 points.

Kenneth also felt that this game of hide-and-seek wasn't as difficult as he had imagined. With only an hour left until nightfall, the Masters and Servants didn't even have time to search a quarter of the city.

As long as they hide well, these points are easy to score.

Weber thought so too.

In fact, the young magician was probably the happiest one - he was an ordinary magician, but he was appreciated by his mentor because of an unexpected summons; he was lucky enough to be brought to this foreign country by his mentor to participate in this magic ceremony that he had never heard of before; and now, he even had the opportunity to come out on top in the first day of the competition and be in the leading position.

Isn’t this the story of “grassroots counterattack and reaching the pinnacle of life” on the Magic side?

Who knows, maybe he can win the final victory with this leading advantage!

——The young magician thought excitedly.

However, it was at this time.

"Please allow me to say something that will spoil the mood."

"Mr. Webber Velvet."

"Are you truly prepared to temporarily ascend to the top under the gazes of so many kings, mythical heroes, and various talented magicians?"

"Or, let me ask it another way."

"I heard that in addition to this Master, the Einzbern family also sent a [Magician Killer] to participate in this Holy Grail War."

"Knowing this information, are you truly prepared for the possibility of being sniped at any moment by the enemy simply because you're in the first place?"

……

The attic suddenly became quiet.

Or rather, it was dead silence.

The calm middle-aged man looked at the young magician, who was already paralyzed on the ground, shaking with fear. At this moment, he really wanted the young magician to stand up and say loudly "dare"!

—even if it makes him wet his pants.

But he didn't do that.

As timid as ever, he has wild ideas but is afraid of taking responsibility.

Should I say, as expected?

He should have known long ago that the fundamental reason for this young magician's timid character was not the so-called "mentor's denial" at all - in this life, he helped this young magician achieve the leap from "useless" to "genius", but it still couldn't change his shrinking and self-deprecating character.

"I'm really not good at teaching students."

The middle-aged man felt helpless, but he had no choice but to accept this fact.

Fortunately, he was just a little timid, not hopeless.

——The man who can truly change him is still fighting alone against the enemy outside.

In this situation, out of considerations of both "support" and preparation for a "long-term battle," this military strategist, renowned for his wisdom, knew he had to change his battle plan.

"If you don't have the courage to burn your boats and take the lead."

"Then show weakness to the enemy first, conserve your strength. Then wait for the right time to recover... er, there's no such thing as the latter."

……

In another building in Rome.

This is a temple dedicated to the sun god Apollo.

Alone, Irisviel walked into the temple with great confidence.

She didn't even look for it, she just sniffed - and then followed the "smell" in the air and found the little angel hiding in the flower basket.

"Mom, how did you find me?!"

Illya was surprised and depressed when she was discovered.

She thought she had hidden herself well, but her mother still found her easily - just like every other game of hide-and-seek she had played in Fort 5.8 of Einzbern City.

"That's because I set a tracking magic on Illya."

"Hey, Mom is so cunning, how can this be possible?!"

"I can only blame you for not studying seriously and just thinking about playing all day. I clearly taught you before how to check if you have been set up by others for magic spells."

"Eh hey hey? But isn't it you, Mom, who pulls me to play every day? Why doesn't Mom need to study? Are you secretly studying while I'm sleeping?"

"I'm different from Illya. I'm a homunculus. The Einzbern family's magic knowledge has been in my mind since the moment I was born. I can't forget it even if I want to."

“Hey hey hey? This is too much of a cheat!!!”

Chapter 122 I hope she can end it crying

"Dang Dang Dang——"

"A Master was captured by Rider—it's Caster's Master! +2 points for the Rider team."

"Please come on, everyone. There's still half an hour left before the end of the game!"

"Everyone cheer up!"

"Wait a minute, Saber, please don't harass innocent passersby—no, not even if you're the emperor!"

There is half an hour left in the game.

But apart from kids like Tosaka Sakura and the show-off Nero, no one is really participating in this competition "wholeheartedly".

"Rather than finding someone, this is more of a test of tactics, right?"

"Hiding one's own tactics is also a tactic to drag others down with it."

"Although this game is stupid, if the outcome of the Holy Grail War were really determined in this way... then the person who takes the lead on the first day will definitely become the target of public criticism."

It is definitely not a good idea to take the lead at the beginning of the race - on this point, Caster had a good plan, almost making his Master appear in a "02 free" way.

——Although in Shirataki's eyes, the fact that the enemy captured by King of Conquerors Iskandar was Waver Velvet was a very funny thing in itself.

Of course, at the same time, there is a guy who actually cares a lot about his ranking and is gradually falling into madness.

"Tokiomi, you haven't found any trace of the enemy yet?"

"I'm sorry, King. I set up a lot of magic search spells, but the reaction was a bit too much... The enemy seemed to have thought of this and deployed a large number of familiars and small magic reaction barriers in this city."

"Shut up, Tokiomi, I don't want to hear your explanation—I just want to see the results!"

Gilgamesh is gradually losing his mind.

This king who pursues "best" and "perfection" in everything has always aimed at "first place" - but now, their group's points are still zero, how can he tolerate this?

"It seems like you're in for this meal, King of Gold."

"Shut up, you red-haired bastard—"

With only five minutes left, the already furious Gilgamesh flew directly into the sky and unfolded his king's treasure.

Countless golden whirlpools gathered together to form a golden ocean, as if they were going to destroy the entire city.

——But in the next moment, a golden chain suddenly flew over from the direction of the referee's seat and interrupted his spellcasting.

"You guy-"

Looking at Enkidu, who hid his face in the white monk's robe, Gilgamesh was so angry that he laughed.

But after pausing for a few seconds, waiting for the golden chains to automatically loosen, he actually waved his hand, canceling the rain of Noble Phantasms that was about to be unleashed.

Just a meal.

As the oldest king, the king of heroes and the king among kings, he can still afford this meal.

……

Five minutes passed by in a blink of an eye.

When the last ray of sunlight disappeared over the horizon, the first day of competition was officially declared over.

"The following is the scoring result:"

"Saber Group: 2 points"

Lancer Group: 6 points

Archer Group: 0 points

Rider Group: 7 points

"Assassion: 2 points"

"Caster Group: 5 points"

"Berserker Team: 5 points"

Jeanne Lily, the referee, recorded the results on a white slate – essentially a magic prop.

But soon, some contestants objected to the result.

"Report to the referee, we are not 5 points."

"I caught the enemy!"

Irisviel proudly raised the little angel in her hand.

"Eh eh eh?"

Illya looked at her mother in shock—she suddenly struggled and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But unfortunately, Irisviel, who had predicted her movements, even tied her body with silver-white magic threads, making her look more like a "captive".

"Mom? Why…"

Illya watched angrily as her group's points dropped from second in the group (6 points) to second to last (1 point) - at this moment, her eyes completely lost their luster.