King's Feast

It's been a long time since Jiantong Zouyan was in such a mess.

The first head of the Matou family, which has survived since 500 years ago, has mastered the power and insect art that countless magicians fear.

Unexpectedly, accidentally, he was trapped by a small summoned heroic spirit.

The horsewhip was still firmly tied to Matou Zouyan's body, the more he struggled, the tighter he tightened his body.So he simply closed his eyes and sat there all night in the bright worm warehouse.

— nasty sunlight!

Matou Zouken clenched his jaw in disgust.

The light shines everywhere, and all the darkness dissipates.

The imprinted worms passed down by the Matou family to this day gradually collapsed under the light.

The sun and the moon are in the sky, with the same brilliance and light.

This is the kingdom of kings.

——Life and death, honor and disgrace, thunder and rain, are all her gifts.

Wu Zhao took Matou Ying's hand and appeared in the worm warehouse without a sound.She motioned Matou Sakura to look at the shriveled old man sitting in the corner.

"Matou Sakura, recognize it clearly. That's not your grandfather."

"That is the enemy whom you should punish, give death, and avenge."

Jian Tongying pursed her lips, and there was still some hesitation between her furrowed brows and eyes.

"But……"

Jiantong Zouyan opened his eyes and looked over with a strange smile.

"Your Majesty, what you said can make this old man terrified. Old man, why is he not this child's grandfather?"

"From the moment Tosaka Tokiomi reached an agreement with my Matou family, Tosaka Sakura is Matou Sakura. And this old man is this child's grandfather."

Wu Zhao turned a blind eye to Jiantong Zouyan's sophistry.

She raised her hand, and pushed Matou Ying from behind her to her front without moving.

Let Matou Sakura face Matou Zouken.

"My own anger, my own hatred, should end by myself."

"Matou Sakura."

Wu Zhao casually threw the dagger that appeared in her hand at Jian Tong Ying's feet. The crisp sound of metal and rock colliding made Jian Tong Ying shiver.

"Now I give you a chance to kill your enemies with your own hands."

"Don't let me down."

As if hearing some funny joke, Matou Zouken raised his head and laughed.

"So you only took away the old man's power last night, but didn't kill him. You were waiting for this moment! Unfortunately, she won't, she doesn't have the guts yet. Your Majesty, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Wu Zhao was tall and tall, and smiled lightly.

The vermilion lips seemed to be stained with flower juice, but they were delicate and majestic.

"I said she would."

The voice is as firm as a rock, with the confidence and arrogance of an emperor.

Matou Sakura clasped her hands in front of her body, closed her eyes tightly, trembling with fear.

The long silence is like an underground tomb, dead and cold.

Matou Zouken's smile gradually disappeared amid Matou Sakura's hesitation.His eyes, covered by drooping skin, were pitch black, staring at Matou Sakura.

Perhaps it was because the emperor's answer was too decisive, or maybe it was because Matou Sakura didn't refuse immediately.

He began to waver in his judgment.

Finally, Matou Sakura opened her trembling eyelashes, and her violet pupils carried the determination to live to death.

She squatted down slowly, her immature hands trembling, and picked up the dagger at her feet.

"To the heart. Matou Sakura, stab Matou Zouken's heart."

Wu Zhao's cold voice was tinged with obvious pleasure.

The engraving worm of the main body was still in the heart, and Matou Zouken, who hadn't had time to transfer it, became flustered.

"Sakura, good boy, come to grandpa. You are a child of the Matou family. Your Uncle Kariya is still waiting for you outside the worm warehouse. Have you forgotten?"

Matou Zouken's words gave Matou Sakura a pause as she moved forward slowly.But before Jiantong Zouyan could feel complacent, Jiantong Ying quickened his pace, trotting towards him staggeringly but firmly.

Holding the sharp dagger tightly in soft hands, Matou Sakura's violet eyes were misty.

She was still shy, but her gaze was determined.

The dagger raised high and then stabbed down without any hesitation.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The imprinted worm on the body was reduced to ashes under the tip of the knife.

Matou Zouyan let out a tragic and painful roar of anger. This body made of imprinted worms gradually collapsed with the death of the main body worm.

Matou Sakura was so frightened that she couldn't restrain it, tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes uncontrollably.However, she didn't take a step back.

There is no turning back, no running away.

"Congratulations, Sakura."

Wu Zhao chuckled lightly.

"It seems that I won."

Killing Matou Zouken with her own hands, Matou Ying panted heavily and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Matou Ying raised her head and looked at Wu Zhao.

After the great fear and joy, there was an unstoppable pain that rose from the depths of the body, as if it twisted the soul.

Even Matou Sakura, who had long been used to the pain of insect bites, couldn't bear it any longer.

"Tang Kingdom... His Majesty the Emperor, Sakura hurts so much..."

The pain forced Matou Ying to send a signal for help to the only existence in her mind that could save her.

However, Matou Sakura might be disappointed.

Wu Zhao just stood where he was, with a pleasant smile vibrating in his throat.

Facing Matou Sakura's miserable situation, she didn't show any anxiety or love.

"Sakura, you are dying, what should you do?"

Out of fun and curiosity, Wu Yan asked Matou Sakura.

……

"Your Majesty, what would you have done if that child hadn't killed Matou Zouken?"

The Eastern spiritual practitioner asked with a smile.

The empress looked indifferently, as if she was not happy to be asked such a simple question.

"Then I will kill her."

"Vulgar things are not worthy of my expectations."

·

In the early morning, the sky was still dark, and the Holy Church, which belonged to the neutral land, was lit up.

The young priest with heavy eyes walked over and lit the candles one by one.

The candle was burning, and the moment it lit up, the Command Seal on the back of the priest's hand was as bright red as blood.

"Master."

A tall black figure covered with a bone mask appeared silently behind the priest.

"Last night, the church sensed the eighth servant. Someone made an illegal call."

"I need to know who it is, which heroic spirit was summoned, and what its job description is."

The tall black figure was not very happy.

"Master, we are unmatched top assassins/assassins, only doing information scouting work, is it a contempt for our abilities?"

The priest smiled lightly, his expression was not as vivid as that of ordinary people.

"Then let go and fight."

"Listen to the news, and then kill the eighth servant and its master. Only seven people are enough for the Holy Grail War. After all, the guards are fair, and it is my duty to ensure the smooth progress of the Holy Grail War."

The black shadow took a few steps back, hiding and melting into the darkness.

"You clearly know that your servant will not be the opponent of No. 8 servant, but you still issued such an order? Kirei."

A man in a wine-red suit appeared at the entrance of the Holy Church holding a cane.

"Teacher, why are you here? You won't expose our plan."

The young priest nodded at the man.

"A person who does not know what to do wants to die, so I will give him death. It is fair and just." The priest didn't think there was any problem with the order to send his servant to die just now.

"Assassin."

A black shadow heroic spirit appeared beside the priest, bowing his head and waiting for instructions.

"You take over his task and continue to investigate the news."

The shadow silently retreated.

It's an unimportant matter, but when I asked casually, the man didn't take it to heart.

"No one will find out that I have been here. Don't worry, the magic of the Tohsaka family is not so vulnerable."

The man walked into the Holy Church gracefully, his eyes glanced at the darkness aside, and he didn't seem to see a trace of the heroic spirit there.

"I'm here to tell you that you don't need to look for it."

"The eighth servant, I already know who made the illegal summon."

"As expected of a teacher." The priest smiled.

"So, who is it?"

"The old man of the Matou family, Matou Zouyan." The man replied.

However, as soon as the man finished speaking, the old priest who came out from the back hall of the church immediately cut off the topic.

"Tokiomi, you're here. But maybe, your news is still a little behind."

"Just now, the magical aura of the Matou family completely disappeared, and the connection between the Holy Church and the Matou family was severed. The upper echelon of the church initially suspected that something happened to Matou Zouken. Tokiomi, I am afraid that the eighth servant will Get out of the control of the church and interfere with our plans."

……

Just when the three people in the church and their respective servants and demons thought that no one knew about tonight's meeting, outside the Holy Church, the oriental spiritual practitioners in military uniform flew away from the tree branch where they were squatting.

After a few jumps, the figure disappeared in the Holy Church.

After the spiritual cultivator left, the tall crowned tree not far from the branches, the golden light gathered, and gradually condensed into a solid body.

The king in the golden armor stood on the top of the tree, with blood-red eyes open, looking towards the direction Qingya left.

"It's starting to get interesting...Tohsaka Tokiomi, what an arrogant and boring existence."

"I hope this one will make the battle for my king's treasure interesting and please me."

"Don't let me down, otherwise... I'll kill you!"