Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

Nigel stood on the roof of the building, looking at the huge compound temple above Tokyo Bay, calmly thinking about the sudden incident, and at the same time thinking about countermeasures.

&nbncer's words, they were transported into the rider's inherent barrier, and fell into a hard fight. It was obvious that Linglong's house was a pre-arranged trap, and he stepped into it so rashly.

[Which party set up the trap, ssin, or their Master united together? 】

Nigel thought to himself, and at the same time took a cigarette from the inside pocket of his jacket, held it in his mouth, struck a match and lit it.

When faced with such a situation, he would never use magic to solve it. Although the basic level of elemental magic has been studied, he has already decided in his heart not to use magic related to fire as much as possible.

It's not that he's not good at flame magic, it's just that compared with magic with other attributes, the side effects of manipulating flames are too strong, and even affect his emotions.

—Although Nigel has no such thing as emotions.

The curling smoke rises with the exhalation, and finally hides in the night sky. The light at the end of the cigarette flickers with the breath, and then the front end will turn into ashes and fall silently to the ground.

This kind of cigarette is a special magic dress, which can enhance the magician's reaction ability and magic activity. Nigel needs this kind of thing to make his thinking faster.

However, among the dozens of plans calculated in his heart, a head-on confrontation with Rider would undoubtedly lose. Only by using Command Spells to forcibly summon Lancer back to his side can this problem be resolved.

【In this case...】

Nigel thought to himself, then made up his mind, and as he breathed, the remaining half of the cigarette burned out in an instant.

&nbncer's Master. "

An indescribable voice interrupted his thoughts, sweet, clear, or elegant... these words cannot describe what happened.

His body froze involuntarily, and he turned around slowly. His tense body indicated that he would launch an attack at any time.

The many enchantments arranged around did not respond at all, and they were invaded by people like this. If they attacked suddenly, there is a high possibility that they would die here.

But when Nigel turned around, only the girl was left in his eyes.

Lovely beauty,

A pure and flawless embodiment.

An existence that cannot be born in the human world is more like a concrete manifestation of fantasy than a human being. At that moment, what appeared in Nigel's mind was a fairy-like existence.

Not the goblins that Gaia made that manifested as the touch of the stars, but the fantasies of those sweet fairy tales told to children.

Although the difference between reality, fantasy and dream is so clear, it is still impossible to avoid being mistaken at this moment.

A beauty who is bathed in the blessings of the stars and dances in the night.

Wearing an emerald green dress, she looks like a girl.

"Sha Tiao Love Song."

Nigel spoke involuntarily and called out the girl's name.

He didn't pay too much attention to her at first, but the name he accidentally learned while collecting information. The Shajo family is also a famous magic family with a long history. Of course, the title of the current Shajo family and the "famous family" can be said to be very different. Far, it can only be said that it can barely see the past.

And Shajo Aika is the current Shajo patriarch, the daughter of Shajo Hiroki. It is said that she is a genius who was born into the world with a talent far above the family. She was comparable to a first-class magician long before inheriting the magic seal. .

Nigel didn't believe it at first, and the genius of the Far East would only disappear in the clock tower, but when he really saw Sha Tiao Aige, he understood what a genius is.

To be precise, neither talent nor genius can express her talent.

So the real master of Shajo's family should be the girl in front of me, without a doubt, the master of Saber, the first Seraph.

"Good evening, miss."

It took about two seconds to finish smoking the cigarette before Nigel replied that there was no need to be on guard or something. He already had a premonition that his resistance would be useless and he would inevitably perish here.

Although the absolutely rational self hates to rely on feelings to do things, human feelings are also an important variable in calculations and cannot be ignored.

&nbncer's master crusade? "

In the calm eyes, there are still two command spells imitating angel wings.

&nbber's Master, the trap in the Linglong Pavilion is very likely, no, it should be said that it is definitely the girl in front of me.

"Mr. Mikael doesn't allow me to intervene, but he looks very hard, so I plan to do my best to share his worries."

The girl's voice was like the sound of nature, but it was a bit distressed.

&nbber's name? 】

Nigel just listened quietly, without saying a word, while thinking rapidly.

"And the cake is still being baked at home. If you go back late, the taste of the cake will change."

"Is what you're asking for the Holy Grail too?"

"Hmm...not very accurate, but what exactly is it, you should know? Something needed to activate the Holy Grail."

Sha Tiao Aige tilted his head slightly, and asked the question as a matter of course, no matter in his manner or expression, he looked so lovable, not at all like a magician who ignored human relations and studied day and night.

"The Great Holy Grail itself cannot be used as a wish machine alone. It needs the souls of the seven knights summoned by the Holy Grail as fuel to be able to realize the wish of the magician."

Nigel replied calmly, the so-called Holy Grail War is based on lies, and only the magician will realize the wish, and the heroic spirit is just a pawn, the fuel to realize the wish.

Therefore, the magician will definitely keep a command spell at the end, not only to ensure the identity of his master, but also to force the servants to become firewood.

"It's really cruel, and I don't like it."

The girl's voice was sad, and her pretty brows were slightly frowned according to the tone.

"After all, heroic spirits do not exist in this world. They just exist in the past, and they are just small sacrifices made to reach the root."

Nigel doesn't understand what the girl is thinking. In his view, all these sacrifices are valuable, in order to reach the root and for the greater good.

"But if this is the case, there will be some small troubles. It seems that I need to help Mikael-kun collect a share of souls."

"……what?"

Nigel hesitated, even though it was only for a moment, he froze in place, and although he clearly didn't have any feelings, Nigel asked back.

"Bastard, don't you want to use the soul of the contracted hero?"

"Well, yes, but Mikael-kun is not a Servant in the first place."

The girl replied without thinking.