A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

The last book did very well, but I didn't feel happy for long before I gave it all to the hospital. I will definitely finish this book, as I mentioned in the book review section. After all, I still have to eat...

As for the previous book, maybe next month, or the month after, when Qingfeng is in better condition, I will continue to update it. It is estimated that the content is only about 300,000 words away from the end.

Next is the content of this book. What was said at the end of the chapter before, such as "When Fuyuki sank, the day () died in battle" and "Thanks to the number one on the list (Gil) for sending the R'lyeh text", will be presented in the upcoming tsunami battle, which is within the next daily update + the fifteen chapters that are owed.

Maybe there will be some daily life with Van Gogh in the middle (I hope I won’t be scolded for it then), and then we will move on to the ending of the first volume and start the content of the next volume.

As for the other Outer Gods characters... well, they'll all be there, and they're already in the outline! Ah Rong, Abi, Yang Yuhuan, and even the Captain will all appear in various Holy Grail War scenes!

Qingfeng's life is like walking on thin ice, but Qingfeng thinks that he will win!

Thank you for your support, readers. With you, this book will be more exciting!

Water, Wind, and Flower: Chapter 6: (k for first order) The sea demon summons, and the clouds move in all directions!

"Hey, hey...are you kidding me? This is only the first day of the Holy Grail War. What are you planning on doing by summoning a familiar like this?"

"Hmph! I think the guy who summoned this monster wants to capture all the participants in this Holy Grail War in one fell swoop. He really doesn't understand strategy at all!"

As lightning streaked across the sky, Iskandar, atop the wheels of the Divine Power, responded with a solemn expression.

Waver, who had long been accustomed to flying into the sky on a chariot, lay on the edge of the chariot and looked down. The sky was almost close to the clouds and was only slightly higher than the monster rising from the sea. Even from Waver's perspective, Fuyuki City, except for a few lights in the residential and commercial areas, the area near the port had been submerged by the rising sea water.

"Is this also the work of that Caster... Catching them all in one fell swoop? It seems like that's what that Caster has always wanted to do."

Weber's eyes trembled. As a rookie, he never thought that he would encounter a familiar of this level one day. Perhaps even his teacher Kenneth might not be able to summon a familiar of this level.

In his opinion, such a great summoning technique might only be possessed by the magician of the Age of Gods, that is, the Caster who has been elusive until now. Only that guy would do such an extraordinary thing and summon such a monster here with the idea of ​​catching them all in one fell swoop.

"If you ask me, kid, something this twisted couldn't possibly be the work of that Caster."

"Huh? There's only one Caster in the Holy Grail War, right? Besides that guy, is there a second Caster capable of performing a summon of this magnitude?!"

Weber puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his judgment. No matter from which angle he looked at it, the reason such a huge monster was summoned must have come from that Caster!

In response, Iskandar waved the reins in his hand and descended before Weber could react, constantly approaching the huge creature below whose shape was obscured by the mist it continuously emitted.

“Rider——!!!”

Weber realized it belatedly and screamed in fear. He was afraid of such a huge monster and the process of crashing into it at such a high speed.

"Calm down, kid, and look above that monster's head!"

Iskandar's reminder forced Weber to open his eyes with great difficulty. With his squinted eyes, he soon saw two figures being devoured by the huge piece of meat that seemed to be constantly expanding not far away.

The figure holding the magic book seemed to be muttering something, and opposite him was an orange-haired man who looked lifeless and like a dead body.

It was not a hostage-taking drama. The guy who had already died was not worth saving at all. But rather than calling him a hostage, it would be better to say that he was a sacrifice. Whether it was the dead guy or the guy who was muttering something at the moment, their figures were gradually swallowed up by the wriggling piece of flesh as time went by. It was an act of sacrificing themselves to some kind of demon.

Could it be that there are two Casters in this Holy Grail War?!

Weber Velvet widened his eyes. The high-speed chariot could not distract him from his thirst for knowledge. At this moment, he was eager to know whether his guess was true. He was eager to know more about the "demon" summoned by the guy who was being sacrificed in front of him.

"Beware!"

Iskandar's voice came from behind, like a thunderclap that brought Weber's thoughts back to reality. He gasped belatedly, a sense of fear rising from his heart.

"You can't look into that monster's head! You can't look into that monster's head!"

Weber Velvet, who was pulled back from the edge of the chariot by Iskandar's hand and fell on the chariot, was in a state of great confusion. He could no longer remember what he was thinking just now, but his reason told him that he must not look closely at the monster's head again, and must not look at the ceremony going on above the monster's head.

At the same time, a paper bird fell from the sky, even ignoring the thunder produced by the continuous rotation of the wheels of Kamuy, and landed accurately on Weber's head.

Sensing something strange, Weber took a piece of letter from his head. The residual magical reaction on it was enough to prove that it had been transmitted to him through magic. As far as Weber could remember, only the Holy Church would do this kind of emergency notification.

As the note unfolded, the question of who had summoned this sudden monster was fully explained.

"He summoned a demon through the Holy Grail War, but ended up being sacrificed to the demon himself. Is this guy an idiot?!"

Even Waver Velvet, after seeing what was written on the letter, couldn't help but complain about Ryunosuke Uesugi's actions.

The crusade order issued by the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, Kotomine Risho, assembles all participants in the Holy Grail War to defeat the eighth demon with an additional job summoned by Uryu Ryunosuke. The reward is a single Command Seal that is enough to make any Holy Grail War participant excited.

On the first night of the Holy Grail War, although no Command Seals were used, having a fourth Command Seal was equivalent to having an extra life compared to others. Whether it was using Command Seals to replenish the magic power of Noble Phantasms or to forcibly command Servants, even Waver Velvet, who was a layman in the Holy Grail War, could not help but be tempted by it.

"Rider, there are people more powerful than us in this Holy Grail War..."

After a brief moment of reflection, Weber Velvet let the letter he had received turn into ashes in his hands and scatter with the wind. While muttering to himself, he stood up again and stood beside Iskandar, his gaze gradually becoming firmer.

"They might be more adept at dealing with monsters like this. The Templar Church's crusade order states that those who perform exceptionally well in this battle will receive a Command Seal as a reward. Since it doesn't limit the reward to a single victor, I think it's time for us to seek out allies."

Weber Velvet's words gradually made Iskandar's solemn face more arrogant. The slight upward arc was enough to show that he and Weber had the same plan at this moment.

"Not bad, boy! Only a strategy like this is worthy of being my subject!"

As a flash of purple lightning passed by, Gilgamesh, leaning on the spaceship made of gold and emerald, showed a very happy expression.

"What an ugly monster! This extra bastard is a fool with a bad taste. Even if he wanted to die, he would have chosen a place where no one would notice him. He made such a conspicuous appearance, just like a clown circus, making people laugh."

Gilgamesh was much more casual than others about the huge sea monster that appeared before him. He even regarded the appearance of this monster as just an appetizer.

Gilgamesh already knew the real name of Saber, the legendary King Arthur, who had revealed her Noble Phantasm, and the legendary holy sword he possessed. Such a character, simply as a hero, would undoubtedly interest him. But unfortunately, what Gilgamesh had been expecting was never Rider, who possessed the power blessed by the gods, nor Saber, who wielded the holy sword.

He had only one goal from the beginning to the end. In this Holy Grail War, there was only one person in his eyes: the black pharaoh, the Caster who even frightened him. He was the one that Gilgamesh really wanted to take seriously.

"Tokiomi, I command you to return to my side immediately. I have sensed the scent of Caster. Now I will let you witness with your own eyes the true extent of my power, the only one in heaven and earth!"

Such words were heard from the turmoil in the distance, but Tōsaka Tokiomi did not rush to the direction of Gilgamesh as he did in the past.

The jeweled scepter in his hand radiated a scorching heat, and the letter paper that also turned to ashes and burned in his hand made Tōsaka Tokiomi's heart more determined to do so.

Turning to look at Rin, whose petite body was trembling as she buried her head in Aoi's arms, Tōsaka Tokiomi walked to Tōsaka Aoi's side and spoke in the gentlest voice possible.

"Aoi, the disaster over there can't reach here for the time being, but could you please take Rin and..."

Tōsaka Tokiomi paused, then turned his gaze to Duanmu Ye, who was on the other side of the sofa and was preparing to evacuate with a box filled with cash and gold bars. A hint of contempt appeared on his face.

That's right, this kind of reaction is only possible with someone who has not received any teachings and is completely instinctive in protecting the hard-earned money and preparing to run away. There is no way that there can be any doubt about it. This guy is a genuine ordinary person, a money-grubber who asked about his family property from the first sentence he said when they met.

"Well, Mr. Tokiomi, you just said that everything in this box should be given to me..."

Duanmu Ye tried his best to disguise himself as an ordinary person. Even when facing Tohsaka Tokiomi, Duanmu Ye's eyes would occasionally glance at the huge monster in the distance outside the window, revealing some special emotions.

He had reason to believe that Tōsaka Tokiomi, who was taking action at this moment, had received a conversation from Gilgamesh. The power of "Cthulhu" that he had used in his previous contact with Gilgamesh would inevitably cause Gilgamesh to make some wrong judgments, because he was very arrogant and he firmly believed in the judgments he made.

Therefore, at this moment, under the sea demon summoned by Gilles de Ray, who is still alive for some unknown reason, this alibi using Tohsaka Tokiomi is far more successful than Duanmu Ye originally imagined. What needs to be done now is to get away from Tohsaka Tokiomi's sight and investigate why Gilles de Ray is still alive.

The death of the Master has a fatal impact on the Servant, especially for Gil de Ray, who does not have many means, nor does he have the inherent skills of Gilgamesh to act alone at a high level. The fact that Gil de Ray can still summon a sea demon that is even larger than the one in the Battle of Miyuan River in his memory even though Ryunosuke Uryu has been dead for so long is enough to make Duanmu Ye wonder if there is something else involved in this Holy Grail War.

"Duanmu, you saved Rin, so you should be treated as an honored guest at the Tohsaka family. Don't worry, that box of things already belongs to you. You can do with it as you please. Don't worry about it being considered a source of illegal funds. I will arrange everything for you."

Looking at Duanmu Ye who hugged the box tighter in his arms because he spoke, Tōsaka Tokiomi was speechless. His behavior, as if he was afraid that he would take back his promise, made him doubt his own judgment. He didn't realize his true appearance at the first time, but instead kept speculating about his identity and motives.

Even if the magicians from the East had not declined to the point of becoming ordinary people, the magic they used was completely different from the magic he mastered. Fundamentally speaking, there was no need for him to worry about it anymore.

An atmosphere of silence filled the room. Tōsaka Tokiomi's words came to an abrupt halt, and he seemed to have no intention of continuing to speak.

This is an order to leave, or in other words, it means to tell yourself "You can leave now, there is nothing for you to do next."

Upon receiving this information, Duanmu Ye immediately left, but he also did not forget to thank Tohsaka Tokiomi for the gift. After all, such a generous reward was enough for him to meet his daily needs in the days to come. Needing funds is always an urgent matter.

As Duanmu Ye left the conference room, she looked again in the direction of Toosaka Aoi who was waiting quietly, with Toosaka Rin trembling in her arms.

"Rin, don't be afraid. Take your mother with you to the basement to spend the night. There is enough barrier there to protect you from the aftermath of the Holy Grail War. Believe me, I will be back after I deal with those things."

Gently stroking Rin's hair, Tohsaka Tokiomi's eyes were full of love.

Sakura is dead, died at Caster's hands. Although he concealed this fact from Rin, the truth will eventually come out, and Rin will one day know about Sakura's departure.

However, Ryunosuke Uryu actually set his sights on Rin. Regardless of whether Rin has been confirmed dead or not, he and his summoned familiar, Tohsaka Tokiomi, will not let him go easily. He will even personally take revenge on Caster, who killed Sakura. Even if it means breaking up with Gilgamesh, he will not hesitate to do this for Rin and Sakura.

"Why...why didn't you ask Brother Duanmu to stay with you, father? He's just an ordinary person who doesn't know any magic. If he leaves here and is targeted by that monster, he will..."

Before Rin could finish her words, Tousaka Tokiomi placed his finger on her lips and shook his head gently.

"There's indeed no trace of magic on him, not even a single magic circuit. He's a completely ordinary person." Tōsaka Tokiomi paused, then continued, "But Rin, he's a descendant of an Eastern magician. Asking him to go down to the basement and snoop through the magical crystals and wealth accumulated by the Tōsaka family over thousands of years is far too risky. I've already done my utmost to not leave him in the courtyard of the Tōsaka residence."

"Father, do you want to kill Brother Duanmu?"

There was an unusual light flashing in Toosaka Rin's eyes, as if she was unable to accept the reality, and seemed to be unable to speak about it.

Tōsaka Tokiomi took a deep breath and looked at Tōsaka Rin very seriously.

"Everything a magus inherits is an absolute secret. These are merely necessary measures to prevent such secrets from leaking out. Rin, you must understand that becoming the head of a family means you shoulder the thousand-year-old wish of the Tohsaka family. Often, acting on emotion can lead to the worst possible outcome. That's what magus are: selfish monsters..."

Sleepiness gradually came over her, and the next moment after she finished speaking, Toosaka Rin fell into a deep sleep. Although Toosaka Aoi, who was holding Rin in her arms, was a little annoyed that Toosaka Tokiomi used hypnosis magic on Rin, she did not say anything about it.

As the daughter of a magic family, even though her generation is no longer magicians and has no magic circuits to inherit, she still knows the secrets of magic because of her excellent bloodline.

"Take Rin and go. Don't leave the basement until I come back."

Rin's deep sleep allowed Tōsaka Tokiomi to return to his original state, and the magician's indifference and arrogance were once again revealed on his face.

But Tōsaka Aoi, who stood up from the sofa holding Rin and looked at Tōsaka Tokiomi, was a little worried.

"That monster... is there really nothing wrong with it?"

In response, Tōsaka Tokiomi raised his right hand, which had the Command Seal, in front of Tōsaka Aoi, revealing an extremely serious attitude.

"Gilgamesh's power is undeniable. Whether it's Rin's or Sakura's share, I will use his power to take it back with interest!"

......

Duanmu Ye, who stopped outside the Toosaka mansion, did not look as frightened as before. He raised his head and took a deep breath, and he understood Toosaka Tokiomi's plan clearly in his heart.

Through the flower of Mars, he can dominate those who are under his control. Even though his control over Rin Tohsaka is not so obvious, he can still know everything she knows through Rin Tohsaka's individual.

Tōsaka Tokiomi really wanted to kill himself. If the posture he displayed was not so ordinary and common, if it were not for his appearance that looked a bit like a magician, it would have turned into a battle that he did not want to see.

Not all battles are meaningful, and not all contacts must be eliminated. Duanmu Ye had only one purpose for coming here from the beginning to the end, and that was to use Tohsaka Tokiomi's hand to confirm his identity in Fuyuki, so that he could interact with Van Gogh more freely in Fuyuki. Even after the Holy Grail War was over, he would be able to live the rest of his life peacefully without worrying about whether his identity would be regarded as a stowaway or an illegal immigrant.

However, when he thought of this, Duanmu Ye suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in a daze.

Strange, where is Van Gogh?

It seemed as if from the moment he came into contact with Toshiomi Tōsaka, Van Gogh's existence had been erased. Even someone as experienced as Toshiomi Tōsaka didn't mention or even ask about Van Gogh's information...

"Duan, Duanmu?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the other side, and Van Gogh, with an awkward smile on his face, twisted his body.

"Very...very good! My presence was completely diluted! Hehe...how's it going, Duanmu? Van Gogh has awakened a new skill...like a transparent jellyfish, floating, floating...ah, it hurts!"

Van Gogh held his head and squatted on the ground. His already petite figure looked like a potted sunflower at this moment.

After retracting the knife he was using against Van Gogh, Duanmu Ye sighed helplessly.

Although he went to this extent in order to solidify his own identity, part of the reason was that he also wanted to make Van Gogh's identity real.

But now it seems that... this idea is still impossible to realize...

"Who...who told Duanmu to be too serious...Van Gogh is totally unable to adapt to such a formal scene...But, but...If you feel the touch is okay, it's not impossible to do it again..."

"......"

Van Gogh's words made Duanmu Ye puff up his cheeks. He had actually forgotten that Van Gogh was actually a serious masochist. He had clearly been a little worried that he hadn't restrained his strength well and would cause Van Gogh too much pain or something...

Another sigh was heard. Van Gogh, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands COSing a sunflower pot, was unilaterally lifted up and placed on the passenger seat of the sidecar three-wheeled motorcycle. Duanmu Ye's eyes were fixed on the extremely prominent figure in the distant port.

It was precisely because the battle against the Caster group was Duanmu Ye's most serious and easiest battle so far. The extent to which illusions can be projected into reality has long been proven. Logically speaking, Gil de Rey, whose head was destroyed by himself and even his spine was pulled out, should not be able to continue to survive. It is even more impossible for him to summon such a powerful sea demon after losing the demon offering of Uryu Ryunosuke.

Something must have happened to him that he didn't know about, but the vibration from the ground beneath him made Duanmu Ye stop thinking about this problem.

Looking around, the huge sea monster that had expanded to its limit was not what he remembered, looking like a combination of an octopus and a starfish. Its constantly twisting tentacles were covered with green skin, and on its sides there were wing skeletons that were not yet fully developed and looked like dead branches.

This is not the Star's Familiar, but Duanmu Ye knows it clearly. This is the distorted posture after he assimilated the spirit of Uryu Ryunosuke in the starry sky illusion.

The huge waves stirred up behind it were enough to swallow up half of Fuyuki. The Vimana and the wheel of divine power that appeared in the sky were enough to prove that all the servants were attracted by him.

Duanmu Ye stopped the car and couldn't help but think that this moment might be the best time to advance the progress of the Holy Grail War?

Water, Wind, Flower: Chapter 3: The Day the Fuyuki Sinks... (15/)

"Hmph, is this all you can do... It's a copy, but I have the magic power provided by the book and the dark magic I taught me, but this is all I can do?"

"Ahh, this is so boring... If it's just this level of chaos, I'm not interested at all..."

The purple-haired little girl had a sad face, and she lamented as if she was oblivious to the huge figure not far away that was creating waves and even brewing higher and bigger tsunamis. She even kept shaking her legs as if she was unaware of the distance of two or three stories below her feet.

The wailing and wailing of the refugees running around her was like a wonderful piece of music. Although she never got tired of listening to it, this level of fear and despair was not enough to make her feel even a little bit excited.

Although she was the one who pulled the big-eyed guy out of the illusion in order to make him bring her more interesting scenes, this kind of mediocre summoning technique could not satisfy her original idea at all.

That's right, the fleeing crowds around are not desperate enough, and the chaos brought to the world is not enough to subvert the existing order. Those heroes are still rushing to the battlefield, holding the hope of mankind to liberate the fear and despair trapped in the darkness.