[Main FZ] The correct way to obtain the Holy Grail

When the incident developed rapidly in a place that he could not expect, Mizuhara Xiangxing stared at the scarlet hell in front of him, and the brain that gradually became chaotic to the point where it was almost instinctive would start to think involuntarily.

To succeed in everything, you need to pay a corresponding price. The more unrealistic it is, the more expensive it is, and the result seems to be more distorted.

[Is the wish I made at the beginning really correct? 】

It's just the desire to pray that the most precious playmate can become happy, mixed with the desire for the two to be together forever, this excess greed must be accompanied by the sacrifice of others.

Whispering in the ear, the tortured person groans in pain, while the crazy artist does not seem to intend to let him usher in the tranquility of death, but persistently tells the dying prey the hope that no one can understand .

That noisy voice can't go away, and the warm blood splashed on the face can't be wiped away, but with the death of the deceased's life, it turns into the magic power that flows slowly like a worm in the body.The mood of the host when he completed his work was also absorbed, bringing a sense of satisfaction that almost made the witch tremble.

Make her want to sleep easily like this.

But as an accomplice of the murderer, watching him do such cruel and terrible things to innocent children in order to survive, she was tortured with the fear and guilt that she would never be able to face Yue Jianxing again.

[Although as a witch who only has the memories of the past and the most passionate feelings, there is no future to speak of, and the end is approaching...]

【But you can't go to bed so early. 】

【Fulfill this wish that everyone will be happy until the end】

And only when sleepiness came, the incubator who led him on this path would appear. The youthful voice of a boy echoed in his head, and the pain that tore the nerves made the witch wake up instantly.

The beautiful young man with a pure white and flawless appearance calmly declared the alliance between the two from the beginning, and with a little shyness, he poured out his love for the child to the witch.

[I love her, I am willing to give everything, and at the same time, I also eagerly desire to be favored by her. 】

Later, when I found that I couldn't intervene, and gradually exposed the radical and crazy in my nature, I smiled and staged a distorted drama in front of the child, and after breaking up the family, I felt lost and helpless like a victim sighed.

[It seems that... once some things go to disillusionment and despair, they can't be stopped. It's better to simply speed up the destruction. 】

[I can't get it anymore, and Xiang Xing has no way to turn back, so it's better to stop time and distort the world. 】

He held out his hand to the witch.

[Then let's go back to the blank and start from the beginning. 】

It was also at that time, watching the ally in the dark secret room, the witch clearly realized for the first time the hideous and terrifying face of the ally who helped her resurrect, hidden under the beautiful skin.

That's a mutilated beast...

This guy wants to destroy that kid.

[You can't be in a daze now, you must know that the lovely Tsukimi Hoshi is suffering for your revenge. 】

【Xiang Xing has to think hard about how to bring me the human skin book of Bluebeard. 】

I have to do something, chewing over and over the message I got from the incubator while Ryunosuke Yusheng fell asleep, the witch thought so.

The Textbook of Luoyan City...

If you have a treasure of that level as a magic power pump, even yourself, you can have the power to get rid of this ugly body, escape from the witch's tragic end, and bring Tsukimi Hoshi back to the original life again.

Although the current attack power cannot match the other servants at all, and there is still the danger of being reduced by that blue beard at any time, if you want to get that treasure, you must find a way to reduce the power of this combination...

It is necessary to borrow the power of the outside world.

More children to kill...

Slowly separating a part of himself from the orange-haired murderer, wrapping her slender arms around the neck of the prey, the snake-haired witch lowered her eyes and kissed the naked, exposed skin, uttering a dark curse from her hoarse throat.

The murmuring whisper was like a soft ribbon, stretching into the black hole to lure out the deep evil thoughts little by little.

Overly addicted to his own art and fell asleep tiredly, Ryunosuke Uyuu woke up from a colorful dream, as if he was favored by the muse, and waved his hand casually, allowing him to glimpse a corner of the art world, the seed of inspiration Falling on the hotbed of thinking, the root tendrils spread rapidly in the heart at an incomprehensible speed, occupying every corner, and blooming incomparably beautiful flowers.

That feeling hit Ryunosuke's nerves, causing him to cry out as if he had fallen into a demon from the moment he woke up.

Joy, excitement, gratitude, satisfaction, tears could not be restrained from sliding down the cheeks.

"Yes! Yes!! Master, I saw it!!"

"Our efforts were not in vain, it must be a miracle! God's instructions turned into an unstoppable surge of inspiration!!"

Such a frenzied move did not cause Marshal Giles to panic, on the contrary, as if he was sharing the same joy with the Master, there was even a gratified expression on his terrifying face.

"Have you felt it too, our sacrifice to God has begun, my master!"

"It's the dirtiest and greatest art!"

"The hot blood makes the spark of inspiration burst!"

"For our ideals! More sacrifices are needed!"

"Come on Ryunosuke! Let the gods see your wonderful performance!"

The witch who lived in the dark watched the two masters and servants who became more and more frenzied because of the induction of the curse.

Just like that, give up all vigilance and rationality, and use the whole Fuyuki as a stage to act recklessly...

Feel free to expand the situation to an unimaginable level.

The familiars surrounding the witch let out mocking and excited hisses, and turned all their resentment towards their own fate to the cheerful pair of blasphemers. The witches covered their lips with pale cheeks, showing a moist smile like a snake sighing.

It's disgusting.

Next, simply infiltrate these cute children into the hands of those brainless low-level tentacles.

Manipulating the snake-shaped familiar made of countless shadows, she got into the body of the low-level tentacle demons surging in the corner of the bridge hole. Listening to the small sounds of those faint consciousness being swallowed up, the witch seemed to feel a little bit of pleasure. eyes.

Crush the bones and drain the marrow.