Chapter 385 Mom?

Chapter 386 Mom?

Time goes back to the moment when Shuoyue arrived in Neon.

Walking out of the airport and strolling on the oriental streets, Shuoyue, who took off his cloak, looked around with some curiosity.

"Is this Neon in 2004... Interesting."

So far, he has experienced the Fourth Holy Grail War, the island city in 1994; the world of the magical girl Illya, the peaceful Fuyuki in 2007; and now, he is standing in 2004, which is the time node gradually entering the modern era, looking at the street.

Not everyone can be like Shuoyue, who has seen all the changes in the world in units of 'years' in just a few months.

He strolled in time, shoulder to shoulder with countless heroes of the past and future.

Exhaling lightly, cherishing this unique touch and melancholy of the time traveler, Shuoyue stood in front of the vending machine and quietly threw out a few spider puppets to further increase the efficiency of investigation.

He left Romania, the main battlefield, and came all the way to Neon, which was already worthless. Of course, he was not here for tourism.

According to the information in the original work, there is a lone master of the black side here.

His name is: Sagara Baoma.

The Sagara family combines Japanese and Western magic, and uses human lives as the price to ensure the safety of buildings or protect humans, and make a fortune by doing so. Their skills are naturally not up to par. In order to be fully prepared to summon the Servant, Sagara Baoma left Yugdomrenia and returned to his hometown in the Far East.

——This should have been a secret that could not be disclosed, but a prophetic time traveler mixed into this war.

It’s a pity that the magical Dongchu didn’t specify the time and place. The address of the Sagara family was still obtained from the clock tower... I can only search it in a carpet manner and pray that Sagara Baoma can be found before the summoning.

Even though he was racing against time, Shuoyue's face was not too anxious. Instead, he urged his familiar to penetrate his spiritual veins while bending down, picking up the drink he bought casually, opening the pull ring, and taking a sip.

"Hiss... black beans and ginger flavor? Why is there such a weird drink in another world?!"

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There was a woman.

She was a woman who combined the advantages of both Eastern and Western women. She was probably in her early twenties, with a pure look and a little bit of foxy charm. Her long brown hair fell on her magnificent and undulating chest. Her light green dress was very thin, revealing the soft curves of her body, especially her plump and attractive buttocks, which looked even fuller against the dress.

There was no doubt that this was a very attractive woman.

But not everyone was kind to women, especially when the value of a woman as a sacrifice was greater than her body.

Her body was cut open, and countless cuts were made on her abdomen. Blood flowed onto the floor, and an ancient magic circle was outlined in the hands of the man who kept her.

Because of the weakness caused by excessive blood loss, the woman could not hear the man's mumbling clearly, and could only vaguely hear a few words.

"Soon."

"Holy Grail War."

"Ripper."

"Assassin."

"Victory, Thousand World Trees, Sagara family, long-cherished wish..."

As her consciousness faded and she was in a trance, the woman heard the man's last words.

"Feel honored, Liudao Lingxia, you will become the sacrifice for my Thousand World Tree family to reach the top, and the moment you die is the moment my Servant descends!"

Those were words that people who had no affinity with mystery were destined to be unable to understand, but even if they didn't understand, the woman named 'Liudao Lingxia' could still sense the strong breath of death, which was approaching her little by little.

So that's it, am I going to die? She thought.

There was no great struggle or unwillingness, only a vague regret like a floating cloud.

After her family fell into decline, her life was left with only a walking corpse, nothing more than mechanical eating, sleeping, and living as someone's mistress or vassal, that's all.

Death may be a relief for her.

However, if possible...

"Close it, close it, close it, close it, close it."

"But the overflowing moment must be broken."

"——Declare."

"You are under me, entrust my fate to your sword."

"Follow the call of the Holy Grail, if you follow this will and the law of nature, you will answer immediately!"

In the man's enthusiastic chanting like a hymn, Liudao Lingxia saw the light. The mysterious light enveloped her, keeping her awake, and made Liudao Lingxia clearly feel that her life was passing away bit by bit, suffering from torture.

In the unspeakable pain, Liudao Lingxia's long-dormant desire to survive gradually rose.

I really still... don't want to die.

Although I don't have much nostalgia for this world, I don't like being supported by others and being muddle-headed.

But I still don't want to die, I want to live!

I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!

Who will save me, who will... who will save me!

I want to live! I want to live!

The blood in my body was getting less and less, and the warm current from the floor was getting more and more. In the end, it was no longer warm, but burning.

The woman, covered with bruises, lay on the ground that was about to burn, as if she was a burnt offering to the gods.

Liu Dao Lingxia knew that death was getting closer and closer.

[Do you want to live?]

In her dying moments, a thought reached Liu Dao Lingxia's heart like an illusion, forcing her to give the most sincere answer.

"I, I want to live!"

[No matter what the price? 】

"No matter what the cost!" The desire to survive grew wildly in her heart, and the sixth director Lingxia couldn't make a sound, but she shouted in her heart like never before, "Save me, if anyone is here, please save me!"

【very good! Then the rest of your life——]

The words in his heart dissipated, replaced by a shattered wall and a ray of cold light that struck Xiangliang Baoma.

"All mine!"

At the same time as the contract was reached, Sakusuki waved his right hand, and Sagara Leopard Horse's head was separated from the body. His left hand programmed healing magic to restore Sixth Director Reika, who was on the verge of fainting due to excessive blood loss.

Plop.

Xiangliang Baoma's head fell to the ground, and his expression didn't even have time to show surprise. As a Master in the Holy Grail War, he would never have thought that someone would kill him the moment he summoned a Servant.

The replacement space was opened, and Sakutue sank Sagara's leopard horse body into Tokyo Bay. However, his eyes were fixed on the increasingly bright summoning array. After hesitating for a long time, he finally canceled the destruction magic in his hand and sighed.

"It's too late..."

For future plans, Shuo Yue could not make a big fuss at the Xiangliang family. He could only spend a lot of effort to crack the Xiangliang family's magic workshop after locking the location of Xiangliang's leopard horse.

Assassin's poor magical power made Shuo Yue suffer a lot. He had to rest for a while to crack it. By the time he found it, it was too late.

"As expected, shaking the will of the 'catalyst' cannot affect the summoning ceremony itself." Sighing like this, Shuo Yue had an expressionless face and clenched the gun in his hand.

If nothing unexpected happens, what will appear in this magic circle will be Jack the Ripper in the form of a young girl. You must catch her before she uses the foggy night and intelligence erasing skills, otherwise once the follower escapes, it will have an unknown impact on the future. This This is not a result Shuo Yue is happy to see.

As the pure light of the summons dissipated, a petite figure appeared in the center of the magic circle. Like a cub that had just broken out of its shell, it looked here and there. Then it locked its eyes on Shuo Yue and shouted in an innocent and tender voice:

"Mother?"