I, authentic, little sun

After Caster lowered his head, he suddenly found that a golden gun had been inserted into his heart.

Yes, how could it be so fast, so fast that there was no time to react.

Does this count as a fight?A battle that ends in an instant?

Obviously, he has already started to turn into a spiritual child and leave...

As a magician, Caster is not very proficient in magic. He can show up in this position entirely because of the Prelati's Spellbook in his hand.

But as a marshal during his lifetime, he was still very proficient in cold weapons.

However, he never imagined that he would be solved in a daze.

"This is my full strength in the true sense. In addition to liberating the treasure, it is a shot with all my strength!"

Zhengzong walked up to Caster, and explained indifferently: "Compared to melee martial arts, I am better at mid-range throwing."

The divinity can greatly enhance the five dimensions, and the release of magic power can greatly enhance the muscle strength.

For the shot just now, the muscle strength when throwing it has at least reached A+, and it may even have reached A++!

In this case, it is no less powerful than the anti-human treasure!

And Caster's agility is only C, and he distracted his attention to Saber in the distance, how could he hide in the past?

It can be said that in the four battles, the most lethal is Caster Gilles de Ray, as a magician, it's fine if he doesn't stay in the lair, and runs around.

More importantly, his spellcasting swing is still a lot longer...

After all, he is not a melee mage who can slash people with a holy sword.

PS: The title of the book is "The Endless Tomorrow of Eastern Salvation"

"Serious style of writing, a clear stream among dirty people"

Books by old authors are guaranteed to be updated. If you like it, you can read it.

Chapter 78 Dalang, it's time to take medicine!

Marshal Gilles de Rai glared at Zhengzong with hatred and angry eyes.

"My sad wish!!! It has already come true! My Joan of Arc, my Holy Virgin, she has clearly appeared in this Holy Grail War!!

But you, a hateful god, never came to show your brilliance before you were alive, and now you have changed her will and ruined my meeting with the saint!

Holy virgin... my holy virgin..." Caster, who was about to turn into a child, wailed with remorse and grief.

Unfortunately, who is to blame?

The madness made him lose his reason and strategy, and he completely followed in the footsteps of "Jean of Arc".

Let him be a magician, choose to appear in front of Masamune and Saber in an open and aboveboard manner.

And there is also a fierce provocation, the Heroic Spirits who exist outside the rules in this Holy Grail War.

To be honest, only the person with two brushes could be escaped by Caster. If he was replaced by a dog, he would definitely take him away if he saw the other party distracted.

"From now on, I will be the real Caster of this Holy Grail War.

As for magic, isn't it magic to set fireballs? "

Zhengzong smiled to himself, then thought of something and muttered to himself.

"Since Caster is dead, and he has such a good relationship with the Master, I have to send his Master to meet him.

The whole family has to be tidy..."

Caster's master is called Ryunosuke Yusheng. He is just an ordinary person, but he has the blood of some magicians in his ancestors, so that he can successfully summon the heroic spirit.

This person is a pure perverted murderer, who regards killing as an art, and even would rather work than collect money from the person who was killed, because it does not conform to his art.

When Zhengzong found Ryunosuke Usheng, the other party was fiddling with a bunch of broken bodies and arms.

The consequences were not unexpected, the opponent was burned to ashes by the angry Zhengzong.

As for using a gun—hehe, with his level of psychopathy, maybe he would enjoy it very much when he was nailed to a gun and bled, and felt that he had found the true meaning of art.

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"You're back." Irisviel greeted Zhengzong warmly as soon as he entered the house.

"How about that Caster?"

Zhengzong spread his hands, and replied helplessly: "The pair of perverted masters and slaves will no longer appear."

Speaking of this, Zhengzong said that he was angry and sent down a wave of fireballs, and spoke a little awkwardly.

"It's just a little too much. The gas pipe in Fuyuki City will explode again."

Mrs. Irisviel nodded and pulled him to sit on the sofa.

"Thank you for your hard work. You must be hungry. I'll help Nu get the food."

After finishing speaking, the wife left in a hurry.

However, such Irisviel made Masamune a little confused.

Although she is usually gentle, she is definitely not so gentle. Why is she so enthusiastic about herself now?

Is it...

After thinking for a while, he focused his eyes on the hat he bought for Kiritsugu...

"Alas... I really have sinned deeply..." Zhengzong sighed deeply.

"What sin is heinous?"

At some point, Saber had already stood behind Masamune and suddenly asked.

"Cough cough cough...it's nothing."

Zhengzong coughed lightly, prevaricated a little perfunctorily, and then looked at Saber who suddenly appeared next to him, feeling a sense of disobedience inexplicably.

Strange, shouldn't Artoria be the most active when eating?

Had she already eaten before I came?

Not long after, Mrs. Irisviel came back pushing a small dining cart. Not only that, but she also looked at Zhengzong expectantly.

The sense of disobedience in Zhengzong's heart became more and more serious, he turned his head to look at Saber, only to find that she was looking at him with pity, and his heart skipped a beat.

He thought of a possibility that terrified him—that is, these meals were not made by his wife himself, right?

Sure enough, Mrs. Irisviel had a happy smile on her face.

"When I was in the castle, the old patriarch and the maid never allowed me to enter the kitchen. Today I can finally let you try my cooking!"

The wife opened the covered dinner plate, revealing some strange and colorful dishes in the dark. The curious image made Zhengzong swallow his saliva.

"Then what, Saber won't eat with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Saber, who was looking at the real one with pity, suddenly turned extremely pale, and said in a panic.

"I still cut these dishes, so it should be considered that my wife and I cooked together, and you should taste our craftsmanship."

Irisviel thought for a while, and seemed to think there was nothing wrong with her words, and nodded in approval.

I believe you, Saber, you are no longer the righteous knight in my mind!

Zhengzong thought sadly and indignantly in his heart, looked at this "delicacy" with a mournful face, and hesitated to say anything.

At this critical moment, Zhengzong saw the hat again, and his eyes lit up.

"Kiritsugu should be on his way back now. With his will hidden, he must be much hungrier than us servant heroic spirits. Let's leave it to him!"

After Masamune said such a sentence, he quickly turned his head to look at Saber.

"Exercising is something you have to persevere in. We haven't practiced against each other today, have we? Let's go!"

After speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the yard.

After hearing the authentic words, Saber's face turned serious, and she accepted it without the slightest doubt, thinking that the other party must have worked so hard in this way.

It's just my stupid hair... I feel like I sensed something wrong somewhere, it seems that this sparring seems to be much more dangerous than usual...

Arturia shook her head, put these "distracting thoughts" behind her, and followed Zhengzong's footsteps.

On the other side, Emiya Kiritsugu and his assistant, Hisau Maiya, spent the whole night in the container against the cold wind for nothing, and tried their best to obtain certain information.

Finally, we drove back to the annex in Einzbern.

As soon as he entered the door, Emiya Kiritsugu saw his wife put a plate of strange things in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Kiritsugu, you're hungry, it's time to eat."

However, after Masamune gave Saber some loving "education", watching this scene from a distance, another scene immediately appeared in his mind.

"Da Lang, you should take your medicine!"

PS: Before I woke up, I was woken up by a series of phone calls from my friends.

Then told me another friend was hospitalized with a concussion.

Let me go to the hospital and help people "posture"

Don't show timidity when talking about negotiations.

It made me have to update the codeword at this strange time again... Alas, the first time it was put on the shelves was the best time to make money...Blood loss...

Chapter 79 Chapter 26 Crown Poison Master

Emiya Kiritsugu saw Utopia...it was the paradise in his dreams.

No killing, no harm, he no longer needs to repeat the killing.

There is peace in the world, there will be no struggle, people live in harmony...

Why dream of such a beautiful world?Ah, that's right, because my gentle wife gave me a bite of homemade food...

At this time, the situation in the Einzbern house was like this, Masamune and Saber looked at the "delicacy" that was missing a mouthful from a distance with fear on their faces.

Hisau Maiya was using what she had learned all her life to save Emiya Kiritsugu desperately. According to her, fortunately, Emiya Kiritsugu vomited quickly and the rescue was timely, otherwise...

The instigator of this incident, the crowned poison master, Mrs. Irisviel frowned, looking suspicious of life.

Why? It was made according to the recipe? Why did Kiritsugu fall down...

My brain is trembling ahhhhh! ! !

Zhengzong's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. If he hadn't been quick to make up his mind just now, it might be another person lying down now.

God knows if the immune effect of the sun armor will have any effect on the food he eats! ! !

I have to say that there are geniuses in this world, even the most common ingredients can be developed into...biochemical weapons!

Zhengzong turned his head and glanced at the dull-eyed Saber, who was always proud of her size and possessed the stomach of a king.

His current body was trembling slightly, and the dull hair on his head was drooping listlessly.

At this time, Arturia's heart still hadn't calmed down: almost, if it wasn't for the intuitive warning from my ancestors, I might have withdrawn from this Holy Grail War...

In fact, Masamune felt that Mrs. Irisviel's cooking was not completely useless.

If there is no accident, there will be a king's banquet, and the venue will be at Einzbern's house...

Then let the wife host a banquet to entertain them. This Holy Grail War still needs to be fought?

"What's wrong with me……"

A slightly hoarse voice sounded, Emiya Kiritsugu finally ran back from the gate of hell with difficulty.

"Ah, Kiritsugu, you're awake, are you alright?"

Irisviel ran to Kiritsugu's side, looking at him with concern.