Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

However, before the two, who rarely showed any tacit understanding, could speak up to try to clarify the misunderstanding, Sakura Tohsaka, who was standing in front of the corridor, had already bent down and picked up brand-new photos from the ground. She saw photos of men and women cuddling intimately in various poses.

"..."

"..."

Samael and Rin Tohsaka locked eyes, their lips twitching simultaneously.

Now things are really messed up; there's no way to clear my name now.

Just as the two were racking their brains, trying to figure out how to explain themselves, Sakura Tohsaka raised her head and revealed a bright and innocent smile.

"It seems that my sister, like me, also likes Uncle Arthur."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Upon hearing that her younger sister did not suspect their improper relationship, Rin Tohsaka nodded repeatedly.

"Therefore, important things must be kept safe."

As Sakura Tohsaka spoke, she tidied up the photos in her hands, stepped forward, and solemnly placed the items in her sister's arms, her gaze clear and earnest.

Rin Tohsaka subconsciously took the photo, giving it a somewhat dry and perfunctory response.

"Yes, yes."

"Then we can go visit Uncle Arthur together."

Sakura Tohsaka seemed unsuspecting, taking her sister's hand, a sweet smile and a hint of hope appearing on her innocent face.

"Cough, no problem, I have plenty of time. There's a new amusement park that just opened in the city. I'll take you guys and invite Yan Ye to go check it out this weekend."

Samael, who was also somewhat guilty, nodded repeatedly, then pulled Rin Tohsaka, who was a little slow on the uptake, aside, and changed the subject, adopting a serious posture.

"Oh right, Rin, tidy up here and come inside with me quickly. I still need to check if you finished your homework on time. If you want to go out and play, how can you do it without doing your job properly!"

"Okay, coming right away!"

Rin Tohsaka, a beat slow to react, paused for a moment before coming to her senses and nodded frantically in agreement. She then hurriedly gathered the scattered photos on the floor and followed Samael into her bedroom.

"Goodnight, Uncle Arthur..."

"Goodnight, sister..."

The little girl in the hallway waved and smiled as she watched the two figures, one big and one small, pull each other into the bedroom.

However, as the two disappeared from her sight, the little girl, who had been smiling brightly, slowly lowered her head, and the sweet smile on her face gradually faded. Her entire face was immersed in the dim light that filled the corridor, and the gloomy feeling became more and more intense.

At this moment, in the warm-toned bedroom of the young girl, a man with a sinister gaze raised several photos in his hand, his face full of malice, and he opened his lips in a low voice.

"Rin, you wouldn't want this fabricated and false evidence to end up on your father's desk, would you?"

"You, what do you want to do?"

Instantly, the little girl, squeezed into the corner, instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, looking fearfully at the malicious adult in front of her, like a delicate flower about to be destroyed.

"What are you thinking!"

Seeing this, Samael's forehead veins bulged, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed forward and repeatedly hit Rin Tohsaka's head, which was obviously "sexy," while gritting his teeth and warning her.

"I'm telling you to behave yourself until the Holy Grail War is over! Don't play these childish tricks! And don't cause me any trouble!"

"...You didn't say anything, how would I know..."

Realizing that her goddess charm had once again been ignored, Rin Tohsaka, feeling deeply hurt, held her head and squatted on the ground, muttering to herself in frustration.

"Okay, I've told you now. Where's the homework? Give it to me right now!"

"Just you wait, if I find a single mistake, you'll have to copy it a hundred times! A hundred times!"

"What? You haven't even done one question?! Then you'd better finish it!"

A moment later, under the watchful eye of a strict teacher, Rin Tohsaka, with a long face, pulled out her workbook from her small schoolbag and slumped miserably at her desk, finishing the homework she had missed that day.

Whenever there are problems such as improper posture, missing or incorrect questions, or ugly handwriting, the devil standing behind the little girl will unceremoniously raise his pointer and hit Rin Tohsaka's palm.

For a moment, the sounds of slapping and slapping, accompanied by the little girl's suppressed and indignant sobs, were incessant.

During this time, Tokiomi Tohsaka, who went upstairs to check on his daughters, witnessed this scene and saw Rin Tohsaka's achievement of getting all her homework correct under Samael's oppressive rule. He wholeheartedly agreed with the strictness of his own Heroic Spirit.

After all, as the head of the Tohsaka family, he rose from mediocrity through similar experiences.

After her father completely relinquished oversight to a certain Heroic Spirit and left with a carefree air, Rin Tohsaka, now completely in the clutches of "Uncle Arthur," was filled with despair and increasingly hated her own terrible idea.

However, by this time no one was willing to listen to her explanations and repentance.

What goes around comes around.

The moon sets and the sun rises; the last vestiges of night will soon fade.

Lying on the bed, curled up with her brows furrowed, Rin Tohsaka mumbled as she recited texts, formulas, and multiplication tables even in her sleep, clearly still haunted by nightmares about doing homework.

Meanwhile, Samael, sitting in the corner, watched the goddess's miserable state and felt much of his anger dissipate. He nodded in satisfaction, got up, and prepared to leave the room.

However, at that moment, a strange resonance spread through the earth's veins, and a message entered Samael's mind.

"At nine o'clock in the morning, at the Fuyuki City Grand Gymnasium, the second Holy Grail match begins."

In an instant, the ancient serpent paused, its eyes gleaming faintly as it gazed into the distance at the meeting place.

At the same time, Rin Tohsaka, who had just climbed into bed, suddenly sat up, her face showing exhaustion and sorrow, as if she wanted to cry but couldn't.

Why is it daytime? I'm going to skip class again. If I get caught, I'll be in big trouble.

Samael, who was secretly watching the show, couldn't help but feel a surge of schadenfreude, which made him even happier.

It's finally here!

Almost simultaneously, the Servants and Masters who received the information opened their eyes and began to make preparations, heading to the venue ahead of time.

Soon, the night ended and the day began to dawn.

Without needing to hide, Tokiomi Tohsaka and Samael finished breakfast and drove to their destination.

Rin Tohsaka only dared to jump over the wall and slip away after being sent to school and giving her teachers and classmates a group hint that she was coming to class. She then quickly changed clothes with Ereshkigal waiting outside the door and rushed to the venue on time.

Meanwhile, inside the Fuyuki City Grand Stadium, which was isolated by the barrier, the stadium was already packed. Everywhere you looked, there were cat fairies holding banners and waving glow sticks, cheering.

As the time drew near, the revitalized ley lines once again projected the phantom of the Holy Grail, and Kirei Kotomine, as a witness, made a dazzling appearance, holding the Bible in his hands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's competition event is..."

The priest, dressed in a solemn black robe, followed the established procedure, reaching into the projection of the Holy Grail, flipping through it casually, then taking out a divination stick, examining it for a moment, a pleased smile playing on his lips, and solemnly announcing the answer.

"...PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds!"

Immediately afterwards, the content and rules related to the competition were projected into everyone's minds.

The so-called "PUBG" is a shooting game.

The participants will be divided into seven teams based on faction and the combination of Servants and Masters.

Each group of players needs to collect various resources on the game map and fight against other players within a constantly shrinking safe zone to survive to the end.

The final victor will receive the second drop of the Holy Grail.

Of course, during this period, the use of Noble Phantasms is prohibited.

A shooting game? PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds (PUBG)?

After a short while, the people who learned the details and rules had different reactions.

Iskandar, Artoria, Anastasia, and others, who had limited knowledge of modern technology, couldn't help but frown.

Ereshkigal and Koyanskaya, who had experience with guns, couldn't help but show their delight, thinking that victory was in their grasp and they could avenge their previous defeat.

"Winner winner, chicken dinner!"

A moment later, a strange sign appeared on the screen in the center of the venue, followed by the roar of a transport plane.

The scenery before their eyes distorted for a moment, and in a daze, when their vision cleared, they found themselves in a spacious cabin, each carrying a parachute pack and wearing only a thin layer of clothing.

The strong smell of engine oil, the swirling air currents, the white clouds drifting outside the window... everything seemed so real.

If it weren't for the strange health bar appearing above the other person's head, everyone would have thought they were still inside the Fuyuki City Gymnasium.

"The second match of the Holy Grail War begins!"

However, before everyone could recover and process this unexpected turn of events, the contestants suddenly felt their feet leave the ground as the transport plane opened its doors and hurled them all out.

Moments later, the parachute flowers opened automatically and drifted in the wind to different areas.

A game with an unprecedented twist has officially begun.

Chapter 165 The Battle of Yuanzang Mountain (5k)

In mid-air, the two parachute flowers gradually closed up as they approached the ground.

boom!boom!

Samael aimed carefully, adjusted the rope, and successfully landed on the roof of a villa.

In contrast, Tokiomi Tohsaka, with his magician's pride and unfamiliarity with modern equipment, was rather clumsy in operating the parachute. After several unsuccessful attempts to change direction, he could only obediently act as a hanging accessory, letting the parachute drift with the wind.

At this moment, Samael, who had landed first, looked at Tokiomi Tohsaka drifting towards the empty square, shook his head helplessly, and muttered to himself.

It seems I can't count on the Master; I'll have to carry this wave myself.

Immediately, the ancient snake decisively untied the parachute rope, opened the door to the balcony stairwell, and began searching the entire villa from the vicinity.

Surprisingly, he had a good start this time, finding a Soviet-made Mosin-Nagant rifle, a 2x scope, three rolls of bandages, and a dozen or so bullets.

After quickly taking stock of his spoils, Samael skillfully occupied the high ground of the mansion, setting up his Mosin-Nagant while issuing commands to Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was aimlessly looking around after landing, through the team channel.

“Tokiomi, I’m in the building at your 7 o’clock position. I’m on guard. Run this way.”

"it is good!"

Having learned from his previous experience in the competitive eating contest, Tokiomi Tohsaka, upon encountering an unfamiliar territory once again, readily nodded, obediently followed instructions, and moved toward the nearby mansion.

"Keep your body low and move faster! Don't rush straight down the street, hey, weave! Understand? Find cover!"

However, before Tokiomi Tohsaka could take more than a few steps, Samael, as a professional, saw through the scope the gentleman of the magic world strolling leisurely toward them in the open area with his head held high. His blood pressure soared, veins throbbed on his forehead, and he couldn't help but point out his master's brainless behavior.

At this moment, the ancient serpent finally understood the assessment of a certain assassin regarding Tokiomi Tohsaka: "I must assassinate this man!" This bearded man looked like he was about to be stabbed in the back!

If they weren't teammates, given their swaggering posture as they walked across the open ground, he would have fired a couple of shots at the other person, letting this elegant man know what cruelty and the wickedness of society are.

Fortunately, Tokiomi Tohsaka, despite his inexplicable obsession with his so-called aristocratic spirit and identity as a magician, is a well-educated and capable adult who can stand on his own, and is therefore more likely to listen to advice.

Under the guidance of the tactical master Samael, Tokiomi Tohsaka finally embodied the identity of a PUBG player, and skillfully crouched low, using various obstacles to quickly maneuver towards the mansion.

Moments later, Tokiomi Tohsaka arrived at the safe zone without incident. Samael, who was on guard duty from above, also breathed a sigh of relief, deactivated his Mosin-Nagant, and quickly walked down from the building.

Given his considerable gaming experience and knowledge of firearms, Samael unceremoniously took over the management of the team and pondered before his master.

"To win this game, the first thing to do is collect resources. Now stick close to me and follow my orders!"

"no problem."

Tokiomi Tohsaka had no objection to this, and obediently followed behind his mysterious Heroic Spirit, who seemed to know everything, as they walked out of the mansion.

However, seemingly a lingering effect of crossing the open space earlier, this member of the prestigious demonic sect walked with a hunched back, looking around furtively. Coupled with the thick beard on his chin, he looked rather furtive.

Samael glanced back, shook his head helplessly, but did not correct him again.

Well, it's already quite an achievement that he's humbled himself to this extent. There's no need to nitpick and turn this dignified magician into a professional PUBG player on the spot.

After all, he didn't expect him to create any miracles. He would be grateful if his Master could at least avoid being a burden.

After searching the surrounding area, seemingly influenced by Tokiomi Tohsaka's good luck in drawing cards, the two made quite a lot of progress.

Not only did they each get a set of level 2 body armor that could reduce damage by 40%, but they also picked up several types of guns and a lot of ammunition.

However, looking at the equipment scattered all over the ground, Tokiomi Tohsaka coughed dryly, but couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

"Uh, I'm not very good with guns..."

Samael nodded in understanding; after all, in a magician's mind, the means he possessed were far more effective than guns.

But the game must go on, and if you want to win, you need to follow the rules.

After a moment's thought, the ancient snake casually picked up a Remington M870 shotgun and handed it to Tokiomi Tohsaka next to him.

"Then use this one. It's easy to operate and doesn't require much aiming."

Fortunately, although Tokiomi Tohsaka was a novice in gunfights, he learned quite quickly. In just a few minutes, under the guidance of his own Servant, he figured out how to use a shotgun.