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In the three days until the beginning of the Holy Grail War, Saito Mori didn't think about using any holy relics as a medium for summoning heroic spirits.

after all……

Famous heroic spirits, holy relics are difficult to obtain.The unknown heroic spirit... Saito Mori didn't know much about it.

finally.

When Irisviel told him that he would arrive in Fuyuki tomorrow—Saito Mori decided to make a mess.

Simply, there will only be seven masters and seven heroic spirits participating in the battle of the Holy Grail, and there will be no accidents.The difference is only the difference in job titles and identities of the heroic spirits.

After figuring this out, he directly took Alice's brush and drew a magic circle on the ground.

After being scorned by Alice, he coughed lightly, and chanted the spell instead.

The mantra is long.

Saito Mori, who had never memorized such a thing before, looked at the spell that Irisviel sent over on the way.

Alice standing on the side: "Rintaro—if you are lazy, you will summon bad things!"

Illya: "Should...no?" She leaned closer to Alice and whispered, "Anyway, there are only seven job agencies, and Asen will only summon one of the seven jobs no matter how he summons."

Alice puffed her mouth, raised her hand and poked Illya's face.

Elijah smiled innocently.

Two cute little lolitas were interacting, and Saito Mori finished reciting the spell.

He thought at the time that maybe some heroic spirits felt that he was too perfunctory and couldn't come out in a fit of anger.But - the Command Seals are all here, and the Holy Grail was issued to him several years in advance, and his identity as a participant has been fully reserved.

but--

The moment his voice fell, a circle of golden and colored light shone in the magic circle outlined by colored brushes.

Twinkling.

Even the time has become longer.

Saitomori held the colored paintbrush in his hand, and turned to look at the center of the magic circle—as the colored halo gradually faded, the familiar black uniform came into view——as the colored halo covering the figure disappeared, the familiar and The unfamiliar face was directly exposed to the air.

Alice next to her opened her eyes wide in surprise, and even looked back at Saito Mori, while Ilya, who was sitting next to her, covered her mouth with her hands and exclaimed in a low voice, "Isn't this big brother..."

And Saitomori, who was standing in front of the magic circle, looked at his lover who was so familiar in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

don't tell him...

Gojo Satoru will follow him to participate in the Holy Grail War, right?

Of course, this is just emotion.

After all - the moment the other party was exposed to the air, Saito Mori felt that the other party was not Gojo Satoru, or in other words, not the Gojo Satoru he knew.

"Then Wu-jun."

Gojo Satoru on the opposite side opened his eyes suddenly.

Saito Mori stretched out his hand proactively, smiling appropriately: "Are you my follower?"

... Follower?

This was Wujo Satoru's first thought.

The second thought is... He should have just seen the bastard pretending to be Jay in Shibuya, and then he was locked up.

While this idea was circulating, he who came to this world as a heroic spirit, the history from ancient times to the present, and even modern technology automatically appeared in his head.

This is undoubtedly a powerful thing, and it can be called the descending of the gods.

After all, some heroic spirits live in the distant ancient times, modern times, and even in mythology—when they are summoned here, they can walk in the world more conveniently.

What's more - it can better detect the real name of the enemy's heroic spirit, and even the treasure, so that in the battle of the Holy Grail, there will be more chances of winning.

And things like the Holy Grail will choose masters and even heroic spirits with strong wishes.

Wujo Wuzuo just wanted to leave that broken seal, and according to his own strength, he would leave here one day sooner or later.

But now that we're here... wouldn't it be a pity if we don't have some fun?

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru from the parallel world said, "Yo, I'm the follower Gojo Satoru—hiss, such a description is really wrong."

"All in all..." He gave Saito Mori a thumbs up: "You just need to know that I'm the strongest."

Saito Mori: ...

The same face, the same voice, why... this person behaved so dishonestly! ! !

Saito Moripo had a headache: "Of course I know you are Gojo Satoru—so Wujo-kun, let us cooperate well."

As soon as the voice fell, Gojo Satoru, who was still standing in the summoning circle just now, rushed forward.Standing in front of Saito Mori with his height of nearly two meters, he bent down: "Oh? You know me?"

Gojo Satoru shook his arm: "It seems that I am quite famous in your world?"

"La la la la la la~"

Saito Mori: ...

He held his forehead, and suddenly wanted to make a phone call to Wu of this world—it should be a great thing to listen to the other person's voice and wash his head.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Boss... There are a batch of documents that you need to deal with urgently."

Saitomori poked his head out, looked at Xia Youjie who had already opened the door and walked in, and nodded slightly: "Let's put it here."

"Okay." Xia Youjie walked over and looked in Wujo Wu's direction.Seeing the two people so close to each other, he couldn't help but "tsk tsk".

Even when he saw Gojo Satoru's body stiffen for a moment, he raised his fist and lightly bumped Gojo Satoru's arm.

"Really, Wu."

"Suddenly appeared in the boss's office and didn't tell me!"

"You still don't pay attention to my best friend—!"

Familiar voices, familiar movements...all made Gojo Satoru feel dazed.

"It's Jay..."

Gojo Wu's voice suddenly became serious, and Xia Youjie tilted his head: "What's wrong with you? You have been here so many times, don't you know where I work?"

As Xia Youjie said, he took a quick look at Gojo Wu.

"Wait, what's with your black blindfold?"

"You go out like this, or you appear directly in the port mafia... No one said you are low?"

Xia Youjie: "Wait, why are you so tall!"

"Wu, you probably had a difficult growth period, so you secretly bought the Big Mac Heightening Insoles, right?"

Xia Youjie smiled.

Gradually, he was matched with the image in Gojo Satoru's mind—the Jay who was a teenager, the Jay who hadn't experienced everything, and the Jay who had experienced everything and finally died willingly in front of him.

but.

There are still Jie in this world?

And still alive?

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt—this world is still very good!

As soon as he thought about it, he saw Xia Youjie from this world walking to his Master.

"Boss, is it really okay for you to let Wu become ugly like this?"

"His clothes have become vulgar."

Saitomori coughed lightly: "Wu's clothes are pretty good. As for Wu Jun... just follow his habits."

"Hahahaha boss, what's wrong with you? It's Wu and Wu Jun..." Xia Youjie smiled and waved his hands: "You make me think there are two Wus!"

"You guessed right." Saito Mori snapped his fingers, his crimson eyes rippling with a smile.

"Now……"

"In this world, there are indeed two enlightenments."

The author says:

good morning

In fact, I wrote a chapter, but that chapter will be pinched after the Holy Grail War (.)

Insomnia, crazily eating sugar in the early morning, write me hi.

Just pinch, you can't see that chapter right now qaq

The friend who suffered from insomnia with me saw it and said: Siha

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ps: Congratulations to the reader "How many billions can marry Xiaomi", you guessed it right!Hold it high!