Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Before the sky completely darkened, Matou Tsuruno received his target in the airport hall of Fuyuki City, the one who looked the most bully in the crowd at a glance.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Weber Velvet? Lord Roland sent me to pick you up."

Matou Tsuruno enthusiastically waved to the little boy who had just got off the plane and was looking around.

In the past few days, he, the nominal head of the Matou family, has experienced ups and downs. He has experienced the happiness of his father being killed, his family property being robbed, turning from a puppet to a pauper with nothing, and finally being appointed as a puppet by that adult. Life.

This change made Matou Heye very happy, not to mention other things, even if he lost his family property, the fact that his father was killed alone was enough to make him smile.

The old bug who dominated the Matou family is finally dead! Although his situation didn't get any better and he just changed his master, Matou Tsuruno still felt happy.

Compared with Matou Zouyan, Roland's control is much looser. He doesn't care how he manages the Matou family, he only gives orders, and he never thinks about other things, and he just needs to complete them. , Such an excellent boss is much better than Zouyan.

What's more, Roland still didn't care about wealth even though he dominated the Matou family. Not only did he not use the property of the Matou family, but he also sent a lot of gold and antiques to the Matou family, injecting wealth into this declining family. a new life.

This kind of generosity was enough to make Matou Tsuruno completely devoted to Roland.

"Yes you are……?"

Wei Bo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked curiously.

"My humble servant is Matou Tsuruno, the head of the Matou family. This is my business card." Matou Heye made a standard bow, and handed over his business card with both hands. This kind of gift made Weber feel a little overwhelmed. He quickly bowed in return.

"In Fuyuki City, if you have anything you want to do, just tell me. You are Lord Roland's guest, and I will make all the arrangements for you."

"Thanks……"

Weber rubbed the back of his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly. He whispered in his heart that he was still not used to the manners of these nobles, but he had already felt Roland's sphere of influence.

Before coming to Fuyuki City again, he ran to the library of the clock tower and collected some information about Fuyuki City. He knew that this place was owned by the Matou family and the Tohsaka family. What kind of person is Roland who serves himself like a waiter and hires himself?

The name Roland Macky was too strange. He searched through the clock tower's classics and found the closest character, which was only the signature of a senior named Macky Zorgen, but That's five hundred years old information. Is there any relationship between these two Maqili?

On the moving limousine, Weber was lost in thought. Suddenly, as if he felt something, he twisted his neck and looked out the window.

"This cold feeling..."

Weber's face became serious, and he looked in one direction with prudent eyes. He had already entered the enchantment of the nearby magic workshop. If he hadn't been invited, the defense mechanism of the workshop might have given him a rookie like him. Beheaded.

The Matou family is a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the workshops of generations may have become indestructible.

Even though it was a sunny day, the nearby land was still jet black with an unreasonably damp feeling.

The ability from the forensic eye allowed Weber to see the general shape of the workshop at once.

"It's different from the general stability. Is it a workshop that uses water above the undercurrent and focuses on 'circulation'? No, it's a little rarer, and there are still buried bones, which contain vitality and protection. This method is different from the ones in Europe. The mainstream is different, but it is a bit like the family lineage in Tsarist Russia in the paper.

"

The car stopped slowly, and Matou Heye got out of the car first, and opened the door for Weber.

Before Weber could make a move, four "demon" and "ghost" creatures who couldn't feel the vitality took the initiative to take Weber's luggage in the form of a dark ninja, and sent him into Matou's house.

With his forensic eyes, which Weber is proud of, he is completely unable to tell which faction's theory and composition they belong to.

As if he was used to this scene, Matou Tsuruno smiled uncomfortably.

"Welcome to Matou's house, Mr. Weber——Lord Roland has been waiting for a long time."

Looking at the classical bungalows in front of us, the sense of vicissitudes left by time makes people unconsciously awed, although the newly built Baroque dome is seen next to it, which seems a bit out of style.

wrong! What's the matter, I'm still thinking about these things!

Weber tensed his body unconsciously. After coming to someone else's magic workshop, he felt a little bit regretful about the sense of life and death being out of control.

But it was already here, and Weber, who didn't want to show his timidity, had no choice but to bite the bullet and followed Matou Tsuruno into the mansion.

"The room in front is Lord Roland's study. Although it's late, he still wants to see you, so I won't be able to go in."

After saying such irresponsible words, Matou Tsuruno didn't know where to go, leaving only Weber to walk towards the door.

Every step forward, Weber felt as if he was constantly falling in the deep sea, only the dark aura and ubiquitous water pressure reminded him of the real feeling of being alive.

Handing over all the rights of life to others, facing the real confrontation of magicians for the first time, Weber experienced the powerlessness of theory for the first time in his life.

Then, he opened the door.

The owner of the room sat on the sofa and turned his head.

After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Weber was slightly taken aback.

It's not because he looks too scary, but because compared with his aura, the other party's appearance is surprisingly good-looking, not gloomy at all.

Even if there are racial differences in aesthetics, Weber has to admit that the other party is very good-looking, with good facial features, looks not much older than himself, and has a very gentle smile, which has an unbelievable appeal.

Just looking at each other, Weber's original anxiety gradually calmed down, and his mind fell into a wonderful bliss.

If the nobles of the clock tower are really like this, there is nothing wrong with worshiping them.

As soon as this idea was born, Weber was awakened by the pain on the tip of his tongue. This was a hint he gave himself before entering the Matou mansion, and it was useless to resist, but even if he was about to die, Weber still hoped that he would The dead understand better.

When he looked at Roland again, his eyes were full of surprise, and the other party didn't give him a hint, otherwise, the magic with his thick hint would definitely be covered.

In other words, if it wasn't intentional, would it have such a terrifying contagion?

This guy is simply an anomaly in life!

"Roland?"

Weber subconsciously chanted the name.

Suddenly, a nice soft voice sounded.

"Yes, Mr. Weber, I am Roland Marchi who sent you the invitation. Let us get along well in the next period of time."

Seeing Weber who vigilantly broke away from his own charm, with a bookish look and innocent and vigilant brows, Roland nodded in satisfaction. This kind of character is much smarter than the idiot like Nozawa who still needs to be reminded. Yes, although it is still a piece of jade in the rough, it is already worth looking forward to.

In the future, his soul will definitely grow into a very interesting color, and his will to move forward is also unwavering, which is great.

It seems that there is no need to replace more interesting characters as contestants.

He just raised his vigilance, but found that Roland didn't make any unnecessary movements. Weber, who just calmly introduced himself, also nodded cautiously, just like a job applicant accepting an interview.

He was just about to introduce himself, but found that Roland looked at the back of his empty hand and said thoughtfully.

"By the way, Mr. Weber, have you heard of the Holy Grail War?"