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"With Sakura's magical aptitude, no magician can ignore it." Tosaka Tokimi took a sip of the red wine on the table, and his expression under the dim light was calm as if he was not his own daughter. .

"Teacher, do I need to find a way to bring Sakura back?" Yanfeng Qili asked.

"The most important thing right now is the Holy Grail War." Tosaka Tokimi seemed to say to himself, and then stood up, "Since the other party can discover the assassin, it can easily destroy the Matsumoto family and even control Matsumoto's dirty inkstone. That's not something we can handle rashly. I will ask the king for instructions."

After speaking, he picked up his staff and went straight out.

Yanfeng Qili was watching him from behind.

May I ask the king?

Obviously he is his own follower, which is similar to the existence of a demon, but he used the word request for instructions. It is not self-willing and humble, but it is precisely because of the glory of the magician that he treats the true king with an attitude toward the king. .

Tosaka Tokimi adjusted his clothes before walking to a door, lowered his head slightly, tapped twice and walked in.

Compared with the dimness of the rest of the mansion, this room can be described as magnificent.

The yellow halo light hit the golden decoration, and a young man with blond hair and red eyes and a slender physique lay lazily on the sofa, holding a wine glass made of gold in his hand, and the crystal clear red wine exuded a mellow fragrance.

"king."

Tosaka Toshimi bent down and performed impeccable etiquette.

"I should have said, don't bother me when it's okay, Shichen." The blond young man looked at it slantingly, not sharp, but naturally with a kind of arrogance of overlooking.

"I'm very sorry, my king of kings." Tosaka Toshimi's waist fell a little bit.

He has always been proud of his noble blood, and because of this, he has respect for a more noble existence. The hero in front of him is an existence worthy of his treatment.

The oldest king, ruled over Gilgamesh, the demigod of ancient Mesopotamia.

Gilgamesh nodded slightly.

In this era, it is difficult to find someone who can understand the glory of the king. He still understands this for the first time, so he is satisfied with the attitude of Tosaka Tokimin, and treats him as his subordinate.

"If you say something that satisfies me, forgive your rudeness." Gilgamesh squeezed the wine glass and took a sip with his head up.

"Yes." Tosaka Tokio said the warrior from an unknown interferor appeared and destroyed a magician family.

He didn't talk about his daughter specifically.

But just when it was just right, he made a small mention.

"A warrior from a foreign land? It's a deadly sin to claim my treasure without getting my permission right away. This alone is a death penalty." Gilgamesh sat up, his red eyes filled with God-like majesty, "Punishing people who commit capital crimes makes people understand that the king's majesty is also the king's demeanor, no matter what, I hope that the few miscellaneous practitioners can have treasures worthy of my collection."

Tosaka Tokimi maintained a respectful attitude.

He knew that everything he should have said was done, and everything that followed was up to Wang's own choice.

It wasn't until Gilgamesh's figure disappeared from the facade of the house that he straightened his waist after a while.

"Kiri." He walked out of the king's room and found his disciple. "The king has set off and is ready to congratulate the triumphant consecration. In addition, send your servants to clean up the remaining dust for the king when necessary."

"Yes." Yanfeng Qi politely replied.

He could feel the confidence in Tosaka Tokimin's words.

And can understand.

After all, that was the most ancient king, and also an unimaginably powerful hero. The only thing to care about was that the king had lost interest or ignored him carelessly, allowing him to survive like a reptile.

So Tosaka Tokimi also sent his followers' followers.

of course.

Also see if there is a chance to save her daughter.

At this moment, the winter wood city outside is already nightfall.

The stars are shining.

There are not many people on the streets. In order to cooperate with this Holy Grail war, even in the world, some preparations have been made, such as propagating the deeds of the serial murderer to prevent people from going out at night.

Naturally, Dashewan and others would not care about this ban.

They are in a park.

"Sakura, I have strengthened the contract between you and the bug, so that you won't be hurt by the bug." Da Shemaru looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile, and the bug in front of the little girl.

After digesting the memory of Jian Tong's dirty inkstone, Da She Wan had a strong interest in the magic of this world.

Naturally, it started with the most adept insect technique.

He not only taught Sakura using insect skills, and transplanted all the magic engravings of the dirty inkstone on Sakura, but also used his knowledge gained by opening thousands of jars to transform magic and insects. , While conducting experiments, while teaching Sakura, Sakura has achieved earth-shaking changes in just one day.

Karp next to him was helpless.

Especially after seeing Sakura's disgust from the beginning, she seems to be very happy to become stronger now.

"You can't teach anything else." Karp was holding a whole chicken in his hand, chewing and squeaking while saying to the big snake pill, "girls are not suitable for learning this kind of thing."

"But this is the power that belongs to this world, and it can quickly make her have the power to protect herself." Oshemaru smiled, "This world is not that safe. She was even abandoned by her wealthy family and sent to the magic cave. Suffering, and, aren’t you teaching swordsmanship? Sakura herself has no interest."

"..."

Karp realized once again that he couldn't even speak of Oshe Maru.

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Not only did he want to teach swordsmanship, but he also wanted to teach six navy styles, but as soon as he heard that he had to run 20 kilometers with a load, Kozakura turned pale and shook his head quickly, and Osamaru also said that this was a deliberate murder.

The physique of the children in this world is also too poor.

Can't run a mere 20 kilometers of weight training?

"Sakura, stop first." Oshemaru suddenly said, turning her head to the other side, her hoarse voice with a bit of playfulness, "It seems that we have guests."

In that direction, a magnificent golden figure stood on the street lamp in the park.

He just stood there, as if he had compared the night and the sky full of stars. The golden armor was shining with radiant power, no matter where he stood, he couldn't ignore it.

Arrogant, dazzling and brilliant.

This is the impression that comers show to everyone.