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"With Sakura's magic qualifications, no magician can ignore it." Tosaka Toshiko picked up the red wine placed on the table and took a sip. The expression under the dim light was so calm that it was like he was not talking about his own daughter.

"Teacher, do you need to find a way to bring Sakura back?" Yanfeng Kirei asked.

"The most important thing now is the Holy Grail War." Toshiko Toshino said as if he was talking to himself, then stood up, "Since the other party can discover assassin, and can easily destroy the Maki family and even control the Maki inkstone, it is not something we can deal with it rashly. I'll ask the king for instructions."

After saying that, he picked up his staff and walked out.

Yanfeng Kirei looked at his back from behind.

Please tell me about the king?

He was obviously his own follower, a person who was like a demon, but he used the word "request" not to be humble, but because of the glory of the magician, he treated the king with a attitude towards the real king.

Tosaka Toshiko adjusted his clothes before walking to a door, lowered his head slightly, tapped twice before walking in.

Compared with the dimness in the rest of the mansion, this room can be described as magnificent.

The yellow light hit the golden decoration. A young man with blonde hair and red eyes and slender body was lying lazily on the sofa, holding a wine glass made of gold in his hand. The crystal clear red wine exuded a mellow fragrance.

"king."

Tosaka Toshiko bent down and performed an impeccable manner.

"I should have said, don't disturb me if you're okay, Shimon." The blonde young man looked at him with a slanted look, not sharp, but naturally he had a kind of pride of looking down.

"I'm very sorry, my king." Tosaka Toshiko's waist went down a little further.

He has always been proud of his noble bloodline. Because of this, he has respect for a more noble existence. The heroic spirit in front of him is an existence worthy of his treatment.

The ancient king, Gilgamesh, the demigod of the ancient Mesopotamia.

Gilgamesh nodded slightly.

In this era, it is difficult to find someone who can understand the glory of the king. He still understands this for now, so he is quite satisfied with Tosaka Toshino and regards him as his subordinate.

"I'll forgive you for your rudeness by saying something that satisfies me." Gilgamesh pinched the wine glass, raised his head and took a sip.

"Yes." Toshiko Toshino said that the warriors from unknown interferers appeared and destroyed a magician family.

He did not specifically talk about his daughter.

But just at the right time, I mentioned a little.

"A warrior from a foreign land? He did not take advantage of my permission at the first time and was good at spying on my treasures. This alone is a death sentence." Gilgamesh sat up, his red eyes filled with majesty like a god. "Punishing people who commit death sentences make people understand the majesty of the king and the king's behavior. Well, I hope that those miscellaneous cultivators can have treasures worth my collection in their hands."

Toshiko Toshiko maintained a respectful attitude.

He knew that everything he should have said had been said, and everything that follows depends on Wang's own choice.

It was not until Gilgamesh's figure disappeared from the facade of the house, and after a while he straightened his waist.

"Kirei." He walked out of the king's room and found his disciples. "The king has set out and is ready to congratulate the sacrifice of Triumph, and in addition, send your servants to remove the residual dust for the king when necessary."

"Yes." Yanfeng Kirei replied respectfully.

He could feel the confidence in Tosaka Toshiko's words.

And be able to understand.

After all, it was the most ancient king and an unimaginable powerful hero. The only thing to care about was that the king made the other party survive like a crawler because he lost interest or ignored him indifferently.

So Tosaka Toshino also sent his disciples to his disciples.

certainly.

Also see if there is a chance to save your daughter.

At this moment, night was already falling in the Tomoki City outside.

The stars are shining.

There were not many people on the streets. In order to cooperate with this Holy Grail War, some preparations were made even in the secular world, such as promoting the deeds of the serial murderer to prevent people from going out at night.

Orochimaru and others naturally would not care about this ban.

They are in a park.

"Sakura, I have strengthened the contract between you and the bugs, so that you will not be harmed by the bugs." Orochimaru looked at the little girl in front of him and the bugs in front of him with a smile.

After digesting the memory of Maki Yuyan, Orochimaru became very interested in the magic of this world.

Of course, it starts with the insect technique that Matsuki Dirty Inkstone is best at.

Not only did he use the worm technique to teach Sakura, he transplanted all the magic seals of Maki's inkstone onto Sakura, but he also used the knowledge he had gained from opening thousands of jars to transform magic and insects. While conducting experiments, he taught Sakura that in just one day, Sakura had achieved earth-shaking changes.

Kap next to him was helpless.

Especially when I saw Sakura's disgust from the beginning, to the changes that seem to be very happy about becoming stronger now.

"You can't teach anything else." Karp grabbed a whole chicken in his hand, chewing and creaking, while saying to Orochimaru, "Girls are not suitable for learning this kind of thing."

"But this is the power of this world, and it can quickly give her the power to protect herself." Orochimaru smiled, "This world is not that safe. She was even abandoned by her wealthy family and sent to the devil's cave to suffer. Moreover, aren't you teaching swordsmanship? It's Sakura who has no interest."

“…”

Once again, Karp realized that he could not even say Orochimaru.

I could only bite the chicken in my hand in a big mouthful.

He not only wanted to teach swordsmanship, but also wanted to teach the Navy's sixth style, but when he heard that he had to run twenty kilometers with a load first, Sakura shook her head quickly with pale face, and Orochimaru also said that this was a deliberate murder.

Children in this world have a little bad physical condition.

Can't even run the weight-bearing training for just 20 kilometers?

"Sakura, stop first." Orochimaru suddenly said, turning his head to the other side, his hoarse voice with a little playful touch, "It seems that we have guests."

In that direction, on the street lights in the park, there was a magnificent golden figure standing.

Just standing there, it was as if he had compared the night and the stars in the sky. The golden armor shone with its glorious divine power, and no matter where it stood, it was impossible to ignore it.

Arrogant, dazzling, dazzling.

This is the impression the visitor shows to everyone.