I draw a card first

Chapter 275 Servant Aiwen

"Be full, be full, be full, be full, be full.

Repeatedly, followed by five, but when it is full, it is the opportunity to discard.

Declare, your body listens to my command, my life is with your sword, answer the call of the Holy Grail, if you are willing to obey this will and this principle, then respond.

I swear here, I am willing to accomplish all good deeds in the world, and I am willing to put an end to all evil deeds in the world.

You are the seven heavens surrounded by the three spirits of words, from the wheel of restraint, the guardian of the scales! "

As the girl's voice rang in his ears, accompanied by the dazzling light, Aiwen found himself slowly emerging from a magic circle with a diameter of more than one meter.

For the first time, he looked at the summoner in front of him.

A typical Japanese beautiful girl about the age of a high school student.

Wearing a red top, black skirt and stockings, with long straight black hair!
"I thought it was really a poor young lady with twin tails. Is it a heterotopia similar to the world?"

After complaining in his heart, Aiwen stepped out of the gradually dimming magic circle.

After scanning the dark room in the basement where he was, he held back a smile, leaned over with a serious face and said to the summoner who was about 1.5 meters in front of him:
"Girl, are you my Master?"

But it's a pity that the girl who summoned Ivan in front of him didn't come according to someone's expected process.

Instead, he folded his arms and frowned, and kept looking up and down at Aiwen. His delicate and cute face was full of tangles, and he muttered softly:

"This... is Caster?"

Alvin: Wait, I seem to hear something wrong?
Someone hurriedly checked his own information and suddenly discovered that something was indeed wrong!
[Heroic Spirit: Alvin
Servant Incarnation Form

Employment: Caster
Biography: An unknown and powerful existence from another world, who came in response to the call of the holy cup
Master: Rin Misaka
Strength: A+
Durability: A+
Agility: A+
Magic: B
lucky: C
Divinity: B+ (Dead, Buddha)

Noble Phantasm: Unknown]

Alvin: .
At this moment, someone just wants to say one thing—duplicate, MMP!

I'm wearing heavy golden armor, and my strength and endurance are so high. You told me that I was given the mage profession?

I mage your face!
Of course, in order to keep the style, Ivan can only smile politely and gracefully at the moment.

"Oh, little guy, don't care about these details."

A head-touching kill interrupted the girl in front of her from thinking, and then she took off the armor on her body and changed into a normal uniform, and someone walked towards the steps self-consciously under the angry gaze of the girl who was about to bite.

A few people walked up the spiral steps of more than ten meters, pushed open the wooden door of the basement and walked into the living room. They could see that this was a rather grand small villa.

The three-story European-style building is exquisite and elegant, but it looks a bit old, as if it hasn't been cleaned seriously for a long time.

At the same time, Ivan also sorted out the common sense knowledge about the world that was suddenly stuffed into his mind.

Simply put, his place is "Japan" in September 2006.

Of course, it's not his hometown, but another parallel world.

On the surface, this is the 21st century with advanced technology, but in the dark, magic, gods, demons and monsters are still lurking in the dark.

Just like the girl just now, she is a member of a group called magicians who possess a special power called "magic".

It's just that in modern times, these supernatural beings have all declined.

Under the strong suppression of the governments of various countries, they can only hide in the dark and entertain themselves.

The competition that Ivan participated in is officially called the "Holy Cup War". It is a form of self-entertainment and can be regarded as the "Olympics" for magicians.

Every ten years, the "competition committee" responsible for organizing the competition will open a super magic circle, randomly select seven magicians from all over the world, and give them a mark called engraving.

If these participating magicians have not given up their qualifications, they can randomly summon their own followers through engraving.

A heroic spirit formed as a legendary figure, a clone of part of the power descended under the intervention of magic, the follower is theoretically equal to the participating mages in terms of status.

The only privilege of a magician is that he can issue three mandatory tasks to his servants of the heroic spirit through engraving.

But in the actual process, there are many funny comparisons who are too deep into the drama, or have abnormal heads, put on some ridiculous, cannibalistic plays, and even love each other!

In short, the expensive circle is also very chaotic...

After the mage and servants are in place, the game can begin.

Seven pairs of newcomers, I mean Master and Servant, will arrive from all over the world to the designated competition city for a fierce battle of wits and courage.

In the course of the battle, even magicians are allowed to be killed or injured. The only restriction is that it is forbidden to directly attack the magician himself.

But what about the real compliance?
In theory, the schedule has no time limit and will continue until the champion is completely determined.

But after more than seven days, the "competition committee" will continue to release magic poisonous fog from the edge of the city, reducing the living range of the heroic servants and forcing them to fight as soon as possible.

Of course, spending so much effort to hold this kind of thing, there are people in the whole world who contribute to it, not because it is simply boring, but because it is profitable.

After the competition starts, the entire city will be set up by the "competition committee" with countless magic monitors, and the global live broadcast will be broadcast live in the inner world circle, and viewing fees will be charged, and "rewards" from the audience for wonderful performances will be accepted. Special gamble.

And some of the top rich and dignitaries in the world of ordinary people will also be invited to watch.

Every year, the rewards from these real* mobs alone are truly astronomical sums, enough to allow the rare residents of the Underworld to enjoy high welfare benefits and live a comfortable life for ten years.

So, the gods, demons, monsters, magicians and magicians of this world are really good at morality.
Ivan's current summoning magician, or master, Misaka Rin, is a contestant in this competition.

An orphaned girl who practiced family magic.

In order to revitalize the declining family for the huge prize money and life-long benefits of the competition, the girl resolutely chose to participate in the dangerous Sacred Cup Competition after she found out that she had been selected.

And coincidentally, the location of this competition is in Japan. It is said to be a small city on the island of Honshu called Bedlord City.

"It's not easy for the little guy. Both his parents died at the age of ten, and he stubbornly takes care of himself. He has lived to such an age."

At the moment of meeting, someone who read the girl's superficial memory quietly and viciously before the girl came out of the basement, quietly put down the wiped family photo in his hand, turned and looked out the window.

The setting sun is gradually setting, reflecting the beautiful blood-colored sunset.

However, Ivan felt a kind of "suffocation".

The energy in the surrounding space is very thin, just like the last light of the setting sun.

It is not even enough for the body of the servant to form a balanced power cycle, and it can only rely on the magic power of the master to continuously replenish it.

There is no doubt that the supernatural power of this world is drawing down.

Sooner or later, she will be like the last copy

——All the gods enter the tomb!

In the last dungeon, wait until the martial arts are completely dissipated, then it is really a clean new world.
Putting aside these emotions that had nothing to do with him, Aiwen turned around and smiled at the girl master who was panting and leaning against the door because of rushing up the stairs.

Once again, he patted his head to kill, ignoring the other party's "don't run around without waiting for me!", humming a song and walking to the kitchen.

At the same time, in his palm, a little holy light flashed away...

　Wahaha, today's fourth update! ^_^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)