Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Medea proudly straightened her already well-formed body, with her perfect round figure and slender waist forming a line that outlined an alluring curve.

Roland glanced at Medea suspiciously. Although his room was not a fulcrum with sufficient magic power, since it was the wisdom of a magician from another world, it must be correct, right?

Roland, who had no intention of doing anything, sat next to Sakura Matou after settling her down to keep her company. Although he was still a little unwilling, it was already very late and he had experienced a lot today. After lying on the soft bed, Sakura Matou smelled the familiar scent of Roland, and her tense body quickly relaxed. After a while, she began to talk in her sleep.

Looking at the sleeping face of the girl and Roland beside her, Medea suddenly became quiet. It was not until Roland's gaze fell on her again that she hurriedly waved her staff.

"Since concealment is our main goal, Master, I will prioritize setting up a barrier to conceal magic. Although it is not very effective in terms of range, its concealment is first-rate. Even a Heroic Spirit would not be able to detect any abnormality from the outside unless they personally enter this base."

After arriving at a familiar area, Medea immediately found her rhythm. "And an immature magician like you, Master, can't even tell that you are under the surveillance of the barrier."

"is that so?"

Roland looked at the crisscrossing, flowing, and moving invisible lines in the air in confusion, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Why did this barrier feel so real to him? As if he could touch it.

Before his hand touched the barrier, a pink arm, between illusion and reality, stretched out from his fingertips, took the lead, and accurately grasped the invisible barrier.

—The bomb has been planted.

The touch from his soul prompted him to do so, and Roland pressed his thumb almost instinctively.

The next moment, without any sign of breaking, all the magic lines in the entire barrier disappeared in an instant, as if they had never existed at all.

"My barrier is gone! There's not even a hint of it being broken or invaded..."

Medea, who was still concentrating on setting up the second, more powerful barrier, suddenly cried out and looked at Roland anxiously.

"Master, is there an enemy invasion?"

"No, strictly speaking," Roland also responded in a puzzled voice and summoned his own stand-in.

"Should this be called a stand attack?"

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Chapter 40: Killer Queen's Changes

"Stand attack, what do you mean?"

Roland did not answer Medea, but made Killer Queen appear in front of him.

The Stand is something that is closely related to the mind and mental strength. The growth or decline of the Stand user's spirit will directly affect the state of the Stand.

There is no need to say more about Roland, whose soul has changed. The Killer Queen who appeared in front of him has undergone tremendous changes.

The most eye-catching thing is the dense cracks on the body, just like porcelain on the verge of breaking. In the cracks, you can faintly see flowing flames. The face looks more like a skeleton, and the dangerous vertical pupils are filled with deep red, and there are blood threads spreading from the pupils like vines clinging to them.

But this stand with a sense of brokenness gave Roland enough power in return.

After moving Killer Queen's hands and feet a little, Roland felt a clear difference.

With his current punching speed and strength, beating his former self would be a piece of cake.

If we were to describe her using attributes, the current Killer Queen's strength, speed, and precision are probably both at the A level. As for her growth and sustainability, Roland couldn't judge.

Because he could feel that the Killer Queen was still growing. Those crack-like marks were the best proof, as if something was about to be reborn under this body.

"It will take some time... The power given by the Holy Lord's soul is indeed much stronger than I imagined. How will Killer Queen's abilities change after she is born with a new look?"

Will it be like Kaz, with the same Stand's ability multiplied, or will it simply be at the level of Requiem? And what can such a Stand bring to itself when it climbs the road to heaven?

With anticipation, Roland unconsciously moved his fingers, looking at his nails that had not grown at all.

But even in this unfinished state, Killer Queen's power has grown tremendously.

The most prominent thing is the power of the explosion. Although compared with Kira Yoshikage, its power in Roland's hands is much greater, but it is far from comparable to now. When Emiya Kiritsugu went to blow up that floor, he needed to bury a large amount of explosives in advance. Now, Roland only needs to walk around and touch it a few times casually to achieve a better effect.

Moreover, I don’t know if it’s because of the changes brought about by the Holy Lord’s soul, but the objects that Killer Queen can bury bombs in are no longer limited to simple objects.

He can even destroy the barrier formed by magic power. Just by touching a part of the barrier, Killer Queen can directly annihilate the entire barrier.

Before this, the barrier couldn't even alert its owner. If the magician set the barrier to be autonomous, it would probably not notice the intrusion at all and would die at Roland's hands.

Although with his current abilities, there is no need to be so sneaky when facing ordinary magicians.

After explaining it to Medea, she understood and went to set up the barrier.

For a caster who has the ability to manufacture in a workshop as one of his inherent skills, the combat power that can be unleashed by having a position is completely different matter.

In the original novel, Kenneth participated in the Holy Grail War with such confidence because he brought multiple magic furnaces and was able to build workshops more luxurious and powerful than the Big Three at any time. Those local advantages were not worth mentioning in front of him.

If it weren't for his academic understanding of combat in the Clock Tower, he should have shined even more in this Holy Grail War.

Although Roland's base is just a sacred place, Medea can still build a temple that exceeds the workshop level. In the position, even if it is Saber with the highest level of anti-magic power, Medea is confident that she can fight against it.

"Unfortunately, this spiritual land is still too marginal. If it is a spiritual land of the level of the three great families, or the best spiritual land in this city, the temple called Ryudo Temple, as the base..."

"That won't work," Roland rejected the proposal flatly. "I have a feeling that place will probably be blown up."

Under the influence of the Holy Lord, there are too many people eyeing the Holy Grail this time. Danic, Einzbern, and Matou Zouken will be attacked by the crowd if they are not careful.

"So, Master, what do we do next?"

After completing the basic position construction, Medea came to Roland and asked.

"Although I don't have any wishes, Master, you need to use the Holy Grail to make a wish. Although I can make something that seems convenient, I don't have that much time to accumulate magic power now."

Rubbing the Holy Grail with your hands was not just an empty phrase for Medea.

As a magician of the Age of Gods, the essence of the Holy Grail was not difficult for Medea to see through. The magic power accumulated by the earth veins of Fuyuki City for sixty years was enough to construct the bodies of seven servants. With such a huge amount of magic power, most things could be accomplished easily. If it was just about taking on a body and gaining wealth, wishes of this level could be easily accomplished.

But the so-called universal wishing machine is just a gimmick.

After all, the Holy Grail was essentially built only to reach the root and realize the third law, and the so-called wish is just a by-product.

It is precisely because of this that the three great families have been hiding the truth. Otherwise, those greedy guys from the Magic Association would have rushed here in droves, and would not have regarded it as a magic competition in the countryside.

However, Medea had a very high opinion of the Command Spell system.

"If it weren't for his amazing talent and hard work in the law system, he wouldn't have been able to create a system that even I can't easily replicate. Its creator has the qualifications to be a hero."

Roland didn't have a definite answer as to what to do next, as there was no original plot for him to copy. In this Holy Grail War, the most honest-looking person was probably Kenneth.

"Well, anyway, I still need to confirm one thing first."

Roland said slowly: "As the provider of the Holy Grail's core technology, the Einzbern family has the mission of sending the Little Holy Grail. This time their Master has been killed by me in advance, so they can only send the Homunculus."

Medea understood what Roland meant. "If homunculus is used as a container for the Servant's soul, even if it is adjusted well, at most four or five will become inhuman creatures that can't even maintain the form of puppets. Even if they serve as temporary masters, there should be someone responsible for taking over."

"That's right," Roland snapped his fingers. "I have already asked the Shadow Corps to monitor other known Masters. Except for Danic who has not shown up yet and Einzbern who has not arrived yet, any movement will not escape my eyes."

"Are you going to confirm Einzbern's backup Master?"

"Yes," Roland nodded. "Besides that, I have to confirm one thing. You said before that my status is unique, so it will cause abnormal summoning results. I must see with my own eyes who the Heroic Spirit of Einzbern is."

Thinking of Avalon, which he had seized from Emiya Kiritsugu, Roland began to doubt the Saber that Hisau Maiya had mentioned. Although there were not many people that Avalon could point to, what if there was a problem with the job? The same King Arthur was completely different in the states of Saber and Lancer.

If there is a problem in this regard, then the Einzbern family, which has always been ignored, may become the biggest dark horse in this Holy Grail War.

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Chapter 41: Traces of Fire Demonic Energy

Roland and Medea were walking together at F Airport, the closest airport to Fuyuki City.

Roland was fine, but Medea was still wearing the purple robe, her white and round thighs were faintly visible with the rhythm of her steps, but such an eye-catching outfit did not cause any commotion.

With just a simple barrier that hindered cognition, the two of them entered the airport openly and landed on the soft seats waiting. Caster's advantage in this regard is unmatched by other heroes.

"Master, is it really okay to spy on the Holy Grail vessels so boldly? You just killed their original masters."

Medea asked as soon as she sat down. She held her chin with one hand, tilted her head slightly towards Roland, and crossed her long, white legs.

"That's why I want to take a look. After all, heroic spirits can become spirits. If that so-called Saber doesn't appear in person, I'll have a headache."

Roland looked out the window and saw a passenger plane slowly landing on the runway. The woman Roland had been waiting for for a long time came out of the cabin door.

She has impeccable facial features and beautiful red eyes, her shiny silver hair hangs softly behind her, her towering and magnificent breasts are wrapped in a coat made of silver fox fur, and her long legs are wrapped in knee-high boots, outlining her slender and plump attractive curves.

Irisviel, with her appearance that was so beautiful that it seemed like it was not something a human could possess, easily exposed the other party's identity, and behind her, another tall figure slowly walked out.

He was wearing a black coat with a navy blue shirt underneath, and had a smile on his face as warm as the sun. He looked as perfect as a prince from a fairy tale.

"Tsk, this kind of handsome guy always gives people a frivolous and indecisive feeling..."

Medea was the first to complete her biased assessment of Saber. "But I can feel his deep and powerful magic. This feeling is probably only possessed by Saber. Master, it seems that things are still within your expectations. The Master of Einzbern seems to still be King Arthur."

Then, she turned her head and saw the surprise on Roland's face.

"How could it be King Arthur?"

"?"

Such an answer confused Medea. Wasn't it Roland himself who vowed yesterday to confirm whether Saber was King Arthur? The answer was obviously correct, so why was the Master still not satisfied?

"Could it be that this guy is using some kind of disguised treasure?"

"No, this guy is King Arthur. The question is, how can King Arthur be a man?"

Roland frowned and let out a small sigh.

It turned out to be the right thing to do when I took a look today. I didn't expect that Avalon, who was possessed by the Holy Lord, would summon the prototype of Saber, King Arthur, who was dubbed the Old Sword.

While Old Sword may be superior to Saber in terms of combat power compared to Artoria, with the support of a male body, he may have more durability than Saber, but the general fighting style is still the same.

But in terms of Noble Phantasms, it was completely different. Although both were divine weapons forged in the inner sea of ​​the stars, when the sword came into Saber's hands, it had been set with an output limit, but the one in the old sword's hand was only scabbarded with unlocking conditions.

To truly knowledgeable Heroic Spirits, Saber's identity as the Wielder of the Holy Sword of the Stars is far more dazzling than King Arthur.

After the restraint of the holy sword was released, it could be said that it could cut UO above and slash human evil below, mainly highlighting its power.

Moreover, in Roland's impression, the old sword itself has the destiny of being a tool to save the world, and also has the special skill of being a giant beast killer.

And looking at this Holy Grail War, it seems that he is the only one who is evil, powerful, hiding conspiracy, and has the identity of a giant beast, except for the absolute evil in this world hidden in the Holy Grail.

"How about this, Master, shall we leave?"

"No..." Roland was about to agree, but suddenly changed his mind. His pupils were once again filled with scarlet flames. "I think I found something interesting."

He subconsciously poured magic power into his eyes to strengthen his vision, but this time, his sight was not directed at the Holy Sword User who was more worthy of vigilance, but at Irisviel, the Master.

"Why does the Master of the Einzbern family have traces of the devilish energy of fire?"

Although it was very faint, only a trace, there was indeed a feeling of the devilish energy of fire on Irisviel's body. As a fire demon, Roland had an absolute say in this regard.

After hearing Roland's speech, Medea also looked at Irisviel intently, but finally shook her head.

"I found nothing except that she is this year's Holy Grail Vessel."

"It's not your fault," Roland stood up, "because my anger only stayed in her body for a while and didn't really merge into her. It's incredible. There's no air magic here. How did Einzbern completely remove the anger from her body? If I hadn't come here in person, I'm afraid I wouldn't have discovered this."

Roland couldn't figure out why the Holy Lord's soul was attached to Avalon. Logically speaking, the Holy Grail, which possessed a large amount of magic power, should be the first choice of the Holy Lord's soul. Something must have happened for him to change the object of possession.

As for the Einzbern family, which is the worst at fighting and the most trouble-making, Roland was not afraid to make the most malicious assumptions.

"Come on, Caster, let's go and see what good things the last Einzbern did."

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"Don't worry, Irisviel. Your daughter is a very sensible child. She just came a little early. She will be fine."

After leaving the airport, Old Sword watched Irisviel looking at the dazzling array of stores. Although she looked curious, she still seemed to be in a low mood, so he comforted her.

"This is your first time out of the castle. You should see more of this beautiful world."

“That’s why I’m worried,” Irisviel bit her lip. “That child is also leaving Einzbern for the first time. She’s still so young, and she’s going to play the role of a candidate. Doesn’t Great Grandfather want to give her even the last few years of his life?”

"I believe she has the same strength as you. She agreed so readily because she believes you can protect her."

"Yes, I must protect her."

Irisviel took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in her heart. "I'm sorry, Saber, I made you worry. Do you want to go shopping before it's night? Things are very different now from your time."

Although it was just a polite remark to change the subject, Old Sword obviously didn't think so.

"I'm really interested in that store," he pointed to a store door with BBQ written on it, "What does this word mean? It clearly looks like a restaurant..."

"...Hehe," Irisviel narrowed her eyes and laughed, "That's true. I didn't let you eat properly today because we were on the plane. You usually have a big appetite. Wasn't the portion in the morning enough?"