Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

After hesitating for a moment, Sajo Ayaka said nervously.

"If I have to choose a sacrifice, the best choice should be the kind that is not a pity to abandon but is very obedient."

"It would be unnecessary to abandon her. She's just a sacrifice anyway," Sajo Aika said cruelly in a gentle voice, unable to understand her sister's hesitation. "But do you care more about being obedient?"

"That's right..."

I don’t know what she was thinking about, but Aika Sajou showed a happy expression.

"If you think about it carefully, we have indeed been in a lot of trouble. In order to avoid losing control, we should choose someone who is not likely to lose control easily. If we think carefully, it would be better if he is stronger, at least he should be able to pose a threat when encountering difficult guys. Then, it's you."

After a blinding flash of light, a tall male figure appeared in the center of the summoning circle, its mere presence seeming to tinge the surrounding space with a layer of brilliance.

He had snow-white hair, and his whole body was as hot as the sun. His sharp eyes swept around and finally stopped on Aika Sajo.

After realizing what kind of existence the girl was, the great hero, the embodiment of the ultimate light, bowed his head respectfully towards Sajo Aika.

Although he was an important hero among the many heroes in the Mahabharata, he never thought that this was a big deal, nor did he show arrogance because of it. Moreover, no matter how noble a person is, he should put away his glory and pay respect in front of the girl.

"So, you are the son of the sun god, the great hero of charity, Karna?"

Although she already knew the other party's strength and origin, Sajo Aika still stared at the thin and gorgeous golden armor curiously and asked with some curiosity.

"That's right, Princess of the World. As long as it is your will, no matter what the order is, I will obey it."

"Really reliable, the spirit core is also exceptional grade, oh... no, it seems like we are fighting the Holy Grail War now, it's safer to use a pseudonym."

“As long as it’s what you expect.”

Karna was about to ask for the next order when he found that Sajo Aika suddenly turned her head and looked at the sky at the other end.

Following his extraordinary six senses as a warrior, Karna also understood why Sajo Aika was looking in that direction.

A person who transcends the boundaries and the rules of existence of servants has arrived.

"The crown..."

Sajo Aika murmured and turned to look at Karna.

"If this is your wish, in the name of Surya, I will do my best and will not be afraid of any enemy, no matter what it is."

Karna responded softly to his master, as if to increase the credibility of his words. A golden light appeared from the void and pierced through his left hand - it was a God-given treasure that looked like a crescent moon, shining with a fantastic glory.

Seeing Karna's attitude, Sajo Aika nodded with satisfaction.

"The rest of the battle is up to you. You have to defeat those ignorant obstacles immediately, Archer?"

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The colorless pressure wantonly ravaged the surrounding atmosphere, but compared to the real matter, it was the surrounding mystery that collapsed first.

No, it would never be appropriate to describe it as collapse, because they were only beginning to transform towards their past state that belonged to a higher dimension. The True Aether, which was so thick that it made people uncomfortable, filled the entire room. To ordinary magicians, this place was no different from a hell filled with magma, because their fragile bodies would be easily burned, and even breathing was a luxury for them.

At this moment, the environment of this closed room is no less than the narrow gap inside the world.

In the center of the storm, Roland calmly stroked the ring in his hand, with a different light flashing in his scarlet eyes, as if his sight had penetrated the center of the storm and saw the existence behind the wall of reality and fantasy.

He did not make any unnecessary movements, because the ritual of descent had been completed. A strong, fire-like source of magic power had appeared in the center of the ritual formation, and the changes in the surrounding environment were due to his handiwork.

When it first descended, it brought with it a rhythm as heavy as mercury. Even the fantasy species did not have such outstanding power.

Finally, under Roland's expectant gaze, the tall figure in the center of the rotating light and shadow appeared completely.

He had brown skin, pale hair tied in a single ponytail on his chest, and wore a complicated and noble royal robe. His expression was slightly solemn, but his eyes showed no sadness or joy, without any superfluous emotions, as if he was just a machine. But even so, it could not conceal the innate majesty in him.

But compared to these unnecessary features, Roland's attention was involuntarily attracted by another thing. On the hand of this figure, there was something that looked exactly like the ancient ring on his hand.

The only difference is the quantity.

All ten fingers of this figure wore golden rings, without exception.

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Chapter 246 Scathach

In the hotel guest room, after setting up a barrier to seal off the message, a beautiful woman dressed as a man neatly cleared the floor in the middle of the living room and used mercury to outline a summoning circle.

She has rose-red short hair and pupils, earrings engraved with runes, and black leather gloves on her hands. Her stunning and cold beauty is not only not overshadowed by this outfit, but instead gives her a more heroic and tough temperament.

Although there were no extra words, the red-haired woman's body tensed up at the moment the summoning circle was completed, and her back slightly arched at an imperceptible amplitude, which showed that she could react quickly if anything unusual happened.

But such cautious actions are in stark contrast to her behavior of summoning in the hotel.

As an outsider magician, not only is it easy to expose information in a crowded place like a hotel, but it will also be very passive when facing enemy attacks. Even if the workshop is built with great effort, it is just a castle in the air and may be directly broken through by external force by someone with bad intentions.

No matter how you think about it, it would be wiser to hide your tracks immediately after entering Tokyo, find an empty location to set up a workshop, and then summon.

Considering his age, there are only two possibilities for such a rash action.

Perhaps it was because the red-haired beauty was inexperienced, and was too young to be afraid of a tiger, and could not comprehend the cruelty of the Holy Grail War, or perhaps it was because the girl was gifted that she used such a bold strategy.

Naturally, such an outstanding woman can only be the latter.

Her name is Bazette Fraga Macremis.

As long as they understand the meaning of this name, no sane magician would come here to cause trouble.

Bazette was born into an ancient Irish magic family. Not only could her family history be traced back to the Age of Gods, her nickname of "Inherited Bacteria Preserver" and her magical properties were enough to force even the arrogant nobles of the Clock Tower to acknowledge her bloodline.

After all, if you really want to trace it back, the origin of the Bazett family is directly related to the descendants of the Knights of the Red Branch, to which many heroes in mythology belong.

After leaving her hometown and joining the Magic Association with the dream of not wasting her life, although she was secretly rejected by those corrupt people, Bazette still firmly believed that the more tasks she completed, the more attention she would receive and that she would one day stand out. Therefore, a year later, she accepted the troublesome position of the executor designated by the Seal.

Her excellent talent and family heritage made her unexpectedly suitable for this troublesome job, and she was soon recognized as one of the strongest designated seal executors of the contemporary era.

Among the group that can be designated as sealed by the Magic Association, although the difference in strength is huge, one thing is beyond doubt, that is, they are all tricky magicians, but in front of Bazett, the degree of trickiness is very subtle.

She possesses superb skills in magic and fighting, and is an expert in magician warfare. After gradually accumulating combat experience, Bazette is also feared by magicians and called a human weapon.

Before Bazette accepted the commission from the Clock Tower and came to investigate the Holy Grail War, many magicians vowed that she must have the strength to compete head-on with the Servants.

However, this is not an empty talk. In another world line, Bazette has also proved the truth of this matter. Relying on her own bloodline and magical characteristics, she can create a conceptual treasure sword called Backlight Sword in modern times that can kill with one blow. In addition, she has physical skills and magic that can fight against heroic spirits. She even killed the opponent instantly in a battle with a Saber who did not want to reveal his name.

In the fake Holy Grail War of the Night, she even achieved an outrageous record of killing five servants in four days.

It can be said that in the entire Moon World, except for some existences that are like bugs, such as a certain fifth magician, Bazette basically represents the pinnacle of magician's combat power. She can be regarded as a goalkeeper of combat power. Anyone who can defeat her head-on has more or less used some cheats.

The reason why Bazette would summon directly in the hotel was also very simple. On the one hand, it was purely for efficiency. Summoning as soon as she landed was the most time-saving approach. On the other hand, it was because she had no intention of hiding in a fixed workshop. She planned to take the initiative to attack and eliminate other competitors after collecting information between the servants and the masters.

Besides...she herself also had some expectations about summoning heroic spirits.

Because of her childhood experiences and family reasons, she was very passionate about the legend of Cu Chulainn, and had always felt very sad about the end of this shining hero, and had always wondered if she could save him.

Obviously, this Holy Grail War is the best opportunity.

Bazette examined the summoning circle in front of him with a gaze as sharp as a knife, then took off the pendant on his ear and placed it solemnly on the altar.

Relying on the connection between this holy relic and herself, I'm sure that the fierce dog of Kulan will gladly respond to the call.

"Declare——!"

Bazette raised her right arm and began to chant the spell. When her body was completely transformed into parts connecting the spirit and the material, the summoning circle shone with brilliant light as promised. But just when the heroic spirit woven by dreams was about to officially descend in the hall of the Wheel of Suppression, Bazette's eyes suddenly darkened.

It was not that the light was too dazzling, or that it had suddenly turned into night, but that the dark shadow itself began to spread like air, blinding her eyes.

This anomaly made Bazette take a step back in caution, but the established contract and the gradually fading darkness also made her realize that this might not be a conscious attack from the other party, but a trait that symbolized her identity.

Looking at the scarlet magic gun that first appeared in his field of vision, Bazette asked tentatively.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Cuchulain?"

"Although it is a pity to interrupt the fate between you two, I am not that useless disciple. I am just an outsider from the Demon Realm who borrowed his opportunity."

A purple-red figure holding a magic spear walked out of the mist, his words containing an unshakable determination. He looked at Bazette who was ready for battle and nodded slightly.

"The summoner is a warrior with courage. This is a good omen. Then, the contract is established. I am the lancer of this Holy Grail War, the queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, Scathach."

"The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows..."

Bazette was a little surprised that it was not Cu Chulainn who responded to her call, but when she found out the meaning of the word from her crashed mind, her pupils couldn't help but shrink.

If this is the case, then the darkness just now is understandable. It is just a natural reaction in modern times due to the aura from the demonic realm where the other party was before he came here.

Bazette lowered his head respectfully, observing the stern woman in front of him from the corner of his eye.

The gorgeous long hair with a purple-red tint flowed naturally, cascading down the other person's back like a waterfall.

Her ruby-like eyes sparkled with an oppressive arrogance, as if she were a king who was always making decisions about everything in the world.

Half of her face was covered by a purple scarf, which made people instinctively want to take a peek at what kind of beauty was hidden under the scarf.

Her figure and hair color match perfectly with the golden ratio, and her body-hugging outfit, like armor, outlines the curves that women dream of. However, this beauty, which is so soft that it can be described as alluring, does not have any vulgarity, but instead carries a sense of impeccable perfection.

The fighting spirit surrounding her body is a constant warning to the enemy that she should not be underestimated.

This kind of posture that perfectly combines strength and bravery is exactly the woman that Bazett admires most.

Compared to this kind of existence, I, who can only fight, don't even have the qualifications to compare. After all, this is Scathach...

As a loyal fan who could almost recite the legend of Cu Chulainn by heart, Bazette was naturally familiar with the other party's legend.

A true godslayer, an unrivaled warrior in Celtic mythology, a genius in spearmanship and runes, the teacher of countless heroes, born to be a ruler, the noble queen of the Kingdom of Shadows.

It can be said that even if the association's mission fails this time, the trip will not be in vain.

Just talking with this queen who possesses the wisdom of the magic world is an experience that countless people desire but cannot obtain. If one can get one or two words of advice from her, it will be enough to benefit oneself for the rest of one's life.

Even without such luck, just by fighting with Scathach, Bazette could foresee that he would make great progress.

Especially since one of the systems he was best at happened to be the Runes. When Bazette watched the three original Runes restored by Aozaki Touko in the Clock Tower, he felt that many of the techniques he had learned had been confirmed, and he felt like waking up from a dream, not to mention Scathach, who mastered the original runes owned by the legendary god Odin.

In fact, until now, Bazette still feels shocked and unbelievable about the fact that he summoned Scathach.

"Your Majesty... Queen..."

After understanding the significance of this matter, Bazette couldn't help but pursed her lips. She became a little flustered, worrying about how to address the other party. She herself was an outlier among the selfish magicians. Although she had great power, she never thought that she was superior to others. She would abide by the rules and would work to earn money even if she had no money. She was a very decent person.

Even if she summoned other heroic spirits, she would not consider them to be her own familiars, let alone Scathach, whom she admired and worshipped.

If Bazett hadn't been afraid that Scathach would think he was shameless because of his excessive enthusiasm, he would even have planned to treat her with the etiquette of a disciple treating his master.

"Don't worry about my identity, just call me Lancer," Scathach looked at the pure Bazette and smiled. "After all, it was me who forcibly disrupted your arrangement. In this case, I should also take on the responsibility of a Servant."

"No... that's too rude!"

Bazette hesitated and wanted to reject the proposal, but under Scathach's calm gaze, he nodded obediently.

"I understand."

"What a good kid, you have great talent too. It seems like we are compatible. With a little guidance, you may become a true warrior."

Scathach looked at Bazette and couldn't help but express a little more appreciation in her tone.

Although she is not powerless to resist the Command Spells after understanding the existence of the Holy Grail system, she will still face some troubles. After all, she did not come in her true form this time, but only borrowed the spiritual foundation given by the Holy Grail War and modified it slightly.

With her aloof personality, she obviously would not give in to her Master. If the other party was a coward without a strong opinion but with an arrogant heart, a breakup was a foreseeable scenario.

But fortunately, Bazette is still very much to Scathach's liking. She has excellent talent, a tenacious spirit, and an unshakable pure will. Scathach, who can fully understand herself, also has the vision to see through the qualities of others. Therefore, she can conclude that Bazette is very outstanding.

"I feel honored to receive your evaluation..." Bazette's face flushed with excitement after receiving praise from her idol, but she quickly adjusted her mentality. The excitement that just appeared in her eyes was quickly replaced by calmness.

"However, although this question may be a little presumptuous, why did you come to this era, Lancer? Even in this Holy Grail War, theoretically there is no space to accommodate you."

"Indeed," the queen, who was as beautiful as a violet, said in a proud and cold voice, "Not only in the so-called Holy Grail War, but also in ordinary times, the world would not have any good feelings towards the arrival of an uninvited guest like me, and I do not intend to cause unnecessary chaos in the history that has continued to this day, so even if someone really wants to summon me, it is impossible to do so."

"Moreover, there is a fundamental difference between me and the existence called the Heroic Spirit."

As a godslayer who slaughtered many gods and the guardian of the Kingdom of Shadows, Scathach, who became semi-deified after a long time, has long lost the qualifications to die like a human being and can only remain alone on the outside of the world until even its existence disappears.

"I see," Bazette felt a little regretful when he heard this answer. "I thought you had some wishes that you were going to place on the Holy Grail. I hope to contribute to your efforts, because I don't plan to rely on the Holy Grail to gain anything myself."

"I don't have any wishes for the Holy Grail to fulfill. ...If I could say that."

Scathach said slowly.

"The pleasure of fighting with heroes from all ages is indeed very attractive to me. Although my spiritual foundation is limited, perhaps I can see the hope and possibility of realizing my original wish."

There wasn't even a trace of seriousness on Scathach's face regarding the possibility of fighting a powerful hero. It was as if she was just playing a playful game and that was all she was interested in.

But when she did such an arrogant thing, it only made people feel that it was natural.

"However, as a reward for this pleasure, I came here and indeed had a mission that I had to take action on."

"mission?"

Bazette looked at Scathach with some confusion, not understanding why such a being as her would use such words.