Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, there is one more thing."

Yanain stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Saber, with a warm smile on his face:

"Good night, I wish you a sweet dream tonight."

Chapter 222 Ask for a day off and adjust your schedule

The schedule of the past few days is too dark. You can basically see from my update time. It is all updated at 34:[-] in the morning. If this continues, I am really afraid that I will die suddenly one day, so I will take a day off today , adjust your schedule

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Chapter 223 Chapter 15 Heading to Matou's House

Fuyuki City Hotel.

The brilliant golden light spots of spiritual particles gathered from the void and condensed into the appearance of Yanain.

"Is this the feeling of becoming a spirit body?" Yanain shook his palm, curled his lips, "No wonder no one likes it."

This was the first time he tried reincarnation. It felt like he had become a rootless duckweed, a ghost of nothingness, without any sense of real existence. Although it was convenient, it was not uncomfortable at all.

"You did a good job, Lancer." Kenneth stood up from the sofa and looked at Yanain with admiration. Lancer's performance tonight couldn't have made him more satisfied.

Single-handedly singled out the two major followers of the King of Heroes and King Arthur, and won them all easily. Such a brilliant record can be regarded as the only one in the Holy Grail Wars of all ages.

If it weren't for his image as a nobleman, Kenneth couldn't help but want to laugh up to the sky.

Perhaps the only regret is that none of the followers left tonight.

However, Kenneth is still extremely confident, relying on Lancer's strength, coupled with the assistance of his genius master, it is only a matter of time before he wins the Holy Grail War.

With such a brilliant resume, no one will dare to say that he is just a theoretical school from now on.

"Actually, it's not easy for me to win." Yanain's mouth was slightly helpless, and when he reached out his palm, a dim crystal ball appeared in his hand.

Feeling that less than half of the magic power remained in the magic furnace, the corner of Kenneth's mouth twitched slightly.

According to the standard of the clock tower, the magic power that a magic furnace core can hold is almost equivalent to the five-year reserve of a regular spiritual vein. Such a huge amount of magic power is enough to supply ordinary servants to fight the entire Holy Grail War without any scruples.

In the end, it was just this one fight, and Lancer directly knocked out half of his magic power.

This level of consumption is too terrifying!

What if I didn't bring a magic furnace, but directly used my own magic power to supply Lancer... Thinking of that scene, Kenneth couldn't help but shudder all over. Suck it up.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, exchange with equal value, isn't this the basic principle of your magic world." Yanain casually threw the magic hearth back into the different space, sat on the sofa, and poured himself a cup Pre-brewed black tea.

After all, the God's Keys on his body are not real, but treasures constructed by the Seat of Heroes, and every time he uses them, he must consume a lot of magic power.

Moreover, due to the restrictions of the job agency, except for Heiyuan Baihua, the magic power he would consume for using the rest of the God's Keys would have to be raised to a higher level.

Facing Gilgamesh this time, he used the power of the Rain of the Void and the Space Power of the Thousand Worlds. It is because of the consumption of these two treasures that only half of the heart of the magic furnace is left. Mana reserves.

Just two God's Keys need to consume such a huge amount of magic power. If you release other God's Keys and Noble Phantasms, the required magic power will be even more astronomical.

Fortunately, before he came, he asked Kenneth to prepare two more magic hearths, a total of five magic hearths, excluding the one prepared by Kenneth for himself, the remaining four magic hearths, combined with three strokes of the command spell, were enough for the He showed full strength.

In fact, if it is just to win this Holy Grail War, then he does not need to make this level of preparation at all, but the purpose of his coming here is to solve the crisis in this world, so he must ensure that his combat power is sufficient .

He had an inexplicable intuition that the source of this crisis was hidden somewhere in this Holy Grail War.

However, his master obviously did not realize this aspect. The monarch of El-Mello put all his thoughts on the Holy Grail War, thinking while pacing: "Now that Gilgamesh has been hit hard, it is the It's the best time to eliminate it, but it's not easy to deal with that Berserker who is very strong at first glance. By the way, Lancer, do you think we can find other masters to cooperate and take Gilga together? Mei Shi got rid of it?"

Yanain said lightly: "In this situation, who would dare to come to us for cooperation?"

Kenneth was slightly taken aback, but then quickly realized.

Lancer's performance tonight was too eye-catching, and now they must have become the target of public criticism. It's fine if others don't join forces to attack him at this time, so how can they cooperate with them.

He doesn't really want Lancer to attack alone, after all, Lancer's consumption is too terrifying, and he also understands the reason why the snipe and the clam fight for the fisherman's profit. If they finally get rid of Gilgamesh, then The other servants immediately jumped out to attack them, so they are probably in dire straits.

But if he just gave up the chance to eliminate Gilgamesh, he would be really unwilling. Wouldn't this mean that they didn't do anything tonight?

"Don't worry, even if we don't make a move, others will." Yanain said calmly, drinking steaming black tea, "Gilgamesh is not a big threat to us, but to us Others don't have to. It's a choice they have to make, not us, to face one tiger or two tigers."

Kenneth rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "But can they really kill Gilgamesh with them alone?"

"You'd better not underestimate them, no matter what, they are also heroes who have left traces in history." Yanaen said without changing his tone.

"That's true." Kenneth nodded, then curled his lips and said, "He should be honored to have made such a big fuss over a Caster who has already left the stage."

Tonight's trial was mainly because Yanain wanted to find out who made a move on Caster's group.

But the end result is still unclear.

Compared with the original fourth Holy Grail War, this Holy Grail War has undergone a lot of changes. Saber was reversed into a blackened form, and what Kotomine Kirei summoned was not an Assassin, but a berserk Cu Chulainn .

But these are not the key points. The key point is that none of the few riders currently on the scene have the conditions to kill Caster.

It's not that they don't have that ability, the key is that Caster was killed right after he was summoned, which means that the person who did it had predicted his coming in advance, and there were no traces of fighting at the scene, which means that Caster was completely without any resistance. In the case of being eliminated and exiting the field.

The only one who can meet these two conditions at the same time is Gilgamesh, but with his character, it is impossible to do such a thing.

In this case, there is only one possibility left.

Yanain looked at the night scene outside the window, his dark eyes revealed the same deepness.

......

......

The prototype of Fuyuki City is Kobe City in Hyogo Prefecture in the Kansai region of Japan. The whole city is divided into two distinct parts by the Mito River that traverses the city. The east side is a highly modern new capital, and the west side is a deep mountain. Town, basically only the old city in the residential area.

Miyama Town has an obvious atmosphere of the old era. The buildings here are basically Japanese-style, and the overall building is built against the mountains. Compared with the busy Xindu, the rhythm here is obviously more soothing, so the famous Fuyuki City Big families basically choose to settle here.

As the evening approaches, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles on the earth, covering everything with a fiery red coat. After a hard day's work, people drag their tired bodies and walk towards home. Now that the economy is in a downturn, in order not to be laid off, They have to work several times harder than before to barely keep their jobs.

Among the crowd, there is a figure that is particularly eye-catching. It is a young man wearing a sweater and jeans. His dark eyes reveal an indescribable deepness. His handsome appearance is comparable to the current popular stars. The noble temperament is enough for people to recognize it in the crowd at a glance, and it is unforgettable.

But the strange thing is that no one turned their attention to him, as if the other party didn't exist at all.

The young man walked leisurely along the way like a tourist, until the sun completely set and the night covered the land, he finally stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.

Different from other buildings in Shenshan Town, this is a mansion full of western style. If someone is here, it can be seen at a glance that this is a Nordic style building.

Although his vision is not good, the young man still clearly saw the word "Matou" inlaid on the outside of the mansion. He touched his chin thoughtfully and pointed, and the heavy iron gate slowly moved towards the door. Open on both sides.

The man put his hands in his trouser pockets, without the consciousness of breaking into the house, and walked into it as if there was no one else around.

"I didn't expect the famous Lord King Arthur to come to the humble house. I'm really flattered."

A hoarse and hoarse old voice sounded like sandpaper rubbing, and a figure slowly walked from the depths of the darkness.

It was a hunchbacked short old man, bald, his limbs were as thin as a mummy, with sunken eye sockets, showing two hale and hearty eyes, holding a wooden walking stick in his hand, wearing a kimono of ultramarine blue and dark gray, accompanied by his Appeared, an unpleasant smell like rotting wood began to permeate the air.

"It's an uninvited guest, so why bother Mr. Jiantong to come and greet him in person?" Yanaen removed Yu Duchen's psychological disguise, looked at Zouyan Jiantong, and smiled indifferently, "Or, I would rather Should I call you Marchy Zorgen?"

Om-! !

In an instant, countless insects chirped from all directions, and the dense and restless sound could scare ordinary people to death, but Yanaen still looked calm.

After a while, the sound of the insects gradually died down, and Matou Zouken let out an unpleasant laugh like sand and gravel:

"It's been a long time since I heard this name... As expected of King Arthur, who can easily defeat even a tyrant like Gilgamesh, he can see through the old man's secret so easily. It's just that the old man doesn't quite understand, the old man I have never had anything to do with you, so why did you come here suddenly?"

Chapter 224 No.16 Matou Sakura

Although Matou Zouken looked calm on the surface, but in fact his spirit was highly concentrated, always paying attention to Yanan's every move.

Being able to tell his real name straight away means that the other party probably has the ability of clairvoyance or omniscience. No matter which one it is, it means that his secret has been completely exposed to the other party.

Of course, Jiantong Zouyan knows how sinful the things he has done these years are. Even if it is too much to write, it is not an exaggeration. If these things are exposed, there will be no room for him in the outer world or the inner world from now on. place.

So he tried his best to cover up, lived a low-key life, and minimized his contact with the outside world.

He has never had anything to do with this King Arthur, and he has never even met face to face. Under such circumstances, the other party still came to him. The only possibility he could think of was that the other party could not understand what he was doing. Come to eliminate harm for the people.

In fact, this is not surprising. After all, according to the description in the epic, King Arthur himself is a high-spirited, vengeful, and upright hero.

And he is also very clear that this King Arthur, who can defeat even the hero king Gilgamesh, is definitely not the one he can challenge.

So what he's playing now is just a clone made of bugs, and once the opponent shows the intention to attack, he will immediately run away with his own body.

It doesn't matter if you abandon the entire Matou family.

As long as he can survive, even if he sacrifices everything, he doesn't care.

Immortality is his only obsession, even if he lives like a slug in a dark and damp underground, or parasites on others like a parasite.

A man named Magiri Zorgen died 200 years ago, leaving only a monster named Matou Zouken wandering the world.

Looking at this old man who had completely lost himself in the pursuit of his ideals, Yanain felt indescribably complicated. At a certain moment, he couldn't help but think of himself—if he still hasn't returned after 50 years [Savior] 】Promoted to EX, will he get lost on this road like the other party?

Shaking his head and putting these useless thoughts behind him, Yanaen said in a calm tone, "I came this time to make a deal with Matou Weng."

"Oh~ this is really strange. Does such a poor Jiantong family have something that can make the king look good?" I'm not sure if this is the opponent's trick.

"Whether it is valuable or not is judged according to the needs." Yanain said flatly.

"That's true." Jiantong Zouyan smiled sinisterly, like an evil ghost lingering in the world, "In this case, please come to the humble house to tell the story."

Although he knew that the other party wanted to include himself in the home court, Yanain still didn't care. Just Matou Zouken's little trick couldn't help him at all. It is not even an exaggeration to say that even Maqili Zorgen reappeared, and he could also hang the opponent up and hit him.

He followed Jiantong Zouyan into the house of Jiantong's family. The light here was not bright, it could even be called dim. There is an unusual aversion to all bright environments.

"It's so dark, aren't you afraid of falling while walking?"

Yanain pressed the switch of the overhead light, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the hall, as if it were daytime.

Matou Zouken's hands trembled slightly, and his face was extremely gloomy, but looking at Yanain's half-smile eyes, he could only forcefully suppress the discomfort in his body and the anger in his heart, and made a salute: "Please, Your Majesty. Take a seat."

The sofas in the living room are arranged according to the layout of one master and two vices. Yanain sat on the main sofa unceremoniously, and Zouken Matou sat on his left side with stiff steps.

"I didn't know the king was coming, so I didn't make any preparations in advance, and I hope the king will forgive me." Jiantong Zouyan coughed, and the rotten smell on his body became stronger. Interested, I wonder if your majesty can explain it to the old man in detail?"

"Before that, I have a question to ask Mr. Matou." Yanaen crossed Erlang's legs and crossed his hands on his chest. "Did the Matou family participate in this Holy Grail War?"