Abnormal Moon

It's not surprising that his Master identity was exposed after the summons was just issued today. It's likely that all the magicians in Fuyuki City already know that he is one of the Masters in this Holy Grail War.

But at this juncture, who would come to him?

What is it for this time?

Bazette?

To confirm whether he was the one who trespassed into the Great Hole that day.

No, while Bazett may not be a great person, he is straightforward, so the heroic spirit he summons shouldn't be one with such strong resentment.

Such intense resentment makes it seem less like a Heroic Spirit and more like an Anti-Heroic Spirit.

Thoughts are turning.

Roy arrived outside the courtyard.

Okita Souji stood ready on the road in front of the hospital.

Opposite her, a dark figure was slowly walking towards her from the distance.

The moment Roy appeared, the man seemed to sense his presence and turned his gaze toward him.

For an instant.

The two looked at each other.

In that instant, both of their expressions changed.

"Ha! Haha! Hahahahahahahaha—!"

The man suddenly burst into a series of hysterical laughs.

His voice was deep and hoarse, and his laughter was filled with grief and desolation.

"It's you! It really is you! When I was outside the city hall, I thought I was seeing things, but I never expected you to be here—you traitor!"

The dark figure was wrapped in dirty bandages that hadn't been washed in who knows how many years. He wore tattered armor and his voice was as old and hoarse as the bones in a tomb.

Upon seeing the person clearly, Okita Souji's eyes widened slightly.

She knew this person!

No, we don't know each other.

She had seen the old man twice in her Master's dreams.

That's right.

The person in front of him was dressed exactly like the old man who questioned him in the Master's dream!

No, it's the same person!

However, in the dream, she clearly saw her Master kill the old man.

The Master left only after killing the old man and all thirty-odd people on that mountain, regardless of age or gender.

She clearly saw that scene in her dream!

But the old man is still alive.

Is it a ghost?

No, it was clearly human. Although it was entangled with intense resentment that resembled a curse, the breath and temperature of its flesh and blood could not be faked.

So, he faked his death and fooled his Master?

Are you here now to seek revenge on your Master?

"So you're still alive, you old codger."

The Master's voice came from behind, as cold as frost.

Okita Souji glanced back.

Roy had taken off his glasses at some point.

A vicious smile spread across his face, sending chills down Okita Souji's spine.

Although her Master so far has been somewhat strange, he has been a good person overall.

But this smile, which evoked the cruel smile of a demon, was something Okita Souji had never seen on him before.

This completely shattered the impression that the Master had in Okita Souji's mind.

"Ah, that's right."

"I'm nothing more than a ruthless executioner. My Master, who summons me using affinity, is obviously not a normal person."

Okita Souji thought to himself.

I remember when I was first summoned out of the underground cavern and walked through that passage of demonic mist, Okita Souji felt his soul wavering.

But the Master remained calm and didn't take the curse seriously at all.

She gave her evaluation of her Master at that time.

They're either geniuses or madmen.

Looking at it now.

Roy really is a madman.

He's just a madman who's very good at disguising himself.

“Saber.”

"Yes!"

"Kill him, and cut him into a thousand pieces."

"Yes!"

Okita Souji did not hesitate.

With one step, the blade pointed directly at the armored old man ten paces away.

What kind of person the Master is has nothing to do with Okita Souji.

Because their relationship is based on mutual attraction, and they have agreed to be completely open and honest with each other.

Therefore, Okita Souji unconditionally trusts her Master!

The girl took a step forward, her figure as agile as a cheetah, and in the blink of an eye, she crossed the asphalt road and arrived in front of the armored old man, slicing the tendons of his legs with the tip of her knife.

The armored old man didn't react at all, as if he had been frightened into a daze.

The blade gleamed coldly and arrived before him in an instant.

But Okita Souji's expression suddenly changed, and he turned around abruptly, leaping away from the armored old man.

“Crackle, crackle—!”

The next moment, the ground erupted like lava, asphalt cracked, and stones flew everywhere.

Blazing flames erupted from the ground, forming a defensive barrier in front of the armored old man.

The commander lagged behind, his gaze sharp.

If she had been reckless and greedy, the old man in armor might not have died, but she herself would definitely have been engulfed in flames and burned to death.

Moreover, this flame is not an ordinary flame.

Instead, it was a flame filled with resentment and curses.

Once you get even a tiny bit on it, it's hard to escape.

"A Servant?"

Okita Souji looked stern.

This cursed flame, filled with resentment, is undoubtedly the Servant I sensed earlier.

Was that the old man in armor a follower?

Is this armored old man one of the two remaining Masters who haven't shown up yet?

"Come out, Lancer!"

The armored old man, his body hunched over, raised his right hand.

It revealed three scarlet Command Seals, like burning flames.

After he gave the order, he remained silent for a while, and then the figure of a servant gradually materialized and appeared before them.

It was a distorted figure, with endless resentment clinging to her, and flickering black flames like a curse that had materialized.

Through the cursed fire, one could see her silent face.

She looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with short silver hair reaching her shoulders, and her dark gold pupils appeared sharp and ruthless.

The armor covered the black nun's habit, and the fur cloak was bound to her body with chains. The absolute territory formed between the black over-the-knee stockings and the hem of the skirt appeared hazy under the flickering cursed flames.

Roy could not possibly not recognize this posture.

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