My Infinite Wings

Tohsaka Rin was obviously skeptical about this kind of information that was completely inside information, and swept me with scrutiny.

"Although the fourth final battle ended in chaos, the real result is little known, even the Yusan clan can't figure it out, and the Einzbern clan who summoned Saber did admit defeat... but According to historical records, the first three victors were all magicians who used Saber!"

I smiled lightly and said, "It's up to you to believe it or not I kindly tell you!"

The girl let out a sigh of relief: "Forget it, I won't always feel sorry for myself when it comes to a fait accompli... Then, where are you a heroic spirit?"

I shrugged: "That doesn't matter, you must have never heard of it anyway, and there is no need to know for the time being."

The girl frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and her unhappy emotions were beyond words, and she fired like a cannonball: "How could it be 'it doesn't matter'? If you are a famous hero, it is impossible for me not to know—and if I don't know what kind of Heroic Spirit you are, I don't know how strong you are, don't you? If you don't know how strong your partner is, you can't make a battle plan, right? How do you fight like this?"

"Well...that makes sense, then—"

I smiled wickedly, pulled out my hands in my trouser pockets, and half-raised them to the sides, "Just let you take a look at my 'normal body'."

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"Look carefully and don't blink!"

Then, I revealed the appearance of an eight-winged fallen angel.

I don't need too many words to describe, just look at the shocked expression of the magician girl in front of me, and you can imagine the exaggerated pressure and presence of my "real body".

In just one second, I retracted my dark and graceful wings and returned to my normal human form.

"You... a fallen angel?"

"If it's fake, change it!"

"Well, then even if you don't say it, your real names can only be those... uh! But how can such a god-level existence become a 'heroic spirit'?"

"Wait a minute, don't you see clearly? I only have 'Eight Wings', and I'm far from being on par with the powerful beings who 'fall with the morning star' - well, let's put the details aside for now , Now, as for the 'master-slave' issue between us, we must make it clear."

"Aha--"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then crossed her hips and stared at me like an idiot.

"What are you talking about? You are the Servant I summoned, and I am your Master. Do you have any questions?"

"There is a big question!"

There was a wicked smile of moonlight grace on my face.

"Look at the back of your right hand, Miss!"

"!"

More shocked than seeing my "transformation", Rin stared at the back of his right hand, as if caught in Medusa's petrified magic eye, not only moving, but even breathing seemed to stop.

Hmm... The fair-skinned catkins stretch out slender jade fingers, which are very clean and have no traces of stains. --No no? No! Why is there no Command Spell? Roar! At the moment of calling "success", there was a fierce tingling on the back of the hand. Why did you have to appear in your heart and do not know when to disappear? The girl could not describe the mood at this moment- -surprise? Confused? nervous? panic? anger?

Not at all... Her thinking almost stopped.

"Ah la la..."

I raised my right hand and said with a wicked smile, "Confused girl, are you looking for 'this'?"

On the back of my right hand, three bright red blood-like magic lines are entangled and tangled—not a Command Spell?

Rin suddenly came back to his senses and completely fell into a state of madness and rampage, and shouted: "Why, why, why is the Command Spell in your hands——"

"Hey...because-"

I walked up to the girl like a stroll in the courtyard, and condescendingly (I am about 185, Rin is 159) with a wicked smile, "As a 'devil', I am the Master in the actual sense, and you, a human being, are the real Master. Servant, no, in other words, the 'servant' with a mandatory limit of 33,333 times! Ah, by the way, 'servant' is just a polite way of saying it, but it's actually a 'slave'!"

If you look closely, you can see that the Command Spell pattern that appears on the back of my right hand appears to be three red lines crisscrossing each other, but in fact it is an extremely complex pattern formed by countless tiny red marks to the naked eye.

Therefore, the "absolute order" of more than 30,000 times is not a lie.

Hey... This is the nature of the Demon God's contract - no matter what kind of contract it is, as long as it is called a "contract", it can be reversed, annexed, and strengthened to the limit! The only regret is that the process is beyond my control.

"Three... Thirty-three thousand... three hundred and thirty-three... times? Slaves?"

Rin's forehead was twitching and her lips were trembling - she was clearly about to faint, her hill-like chest was throbbing violently, as if it had swelled a little with anger.

"You, you, you...what are you kidding-"

"Ah, by the way—the beautiful servant has the duty to help the master to warm the bed!"

After adding fuel to the fire, I fearlessly faced the girl's man-eating anger, shook my right hand, half-squinted my eyes, and put on a playful smile.

"Do you want to be more explicit? Or do you want to test if I'm lying? Oops, if I've been 'done' so many times during the short Holy Grail War, I hope you can hold on and don't break it!"

"Wow!"

Rin stopped talking immediately, her face turned pale, but she still glared at me viciously, not to be outdone.

"Well, although there are more than 30,000 usage opportunities, it's not a good habit to waste resources casually..."

I tried my best to restrain my laughter, and deliberately used an aggressive look—the kind of “beep—” that the king of heroes sees the king of knights.

His eyes scanned the girl's body back and forth inch by inch.

"Sure enough, I'll make you my personal use... Well, I'll give you three choices for the kind and honest - (silence) slave, human (silence) toy, (silence) toilet, choose one! Come on! Oh, my patience is limited, if you don't choose, I will directly do 'this kind of thing' to you!"

Speaking of which, I noticed that Rin clenched her teeth and moved her fingers slightly, as if she had the urge to fight to the death with me, so I did not hesitate to give her a "spiritual freeze" "Goo..."

Finding that she was suddenly unable to move, and that she had no magic power but was unable to perform any magic, the girl felt an emotion called "despair" coming from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

Gee! Flirting too much, like it's about to make her cry - that's not what I wanted. ————This is the dividing line————PS: Minna Sang, Happynewyear! Ahhh, I have officially become a candidate for a magician (silent)...

Chapter 395 Heroic Spirit Skills

"Okay, the above is just a joke..."

With a thought in my mind, I removed the shackles of my spiritual power, and my face turned into a "demon god"-like indifference and meaninglessness—that's how the old monk felt when he looked at the pink skeleton.

"Don't worry, I'm not arrogant enough to think that one person can take down all the competitors and get a chance to make a wish to the Holy Grail, and I always find things like strategy super troublesome, so I won't really do it to you or something—that's what it said, believe it or not!"

"……Humph!"

The girl who came back from despair was glaring at me relentlessly—well, any woman with self-respect and integrity would be like this—but she was once again surprised by the sudden change in my attitude.

"Speaking of 'wish', Marcher, you... what is your wish, let's hear it."

As expected of a famous magician, there is a lot of emotional adjustment...

"Understanding your wishes is also for better cooperation."