Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

The magic sword is carried at will, and the sloppy attitude makes people completely unable to find the slightest fighting spirit.

As he spoke, he glanced up and down Kama's body with pity.

"I might be interested in a body like yours for another ten years, but for now, let's forget it."

She uttered a forbidden sentence that ranks among the top even in the forbidden vocabulary for women.

Kama was once a male god.

After being eliminated by Shiva with the third eye, he no longer has the concept of gender, age, etc. that can constitute a living body.

This means that everything for her depends on the dependant.

Even personality and thinking patterns will be affected by it.

To the extreme.

Her existence is the other side of Kama as the dependant.

And can't come out alone to explain something.

and so.

Kama was annoyed.

There is both annoyance of being despised and annoyance of unwillingness.

She herself didn't want to act like this all the time.

"I'll make it impossible for you to say 'no' to me again!"

Flowers in the sky, and flower shadows on the ground.

As if echoing Kama's will, the most beautiful moment is about to bloom.

And in that instant, something will also be tampered with.

Behind the huge magic circle like petals, something is nurturing and pulsing.

In an attempt to come to the world and make the world listen to God's will.

However, there is no 'later'.

That is a light.

Because I couldn't recognize what it was, but something that looked very much like light.

Appears suddenly in a thousandth of a second.

Straight through the night sky.

The magic circle of flowers was instantly cut in half.

Can't turn anymore.

Covering the phenomena of heaven and earth, the magic circle that is comparable to the size of the entire Fuyuki City was destroyed like this. Snow-capped hoarfrost condensed on the fracture, and the quietly burning ice flames seemed to indicate some kind of indifferent and lonely life will.

Then, endless snowflakes emerged from the crack.

Forcibly widen the gap.

The overwhelming numbers are like a sea of ​​snowflakes.

It seems that the entire year's snowfall has been concentrated in this short few seconds.

"This is……?!"

Others will just think it's snow.

But Kama felt a familiar aura from the swirling snow.

It is the breath of the gods.

In other words, this snow scene is from the hand of a god who has a relationship with ice and snow.

It is a derivative of power beyond miracles such as magic.

Burning ice and snow.

Amidst the silence is the excitement of life.

The strong aura made Kama's heart sink.

She found herself wrong.

She always thought that the goddess who turned the city into a city of ice and snow was a former colleague and the goddess of the snow mountain, one of the main culprits that led to her annihilation.

But this is not possible.

Even Parvati, the goddess of the snow mountain, the wife of Shiva, could not have such an excessive air.

Every snowflake contains the magic power of an average Servant-level strike.

Look at this sky again.

Even God can't count how many snowflakes there are.

And these snowflakes were nothing but the aftermath of the blow that destroyed her Noble Phantasm just now.

This level of strength has far exceeded the upper limit that the Holy Grail War can accommodate.

Think about it.

The magical power possessed by a follower is several times or even dozens of times that of the Great Holy Grail accumulated over the past 60 years.

How does this make the Greater Grail affordable?

If she is complete, she is confident that she will not lose to the other party, but... this also means that the other party is at least the main god level!

why?

Why is a Holy Grail War able to attract such a specification of gods! ?

Kama felt some kind of malice.

Chapter 66. My name is Skaty, and Skaha is me.

Kama's heart trembled.

But time doesn't stop there.

The magic circle in the sky finally collapsed under the avalanche-like pressure.

The deep, starless night sky reappears as the fissure widens.

Just at this time.

In the roar of the snow and the wind alternately whistling, there was a noise that should not exist.

It was the roar of some kind of giant machine.

Kama saw it.

As long as your eyes are not blind, you can see the behemoth falling from the night sky.

It's like watching a plane fly over a tall building from the ground.

It doesn't seem to be that big, but the pressure it gives is real.

With each foot drop, the pressure increases by one point.

As if pulling the whole sky and pressing it down on people's shoulders.

It was a ship of steel that had no connection with the mystery.

Below a balloon hundreds of feet long, a small boat hangs.

Undoubtedly, the most eye-catching is naturally the cabin as the core.

Although it is not as big as a balloon, in the eyes of people with super vision and sensitivity to the mystery, the cabin is like the only star in the dark sky on a starless night, even the sea of ​​snow flying all over the sky can't cover its brilliance. .

Just because-

People with such brilliance exist above the cabin!

Cabin head.

The oval bow opens up an open deck overlooking the earth.

Although there was no shelter from the wind and rain, not a single snowflake fell on the deck.

Even the unruly Ye Feng became tame, gently holding up the skirt behind him for that violet-like beautiful and arrogant figure.

blah blah blah...

It stands to reason that such footsteps cannot be heard.

But every time she got closer to the edge of the deck, the viewer below had a strong impression of standing up from the throne, walking to the top, and looking down at the subjects.

at last.

She stopped.

There is no road ahead.

But her eyes have all been included in the bottom of her eyes.

Wearing a delicate and elegant silver crown and a purple dress, she set off a full and glamorous figure. The beauty of her appearance is unique in the world. For a magician, even just witnessing it is no less than touching the mystery located in the depths.

The rich aura wrapped around her body, like the world's most precious treasure, embellished the space where she was in a sacred and magnificent palace.

She is divine.

But not a distraction.

And the incarnation of a living god, summoned by the elder son of Matou, one of the three royal families.

Such beings swept the earth with indifferent gazes.

Not just Kama.

Also looked elsewhere.

Then--

"—My name is Skaha=Skaty, a god from northern Europe, hereby came as Caster."