Chapter 66: The Unmovable Mountains 09

Although Gilgamesh seems to be arrogant, he is actually observing Fuyuki's current situation in secret and affectionately calls Fyodor "sickly".

He knows a lot of things.

Weber wanted to ask more questions, but Gilgamesh stopped talking and leaned lazily on the sofa. Obviously, the few words just now were an extra favor for the King of Conquerors.

"Mr. Zhongli?" Weber asked.

He didn't know how these two people got together again, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious. Unfortunately, Weber didn't have the energy to speculate about the relationship between the two. Gilgamesh didn't say anything, so he could only pin his hopes on Zhongli.

He originally wanted to let Zhong Li ask, but the next moment, Zhong Li's words made him almost cough up his guts -

"There are only six heroes now. If we want the Holy Grail to open the Gate of Origin, we need one more," Zhong Li said worriedly. "Mr. Gilgamesh, aren't you in great danger?"

The Hero King who was once a Heroic Spirit is obviously the best candidate for replacement.

Weber: "Mr. Zhongli, are you worrying about the wrong person?"

"You bastard, you finally said something useful," Gilgamesh felt the blood vessels on his forehead throbbing, "Don't compare me with those weak guys!"

"I made a slip of the tongue," Zhong Li said, suddenly changing the subject, "Since you were able to drive that thing out of the magic workshop, you certainly can't be easily harmed by it."

"Of course, this is not the first time I have dealt with that thing."

Gilgamesh snorted coldly, but before he could finish his snort, it was cut off abruptly. He realized that he was being tricked.

It was a very low-level provocation, and he fell for it.

The scarlet pupils narrowed, and the room suddenly became bright - a treasure house door was opened, rippling circles of golden ripples, and a sharp sword instantly broke through the air!

"Zhong——"

I don't know whether it was Weber or Gray who spoke. They only had time to utter one syllable before the rest of the words were swallowed up by the sharp sound. They could only watch as the weapon quickly penetrated the space of less than a few meters and hit the young man in the face!

How can I hide from such a close distance? Can I hide? No, Mr. Zhongli will probably set up a barrier like he did last time... but will it be in time? Weber's heart was beating like a drum.

But Zhongli remained motionless.

He had no intention of hiding or setting up any barriers.

【Agile identification, failure.】

【The traction and identification failed. Unable to mobilize the rock elements to build a barrier.】

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword!

【Strength appraisal, success. 】

With a "swish", Zhongli turned his wrist and changed the direction of the long sword, pointing the blade at himself and the hilt at Gilgamesh. The hand covered with black cloth approached the King of Heroes.

He said politely, "Here."

This is a very dangerous move. If Gilgamesh wants, he can just press the hilt and pierce the opponent's body with the sword... No, I'm afraid that the topaz-like barrier has already been ready.

Gilgamesh did not take it, and the long sword turned into golden particles and dissipated. Zhongli retracted his hand and spoke to dissolve the frozen air at the scene: "Shall we continue?"

Gilgamesh: “…”

He stood up with a grim face, opened the window and jumped out. The remaining three people looked at each other.

Gray: "...So, did you drive Mr. Gilgamesh away again..."

Zhong Li: "I have absolutely no such intention."

Gray nodded in belief, but Weber expressed doubt.

"Okay, he's not really angry, otherwise what he threw wouldn't be a sword," Zhong Li soothed, "Let's talk about what we just found."

Gilgamesh did not deny his words, which meant that, apart from the King of Heroes himself and the Red King, there were, or had been, only six Heroic Spirits in Fuyuki City, and one female Protector who had not been summoned normally and was still in the category of a reserve Protector.

In addition to them, there is something else that interferes with the progress of the Holy Grail War, which existed before the start of the Fifth War.

"Before leaving Fuyuki, I saw a fire," Weber said slowly. "It was boundless and the entire city was reduced to a sea of ​​fire. Even the most advanced thermal weapons at the time could not cause such a large-scale fire. The Noble Phantasms that remained to the end, such as those of the Hero King and King Arthur, had nothing to do with fire either."

"I don't know what caused the fire in Fuyuki, but it may be related to what you said about the thing that appeared in the magic workshop."

Zhong Li nodded, agreeing with his conjecture: "Gilgamesh knows."

Weber choked: "The Hero King has left."

"He will come back." Zhong Li smiled and placed a piece of jade in front of Weber.

It was emerald green and as warm and smooth as water. It was exactly the piece of jade I had bought from the jade shop earlier.

Weber was startled: "For me?"

Zhong Li: “That’s right.”

Weber subconsciously declined, thinking that this thing was obviously very valuable, so why would Zhongli give it to him for no reason?

Zhong Li smiled and said, "Don't think too much about it. Just consider it as a thank you for the tea. You can do with it as you like."

Having said that, Weber no longer refused. Knowing that there was still a possibility of summoning the King of Conquerors and that he had the money to pay off his debts, his frustration at not being able to successfully summon the King of Conquerors was much alleviated.

Zhongli asked them if they had any plans to go back. Weber was undecided and failed to successfully summon the Heroic Spirit, which meant that he could not participate in the Holy Grail War at the moment. The other participants would not easily attack him, so the camp was temporarily invalidated.

Also, the money for the hotel...

Zhong Li took out a card and paid for them.

Weber secretly exclaimed: Mr. Zhongli is really rich!

Gray and her master were in close contact, so she spoke for him. Zhongli was startled, shook his head, and said that he was just offering flowers to Buddha, so he might as well go and thank Gilgamesh.

Weber: “?”

Others all say that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger, but how come Mr. Zhongli not only serves the emperor but also plucks the tiger's fur?

An hour after checking into the hotel, Weber, eating a fruit plate and sinking into the soft sofa, suddenly felt that compared with the originally chosen location, it seemed... this was not bad. No wonder Teacher Kenneth chose the hotel as his base.

...It is true that money can corrupt people.

As it was getting dark, Grey turned on the lights in advance, turned around and whispered a warning to Yade who was making a lot of noise and shouting "boring" so as not to disturb the discussion between the master and Mr. Zhongli. Zhongli smiled and said "no problem".

Weber then continued, "In every Holy Grail War, if nothing unexpected happens, the Assassin summoned is always one of the Hassans of all generations. Their common feature is that they are all black and covered with a skull mask."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and asked, "Mr. Zhongli, can you tell the difference?"

He was still unsure of the extent to which Zhongli's magic could help, and he was also afraid that asking rashly would expose Zhongli's scars.

Fortunately, Zhongli did not react too much. He just shook his head and said that he could not identify it immediately, but if a fight broke out, he could identify it through other features.

Then he said comfortingly: "Mr. Weber, don't worry, I have already accepted my eye problem."

Weber, who was being comforted, sighed and said, "I understand. Anyway, if Assassin was still here, his main strategy would be to gather intelligence and lie in ambush."

Abbreviated as Gou.

Assassins cannot fight head-on with other classes, so the word "suffer" runs through the entire battle. If you survive to the end, you will win. If you are lucky, you can even get a few kills.

Weber: "As the new reserve commander, Assassin's commander will not miss the opportunity to gather intelligence."

Zhong Li did not answer. He stood up and walked to the window, half of his body bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun: "It's getting dark."

The Lord of Protection and the Heroic Spirits are about to take action.

"Yes, I have seen the moon," Gray touched Yade, "I will protect my master. If Mr. Zhongli needs it, I will also do my best to protect you!"

After saying this, she covered her mouth in regret, thinking that this was too arrogant, as it was clearly Mr. Zhongli who had been protecting them all along.

However, Zhong Li frowned and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

It was as if Gray's protection made him feel safe.

"Assassin is good at spying. On the other hand, he and his master must have a lot of information," Zhongli looked at Weber, "Magicians are Assassin's natural enemies."

Weber replied: "As long as we can capture him here, we can activate the magic circle that we have set up in advance."

In the past, Weber would not have dared to even think about capturing Assassin, who was highly mobile and could transform into a spirit, let alone making a cage himself.

But now it's different.

By his side are Gray, who is good at fighting against the undead, and Zhongli, who can go head-to-head with the King of Heroes.

*

Night falls and shadows surge in the darkness.

The sound of "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" was like the beat of a fast-paced drum, beating in the silent long street, disturbing the insects in the bushes. The heroic spirit wearing a skull mask and wrapped in multiple black cloths was as light as a bird. After a few jumps, it arrived on the extremely high bridge of Fuyuki Bridge and overlooked the city.

Assassin half-crouched down, almost blending into the night.

His master wanted to know whether the new magician had successfully summoned the Heroic Spirit to fill the last vacancy, so he was searching for the three people who entered Fuyuki City today.

No need to do anything, just watch from a distance.

Unfortunately, his eyesight was not as good as Archer's, so he had to give up this best position and shorten the distance.

Assassin leaped forward, blending completely into the night.