When Fangzheng came to the hall under the lead of the cyborg maid, the other masters and servants had already arrived. Seeing the door open, everyone shifted their gaze to Fangzheng, who was walking in from the door.
Fangzheng didn't say a word in the face of their curious, doubtful, and sizing gazes. He walked straight forward and found a random spot to stand. Then, Fangzheng turned his head and began to carefully look at the "companions" around him.
Standing not far to the left of Fangzheng was the girl in the wheelchair whom he had met before. Noticing Fang Zheng's gaze, the girl smiled shyly at him. Standing behind the girl, pushing the wheelchair was her follower. It was a young man wearing a cloak and seemed to be dressed in the attire of some forest aborigines. His expression was very gentle and calm. His two eyes were looking forward without blinking, like a loyal guard.
Beside the girl in the wheelchair was a young man who was probably a little younger than her. He looked a little unreliable. He wore a pair of glasses and looked like a weak and weak boy. At this moment, he was staring anxiously at a certain place, and his mouth was muttering something that nobody knew what he was saying.
"Woo …."
Perhaps because he noticed that Fangzheng was looking at his master, the Servant next to the young man also glared at him fiercely and growled in a low voice, as if to deter Fangzheng. It was a petite Servant wearing a white bridal wedding dress. There was a metal horn in the middle of her forehead …. She was holding something that looked like an enlarged warhammer in her hand …. That should be her weapon.
Opposite the two of them were the other three masters. One of them was a tall woman with a coquettish face. She stared at her Servant with a look as if she wanted to eat it alive. Her Follower was a boy with a long pink braid who looked like a cute girl …. That's right, how could such a cute boy be a girl? He didn't seem to care about his master's murderous gaze at all. He just looked back and forth with a smile. After noticing Fangzheng's gaze, the Servant turned his head and made a V gesture at Fangzheng with a smile.
A little further away from the two stood a thirteen-year-old boy. Although he looked like a child, the command incantation on the back of his hand and the strange Servant standing behind him proved his identity. But the child seemed to be a little distracted. He didn't seem to care about the gathering at all. He looked like he was wandering in space, thinking about something.
The little guy's Servant also had a strange appearance. His whole body was wrapped in a blue cloak, and he wore a metal mask on his face. He didn't look like a human at all. He gave people a feeling that he was deliberately isolating himself from the world …. In any case, he didn't look like a normal Servant.
As for the last Master, he was a fat middle-aged man with golden hair. He stood there with a gloomy expression on his face, not moving an inch. He stood there with a gloomy face, as if others owed him a lot of money. He didn't seem to care about the other masters and Servants at all. He was obviously a guy who wasn't easy to deal with.
But as for his Servant ….
The moment Fangzheng looked at the male Servant, he suddenly felt his blood begin to boil. In fact, the moment the man came into view, Fangzheng felt as if he had seen an enemy that must be eliminated. If he hadn't controlled his emotions in time, perhaps Fangzheng would have attacked the next moment!
Who is that?
Fangzheng stared coldly at the Servant next to the fat man. It was a young man with long silver-grey hair, wearing a shining armour and carrying a huge sword on his back. Although he just stood there quietly without saying a word, for some reason, Fangzheng found him an eyesore … to the point where he wanted to kill him as soon as possible.
What's going on?
Fangzheng retracted his gaze and forcibly suppressed the murderous intent surging in his heart. However, before he could think further, the sound of footsteps rang out, and a very handsome middle-aged man in his thirties walked out. It was the patriarch of the Thousand World Tree Clan — — Danica Folviji Eukdonia.
Danik stood on the high platform. After confirming that everyone was present, he nodded in satisfaction. Then, he turned his head and bowed his head to the empty throne.
"Your Majesty, your warriors are all here."
"Hmm …!"
A voice suddenly sounded. Then, Fangzheng saw a mass of light particles gather on the throne, forming the shape of a man in a black suit.
The moment he appeared, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became tense and solemn. Everyone unconsciously stood up straight and looked at the throne in front of them.
"Welcome to this place, warriors."
The Einherjar sitting on the throne spoke like a king welcoming warriors.
"Today, the last master and his servant have arrived. The war is about to begin. Those rude people who have invaded my territory, use your power to tear them to pieces! "
"Before that, according to our previous agreement, please introduce yourselves again, Masters and Servants."
Danik, who was standing next to the Einherjar, smiled and continued.
"As companions who will fight together in the future, the necessary understanding is still necessary. Then let me start … I am Danik Foulvij Eukdonia. This is my follower — the Black Lancer, Vlad III. "
So that's how it is.
Fangzheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this name. No wonder the Thousand World Trees were so confident in this Holy Grail War. The Einherjars were all well-known heroes when they were alive. Romania was the motherland of Vlad III, and it was also the country he once ruled. Here, his power would be more useful than in other places. Besides … .in a sense, this country could also be regarded as a noble phantasm of Vlad III.
"I am Serenico."
The next to speak was the coquettish woman from before. She stuck out her chest and stretched out her hand as if showing off her Servant.
"And he is my Follower, the Black Rider — Astolfo."
Astolfo, this name is not familiar ….
Fangzheng frowned when he saw the Einherjar who looked so cute that he could not possibly be a girl. But it didn't matter. When he got back, he could investigate using the Banner of Wrath, and he should know the records of that Servant.
"Next is me!"
Then, the boy who looked only 12 or 13 years old also raised his hand high.
"I am Loch, and this is my master, Avisbron! Please give me some pointers, everyone. My master is a very powerful marionette maker …. "
Another guy I don't know ….
Looking at the Servant who was wrapped up like a dumpling, Fangzheng was completely confused …. Who was this guy? Didn't they say that Einherjar were all heroes? How come I've never heard of this guy before? Can someone like him be a Einherjar?
Although he didn't understand how the Holy Grail War selected the Einherjar, it was his turn now. Fangzheng coughed and said, "I am Fangzheng.
"I'm Fangzheng, this should be the first time we meet … .Hello, my Follower is ASSASSIN, Jack the Ripper."
As he spoke, Fangzheng snapped his fingers. Illya's figure appeared behind Fangzheng. She poked her head out to look at them, nodded, and disappeared again.
"I didn't expect Jack the Ripper to be a little girl …."
Seeing Illya's figure, the girl in the wheelchair couldn't help but exclaim. Fangzheng didn't say anything. After all, making others mistake Illya for ASSASSIN was part of his plan, so it was naturally for the best.
But then again, no one could guarantee that there wasn't someone with the same idea as him. It seemed that he needed to use the 'Banner of Wrath' to investigate the identity of all the Servants when he got back …. As for Avisblon, who he had never heard of before, it should be a fake name.
"I am Fiore Fowlvig Eukdonia."
The girl in the wheelchair once again introduced herself to the crowd with a smile.
"This is my Servant, the Black Archer, Charon."
This name was somewhat familiar to him ….. but not very familiar. Fangzheng remembered that he seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but he also didn't seem to have seen it before ….
"I am Corlez Fowlvig Eukdonia."
Behind Fiore was the weak-looking bespectacled man.
"That …. My Servant is the Black Berserker …. That …. Frankenstein …."
Oh, I finally found someone I've heard of.
Hearing this, Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He had almost no recollection of the names of the previous few Servants, so much so that Fangzheng even wondered if he had transmigrated to some kind of freaking parallel world. Otherwise, how could he not know any of the heroes he summoned except for Vlad III?
Now it seemed that he did know some of them.
Logically speaking, the legendary Frankenstein was obviously a male, so it was a little surprising that he became a female here. But …. King Arthur was a woman, so this was normal.
No, it should be said that feminization was the essence of the Holy Grail War!
After a round, it was finally the turn of the fatty. He snorted coldly and scanned the crowd vigilantly.
"I am Golder. As for my Servant …. Sorry, I can't say."
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