Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen - Chapter 12 I'm here to negotiate terms

In the dark alley, there was an angry voice.

“No, isn’t this Xingyue? Why do you still have the authority of the organizer and force others to participate in the game, right? In Hakoniwa, a guy like you will definitely be attacked as a demon king!”

Roland rubbed the back of his hand unwillingly. The Command Seal seemed to be integrated with the skin, and there was no change after rubbing.

Although the nightlife in Fuyuki City is not busy, and it is now completely dark, Roland still took off his coat very carefully, and held it with the hand with the Command Seal to cover up the excess traces.

After returning home, he was still thinking about his future.

Now that the deal is done, and the Command Seal is already on him, he can’t say it clearly, is there still time to get out of Fuyuki City?

But the answer is obvious. The Holy Grail War is a ceremony jointly controlled by the Church of the Holy Church and the Magic Association. If you want to retire if you don’t fight a war, you can go to the church to strip the command spell and expose yourself.

If he refuses to abscond privately, although he has not encountered such a situation yet, even Roland, who knows nothing about magic, can guess that there will be corresponding punishments, and in serious cases, he may even be hunted down.

The spiritual deed that was about to be digested would also be interrupted. Roland himself would not be reconciled to escaping like this. He is a good young man who is honest and trustworthy, works hard to make money, and helps the society clean up dangerous people in his spare time. A group of dehumanized terrorists fled in desperation!

Moreover, the Holy Grail will not let him go, right? From the style of forcibly granting the Command Seal this time, Roland knows that what is contained in the seemingly glamorous Great Holy Grail is transformed by surging malice. of black mud.

Putting hope in the goodwill of the Holy Grail is not as good as breaking it yourself.

Even if you really obediently go to the Holy Church and choose to quit, can you be safe?

Roland fell into deep thought, and then categorically denied this.

This year’s supervisor, Kotomine Risei, is indeed fairly fair. However, in this Holy Grail War, he chose to cheat secretly with Tosaka Tokiomi. In exchange for the possibility of a Heroic Spirit as a helper.

“Let’s go to the Holy Grail War.”

Roland said leisurely, his face became calm instead, but this was by no means a self-defeating self-defeating, but an ultimatum issued under the precipitation of consciousness.

I don’t know whether it is the self-suggestion brought by these words, or the already thirsty heart is longing for indulgence. Roland can only feel the continuous secretion of adrenaline, which makes him, who has always been calm, start to ignite a scorching and excited flame in his heart.

It’s nothing more than something outside the standard of the heroic spirit. If it’s just the master, Roland doesn’t think he will lose to anyone if he is prepared.

The books left behind by Yusheng Ryunosuke helped him supplement the basic knowledge of the Holy Grail War, but in order to better participate in this war, the provision of magic power cannot be underestimated.

If the master cannot even maintain the magic power, then regardless of the battle, just to maintain the daily needs, the heroic spirit has to go hunting, and when facing the battle, this consumption will increase exponentially. Regardless of the considerations, Roland needed to find a way to provide magic power.

According to his own situation, Roland found two methods.

The first one is relatively simple. Get rid of a magician with obsession, and see if you can use the power of the Key of All Souls to make him into a spirit.

But the problem is that Qi Ling’s judgment is not based on the person’s ability. It doesn’t mean that killing the strong will definitely get Qi Ling. qualifications.

And even if you get it, Qi Ling’s ability will be determined according to the experience in life, and it may not necessarily give the one you want the most.

After Yusheng Ryunosuke’s death, Roland confirmed through the Key of All Souls that Yusheng Ryunosuke was not qualified to become a Qiling, perhaps because he had not met his true love and completed more works of art Get spiritual growth.

However, with that guy’s character and experience, it’s hard to say whether he knows he has a magic circuit. Even if he really becomes a Qiling, the ability he brings is probably the skill of a murderer. The influence may be an abnormality in aesthetics. some type of?

Hunting for other magicians is even more difficult. After occupying the two magic families of Tohsaka and Matou, there is basically no vacant spiritual land. here.

“So, the only option left is to find an ally?”

Roland sighed, unlike the relaxed atmosphere in which the Masters who participated in the Holy Grail War in the Fifth World War could go to school, fight the Holy Grail War, and bring heroic spirits into other people’s workshops from time to time, the Masters in the Fourth World War were still more relaxed. Seriously want to fight the Holy Grail War.

Tohsaka Tokiomi has to hide his hand secretly when he finds an ally. The other companies are even more famous, each showing their own special abilities. The best one is Weber, but who makes them look good? Meet the doomed heroic spirit.

Although he has the buff of strong luck, Roland doesn’t think he has such good luck.

Therefore, according to your current situation, it is best to find someone who is ambitious, has a long-term vision, knows how to distinguish interests, and is willing to invest in the Holy Grail War, including but not limited to providing magic power, and finding related holy relics, and It is someone else’s ability to accept the Command Seal.

After summing up his own conditions and requirements, Roland’s disappointment was beyond words.

“No matter how you look at it, you are looking for someone to take advantage of. Does such a person really exist?”

Roland touched his chin, and his eyes moved.

“Oh, no, it seems that there are such people…”

In the early morning of the next day, in the Central Park of Fuyuki City, an old man in a kimono sat quietly on a bench by the lawn. The cool morning dew had already wet the sleeves of the old man. Adults will unconsciously tighten their clothes when walking on the road.

But the old man didn’t seem to notice it, his back was straight, and what he was leaning on with both hands seemed to be a sharp sword instead of a cane.

This is in stark contrast to his already decayed, mummy-like image.

The old man stared at everything around him indifferently, his sunken eye sockets were filled with fearsome sharp eyes, and in his thin and small body, the sound of insects could be faintly heard.

Suddenly, the old man raised his head and looked towards the end of the road. In this humid and cold weather, he would be alone in the park. Apart from him, the only person who might be there was the mysterious promiser.

“Oh, it’s really here…” Roland looked at the rotten old man in front of him, showing no sign of awe, but showing a frivolous smile instead.

“Zouken Matou, I’m here to negotiate terms.