Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 568 The Holy Grail War Ends
The ensuing battle was simply a matter of utter annihilation.

Without Starscream's support, the legion quickly crumbled, unable to hold out for even a few seconds against Klein.

Klein's gaze was unfocused, and he paid no attention to the legion below.

He is thinking about something.

Each Sunday he summons seems to be a "simulation" within a simulated universe.

The same one was summoned during the Great Smog event in Backlund.

A city enters a dream...

Klein looked up at Dominix and Starscream in the sky.

Klein's "special challenge" only applies to the Legion; Starscream is not Klein's target.

Therefore, the challenge ended the moment the legion was defeated.

"Very good, you've collected quite a lot of interesting data." Black Tower's voice rang in Klein's ears.

"Well, I really should thank Serres for sending the simulated universe over there for me. I won't hold it against him for stealing my things."

the next morning.

170 Townsend, Queens, inside the bedroom.

Klein sat up from the four-poster bed covered with jacquard silk quilts, his fingers unconsciously twirling in his palm.

He slowly opened his hands, which were empty.

Klein shook his head as his gaze swept over the gold-cased pocket watch that had stopped spinning on the carved walnut bedside table.

The simulation ended, but he did not receive the reward for the "special test".

To be precise, the item was given to him, but he couldn't find it.

Klein blinked.

This isn't the first time this has happened; rewards brought out from the simulated universe often mysteriously disappear and then reappear somewhere in reality.

For example, the "seed of order" that Brother Zhou Tian gave him went straight to the Church of the God of War.

This time it's probably going to be a similar situation; Klein is too lazy to even do a divination.

Who knows? Maybe it ended up in some guy's bed.

In any case, they will eventually come back to him anyway.

Klein didn't know the name of that "reward," he only remembered that it was handed to him by Xingxiao's hand at the end.

It's round and it glows.

Klein sensed something was dangerous, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

She rolled out of bed, got dressed, and went out the door.

Klein descended the stairs and entered the living room. He noticed Melissa eating breakfast, while Benson sat on the sofa reading the newspaper. The male and female servants were busy around the villa.

"Good morning, Klein." Melissa waved to Klein when she saw him.

When Melissa looked up, three pale red Command Seals were revealed on her slender wrist, which had slipped down from her sleeve.
At first, she was not used to this "luxurious" life. She even washed the dishes in front of the maid, which almost made the maid think that she would be fired that day. That night, she sadly packed her luggage to leave.

However, it's easy to go from frugality to luxury, and now Melissa can accept other people's services quite well.

“Good morning, Melissa,” Klein replied with a smile.

After greeting Benson and the others, Klein walked to the dining table.

The gilded chair was silently pulled out by the male servant, allowing Klein to sit down.

Steaming hot Ceylon tea is poured into a bone china cup bearing the Moretti family crest.

A few seconds later, the tall and upright male servant brought out a steaming breakfast, as if he had been prepared for a long time.

Klein sat down, and Melissa took a sip of milk, asking, "Klein, what is your wish?"

Benson looked up from the headline "Conservatives Call for the Abolition of Aristocracy" and at Klein. "Me?" Klein took a bite of her fried dough stick, glanced back at Benson, then looked into Melissa's eyes. "My wish has been fulfilled."

“Me too.” Melissa nodded with a smile. “And Benson too.”

The windows were open, and sunlight streamed into the living room, falling on the dining table like clusters of golden flowers.

“I guessed it,” Klein replied with a smile. “You know, street magicians are best at playing the little trick of ‘mind reading’.”

“That’s a setup,” Benson put down his newspaper and laughed, debunking the claim. “You’re not some street magician, you’re the great ‘Angel Majesty’.”

Benson's words made both Klein and Melissa laugh.

The male and female servants around them were also laughing, but they only thought that Mr. Benson of the Moretti family had made a harmless joke, comparing his younger brother to an angel.

They didn't even consider the possibility that "Klein Moretti is a real angel."

“It’s the King of Angels,” Melissa corrected.

Although it was true, it still made Klein a little embarrassed to hear it from his family.

But he enjoyed the feeling.

After Melissa finished speaking, she took out her phone, unlocked the screen, and placed it in front of Klein.

"Look, Klein."

"Since you don't have any specific desire for the Holy Grail, do you still want to pursue it?" Melissa asked.

Klein picked up his phone and glanced at it.

That was a message from Serres, outlining the current status of the Holy Grail War.

Group Chat: Holy Grail War Master Chat Group
Sow Prince: "Reporting on the current situation of the Holy Grail War."

Sow Prince: "Currently, the Berserker group has been eliminated, the Lancer group has been eliminated, the Loser group has been eliminated, and the Assassin group has been eliminated."

Sow Prince: "The Archer team applied to the referee... that is, me, to leave and voluntarily give up the Holy Grail. Mr. Amon from the Rider team expressed his dislike for the Holy Grail and also withdrew from the Holy Grail War. Ruler will remain impartial and not intervene in the war."

Sow Prince: "Currently, only the Saber group, Caster group, and Brother group remain. Everyone, hurry up!"

Magical Girl: "The Caster Group has no interest in the Holy Grail and voluntarily withdraws."

Sow Prince: "Alright, then the Saber team and the Brother team, come out and have a one-on-one battle. Only you two will be left."

I wish Mr. Fool would be my attendant: "Boring, I want to see rivers of blood."

Klein stroked his chin and let out a small sigh.

"Oh, it's all over now."

"What do you think?" Klein asked with a smile, adding a joke, "After all, you're the Master, you're the boss."

"Then let's just forget about it," Melissa said softly. "I don't really want you to go out and get into fights."

Klein's lips curled up: "So that's what you think."

Melissa explained, "I just don't want you to get hurt, but if you need the Holy Grail, then we'll keep fighting..."

“You know what, Melissa?” Klein interrupted Melissa’s explanation with a light laugh, “I am a miracle worker. And, without a doubt, the best miracle worker still alive.”

"This also means that I can grant whatever you wish for, and it may not be any worse than the Holy Grail."

“So?” Melissa looked at Klein.

Klein snapped his fingers and pointed at Melissa's phone: "So, your wish has been fulfilled."

Melissa looked down.

Sweet Iced Tea, who made a fortune: "The Brother group also voluntarily withdrew."

Thus, the Holy Grail War officially came to an end.

Volume 5, End.

(End of this chapter)