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A few days later—

The cemetery of the Linglong Pavilion family is filled with a sad atmosphere, even the sky is gloomy, with tiny cold raindrops falling, the elegant woman's complexion is haggard, her black hair has become more white, and her eyes are full of bloodshot eyes Reflecting the two coffins, one large and one small, in front of them.

The tears had already dried up, and the throat was too hoarse to make a sound. No one could accept the fact that they lost their husband and beloved daughter overnight.

The heart suddenly started to hurt so badly that it was almost impossible to breathe. She couldn't help covering her chest and panting heavily.

"Sorry, ma'am."

The old man in a straight black formal suit handed over the prepared medicine, and his slightly cloudy eyes also showed sadness and helplessness.He has been the housekeeper of the Linglong House for most of his life, and he has witnessed the succession, marriage and the birth of Miss Mei Shaye, the current head of the Linglong House.

But all of this disappeared, with the end of the so-called Holy Grail War.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

A smile appeared on the woman's face, but that smile was uglier than crying.

The tomb was ready, and the servants carefully carried the coffin, ready to put it into the tomb, when suddenly there was a knocking sound from the small coffin, followed by a faint cry.

The servants were startled, the small coffin fell to the ground, but the woman was stunned, and then rushed forward, using her hands to break the gap on the coffin.

"Is it Mei Sha Ye? Is it Mei Sha Ye?!"

She asked repeatedly, her voice hurried, ignoring the fact that her nails were broken and the coffin was covered with blood.

The butler glared at the servants who had thrown the coffin on the ground, then picked up the shovel that had been set aside for digging, and forced the coffin lid up.

Miss Meishaye, who was already dead, came back to life again, and was embraced by Mrs. Linglongguan forcefully.

"Mesa Night, Mesa Night, Mesa Night..."

Tears dripped down her cheeks onto the ground, Mrs. Linglongguan hugged Mei Shaye tightly, for fear that she would be tight...

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As a magician, she has never believed in religion, but at this moment, she is thanking all the gods in her heart for returning her daughter.

"Mother……"

Mei Shaye didn't understand what happened, she could only feel that her mother's hug was so hard that she almost crushed herself, her mother's body was trembling constantly, as if she had encountered something terrible.

"It's all right, mother."

Although it was very painful, Mei Shaye still stretched out her hand and patted her mother's back lightly, comforting her, just like how her mother comforted herself every time she woke up from a nightmare.

"Everything is fine..."

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"This is Tokyo, the place where the Holy Grail War was held, really..."

The man with fashionable glasses stood up from JR Tokyo, looking at the city in the extreme east, he couldn't help expressing emotion.

What greeted him was an expensive-looking luxury car, which attracted a lot of people's attention. Of course, these two cars are actually really expensive and limited edition worldwide, but compared with the things he brought back from the clock tower, this car Cars are like garbage in a dump.

After hesitating for a while, he didn't think of any suitable words to describe it. The man could only shake his head, and then got into the car.

"Go to Nishi Shinjuku."

He succinctly told the driver where his destination was

"Are you planning to go home?"

“The company and my house are both in the same building”

After answering jokingly and easily, he reached for the car phone.

"Well, I have already arrived in Tokyo. According to the news from the church, the Holy Grail War is over. Even the Cardinal who is in charge has died. It is really a failure."

"Hahaha, what a joke, if I was intimidated, I would not come to Tokyo. Although I failed this time, there should be a second Holy Grail War. No one will refuse the temptation of the universal wishing machine .”

"Don't worry about money. Compared with what we are pursuing, no, it should be said that money cannot compare with it at all. If money can be used to obtain powerful holy relics...

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, just let go and do it. "

The vehicle quickly drove onto the Capital Expressway, and seeing the skyscrapers flashing past behind the car, he continued.

"That magician is called Nigel Seward. Convert all the information you bought from him into data and keep it safe. If you have a dead body, please dispose of it according to his requirements."

"The magician's family line and lineage were thought to be just rotten things, but now it seems that they are still useful. At least without these things, it is impossible to go so smoothly at present."

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"Okay, that's about it, I'll leave the rest to you.

After hanging up the phone, the man looked out the window at the newly built Shinjuku Shinto Hall, and the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch

"The universal wishing machine?"

He stretched out his hands and held them, as if he wanted to hold the whole world in his hands.

"Then you are mine."

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Although the patriarch was lost, the Linglongguan family did not fall into chaos. Linglongguan Mei Shaye took over all the affairs of the family, and took care of everything in an orderly manner. He was obviously very sad, but he still encouraged him every day. The mother who spent time.

[This is the last batch of documents for today. 】

When the lights came on, the young head of the family put the pen aside, and the documents that had been reviewed almost buried her body underneath.

Rubbing the brows that were in pain, since the death of his father, some people have been a little bit ready to move, wanting to tear off the flesh and blood of Linglong Guan's family when they are weak, and get a profit.

She successfully fulfilled the duties of the owner of the Linglong Pavilion, and used her outstanding talent to freely control everything in the Linglong Pavilion and below, blocking those prying eyes, proving that the Linglong Pavilion family has not declined, and will only perish forever. Shining on the top of the Far East.

But no one knows what Mei Shaye gave up, except herself.

Staring at her own face in the glass, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Everything that happened in the Holy Grail War was like a fog. How did her father die, and what about the caster?Could it be that some servants raided Linglong...

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Curator?What happened to yourself?

No one could answer her. Meisha only knew that there was no winner in this Holy Grail War. The master who knew what happened was either dead or had left the extreme east.

"Do you want to know the answer?"

An ethereal voice rang in my ears, like the night wind passing through the city.

Mei Shaye turned around and looked towards the direction of the voice, there was only a shadow shaped by starlight, the face of the shadow was shrouded in brilliance, all she could see was the pair of breathtaking golden eyes .

"who are you?"

"It's not important. What's important is that you want to know what happened in the Holy Grail War?"

After a short silence, the girl nodded.

"Then you just need to wait patiently until the day when the Holy Grail War starts again."

As soon as the words fell, the radiant shadow disappeared like a bubble. Everything that happened before was like a dream, but only the things that appeared on the table proved that this was not a dream.

——It is the holy grail with golden light.

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"How is it possible?! Such a thing will happen!"

Lai Yexun looked at himself in the mirror in astonishment, and then scanned everything around him. This is the apartment he rented, and he would never admit it wrong, but shouldn't he have died in the Holy Grail War?

Could it all be just a nightmare?

The calendar on the wall shows today's date. To be precise, it should be the day half a month ago. Because I have the habit of crossing out a day when it passes by, I can never be wrong.

So is the Holy Grail War really just a nightmare of his own?

But why did I remember this dream so clearly?

He opened the backpack on the chair, and saw a dilapidated black notebook lying quietly in it. Laiye Tatsumi picked it up, flipped through it, and found the familiar sentence among the strange and messy words. mantra.

This is a relic of my grandfather sent by my hometown. I just recited that mantra to get acquainted...

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Abandoned that new friend with three names, was involved in the Holy Grail War that swept across Tokyo, and died in it.

[So everything in the dream is not just a dream? 】

If all this is destined to happen, as long as I don’t recite this mantra, I can get away, continue to go to school as usual tomorrow, look at the girl I like, maybe I can confess my love, and my family won’t worry about myself...

I'm just an ordinary high school student, barely a half-baked magician, and I'm powerless to stop these things, and I can't do anything.

[But do you really want to give up? 】

Laiye Tatsumi couldn't help clenching his fists, thinking of those families destroyed by the Holy Grail War, thinking of those buildings in flames, thinking of the little boy who protected his sister, and finally thinking of the new friend with three names , Thinking of their oath under the stars.

Suddenly he laughed out loud, he was really too stupid to be cured.

Maybe I can run far away and return to my hometown to escape this half month, but what about this city?What about this warm city where there are girls you like, friends you have, and people who smile at you?What should she do?

"So berserker, my friend, please help me one more time..."

"This time, I must stop the Holy Grail War!"

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Somewhere underground in Tokyo, a brand-new technique absorbs a steady stream of magic power and stores it. In the embrace of a young man, the brand-new holy grail has condensed into an illusory form, waiting for the day of maturity, waiting for it The day that comes.

Waiting for the fateful night to come.