Zongman, the journey begins from the wrong place

Although he could clearly sense the disdain in Noah's eyes, Matou Zouken didn't take it seriously.

On the contrary, he was very satisfied with Noah's frank attitude.

It is always better to show dissatisfaction on the surface than to slack off in private. At least you don't have to waste the Command Spells.

Although he didn't believe that Noah didn't want the Holy Grail, Zouken Matou felt that that would be a long time in the future.

As for magic?

Just a small problem.

"No problem, please rest assured, Sakura is an excellent host. After my transformation, she will definitely provide you with the magic power you need. Please go all out and fight."

Noah looked at Zouken Matou quietly, then looked at the black-haired girl with a face full of fear and despair, and then looked at the few insects still remaining in the corner of the basement, and suddenly fell silent.

"Why are there so many perverts like you who attack young girls? Is it so difficult to find a reliable teammate?"

75 Death of a Justice Partner

"what?!"

When he felt the hostility from Noah, the first thing that came to Zouken Matou's mind was not fear or anger, but confusion.

Although from the other party's attributes, Matou Zouken could sense that the cooperation between them might not be very pleasant.

It is only natural that heroes like him, who are upright in character and have strong wills, would hate people like me who exude a dark and corrupt aura.

But, weren’t we having a good chat just now?

Why did you suddenly turn against me?

I was clearly expressing my sincerity, did I say something wrong?

Hundreds of years have wiped out all the joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness that ordinary people have in their hearts from Zouken Matou, replacing them with the desire to survive at the cost of everything and a purer concept of a magus.

What is a magician?

A magician is a humanoid monster who gives everything and sacrifices himself to reach the root.

Most magicians have broken away from the ordinary people's concept of good and evil, are not bound by secular laws, and will not be shaken by family, love, or friendship.

There are many cases of fathers and sons killing each other, betraying their friends, and killing innocent people in order to pass on the magic.

If the world knew about the existence of magicians, they might regard this group of creatures as antisocial murderers.

Little do people know that magicians are even more twisted than murderers.

The reason why murderers feel happy when killing is that when they deprive others of their lives, they develop a sense of superiority that makes them feel superior and able to dominate the lives of others.

But magicians generally do not feel happy when they kill people, and they don't even have any psychological fluctuations.

Because, after being able to easily possess power, wealth, honor and lifespan far beyond that of ordinary people through magic, it is difficult for magicians to continue to regard themselves as the same kind of people as ordinary people.

The only thing that can arouse the magician's interest and obsession is to reach the root that symbolizes the origin and end of all things and makes him omnipotent.

In the process of striving to reach the root, killing someone for the sake of studying magic is as natural and boring as a student who has studied hard for many years and used up pencils and paper for the college entrance examination.

How could someone want to kill himself just because he used an extra piece of paper when calculating? What kind of insanity is this? - This is probably how Zouken Matou feels at this moment.

If someone were to attack him in order to snatch a spot (the position of Master) or compete for the first place (the Holy Grail wish), it would be understandable that Zouken Matou would do so.

Although he had many confusions, Matou Zouken did not dare to delay at all and responded immediately.

They were servants, and even the weakest servant possessed powers far exceeding those of ordinary magi.

The silver-haired swordsman had no intention of explaining. He simply drew out his sword and slashed horizontally without any fancy moves, making a ferocious and hissing sound of breaking wind in mid-air.

The sword blade flashed, and the light connected into lines.

A flash of light like a meteor appeared in the basement, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

In an instant, Matou Zouken's body was pierced through.

It would be more accurate to say that he was directly hit by a heavy truck rather than being knocked away. He hit the wall with a bang.

Some stray sword energy leaked out, plowing deep grooves in the walls and floors, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere. The aftermath even caused the basement to shake slightly as if it had been hit by an earthquake.

But Noah frowned.

No sense of reality.

Visually, the slash that Noah used to cut Zouken Matou across the chest and ribs would undoubtedly be a fatal blow to anyone.

However, the touch transmitted from the blade told Noah,

As for the reason, Noah understood it when he saw the thick black cloud emerging from Zouken Matou.

The black cloud that emerged from under the clothes was actually a super dense mass of ferocious insects.

It's not that Zouken Matou has many bugs hidden under his clothes, but that he himself is made up of a large number of bugs.

I go!

It’s really disgusting!

Luckily there was no handshake!

Although a considerable number of them were reduced to dust by Noah's attack, a large number of insects still emitted deafening buzzing sounds and attacked Noah.

Without saying a word, he drew his sword and retreated.

Instead of running away, he quickly ran towards the black-haired little girl who had been standing there stupidly.

The Zerg's counterattack seemed to be just to buy time. They did not continue to pursue Noah after he left, allowing him to successfully hold the black-haired girl in his arms.

After making sure his Master was safe, Noah turned around and looked at the swarm of insects.

At this time, Zouken Matou, whose body had been mostly shattered, gradually returned to its original form.

Cracks began to appear on the floor, walls, and ceiling, and countless insects emerged.

These black insects gathered in groups, flowing and spreading like waterfalls, converging together and merging into Zouken Matou's body, forming a distorted scene that was enough to drive people crazy.

Sakura Matou, who was held in Noah's arms, only then came back to her senses from the rapidly changing situation.

Why did this older brother suddenly start fighting with grandpa?

It seems like it's after talking about me?

Although she didn't know what was going on, Sakura Matou quietly looked up at the profile of the silver-haired swordsman, feeling the body temperature and fragrance that wrapped around her, and a sense of security rose in her chest.

Although she didn't know who this older brother was, Sakura Matou felt that no matter what, he couldn't be worse than the old man who wanted to push her into the wormhole, right?

"Hehehe, should I say you are worthy of being called a savior? You actually turned against me just because of a little girl. It turns out that I still can't get along with people like you."

Amid the buzzing of the insects, Zouken Matou's hoarse voice was surprisingly audible.

On that skeleton-like, dry face, there were also creepy and kind words piled up.

"But, boy, I'm not such a stubborn and cruel person. If you want to protect this little girl, then I'll let you. I only want the Holy Grail. How about that?"

Matou Zouken knew that even from the perspective of a magician, his behavior of actively torturing ordinary people and even descendants of his family bloodline was so abnormal that he would be despised and scorned by other magicians.

Most magicians will not save people because of emotional inclinations, nor will they kill people because of emotional inclinations, and they will not waste time by torturing people.

Zouken Matou knew that he had been like that before, but the past had been forgotten.

He knew that he had forgotten a lot and was still forgetting. This feeling of collapse and dissipation was madly tormenting Zouken Matou's already twisted heart.

It is conceivable that in a few hundred years, Zouken Matou will not even be able to maintain his human appearance, and will become a pure insect, driven only by instinct, and will eventually be punished by the Magic Association for causing unrest.

For this reason, Matou Zouken tried to grasp the last trace of the scene remaining in his heart, just like frantically grabbing the fine sand in the flowing water - that is the death, pain, struggle and wailing of countless people.

He had already forgotten how he felt when he first saw that scene, but he was sure that it must have been deeply engraved in his bones, otherwise it would not still remain in his soul.

Just like clinging to the last piece of wood in the waves, Zouken Matou knew that the moment he let go, his self would completely collapse.

No.

You can't die.

I want to live!

Even if he forgets why he lives, Matou Zouken will do his best to live!

Her heart suddenly tightened, and Sakura Matou couldn't help but secretly peek at Noah.

As a child who had just been abandoned by her parents today, she was still enveloped by the helplessness and despair of not getting any response no matter how much she cried.

Ok?

What are you peeking at me for?

Feeling the gaze of the little girl in his arms like a lost kitten, Noah felt that he really couldn't fight on this business trip.

One of her teammates is a perverted old grandfather, and the other is a young girl a few years younger than Ais.

What a rubbish system! How did you match me with this mechanism?

"Hey, Grandpa, do I look that stupid?"

Under the confused gazes of Matou Zouken and Matou Sakura, Noah held his head high.

"Confused! Kill you! This girl and the Holy Grail are mine!"

Looking at Noah's righteous words, Matou Zouken fell silent.

Why do I feel like you are worse than me?

It’s confirmed. This guy may be a good person in terms of purpose, but he is definitely wicked at heart!

Bad guy!

Even a bad guy like me has to call bad guys bad guys!

"Well, although it's a pity, you can die!"

Matou Zouken suddenly stretched out a hand, and then the skin on the tip of his finger shed, transforming into a giant beetle, which shot towards Noah like a missile.

Although it was an insect, when it spread its wings like sharp blades in mid-air, it made a sound like metal cutting through the air.

This is a winged blade insect that has been cultivated by Zouken Matou for many years. It has a penetrating power and killing power stronger than bullets, and can easily bite through the bones of even a strong bull.

If used in a sneak attack, Zouken Matou believed that this winged blade insect was enough to kill most magi.

However, the opponent is a heroic spirit after all, so Zouken Matou does not expect to kill him in one go.

Fortunately, this is his home ground and his magic workshop.

Even if he is a third-rate magician, as long as he is given a few decades, the magic workshop he runs can become an obstacle to powerful magicians, not to mention the great magician like him, Matou Zouken!

This basement, and even the entire Matou residence, is the magic workshop he has run for five hundred years. It can be said that every step is filled with mechanisms and magic is everywhere.

After all, most magicians are not good at fighting, and relying on magic workshops to set up positions in advance to meet the enemy is the most common way of fighting.

As the magic power surged, Zouken Matou gradually stared at Noah and secretly activated the mechanisms hidden in the ceiling and floor.

In an instant, accompanied by countless hair-raising noises, dense insect eggs appeared everywhere in the basement, and they burst open one after another, giving birth to insects with flapping wings.

Almost in the blink of an eye, countless insects rushed towards Noah like a huge wave, shrouding him in shadow.

And Zouken Matou's target of attack was not Noah, but Sakura Matou in his arms.

No matter how powerful a Heroic Spirit is, it must rely on the magic power of its Master to fight.

As long as a bug attacks this poor little girl, the heroic spirit will lose its ability to fight.

Fortunately, this is my magic workshop and the opponent has obvious weaknesses.

If one of these things is missing, Matou Zouken will choose to run away immediately——

As Zouken Matou was rejoicing like this, a ray of light suddenly burst out in the basement, piercing the darkness.

That is, lightning!

The moment Matou Zouken realized this, low thunder like the sound before a summer storm echoed in the basement.

Countless snow-white electric arcs spread out like poisonous snakes. The moment the insect swarm came into contact with the electric snakes, they were swallowed up and annihilated without even making a wailing sound.

The lightning snake continued to spread in all directions and was covered before Zouken Himatou could see the light.