Chapter 141: Shadow Devouring Group

"All the command spells have been transferred, Lord Roland."

"Well, thank you, Kirei, for me as a contestant, this gift is really impeccable."

Roland put one hand flat, and the Shadow Devourer on Katomine Kirei's shoulder immediately jumped into his palm, lowered his head, and rubbed against his hand.

"These children are Shadow Eaters, and they are the ones who are most compatible with you... It's not surprising. When they were first summoned, they were very weak, but as long as they eat other people's shadows, their size and strength All boats will go up.”

"If they eat enough, they will be as huge as a mountain, and their defense and destructive power will be extremely terrifying."

Kotomine Kirei looked at the little black shadow soldier on his shoulder, and lightly touched it with his index finger. Leaving aside his size, the ability to swallow shadows was terrifying enough.

However, there was still one thing that puzzled him.

"What will happen to the person whose shadow is eaten?"

"It will lose part of the 'Qi'. You simply understand it as the combination of vitality and spirit. If you don't defeat the soldiers who swallowed the shadow and return the shadow, ordinary people will fall into a coma."

"If it is a magician with a circuit, even if there is no corresponding method to break the curse, he will be in a coma, but even if he wakes up, he will permanently lose part of his lifespan. For the truly extraordinary powerhouse, the shadow devouring group is not very effective. But among the miscellaneous fish under this, there are still very few who can resist him."

"I see, then, let father sleep for a while, before the war ends."

"It seems that you already have your own plans, so I'll take my leave first." Roland stood up and patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, "I still have to deal with the fox at home, then, good night, Kirei, Have a nice dream."

"Good night, Lord Roland."

Kotomine Kirei took a deep breath, and pushed his father back to his bedroom. Next, he still had a lot of things to do, because Kotomine Rizheng was in a coma, and the work of dealing with the aftermath was piled on his head .

Thinking of the situation Kotomine Risama described, Kotomine Kirei also had a headache. He had already used the reason for the pipe explosion once. What about the explosion that was said to have leveled the Tohsaka house this time?

Let the gas explode.

Really, the Tohsaka family doesn't pay much attention to prevention. My master is such an elegant and calm person, but he is always careless about such trivial matters. Well, let's send it out for such a reason.

There are not a few stars reflected in the thick black night outside the window,

It was as if nothing could be reversed, the explosion in the first half of the night alarmed too many people, and after a busy middle of the night, Fuyuki City fell into a long-lost silence, as if the city itself had also fallen asleep.

In such a quiet night, what kind of dream will appear?

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"Arthur!"

Matou Kariya woke up with a start, rubbed his forehead to relieve the phantom pain from falling from the dream.

Surrounded by a dark grotto, no movement could be heard. Mordred was wearing the casual clothes he bought yesterday, lying on his sleeping bag, holding potato chips with one hand, and flipping through a comic book with the other.

"Oh, Master, are you awake?"

Seeing Matou Kariya's movements, Mordred waved casually, and then focused on the manga again. Her Master would give her a cold look, and then took out the bug again. Mordred is very used to getting along with such weird props.

But today, it's a little different.

After realizing that Matou Kariya was staring at him, Mordred chewed up the potato chips in his mouth, picked up the packaging bag on the side, and handed it to Kariya.

"Potato chips? Salt."

"No need, you guy, the only thing you have is an absolute king's stomach in terms of appetite."

"Hey, are you complimenting me?"

"I'm praising you."

Matou Kariya turned his head, thinking of the picture he saw in his dream before, from being told by Morgan to hide his face and join the Knights of the Round Table, to the excitement and satisfaction of being revealed to be related to King Arthur at the end, but finally broke, and was tortured with hatred. The pain of stabbing death with the Holy Lance.

He took a quick look at Mordred's life, which made this man who is good at taking care of others deeply moved.

This guy, rather than inheriting the throne and proving himself, clearly just wants his father's approval.

From the initial longing, to the resentment and rebellion after the hope was broken, Mordred's actions were exactly the same as his own.

But different from herself, Mordred is powerful, she is just still looking for an answer that can make her feel at ease, compared to herself who has come to the end, she should not stop here.

... Anyway, they are all contributing to Lord Roland.

After Tohsaka Tokiomi is killed, let's set the target as Saber.

It's not that I have softened my heart, it's just that the cowardice of a coward has never been wiped out.

Kariya Matou is always extremely fierce to himself, but he always has expectations for children, no matter how hard he tries, Matou is just Matou.

The soul of Matou mentioned by that old bug doesn't mean that the Matou family are all victims with innocent ideals, right? If so, that would be ridiculous.

Matou Kariya leaned against the wall, took out the worms, and began to make new dresses.

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"Forward! Towards the sea! Forward!"

The men gathered together, gathered under a banner, and began the expedition.

The goal is the ocean at the end of the world, across the grasslands, over the mountains, across the desert, they chanted this dream that sounds out of reach, and kept moving forward.

Conquer one city after another, win one impossible war after another, but do not rule after occupying, but continue to move forward after supplying supplies, just like the man who took the lead obeyed, defeat without humiliation .

All he was looking for was conquest, and the scene he was looking for was just the illusory sea.

Although no one told them whether the sea really existed.

On this arduous journey, the boy became a man, and the man became a hero. One after another, the partners who set out together fell down, but the number of this team became more and more.

The footsteps of this expedition will never stop, because everyone has the same dream and accepts the guidance of the same king, so they will never regret starting.

World-renowned strategists and famous generals joined this unattainable dream one after another, and joined the men's conquest.

They mourn the fall of their comrades, but they never slow down, and the newcomers laugh as loudly as the dead.

"Go to the sea at the end of the world!"

Led by the man in red, the magnificent team gathered under the banner, laughing and singing, this is a dream that Weber has had once.

But this time, beside the man's cloak, he saw that familiar shadow.

Wei Bo got up, with a blank face, but tried his best to recall the figure in the dream. Although he looked overworked, there was no doubt that it was him.

Has he finally been recognized as a subject of the King of Conquerors?

Will he be able to dream of this same dreamland in the future?

Weber looked at the rugged man who was lying on the floor next to him, with half an uneaten pancake on the table alone, and forgot to turn off the TV next to him, clenched his fists.

This is his king.

Weber finally recognized his goals and ideals.

Sorry, Roland.

I am a subject of the King of Conquerors, and I must advance according to his will, so even if I really win, I will break my promise.

I'm going to take the Holy Grail for this guy.

In the darkness, the young man made up his mind, like the sea heading towards the end of the world, he will never regret it.