The Holy Grail Battles Chapter 4

"Too slow, Watson!"

On the streets of Fuyuki City, Evan complained with an unhappy look on his face to Mark who was chasing after him.

At this time, Mark had changed out of the purple plate armor he usually wore and put on casual clothes, a white shirt and suit trousers, which further highlighted his aristocratic temperament, making him worthy of being one of the leaders of the Round Table Gigolo Group.

Mark quickly caught up and said helplessly, "Master, are you sure caster will appear here?"

"Shut up, don't call me Master!" Evan said seriously, adjusting his glasses as he spoke. "Watson, call me Mr. Holmes! I am the Heroic Spirit Sherlock Holmes who came here as a Berserker."

"Why is the rank of the great detective Sherlock Holmes berserker?" Mark faithfully performed his duty of complaining.

Evan shook his cane twice. "Well, although I am famous for my wisdom, in fact, I am the boxing champion in the Sherlock Holmes collection."

"Hehe." Mark finally succumbed to the tyranny of the Master and complied with Evan's slightly immature demands. "Mr. Holmes, are you sure that Caster will be summoned in this community?"

"Of course...I'm sure...Shichen wouldn't lie to us about this." When asked about this, Evan still didn't dare to be too sure.

Currently, Evan and Mark are tracking down the whereabouts of Nathan Uesugi.

On the one hand, it is to kill Caster as soon as possible and eliminate an unstable factor in the Holy Grail War as soon as possible.

On the other hand, it was to kill Nathan Uryu. As a human being who still retained normal thoughts, Evan had a natural aversion to murderers like Nathan.

"Ah, Watson, you are still not good enough." Thinking of the difficult investigation in the past two days, Evan couldn't help but complain, "Look at other servants, they can do something to help the master, but look at you, you can't even release a familiar."

As one of the basic abilities of a magician, familiars can play a very good role in gathering intelligence.

But, unfortunately, our Evan did not master this basic magic and put the blame on Mark.

"I'm sorry, I'm so useless..." Mark's excellent upbringing made him silently bear all the unfair treatment.

"Well, I won't bully you anymore, Xiaolan. You're too soft. There's no point in bullying you all the time." Seeing Mark like this, Evan felt a little disappointed. This servant was good in everything and had a very good personality. There was no pleasure in bullying him.

If it comes to bullying, I feel like someone with Alice's personality would be more suitable for me.

The righteous female knight and the evil master, hmm, they seem to be a perfect match.

No, how could I put myself in the evil camp again? I am the embodiment of holy light, I am definitely in the camp of justice.

Just when Evan's mind was full of random thoughts, Mark suddenly felt a violent magical fluctuation emanating from one direction. It was the ritual of summoning heroic spirits!

"Master!" Mark's expression suddenly became serious.

"Let's go!" Evan stopped smiling. After all, he knew that if he arrived too late or let Caster escape, more children might lose their lives.

The two rushed towards the room emitting magical fluctuations.

...

In the room.

The bodies of an adult man and woman were casually placed on the sofa, blood was splattered all over the floor, and a boy, about seven or eight years old, was thrown to the ground with his limbs tightly tied up with hemp ropes and his mouth blocked. The instigator of all this was looking at the magic circle formed by blood in the house with excitement on his face.

The light emitted by the magic circle gradually dissipated, and the caster in a blue robe stood in it. His appearance was indeed a bit strange, his skin was extremely smooth, even greasy, and his glasses were abnormally wide. If you must say, he was somewhat similar to the fish in the sea, with a damp and disgusting smell.

"Who are you?" Caster stared at the man in front of him with his round eyes.

"Me? My name is Nathan Uesugi, I'm a freelancer, my hobbies are all forms of killing, I like women and children the most." The pervert named Nathan Uesugi said casually, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and revealed the tied up child. "How about it, do you want to eat it?"

At this time, he still thought that the magic circle he drew was used to summon the devil.

"Then the contract is established." Caster nodded. Very good, they are the same type of perverts.

Caster's real name was Gilles de Rais. He was a French marshal in the Anglo-French War and a loyal fan of Joan of Arc. Unfortunately, Joan of Arc was captured before he could lick her.

Imagining the thousands of words of treatment that Joan of Arc would suffer at the hands of the enemy, the Marshal's spirit completely collapsed.

From then on, he retired to the territories of Mashkule and Tifozhi and devoted himself to the study of alchemy, hoping to discover the secret of the golden touch through blood. He tortured more than 300 children to death and was later burned at the stake for this.

But now, looking at the child with fear and despair in his eyes, Caster showed a gentle smile on his ugly face.

He took out his textbook on the city of Luoyan and whispered "Cthulhu fhtagn." As the magic power surged, monsters from the deep sea were summoned from the shadows, their slippery tentacles ready to hunt for the promised food, and except for Caster, the two people in the room failed to notice him.

"Wow, this is made of human skin, right?" Nathan Uesugi recognized the material of the book at a glance. This was exactly the ultimate art he had always dreamed of.

Caster did not answer Nathan Uesugi's question, but walked to the child in silence.

In the boy's desperate eyes, he bent down and lowered his head...

Untied the rope.

"Don't be afraid, little boy. It's okay." Caster's smile looked so gentle. He gently pressed the boy's shoulders with both hands and comforted him. "Do you see that door? Just go out from there. Go out and leave this room. You can do it by yourself, right?"

Caster's tone was full of encouragement for the child, which gave the boy a little courage in his cold heart. He hurriedly got up and nodded vigorously.

"Go ahead." Caster pushed the boy towards the door of the room with a smile, while Nathan Uryuu behind him had a weird and unhappy look on his face.

What? He obviously looks like a pervert, but why can't I get along with him at all?

"I say..." Nathan didn't want his toy to be let go like this, and was about to say something, but Caster just put his index finger on his lips and hushed, asking Nathan not to speak and just watch quietly.

The boy finally ran to the door and opened it with all his strength. Outside the door was a porch leading to the outside world. The warm sunlight shone through the glass onto the porch, in stark contrast to the cold, gloomy and bloody atmosphere inside the door.

The boy looked at the door leading to the outside world. Only by passing through this door could he survive...

Dad...Mom...

I...survived...

Tears welled up from the boy's eyes, but he did not reach out to wipe them away. He just walked stupidly towards the tightly closed wooden door.

Caster's eyes were full of anticipation, his tentacles were ready to strike, and a wonderful massacre was about to take place.

Isn't it much better to kill a soul full of desire to survive than to kill a desperate person?

Just then, the door opened.

Golden light poured in from outside the door.

Wai wai wai, is anyone watching?