[comprehensive] in the name of the father

When Timoteo walked slowly back to his stronghold, only Will was sitting on the sofa in the room. He didn't collapse there, but took a coffee cup and concentrated on watching the broadcast in front of him.

The huge light curtain on the coffee table in the room played some bloody images, but Will watched them with gusto, as if what was playing on it was not some horrible content that needed to be mosaiced, but something very interesting and attractive of movie clips.

"Well, this man is really amazing." Timoteo leaned over and took a look, "From the degree of distortion, with a little modification, he can become a very good priest."

"Yeah." Will nodded while maintaining an energy-saving attitude.

"This world is really interesting. We want to come in and we have to sneak in." After sitting down, Timoteo somehow took out a bunch of apples from his pocket. He waved his hand, and a knife appeared in front of him. In his hand, he began to peel the apple happily, and it didn't take long to peel an apple and hand it to Will.

"The taste is average." Will took a bite and commented, "After all, this planet is very fragile, and there is a so-called root, which is very easy to be damaged, so outsiders need to go through review procedures."

He paused as he spoke, "If you didn't use your identity as the boss of the Italian mafia to enter here, you would be identified as a foreigner, and then... well, it's actually not bad for you, and , The taste of this is really not very good."

Will said, swallowing the apple with the core.

"Well, it's just the wisdom of ordinary people." Timoteo said very dangerous words indifferently, "But there are also very interesting ones, such as this one."

As he spoke, he took out a gold apple, a silver blue apple, a green apple, a red apple, a black apple, and a speckled apple from the other pocket.

"Ah, Servant's wisdom." Timoteo said with a smile, "You can take a look at their memories."

"I'm super curious, what's going on with the development of this world." Timoteo said with a smile, for evil gods like them, usually entering a world means the destruction of the world, and only those who like Nyarlathotep, who plays tricks on intelligent creatures, will pay attention to restraining his own breath, while Timoteo, now purely because he himself has not woken up and is still dreaming, so his actions will be logical, and he will also Because of the similarity of the garden, I don't want to directly destroy it.

It is precisely because they all have the official status of belonging to Timoteo's "garden", so when they sneaked in, they were all successfully judged as "human species", otherwise Timoteo would not have been able to grab the position of Caster.

However, even for the role of Caster, the ability to quietly steal the memories of humans and even Servants and make them into fruits is still too far beyond the scope of magic, and has reached the level of magic.

So Timoteo didn't use spells, but the result of simply cheating by using the power of the mother of all things.And among those fruits, apart from the Servant's, all the rest belonged to the other Masters who were present at the time.

This kind of fruit is the crystallization of the memory and wisdom of the other party's life. The most amazing thing is that even if it is such an important thing, the person who is extracted does not feel anything wrong at all.

Timoteo made the fruit into the shape of an apple in a wicked way. As long as he eats it, he can watch that person's life from the perspective of a bystander.

"Speaking of which, it's really strange that there is such a thing as a root in this world. Sure enough, there are many wonders in the world, and even such a messy world exists." He shouted strangely, but actually didn't expect to see any expression of approval from the other party, after all, Will helped him find this place, "Wow, this taste, isn't it too bitter?"

He glanced at the apple in his hand, and there were countless lines emerging from the gray skin, and the lines were entangled with each other, and then entangled again randomly after being cut off, "Emiya Kiritsugu? What a super strange apple." guy."

Will, who doesn't need to eat these things to understand the whole picture, didn't touch the colorful apples, but asked Timoteo curiously: "Why do you want to come to such a world? "

"Because in the place where I was before, just a little bit of deviation in modern history has brought almost the same two planets into two completely different situations, so I am very curious, if there were changes in the earlier history, but the earth What would a world like this be like if the history of the world is not out of shape?" Timoteo took a bite of the golden apple, and then he looked at the fruit in his hand in a daze, "The taste is so unexpected, it's so good eat."

"After all, he is a famous king." Will smiled, turned off the light screen in front of them, stood up and grabbed Timoteo by the collar, pulled him up, and kissed him on the lips.

And next to this seemingly very warm picture, in a corner of the room, a man is slumped on a chair. The man in casual clothes has a bright red command spell on the back of his hand, and a mask on his head that seems to cover most of his face. It was the same thing as his hat, but unlike ordinary hats, the asphalt-colored thing was alive, and even shrank from time to time, as if breathing, with various tentacles emerging from the hat.

The man just sat on the chair motionless, if not for his body twitching from time to time, people would think he would have died long ago.

After eating a bunch of apples, Timoteo couldn't help sighing again, "The history of this world is simply messed up, and it's incredible that this planet hasn't collapsed until now, but it might collapse suddenly at some point just because of its nature. also

Not surprisingly. "

"It is indeed about to collapse." Will said bluntly, "But it seems to be able to hold on now."

When Timoteo heard his words, his eyes lit up immediately, "Very well, since I can still hold on now, then I can let go and play?"

"Go, go, it doesn't matter as long as you don't show your avatar." Will said connivingly, for beings like them, it is their nature to like to make troubles, and it is very rare not to make troubles, Timoteo To be able to cultivate his body and mind for so long in his garden is simply unbelievable in the eyes of others.

Since I have been holding back for a long time, it is not a bad thing to release my mood now.

On the other hand, the Masters who returned safely to their respective strongholds also had mixed feelings in their hearts. This time they encountered such a Caster who likes to do things and is capable of doing things, and they also have to reconsider their tactics in the future.

No matter who it is, for a Caster who can easily trap Berserker, no matter how high the vigilance can be raised, not to mention that this Caster can even teleport to a certain extent, so that guy is pretending to be Assassin can come.

However, there are Masters who are worried about Caster teleporting over to do Assassin's work, and naturally there are Masters who are not worried about Caster sneaking in because they are very confident in their magic workshop.

For example, Kenneth, who is furious right now, "Hmph, damnable Caster!"

"Master, I will definitely defeat him next time I see him!" Lancer knelt down and saluted decisively.

"Shut up! If you really did what you did just now, you should have done it!" Kenneth was so angry that he wanted to say something, but his fiancée Sola came out from behind, "Okay, Kenneth, now It's not the time to keep blaming Lancer either."

Sola looked tenderly at the young man kneeling on one knee, "Lancer, there seems to be some commotion outside, go and have a look."

Of course Kenneth also noticed this, but out of confidence in his magic workshop, he didn't intend to leave, he just nodded and asked Lancer to go out and see the situation.

Then the hotel where he was staying was bombed.

When Timoteo saw this scene, he was not surprised at all. In fact, as he had seen Emiya Kiritsugu's life, he had guessed that he would do this from the very beginning. As for the unlucky person, it was Lancer's master Kenneth. It was even more unsurprising, after all, only this noble magician who came from the clock tower would be so ostentatious.

Of course, Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald, as one of the monarchs of the clock tower, naturally couldn't be killed like this. His moon marrow liquid wrapped him, his fiancée and Servant , escaped the explosion, but unfortunately lost the magic furnace that he spent a lot of money to prepare.

This result made him extremely annoyed, Kenneth hinted at the ordinary people nearby, and transported them out of the ruins as valuables.

And after he hinted that ordinary people would forget about this matter, he saw Timoteo standing not far away and took off his hat to him, "Ciao~"

Lancer immediately put on a fighting stance and aimed at the person coming, "Caster!"

Kenneth couldn't help frowning, Italian, could this Servant be Italian?The names of many well-known Italians flashed through his mind in an instant.

"Ah, I'm not here to fight you today. On the contrary, I'm just here to invite you to the banquet tomorrow night." Timoteo said with a smile.

"Tomorrow night...?" Before Lancer could react, Kenneth behind him said quickly, "Stop talking nonsense with him, get rid of him quickly!"

"I'm sorry, it seems that my Master doesn't want to negotiate too much with you." Lancer put on a fighting posture, and the red magic gun in his hand flashed with magic light, "Then, I'm going."

"It's really... a pity." Lancer saw the elderly man across from him sigh regretfully, and when he looked up, a red light flashed in his eyes.

The author has something to say: It is said that in fan works, the chance of Kenneth turning over is extremely high!