Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

Especially since Rin is her husband's child.

"I just hope that if anything happens to mom, you can always stay strong."

He stood up, gently picked up his daughter in his arms, and walked towards the room in the villa.

Similarly, bend down slowly.

She first lifted one corner of the quilt and placed Yurin on the neat and clean bed. Toosaka Aoi's face always maintained a gentle expression with a hint of worry.

"But I guess I don't have to worry, right?"

"Rin has always been a very strong child."

Fuyuki City is dangerous for Rin, who is Tousaka Tokiomi's child.

Does that mean there is no danger to her, the magician's wife?

Impossible, the danger she faced was even greater than that of her own daughter.

Because compared to her daughter, she is just an ordinary person, with no martial arts and no magic.

As such, she went to meet a potentially powerful magician.

Frankly speaking, the chances of something happening to her were almost over 90 percent.

Tuck in the quilt for Toosaka Rin.

She had already regretted it.

Although she didn't show it directly, she had been feeling deeply guilty about Sakura's affairs these days.

There is also an irrepressible sense of self-blame.

Because no matter what, it was she, the mother, who pushed her daughter into the abyss with her own hands.

So, she wanted to know, she wanted to know how her daughter was doing now.

I’m just saying that this is a bit unfair to Xiao Lin.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, Rin-chan."

As if she was afraid of disturbing Rin who was sleeping soundly, or perhaps she was afraid of disrupting her own plans, Toosaka Aoi's movements were very gentle, so gentle that almost no sound could be heard.

"Really? How could I let my mother go to such a dangerous place alone?"

In the room completely filled with darkness, a pair of pale golden pupils were emitting a rippling light.

……

A strange black robe of ancient style, a broad, huge, hunched body, long, sharp claws, and a pair of bulging eyeballs that almost seemed to fall out.

"Ryunosuke, Ryunosuke, just wait!"

"Although you left before me, this time I will let you see the best coolness!!"

Caster danced with his hands waving wildly, and the dark underground sewer was filled with his excited voice.

"Cha-"

There was a sudden sound, like cloth being torn.

It turned out that Caster used his sharp claws to tear open his black robe, and in his other hand he was holding a small glass test tube.

It contained a drop of evil, emitting a deep, ominous and terrifying aura.

Just gaze deeply, and your mind will be completely occupied by the deep red blood.

"Now, I just need to add the precious blood that my lord has given me."

Caster shouted again.

Then he carefully pulled out the cork from the test tube and poured the drop of blood onto the person crawling at his feet.

The creature had an irregular shape, like a wriggling mass of flesh, but it was surrounded by countless tentacles dancing on its body.

"Did you see that, Ryunosuke?"

“This is it, this is the coolest thing ever.”

……

"This is the remnant of magic."

"Sure enough, that guy Caster has been here before."

Stepping on the soft grass, in Vitan's dark pupils, there was a huge semi-elliptical barrier in front of him.

It stands in the very center, and this is exactly where Einzbern's base is in Fuyuki City.

Where he was, he could easily feel Caster's disgusting magical properties.

"Oh, I can feel Lancer's power too."

"It seems that the progress here is still exactly the same as the normal process, without any changes."

Ignoring the light blue barrier as nothing, Vitan's body surface was directly coated with golden light, and he entered the Einzbern family's barrier easily and casually.

"Yes, Master."

"When I came, the Einzbern family was being renovated, and the remaining magic power was even more serious at that time."

"I guess there must have been a fierce battle between the King, Lancer, and Caster."

Lancelot was wearing dark purple armor and also appeared directly behind Vitan.

After all, Einzbern's barrier really has nothing else to offer except for the function of detecting magic power.

Otherwise, in the original work, Rider, Lancer, Caster, and Director Ken would not have entered in turn.

In the end, they had no choice but to abandon their hometown and look for another base.

In fact, it was the same for Lancelot. During the two days he came here to hold on, he relied on the power given to him by Vitan to move around here at will. He even went into the Einzbern castle for a walk.

"Has Rider already gone in?"

With magic power gathered at the soles of his feet, Vitan moved slowly but quickly towards the Einzbern castle.

"Just five minutes ago, Rider entered with his Noble Phantasm."

"However, no trace of Archer has been found so far."

Lancelot has always been extremely wary of Archer.

After all, no matter the legend of the heroic king or Vitan's repeated warnings, it was impossible for him to let down his guard against this person.

Otherwise, he would have gone into the castle to take a look.

“By the way, Irisviel should be inside this castle.”

“This is a very important goal.”

Because Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to be very wary of him, so even when he signed the contract last time, he didn't even dare to bring Irisviel with him.

He was probably afraid that Vitan would realize that Irisviel was the vessel of the Holy Grail and would snatch it away directly.

"Of course, Mater."

"Ms. Irisviel shows no signs of leaving here. I have paid close attention to this matter."

This target that Vitan has always paid attention to is also Lancelot's main observation object.

The attention he paid to this person every day was second only to that of his king.

"Very good. In that case, I will go and solve the priority target of this trip first."

"Lancelot, go to the banquet and wait. You can decide when to show up and who to attack."

"But this is what I ask of you."

"In addition to Assassin, I want to see the fall of at least two more heroes tonight."

"It's up to you to decide who it is, even if you don't do it yourself."

……

"Ass...Assassin!!"

Waver's face suddenly turned panicked, and he rolled and crawled back to Rider's back, grabbing the corner of his clothes in panic.

But this is normal.

As mentioned before, due to their own characteristics, heroes like Assassin basically have not left their own glorious legends as heroes, so their ability values ​​are generally very low and very weak.

Except for some extremely special cases, basically no Assassin can compete with other Servants.

As the saying goes, when God closes a door for you, he will open a window for you.

They all possessed the unique Aura Blocking as a class ability, which allowed them to eliminate their own aura to conceal themselves, making it difficult for not only magicians but also other Servants to detect them.

A fighting style that makes use of this ability will be a lifeline, and also the greatest weapon for assassinating other Masters.

That's why Waver was so shocked and terrified when he saw Assassin appear.

But, it's all bullshit.

Not to mention the current four wars, even the subsequent five wars or other Holy Grail wars.

There has never been a time when Assassin successfully assassinated the Master.

The only purpose of their existence is to be cannon fodder.

And now, they are fulfilling their duties as cannon fodder under the mandatory order of Kotomine Kirei's Command Spell.

“…Hey, Rider…Hey, hey hey…Hey!”

Waver shook Rider’s sturdy arms vigorously.

But Rider still did not react. He just looked at the Assassin army, whose number had exceeded hundreds, with a calm gaze and a calm tone.

"Hey, hey, hey, Master, please don't be so embarrassed, okay?"

"It's just that there are new guests at the party."

"I think these new guests will definitely be willing to sit down and drink this cup with us."

Rider changed from sitting cross-legged to standing up.

He shouted loudly with a rather heroic attitude and a slightly foolish look.

"Is such a lowly fellow worthy enough to drink with me?"

"King of Conquerors, are you trying to make me laugh?"

Holding a golden wine jar, tasting the most delicious wine in the world, Archer, wearing golden armor, is still as arrogant as ever.

"what is the relationship."

"No matter how despicable or noble."

"No matter if you are brave or brave, no matter if you are weak or cowardly."

"No matter if he is a king or a hero."

"Everyone is here in pursuit of the Holy Grail."

Rider spoke calmly, scooped out the red wine from the bottle with a ladle, and held it out to the Assassins.

"Come, don't be polite. If you want to drink together, just come and get the cup. This wine is with your blood."

call out--

A sound that pierced the air answered Rider. Only the handle of the spoon was left in Rider's hand, and the spoon had fallen to the ground.

This was done by one of the Assassins, and the wine in the spoon was scattered on the ground in the courtyard.

"It looks like it's already started."

Bersarker, who had just arrived here, immediately had a mouthful of yellow sand in his mouth.

……

"Since that side has already started, I have to speed up my pace a bit as well."

Vitan chuckled, and then his body suddenly became vague and fuzzy, just like the rippling water surface.

On the rooftop of Einzbern's castle.

Hiding in the room, Kiritsugu Emiya received a report from his assistant and part-time lover.