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"what?"

"I'm wary," the cavalrywoman asked.

Through their recent interactions, she had come to a vague understanding of just how perverse her Master's sense of humor was.

They even seemed interested in her ugly body.

(Greek Lolita fan: Yes, it's really ugly.)

There was no reply. Rother (Bai Li) beckoned towards the kitchen: "One more sauce, come here for a second."

"Eh?"

Kurumi, with her gentle and graceful demeanor, tilted her head and walked over curiously: "Nii-chan, what's this?"

The boy rummaged around under the sofa for a while, then finally pulled out a large book and threw it on the table.

The leather cover, radiating an ominous purple glow, looks suspicious at first glance.

"Here, you can play with this."

"This is....."

Kurumi Matou looked at the front of the large leather book, where an old man was wailing and struggling in pain and resentment, as if he was being subjected to the most painful execution at all times.

"Oh, this is your grandfather?"

The boy said casually.

"Eh--?!"

Kurumi Matou, Kurumi in the shadows, Rider, and Qi Qi in the perspective all paused in surprise.

"Well, I don't have any talent for magic, do I?"

The boy shrugged helplessly: "It just so happens that this old man has it, and his magical power is quite great, so I made it into the Book of False Ministers. It's absolutely useful."

Is this a question of whether it's easy to use or not?

From the perspective of.

Countless people gasped in shock, as if they were watching a ruthless, super-terrorist.

This isn't Kurumi Matou's grandfather, it's your own grandfather... Holy crap!

At this moment, nothing could express their feelings except a universally understood interjection that could convey the shock they felt.

"By the way, there's also this."

The boy rummaged under the sofa and pulled out a white bone scepter, which emitted a chilling and piercing magical aura.

"This scepter should be pretty useful. I don't have much to give you, so I'll give you a scepter that can amplify the power of magic."

Unfortunately, that's all the material the old man had. His bones were dismantled to make a scepter, and his head, skin, and flesh were used to make a book of false ministers; there wasn't much left.

As he spoke, there was a hint of disgust on his face.

Aside.

Rider Medusa quietly moved away from the sofa, even wanting to wipe her plump buttocks where she had sat.

really.

Her master is a devil.

Although Kurumi knew the boy could see her, she still silently crept a little deeper into the shadows.

From the perspective of...

Everyone was stunned.

No.

What did you do to your grandfather?

Are the materials readily available for immediate use?

"This must be the pillar of the Matou family, the previous head of the family, Zouken Matou, right?"

"Wouldn't that be incredibly strong?"

"It's definitely stronger, at least much stronger than most Masters this time."

"So here's the question: how strong is this boy? Is he capable of dismantling his grandfather and turning him into a magical costume?"

"No, doesn't he know magic?"

"You believe that? I don't believe in anything anymore, it's all just silver coins, the Holy Grail War."

"Hiss, now that I think about it..."

Someone gasped: "This guy is not only ruthless, but also strong, and he even drew the goddess. I think the winner of this Holy Grail War is in doubt."

"No, is it a question of whether it's risky or not? Don't you find it scary?"

"Yeah, the older brother will grin and say, 'Here, your little sister has a gift for you,' and then pull out your grandfather's head and bone scepter... Ouch~, that would absolutely scare you to death..."

But in all eyes...

"Thanks, Nii-chan~"

The gentle girl was not afraid at all; instead, she picked up the book lightly and showed a bright smile.

There was even a hint of suspicious excitement on her delicate face, as if she were looking forward to it.

"Okay, Grandpa, we must get along well from now on!"

The voice was light and cheerful, full of joy.

Only the distorted face on the book cover is uttering curses and wails, and yearning for release.

Suddenly.

Their hearts skipped a beat.

It’s over.

Neither of these siblings is normal.

Only Kurumi, lurking in the shadows, knew that it wasn't the siblings who were abnormal.

Moreover, the relationship between the two is not a normal grandfather-granddaughter relationship at all.

Let's not even talk about Bai Li; his identity is all fake. In his eyes, this old man is probably just an insect.

When Matou Kurumi was taken back by Hakurei, that old idiot tried to force her into the insect pool.

Bai Li smiled and asked, "Are you serious?"

The old man, Shabi, added, "Or, you could take her place, you know~"

"Oh oh oh oh, oh your mother's head."

Bai Li loses his temper.

then.....

The old bug has been tormented for eight years, and it's still going on now.

As far as she knew, this Holy Grail War had not been resolved either.

The one she encountered in the game should be this old bug.

Although she was allowed to move around at the Matou residence, when she saw him, he was still groaning in pain, clearly still suffering.

I just don't know what exactly happened in World War V...

.....

"Well, as long as you like it..."

After the girl with long, straight black hair tidied the table and served the dishes, the boy enjoyed the food while saying, "The Holy Grail War is still too boring. It's either old fogies or inexperienced newcomers. There's no fun at all."

"So, what are you planning to do?"

Kurumi's clone couldn't stand it anymore. Under Kurumi's unsurprised gaze, she sat down and picked up the girl's rice bowl to enjoy the meal.

Oh my god, as expected of me, my cooking is amazing too.

Well, although he can't compare to Yukinoshita Doku.

"of course....."

The boy devoured the food in a few bites, and his body began to swell and grow taller, as if he were going through a second growth spurt.

His original height of over 1.8 meters began to rapidly approach that of Gojo Satoru.

(Gojo Satoru is between 1.9 meters and 2 meters tall.)

But unlike Gojo Satoru's slender build, his body was like steel forged through countless trials, as agile and fluid as a cheetah.

It is full of power and explosiveness.

As his height increased, his clothes tightened, revealing the outline of his enormous member. However, his clothes quickly melted away, transforming into a fluid state that covered his entire body, and when they solidified again, they resembled a traditional Chinese martial arts outfit.

At the same time, his deep blue hair began to gradually change, turning into a red that seemed to burn like flames.

His lazy eyes sharpened, his brows became sharp as knives, and he looked like a master standing at the pinnacle of the era.

He had transformed into a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, his voice deep and resonant, as if imbued with the very essence of martial arts:

"In that case, let me, the Last King Rother, one of the seven Godslayers from a parallel world who manifested in the Saber class, challenge you all to a duel."

Volume 1: Chapter 106 Sakayanagi: Because Berserker is the strongest

God-killer?

The Last King?

What kind of weird setting is this?

besides.....

Are you not even going to act anymore? Don't tell me that changing your clothes is also a form of martial arts?

From their perspective, the witnesses were speechless.

Although we don't yet know the Servant's exact strength, just the appearance of that cool and capable older sister suggests it's no less powerful.

It is now generally accepted that the existence of followers is at least one level higher than that of Reinhard.

At least in terms of strength....

No matter how well this young man hides his abilities, he probably won't be able to get past Reinhard, right?

But clearly... only they think so.

Whether it's Kurumi or Rider, they both have an expression that says, "What kind of fun are you looking for now?"

Only Matou still looked at the girl with a doting expression.

This caused considerable disappointment in the boy.

Tsk, it's not nearly as funny as Lancelot's expression back then; there's no humor at all.

The 2970th time I've missed Xiaolan...

By the way, how many days has it been since World War IV?

The young man, who looked like a martial artist, scratched his cheek. Perhaps it was because he had been a human for too long, or because he had been drilling wells for too long, that his memory had declined a bit.

Alcohol and women are harmful to health. Starting today, I will abstain from alcohol!

Oh, I don't drink? Never mind then, never mind.

The boy sneered, "Hmph, ignorant. I, Rother, am the oldest god-slayer, the strongest of the seven god-slayers, known as the Last King. In the 3k era, I single-handedly executed the gods, causing Ragnarok. In the 30k era, I suppressed the four peddlers. I became fire, sat alone on the golden throne, and protected the souls of all mankind. I am a great man who conquered the stars and the sea."

Moreover, he is handsome, public-spirited, kind-hearted, and honest and respectable...

Bai Li spoke fluently and enthusiastically, getting more and more carried away as he spoke.

"that....."

The Matou girl said weakly, "...Nii-chan, I remember the Emperor's name isn't Rose."

"ah...?"