Chapter 441 The Red Masters and Sieg

Chapter 442 Red Masters and Sieg

Thus, the largest Holy Grail War in history - the Holy Grail War came to an end. Black's defeat and Red's victory have been confirmed. It is regrettable that the function of the Great Holy Grail has stopped and the wish cannot be fulfilled, but the huge reward from the Magic Association is enough as consolation. With the Great Holy Grail out of action, there is no need to argue about it again.

The Masters on the red side entered a state of rest with their own thoughts, slowly recovering from the fatigue after the war.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work."

Just like when they first met, the white-haired priest handed out black tea to everyone.

"Thanks."

The moment I took it into my mouth, the cool aroma immediately penetrated into my chest. Not only the lungs, it was so comfortable that it almost penetrated into the internal organs. At the same time, it was also because of the smooth completion of the work—it had been a long time since I became a magician that I felt so comfortable.

“Very nice tea.”

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Priest Amakusa, don't you want to drink?"

"No, although I am good at making tea, I am not used to drinking black tea."

He smiled helplessly and poured boiled water into his cup. Are the Japanese like this? - The magicians thought in their hazy thoughts.

But if they are familiar with the culture of the island country, these magicians with high eyes should know that in that island country, the people of that era were full of loyalty, filial piety and betrayal, and how they smiled and hid their swords.

The poison that belongs to the empress has been deeply ingrained in every black tea that is handed out, and in every conversation and laughter.

And now, it’s time to bear fruit.

"Ah, yes, that's right, I just remembered it. I would also like to ask you to hand over the Command Seals in your hands."

"Command Seal? Why?"

Command Seals are very important things that must be firmly mastered in order to win the war.

"Oh, everyone, isn't the Holy Grail War over?"

"...Speaking of it, that's indeed the case."

"...That's right."

Yes, the Holy Grail War has ended. Although it was a very difficult battle, now that it is over, the Command Seal has become meaningless.

"How about you all ask the church to pay the fee? As long as I pay the money to receive the command spell-"

The afternoon sun illuminated the hazy smoke in the room and illuminated the blurred faces of the magicians, as if the world itself was a bizarre dream.

The meaningless command spell was exchanged for a lifetime of wealth.

This is a high reward that no one can refuse. The church is really stupid and treats such waste as treasure.

Just when the Masters were immersed in their fantasy and were about to hand over the crucial 'one', ridicules and sneers appeared from nowhere. An invisible familiar came from the other side and easily invaded a certain magician. inside the body.

Destroy his brain, take root in it, transform it into someone's sibling, someone's doll.

"Tuk-tuk."

The sound of tapping on the table broke the meaningless peace. In the warm sunshine, a magician closed his eyes to cover up the darkness flowing under his eyes.

"The Holy Grail War is over, but the servants have not been taken back by the Holy Grail, right?"

Without breaking the dream woven by Amakusa, the magician controlled by Shuo Yue just smiled, opening Pandora's box like thousands of greedy humans who don't know when to stop:

"If the Command Seal is still there, these highest-level familiars themselves are priceless assets... aren't they?"

Servant, the crystallization of the Heroic Soul Seat, the embodiment of fantasy.

In the modern world, who can stop these monsters?

Everything in modern times, what can’t be obtained with the help of them?

How insignificant is the compensation provided by the church compared to the followers?

Then the peaceful atmosphere disappeared, and the magicians no longer concealed the darkness in their hearts. They whispered, tested each other, and used words and ugly expressions to weave greedy beast shadows. The malignant beasts crossed the sea and headed towards the field. The only saint showed his teeth and claws and laughed wantonly.

Want more, want better.

Killing, plundering, trampling on the bones to climb up.

This is the evil of human beings, and this is the essence that poison cannot cure.

The smile disappeared from Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's face. For a moment, he showed the essence of a saint, showing boiling murderous intent towards the magicians whose smiles collapsed.

But the sage's angry look was fleeting, and Amakusa picked up the teapot expressionlessly. As the tea poured out, water mist mixed with poisonous smoke emerged again, paralyzing the will of the magicians again.

After drinking all the black tea in the cup, suppressing the burning fire in his heart, Amakusa bowed silently, and then walked out of this ugly room.

"This is the nature of human beings. You should know it very well."

The empress in the black dress was already leaning against the door, casting a lazy look at the young saint: "Although it is unexpected, as a magician, I will reach out to wherever I can get an advantage - haha, about this, So am I."

The empress, Semiramis, was a femme fatale who came to power by stepping on two generations of husbands.

Although he is not good at magic, his essence as a magician has never changed.

“…I’m just surprised that they haven’t been completely controlled yet.” Facing the seemingly sarcastic but actually caring words of the Empress, Amakusa laughed and shook his head, “But it doesn’t matter, I believe in your treasure, they will fall sooner or later.”

Only by taking the Command Seal from them can the Red Square truly become the one-man show of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

The Empress’s treasure is about to be completed, and when everything is ready, it will be the day when his wish begins to come true.

After taking a deep look at the room, Amakusa turned around and strode away without looking back.

Isn’t it possible that he who imagines the future so much has been poisoned by the name of ‘wish’?

It’s a pity that this is the last time he meets these masters.

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“So it’s in the unformed sky garden? No wonder I haven’t been able to find it.”

Shuoyue put down the display screen and tapped his thighs rhythmically.

Amakusa had been trying very hard to guard against him. Any surveillance related to magic was cleared by him and the Empress. Even the surveillance camera placed in the church by Sakutsuki with a little luck and temptation was found and destroyed.

Regarding this battle of surveillance and counter-surveillance, Amakusa and Sakutsuki did not mention it directly to each other, but just tacitly responded to each other's moves, which would not affect their cooperation.

But there was only one winner in the end, Sakutsuki.

In this intelligence war, he successfully found the location of the red masters.

"After all, even if Amakusa knows the technology of this era, the science and technology in a few decades will be much greater than the changes in the mysterious world."

After whispering, Sakutsuki got up and returned to the restaurant.

At the table, Jeanne was talking happily with the android girl, and the first sentence Sakutsuki heard was:

"... Sieg, how about this name?"

The android who asked so seriously, after noticing Sakutsuki's arrival, turned his eyes to him again, silently asking for his opinion.

Sensing Shuoyue's doubts, Jeanne smiled and explained: "Since you can live a healthy life, you can't live without a name. You can't always use the name of 'artificial man'."

"I've heard your story last night. Whether it's Black Rider who took the child out of the city, or Black Saber who is determined to sacrifice herself to save her, they all fully demonstrated what a hero is. I think it's not surprising that the child named himself 'Sieg'."

Sieg, Siegfried.

Obviously, this is the name chosen by the android to commemorate the hero who was willing to sacrifice his life.

"How do you feel, Shuoyue, is this name nice?"

"...Master?"

Two expectant eyes fell on Shuoyue, and the young man's eyes hid a little helplessness, but he finally nodded.

"Not bad, a very nice name."