In the Tower of Avalon, Merlin, who had originally been watching the fun, was at this moment constantly grabbing his white hair with both hands, occasionally banging his head against the wall. His face wore an expression of conflict, difficulty, and a hint of fear. His original elegance and schadenfreude had vanished without a trace.
After banging his head a few times, Merlin turned and hugged Fou, who had been watching the spectacle. "What do I do, Cath Palug! Aslan is threatening me, telling me to jump out and participate in this Holy Grail War myself!"
Merlin turned his head and knelt on the ground, covering his mouth and nose with his hands. He didn't know when a handkerchief had appeared in his hand. He looked like a pitiful young maiden deserving of sympathy. He even brazenly took out eye drops from his pocket and dripped them directly into his eyes, pretending to be streaming with tears.
The little white beast, which had just been hugged and then immediately tossed aside, had a human-like expression of disgust on its face. The guy before it was nothing but a drama queen. So when this drama queen was acting, ignoring him was the best choice. Otherwise, this old drama king would surely take a mile if given an inch.
Merlin, seeing that Fou was not cooperating with his performance, was not discouraged at all. Instead, he entered the next stage of his performance. "Oh, the bitterness! I am truly in such a bitter situation! Didn't I send Aslan to the human world for the sake of the world's stability and peace? After all, he has been a shut-in for so long. And a handsome flower-like big brother like me would be recognized as soon as I go out. It can't be helped. Weh weh weh, why can't Aslan understand me a little? Would a handsome flower-like big brother like me lie to people? How is that possible? How could I possibly have entrusted such an important matter to Aslan just because I didn't want to go out!"
Fou pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. Hadn't this old bastard just spoken his true thoughts aloud?
Merlin gently wiped the eye drops from his face with his handkerchief, then stood up and patted the non-existent dust from his clothes. "Forget it. It seems I have to make a trip this time. If I don't, I'm afraid I'll be attacked by the Supreme Masterpiece next time."
To prevent himself from being pinched by the head like a small doll and smashed violently onto the ground, to prevent himself from being thrown high into the sky and then blasted half to death by a cannon, he should probably put in a little effort.
"I hope I don't run into any old friends this time."
Merlin frowned slightly. To be honest, he had a bad feeling. He always felt that if he went out for a stroll this time, something unexpected might happen. But no matter what, he had indeed annoyed Aslan this time. Aslan had, after all, lived in the Inner Sea of the Planet for over 1500 years. It could be said that compared to Great Britain in the human world, the Inner Sea of the Planet was Aslan's long-term home. This meant that he couldn't just cause trouble and then run away. After all, the monk can run away, but the temple cannot. He was staying in this Tower of Avalon; it's not like he could carry the whole tower and run away, could he? If he could really just carry the tower and run, then why didn't he just carry the tower and smash it back at the White Dragon when it wanted to take his blood back then?
At this time, a voice once again came from the screen before Merlin. "Old bastard, get out of the magic circle before I finish the summoning chant, or don't blame me for what happens next."
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In a distant ice castle, a man with weathered yet cold and resolute eyes slowly stood up and walked before a summoning circle made of mercury.
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In a mansion in Fuyuki, Tohsaka Tokiomi looked at the jewel before him and the snakeskin directly in front of it. His eyes held pride and confidence, while the curve of his lips showed elegance. He stood up, took off his gloves, revealing the ticket to the Holy Grail War—the Command Spells. He had made all the preparations, and had even obtained this trump card. The victor of this Holy Grail War would surely be him!
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Kenneth had successfully performed the "little maneuver" with Sola-Ui, linking their magical energy together to supply their Servant with mana. At the same time, he had already booked a flight, preparing to head to the far East.
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In the suburbs of Fuyuki, a young man with a bowl cut threw a chicken covered in blood to the side. He then respectfully placed a wooden box containing a fragment of a red cloak on a stone bench. This young man didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, but he didn't want to give up just like that. He had to produce results to prove that his theories were not wrong! He didn't know if his actions were out of a desire to prove himself, or if he still held some resentment towards his teacher.
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The young priest of the Church had ice-cold eyes, as if nothing could arouse his interest. If there was anything in this world that could arouse his interest, it would probably only be authentic mapo tofu. That fiery pain on the tongue from the spiciness, that sight of others constantly tearing up because of the spice, was truly too exciting. Ah, speaking of which, he was summoning a Heroic Spirit now, right? As expected, he still needed to calm down.
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In a certain basement filled with crawling insects, Matou Kariya turned his head away, not looking at the short old man standing beside him. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the summoning circle that had been drawn long ago. At the same time, he looked deep into the insect pit. He must save Sakura!!
Thinking of what had happened not long ago, he felt extreme anger!
A month ago, the gate of the Tohsaka household opened. A ball of fire burned across the ground. Kariya was thrown out from the gate. Tohsaka Tokiomi held a ruby-inlaid staff in his hand, the emotion revealed in his eyes was only indifference. At this time, there were still specks of fire coiling around the ruby staff.
"Kariya... now that things have come to this, you, who fled the path of a magus like a coward, what right do you have to point fingers at my decisions, at my family's affairs? If not for our past acquaintance and my own upbringing, this fire would not have landed at your feet, but on your body."
Tohsaka Tokiomi's words were cruel and cold.
Kariya couldn't help but clench his fists, gritting his teeth. This guy before him was always so high and mighty, looking at everything in the world with his self-righteous eyes. This bastard before him had no idea what that old insect truly represented!! Recalling what he saw of Sakura, how that originally introverted girl had become like this, the anger in Kariya's heart had nowhere to be vented.