Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen - Chapter 55 The Eighth Servant

After the master left, Roland’s interest also dropped a lot.

“Next, just slowly control the direction of this Holy Grail War. However, I always feel like I forgot one thing.”

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: “I seem to have promised Matou Zouken to deal with Danik, but, forget it, that guy can’t do much anyway.”

“After all, he’s not even the master… If the master is happy, we can kill him.”

Medea followed Roland’s wishes, although Roland knew that Matou Zouken was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, strictly speaking, she was much older than her, but she claimed to know a little about magic. Medea Still have the self-confidence to solve each other.

“That’s not necessary. After all, that guy is still useful. As long as Danik is still there, the grievances between the two will not end. If he really dares to demand me with a contract, I will use the Killer Queen to kill the entire Matou. The house is blown to the sky.”

After clapping his hands, Roland happily decided the ending of Matou’s house. Then, when he turned his head and looked in the direction of the old capital, he was stunned for a moment.

Although many places in the new capital of Fuyuki City have become brightly lit due to the influence of the secretly ongoing Holy Grail War, the old capital still remains largely dark because of the river that separates them.

Except for the place where the dots of flames were burning wildly, dyeing the air orange.

“Caster, that place must be Matou House.”

“That’s right, there are not many better spiritual veins in the old capital, and that is the direction of the Jiantong family.”

As Caster gave an affirmative answer, Roland’s face became confused: “But I haven’t blown up yet? Why are my allies gone?”

Roland was quite sure that he still didn’t have the ability to get what he wanted, that is to say, something really happened to the Matou family.

He quickly waved his hand, let the shadow wrap himself and the caster, and came to the Matou residence.

Unlike the two days before, the Matou Mansion, which stood there with a history of hundreds of years, had already returned to dust.

He stood in the night, his red pupils staring indifferently at the hole in the middle that looked like it had been hit by a meteorite.

Before, it was still a luxurious bungalow, but now, it seems to have been erased with an eraser.

“Master, there is no sign of anyone’s presence around.”

Caster came to this conclusion after turning around.

“The Shadow Corps didn’t notice anyone nearby. It seems that they have already left. Judging from the time, I’m afraid it was done during the battle between Enkidu and Gilgamesh.”

Roland walked to the edge of the pothole and looked down. Not to mention the wormhole and secret room, the foundation of this place was probably blown flat.

“Who did it? It’s impossible to make such a big noise without being noticed by others.”

Caster also followed and asked curiously.

Roland touched his chin and asked back: “Caster, is it possible that the attack here was left by the magician?”

“If it’s a trace of magic, it’s impossible for me not to notice it at all.”

“Well, that is to say, it’s left by the servants, so that’s interesting…” The corners of Roland’s mouth curled up, with an inexplicable smile on his face: “Tonight, my ninja soldiers are monitoring all the servants and Master, then, where did this guy come from?”

“what do you mean?”

Medea understood what Roland meant, and frowned.

“There is an eighth follower.”

Roland announced the answer in a cold voice.

Although the rules of the Holy Grail War are as unreliable as paper, Roland still did not expect that there would be such a loophole in the version of the Fourth War.

Although the other masters showed more supernatural powers for the Holy Grail War this time, they were still basically within the rules, and the only caster with the ability to break the rules was also in his hands.

So where did this eighth mysterious follower come from? Also, what is this guy doing against the Matou family?

“Although Matou Zouyan’s reputation is not very good, but without knowing the inside information, such a wanton attack on the homeland of the Yusanjia who is not a contestant will be hostile to all the masters, even if it is an outsider, it is too much. Be bolder.”

Roland moved his mind, and the shadows behind him turned into countless thin lines and spread towards the city again.

With both the master and the servants unknown, the Shadow Corps could not find clues in the first place. Therefore, Roland gave them the order to find the person involved.

“Although I don’t care about the life and death of that old bug, but looking at this indiscriminate bombardment, it’s just a simple display of power. I’m afraid I can’t easily kill Matou Zouken. If all goes well, we will know the first The true colors of the eight followers.”

Suddenly, Roland’s eyes gradually turned to Yuanzang Mountain in the distance, as if his sight could penetrate the thick mountains.

His brows were gradually wrinkled, and a vigilant look appeared on his face.

Ever since being forcibly selected by the Great Holy Grail, Roland has always sensed an invisible connection, which comes from the interior of the Great Holy Grail.

Roland was familiar with this feeling.

When he saw Irisviel, the trace left by the demonic energy of fire remaining in the opponent’s body also gave him the same feeling.

However, the signal just now is not comparable to the traces of magic energy that can only be detected at close range.

Roland’s expression turned serious. Even though that feeling had disappeared and there was no danger around him, Roland would never take that momentary feeling as an illusion.

“Let’s go, caster, go back first, I hope you do me a favor.”

“Happy to oblige, what do you need me to do?”

Roland glanced at Medea who was standing next to him at some point, her face was full of shyness and anticipation, and said, “You have a skill called props.”

“Yes,” Medea was stunned for a moment, then nodded in confusion, “Although it was only at the B level at the beginning, after integrating the legends of later generations, this ability has already reached the A level, which is basically in line with common sense. Items, such as amulets that improve money luck, and even potions that are similar to the medicine of immortality, I can make them.”

Made of props, this seemingly inconspicuous ability is the greatest value of caster. Props made with Medea’s ability, in modern times, will become precious costumes that other magicians can’t dream of. It can be called a walking money printing machine, even if the master is just an ordinary person, he can be armed by Medea to become a master whose combat power surpasses other magicians.

However, because Roland does not have this need, the current props made by Medea are very fragmented, and most of them are given to Sakura.

Roland withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stronghold, recalling the call from the Great Holy Grail.

Although it is unbelievable, although it is impossible to understand how this is done, but the possibility of this is not zero if the holy master is the omnipotent boss who runs through the entire adventure.

“I want to make a special prop to verify my… guess.”