Chapter 482 The Embarrassment of the Person Who Prayed for Help

Chapter 482 The embarrassment of the person praying for relief...

The red holy cloth is fluttering in the wind, and a red holy belt and cloak are put on the priest's clothes. The priest with brown skin and white broken hair lowered his eyes, praying quietly towards the empty hands held up by the black followers.

"Return to the dust. The defeated, the old are called by me, commit themselves to me, learn from me, serve me. Grant you rest, never forget to sing, never forget to pray, never forget my name, my body is light, liberate You suffer greatly from all things.”

"——May the Lord have mercy on this mourning soul."

When Joan of Arc went through untold hardships and broke through the corridors, labyrinths, traps, thunders, fires and beasts set by the empress, and stepped into the chapel, what she saw was a young man bathed in divine light and as loving as a saint.

The moment he saw him, Ruler got an instant revelation.

"……how come."

Just because she understood the key, she couldn't help but take a breath. It’s so ridiculous, it’s impossible. The young man in front of me is——

Followers.

No, forget it. Although the situation where the Master is a Servant deviates from the rules, it is at least possible (Sakusuki:?).

However, the problem lies in his rank. Not Saber, not Archer, not Lancer, not Rider, not Berserker, not Caster, not even Assassin - he doesn't belong to any of the seven professions.

"First meeting, this time Ruler."

"The former... Ruler!"

Even the calm and composed Chiron could not conceal his inner shock. The other leader of Black, Darnic, who also arrived at the chapel after following the Black followers by unknown means, did the same. He looked at the familiar sight in front of him. The young man was dumbfounded.

Even though he forgot too many memories during the ritual of devouring souls to extend his lifespan, Darnic has a past that he cannot forget no matter what: he risked his life as a magician to fight in the Third Holy Grail War—as There was absolutely no way he could forget the battle that started everything.

That was why he was stunned.

"How could it be, this, this is impossible..."

Phantoms of the past flashed through his mind. The sage boy from the Far East who was illegally summoned by Einzbern now walked out of his past memories and spoke to him with a gentle smile that had not changed in sixty years:

"Oh, this is really an ordinary and ordinary line for you, Darnic. Since you are still alive, it is not a surprise even if I am alive."

"How could it be possible? It's impossible! There can't be such a thing! Why! Why are you here! Why are you still alive...!?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed manner:

"——Of course it's because I participated in this Holy Grail War, as the master of the red side."

That was an absolutely unacceptable declaration to Darnik. Ignoring Darnik who was speechless, the boy continued to shout loudly:

"I've been waiting for this opportunity, Darnic! Fuyuki's Great Holy Grail belongs to me! Magician - for you who only know how to lead the world to destruction, how could I give you this Great Holy Grail!"

After hearing these words, the shackles of fear that bound him were broken, and Darnik's expression turned ferocious in an instant.

"...Stop talking nonsense!!"

Enraged, Daniel took a step forward in order to speed up - but fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Goooo!?"

There was a sharp pain in the back of his chest. Danik looked down and saw that the sharp gun blade pierced his heart. The sound of the bullet being loaded was transmitted along the bones and flesh, together with Shuo Yue's whisper.

"You dare to come here without the protection of your followers. Should I call you brave or stupid?"

boom!

There is no need to think about what adjective is suitable for a corpse. When no one has time to rescue him, Shuo Yue pulls the trigger and cleanly ends Danik's life, then shakes off the dead body and leisurely gets out of the way.

Behind him, the three servants Achilles, Atalanta and Karna had gloomy faces, looking at the young priest who once gave them orders with undisguised hostility:

"Master of Assassin...did you do it? Killed our Master!"

Even though his body had begun to drift away slowly, Achilles still pointed his spear forward, with undisguised hostility in his words.

As first-class and top-notch servants, there is only one reason why they suddenly lost their power - that is their Master.

Only when the master dies will they show symptoms of dissipation!

Following the contract, they saw the dead masters lying in the room. In this regard, Amakusa and the Empress, who actually controlled the sky garden, seemed to become the object of suspicion of the three heels.

Not only him, Atalanta has already set up arrows, and even Karna has a serious expression on his face, pointing the spear of the God of Death at Amakusa.

The murderous intent of the three heroes was as sharp as a blade, but Amakusa Shirou Tokisada endured it without changing his expression, but his smile was slightly bitter.

"This has nothing to do with me... Although your masters are indeed imprisoned by me, I swear on my true name that I have never thought of killing them."

"Just because you don't have one, doesn't mean Assassin doesn't have one, Amakusa."

Shuoyue played with the blood-stained fist gun in a clear voice, ignoring the hostile black servants, and pointedly said:

"You, and the empress who is famous for poisoning - about the death of all the magicians in my clock tower, I hope you can represent the church and give us a reasonable explanation."

The empress who is famous for poisoning, and Shuoyue who represents the clock tower?

This sentence revealed a lot of information. Some servants lowered their heads to think about the real name of the empress, and some looked at the mysterious young man from the beginning, thinking about it.

Especially Chiron, who is the brain trust of the black side, was shocked. He had a preconceived idea before, and always thought that Shuoyue, who hid the servant information, was the assassin of the red side, and the one who could build such a huge courtyard was the masterpiece of the red magician (Caster).

It can't be said that the magician goes to the front line to fight the enemy with bayonets, and the assassin hides behind the scenes to quietly build infrastructure, right?

Or is it "I am an assassin, I don't have the power of a magician"?

The Red Team's lineup is so strange!

At this time, Amakusa could no longer care about the Black Team. He looked at the equally confrontational Shuoyue, and the helplessness in his eyes was even heavier.

Even though he was on guard against the messenger of the clock tower at the beginning, Amakusa had to admit the value of Shuoyue at this point. You know, judging from the record, the two heads of the Black Team (Ken Niang and Vlad III) were taken by this assassin.

Amakusa didn't believe that the Black Team would be willing to sacrifice their leader and a servant just to make Shuoyue a spy on their side.

Not to mention that Shuoyue also protected Atalanta and won the Holy Grail, playing a pivotal role in the battle.

He would rather abandon Achilles or Mordred than let Shuoyue leave the Red Team.

But the problem is - he himself didn't know how those masters died!

Could it be that the Empress really did it...

"Are you doubting me?" The Empress' voice sounded in his mind, and she was a little angry. "I don't even bother to use such a cheap method!"

"Why don't you answer us, Father?" Seeing that Amakusa didn't answer, Achilles stepped forward and continued to ask, "Are you guilty? Or are you sorting out the words to deceive us!"

There was an Empress making trouble in his mind, and Achilles was aggressive outside. Even Amakusa was annoyed by the noise and could only wave his hand.

"Stop arguing. I have a complete video here. You can talk after you finish watching it!"

The magic light curtain unfolded, and it would take some time before it completely dissipated. The three victims raised their heads together and looked at the masters they had never met in the light curtain.

"Hey, Chiron, should we take this opportunity to take action..." Ah Fu looked at the chaotic red team and whispered softly.

"No, once we take action, the situation will become even more chaotic." Chiron looked at the magic light screen and responded in a low voice, "What's more, we lost Lancer and our combat power was greatly reduced... It would be bad if the Red Team united against the outside world because of our interference."

"On the other hand, if the Master is really dead, then the Red Team's servants will never obey this priest. It will be our time to take action when the time comes."

"In other words, we have to wait too..." Astolfo muttered, while Artoria, Siegfried and Avisbron exchanged glances secretly.

They received the communication from Shuoyue.

After exchanging glances for a while, Avisbron lowered his head, created a puppet with the same aura as himself as a cover, and then left the place quietly.

He had to connect with Liudao Lingxia before the situation got out of control and complete their contract.

Prayer for Rescue: When using your own Noble Phantasm, the charging stage increases by 2 levels (3 times)

When using your own Noble Phantasm, the charging stage increases by 2 levels (4 times) [Maximum Release]

As long as the charging can keep up, this Amakusa gift set is surprisingly useful for C Dai, and is more cost-effective than Yuanyuan.