Chapter 11 The Uninvited Command Spell

Watching Ryuunosuke Uryuu slowly slipping from the Killer Queen's arms and finally falling to the ground like a broken doll, Roland gently walked around him and took a look in the living room.

"It's such a tragic scene. If it gets out, it will probably be on the news. Although no one cares in the original book, who asked you to work in the store where I work?"

For Roland, whose mind had already become alienated, this scene that looked like the abyss of hell was somewhat disgusting. He gently walked around the corpse and saw what he wanted behind a sofa not far away.

It was a dried-up and incomplete magic circle. Judging from the traces, it seemed that the magic circle had to be interrupted because the dosage was not controlled well and there was not much fresh blood left.

If it wasn't for the purpose of completing this magic circle, based on Ryuunosuke Uryuu's previous style, he would not have left the traces for so long.

After realizing this, Roland glanced around the magic circle and quickly picked up the unique ancient book. It was full of wormholes and had a personal binding, which looked like a personal note.

Roland flipped through it casually and unexpectedly discovered that large sections of text were in Chinese characters, but the content described Western magic.

It seems that the ancestors of the Uryuu family must have had a good status in the late Edo period, and they could even read Chinese. However, considering the other party's identity as a magician, this does not seem strange.

"It's a bargain for me."

After putting away the tattered ancient book, Roland turned around and came to Ryuunosuke Uryuu again. He didn't know if it was because of his strong desire to survive that the other party was not dead yet.

He couldn't even utter complete words. His body instinctively wanted to take a deep breath, but his lungs could only spit out some blood foam, which looked very funny.

"It hurts… ha, ha, so beautiful…"

There was an obvious look of joy on Ryuunosuke Uryuu's face, even though his cramping muscles and spurting blood made him look like a devil.

But he felt only ecstasy.

Being able to command invisible evil spirits and being able to be so indifferent to human death, there is no doubt that this is the companion he has been looking for!

The other party with supernatural powers has broken through the conventions of the world and can easily kill people in ways that ordinary people cannot do. If he can follow him and see his art, even if he dies like this, he is willing.

You see, it was just our first meeting, but he made me realize the most beautiful death, hiding in my body, right?

Although his eyeballs had been dyed a blurry scarlet by blood, and his brain couldn't control his body at all, Ryuunosuke Uryuu let out his final whisper as if to prove something.

"Ro...Land..."

Then, he raised his hand with difficulty, and when he was about to lose feeling, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his arm.

When the dying killer had what he desired, the Holy Grail faithfully performed his miracle.

"The Command Spell is so terrifying. It turns out that you are just a lucky person who was used to fill a vacancy…"

Roland glanced at the killer lying on the ground like mud, uttered cold words, and then, without hesitation, cut off his wrist with his substitute.

Although it is reasonable that if the magic circle is not fully drawn, it is impossible to summon the Heroic Spirit, but what if it happens? Roland knows that those who take the rules of the Holy Grail War seriously usually have a bad ending.

"By the way, although it seems that I shouldn't say such things in my current situation, it seems that there will be no chance later. I don't really want to owe others anything."

Roland took out a 500 yen coin and flicked it gently onto Ryunosuke Uryu, who had already lost consciousness and whose breathing was barely noticeable.

Keep the change, please.

After collecting the spoils, he gently closed the door of the entrance hall, burying the darkness inside and the murderer who had just found the meaning of life but fell from heaven to hell.

After walking a distance, without even the intention of looking back, the Killer Queen, who followed Roland closely, gently pressed her thumb.

"boom--!!!"

The explosion stirred up a storm, carrying terrifying light and heat that impacted everything around it, burning the house into ruins. The wind was so strong that it even made Roland's coat rustle.

Roland turned around, looked at the miserable empty space, and sighed poetically.

"Fuyuki City is as peaceful as ever today."

Now that we have lost the guy who drew magic circles everywhere to kill people, most of the remaining masters, except Emiya Kiritsugu, are still principled. It seems that life will be much calmer in the future.

As long as the so-called gravity doesn't do anything strange to you.

"Okay, now it's time to deal with this thing."

Roland took out the last remains of Ryuunosuke Uryuu and blew him up. He was just affected by hand fetishism, but his sexual orientation was normal. A man's hand was not worth collecting.

Then he saw a strange sight.

——On that severed hand, three bright red Command Seals lit up slightly, emitting a dark red light.

And he began to feel a slight tingling sensation on the back of his hand where he was holding the severed hand.

Roland was stunned for a moment, and turned the back of his hand, but there was still nothing there. Since he was not even a magician, it was impossible for him to be given a Command Spell.

However, the stinging sensation as if being burned did not disappear, and the red light flashing from the Command Spell became brighter and brighter.

The Command Seals are the ticket given by the Holy Grail to the Master to participate in this battle. In the event of the Master's death or loss of a Servant, they will be taken back directly and await redistribution.

Therefore, in order to seize the Command Seals, the Master must be alive, otherwise the Holy Grail can move much faster than the magicians. After all, it is essentially a crystal block of huge magical power and a precious resource that is almost non-renewable.

Even the Command Seals left behind by the Church were stripped away only when the previous Masters chose to voluntarily withdraw.

So, what's going on?

Roland looked suspiciously at the ruins that had turned into charcoal. The abilities of the same stand in different people's hands would change slightly because of their different mental strength and personalities. In Roland's hands, the maximum power of Killer Queen's explosion was much greater than that of Kira Yoshikage.

Being at the center of the explosion, Ryuunosuke Uryuu body was no longer visible even in the debris of the explosion.

Although he was extremely shocked, Roland quickly regained his composure and began to think.

The Holy Grail will choose its favorite Master. Apart from the fixed Three Masters, the others are determined by the Holy Grail itself. This time, because the Holy Grail is full of black mud, its preferences tend to be more evil.

"Although I don't have a Command Seal, have my qualities been recognized?"

Even if the supply of magic power is not necessary, the contract is the fundamental reason for determining who the Master is. After all, the Heroic Spirit can also obtain magic power by devouring human souls.

Roland sneered, "But I refuse! What I, Roland, like to do most is to say NO to those self-righteous guys and reject them!"

"Killer Queen!"

With a light touch from the Killer Queen's fingertips, the severed hand turned into ashes that could not be grasped and slowly dissipated in the wind.

I have even destroyed the last carrier, let's see what the Holy Grail can do to me!

Roland clapped his hands, a hint of pride showing on his face.

But as the ashes dissipated, the magic power that was fixed at the location of the severed hand did not return to the Holy Grail. On the contrary, the disappearance of the severed hand seemed to liberate them.

In an instant, the Command Spell turned into a red shadow and pierced straight into the back of Roland's hand!

When the familiar burning sensation suddenly became as intense as a branding iron, and then slowly dissipated, with no more abnormalities, Roland turned over the back of his hand with an unsightly expression.

Three intersecting marks appeared quietly on his skin, as if mocking him.

At this point, there is no point in saying more. Roland, who was chosen by the Holy Grail, can only grit his teeth and express his cordial greetings to the Holy Grail word by word.

"S.H.I.T!"