At the other end of the Far East, Roland didn't know that there was a pair of wonderful combination officially established in the clock tower. Perhaps it was because of solving a lot of troubles, Roland lived quite peacefully these past few days. Except for the daily meeting with Kotomine Kirei, there was nothing worth worrying about every day. Under this premise, relying on his own hand model , he can barely maintain the balance between the influence of hand fetishism and a peaceful life. "Fuyuki City, what a beautiful city." Leaning under a tree in the depths of Central Park, Roland put a mold in his hand, treating it like a tableware, and biting a sandwich in small bites. The toasted bread was coated with a thin layer of yellow mustard, the fried crispy bacon was topped with eggs scrambled in butter, and there was another layer of bacon on top of the eggs. There was not a single green vegetable, it was Roland in the weather An indulgent sandwich that's only made once in a while when it's good. Kira Yoshikage's spirit is also being digested steadily, so it seems that when the Holy Grail War ends, his influence will completely disappear. The traces of the Qiling that caused an unknown influence are also coming out. Next, if you make good use of the Killer Queen's first kill, not for the purpose of capturing the Holy Grail, but for the purpose of capturing the Qiling, the pressure will be much less . Moreover, Roland still has the most critical trump card when he encounters an extreme and irreversible situation. The third bomb, the loser eats the dust, this is magic enough to reverse time, it can be called a little spring and autumn cicada, don't be extravagant, it is still enough to save the defeat. Although Roland is not particularly interested in this ability, after all, the conditions for his use are too troublesome.
"Well, forget it, don't think about it so much, I'm not a partner of justice..." In the rare warm sun in winter, Roland enjoyed this comfortable time comfortably, but unexpected guests always came unexpectedly. "Roland, I'm very disappointed." The rickety old man appeared on the other side of the big tree at some unknown time, and said in a hoarse voice. "Um?" Roland raised his head and glanced at the sandwich in his hand. "This is delicious. I made it myself. If it is sold outside, it will definitely become a signature dish." Who asked you this! Matou Zouken roared in his heart, and his malicious eyes seemed to be frozen at this moment. "Yeah?" Roland shook his head in distress, "Even if you look at me like this, I can't help it. I only made one copy and I can't give it to you. If you really want to eat it, I will pass the recipe back to you. You." "cough!" Zouken Matou knocked heavily on the crutch in his hand, with a sad expression on his face, every time he got along with Roland, he felt very wrong. In the midst of the dangerous Holy Grail War, this guy still has a strange indifference as if he stays out of it. "The old man asked about the Holy Grail War! The peace these days is the last calm before the storm, and the holy relics of the other masters are basically all in place. I am afraid that the time to summon the heroic spirit is imminent. You But it's still this lazy look." "It doesn't matter, anyway, your goal is not the Holy Grail, is it? Neither am I. Finding fun in as calm as possible is the true meaning of the Holy Grail War." Roland's attitude was lukewarm. "Jie Jie," Jian Tong Zunyan couldn't help laughing when he saw Roland's face full of wickedness. "Although the old man hates your appearance, we are indeed the same kind." "how you said that?" Roland slowly put away the sandwich, sealed the bag, and ate it after preparing it. The rotten smell on Matou Zōken's body had already affected his appetite.
"While pursuing a certain goal, you are always attracted by other things, isn't it? Obviously it is more correct to abandon redundant emotions for the first goal, but the old man has long understood in his long life , Compared with the distant goal, the pleasure brought by the scenery on the way may be more.” "In the eyes of ordinary humans, compared to magicians who can understand logic, guys like us are more like monsters that we can't get along with." Matou Zunken glanced at the hand model in Roland's hand, and the slightly intoxicated expression on the other side's face before, and said in a low voice. "I just feel like it's a mockery of me." Roland sighed, "So, what is your purpose for coming today?" "Confirm your progress, and prepare for the follow-up help that the old man will provide. At least, you should have confirmed the rank of the heroic spirit you want to summon. Otherwise, how should the old man prepare the holy relic for you?" Although he didn't think about this aspect at all these days, Roland had already thought about the answer to this point. "Caster, just prepare me a holy relic in this regard." "Are you sure? This is one of the two weakest classes." "Weak and strong, it depends on who you compare with. In the Holy Grail War, no one really believes that the king is against the king, and the general will be against the general." After watching many Holy Grail Wars, Roland dare not say that he understands the game, but at least, from the perspective of an ordinary person, caster is a very good choice. The most important thing is that as long as there is no cameo, orthodox casters basically have the ability to cheat. Compared with the gradually degraded mystery of modern times, their knowledge and power are the few that can bring changes to the world. Whether it's making props or being a teacher, these are all real benefits, isn't it more fragrant than some illusory holy grail? "The old man really saw you right." Hearing Roland's answer, Matou Zouken was very satisfied. "An ordinary master cannot be a match for a caster. This point even surpasses an assassin." The one who knows the magician best is the magician himself. "Aiming at Caster, the old man happens to have a very good holy relic in his hand, and I will hand it over to you later." "Well, compared to this, I am more concerned about another thing, the things that provide magic power, are you ready? I chose caster, partly because she needs less magic power. As an ordinary person, for me Under the condition of leading the contract, can it really be easy to change the magic power provider?" "Generally speaking, of course not. After all, this contract is directly granted by the Holy Grail, but... who do you think this old man is? In the contract of the Holy Grail, the system has been changed, and the command spell, which is the absolute command right for the heroic spirit, has been given. , it is the Matou family." Matou Zouken reassured Roland with a rather haughty expression. "I dare say that there is no one in the Matou family who understands Command Spells better than the old man, no matter whether it is the previous generation or the descendant. I will give that thing to you tomorrow." Speaking of this, Matou Zouken seemed to have thought of something funny, the corners of his mouth opened, showing a weird smile, and he glanced at Roland's hand. "The old man promises that you will be quite satisfied. I just hope you can restrain yourself and don't mess it up before the end of the war." "What's the meaning?" Roland asked with some doubts, but Matou Zouken didn't intend to answer, and left straight away. After perfunctory Matou Zouken, that familiar figure reappeared in the shop until night. "Four bento boxes of mapo tofu, please settle the bill for me." "OK." Roland skillfully picked up the bento and started to cashier. Since the last meeting, Kotomine Kirei has been coming to the store where he works every day, and will buy all the discounted mapo tofu bento at night. It has the meaning of becoming an urban ghost story.
"Yanfeng-kun really likes to eat mapo tofu, here it is." After packing the bag and handing it to Kotomine Kirei, the depressed priest didn't leave as usual, and there was a bit of hesitation on his face. "Huh? Is there anything else, Yanfeng-kun?" Roland was a little puzzled. In the past few days, he used the excuse of the cash register to wear gloves properly. Kotomine Kirei didn't pay attention to this aspect, so he shouldn't just expose the identity of the master. Moreover, until now, Kotomine Kirei has not looked at the back of his hand, but just in case, he is still ready to call out the Killer Queen. "Mr. Roland..." Kotomine Kirei also took a deep breath. In the end, he gently held the cross on his chest, and looked at Roland with a serious face. "Life... what is it?" "?" Did you go to the wrong set? Is this what the priest should say? You are not a voice actor? Roland moved his body slightly, and subconsciously moved a little away from Kotomine Kirei.