Chapter 267 - I'm your executioner

My computer broke the other day so I couldn't post or write anything :( here u have 4 chapters for these past days!

After the battle against Lancer and the encounter with the rest of the Servants, Drako and Mordred had returned home for dinner. Sakura, Kuroka, and Zoe had been waiting for them.

Sakura greeted them with a happy smile upon seeing them arrive (Mordred and Drako had put away their armor before arriving home), having no idea of the dangerous battle they had been involved in.

Kuroka and Zoe were a little worried.

They knew Drako was alive, as they too would have died if the dragon had lost his life in the battle, but they did not know what his condition was. It was worth remembering that the last time Drako fought against someone of his level, he ended up in a very bad state, and Zoe practically died.

After putting Sakura to sleep, Drako talked a bit with Zoe before leaving the house once again. Apparently, she was a bit bored, so Drako had sent her out hunting.

Putting together his knowledge of the Fate/Zero world with the trace of magic he could sense due to his keen senses, Drako went down a drain.

What he found was a lair of non-humans. With countless tentacles (Hentai-vibes), the innumerable aquatic monsters dwelled there cl.u.s.tered together in the narrow tunnel, waiting to strangle any pitiful wanderer to death.

Naturally, even if he was watching such an unpleasant scene, for Drako, this was nothing.

With Agni Gandiva in hand, Drako makes his way easily. The bodily fluids and chunks of flesh of the monsters charred by the fire arrows' power thickly filled the interior of the tunnel-like mist.

The nest of Caster, Gilles de Rais, or Bluebeard, only had a huge number of familiars settled there. There was nothing more than that. It had nothing to do with the usual workshop of a mage, but was just a place to place his "army".

Defences like this that only relied on lowly pawns were not a suitable prey for Servants adorned with rank Noble Phantasm. Therefore, for Drako, this was a turn of events without minor resistance, an anti-climax.

If this really was a mage's workshop, such an arrangement that could only be described as "rubbish" would be something that would never happen. As such, it could be seen that Gilles was not a true Caster, even if he was a Servant summoned as such.

Before long, Drako realised that he was reaching the end of the tunnel. The number of tentacles had greatly diminished, and Drako appeared in a wide space. As before, the surroundings were under absolute darkness without a single ray of light.

"Really, how disgusting..."

Those were the words that involuntarily escaped Drako's mouth after seeing the scene in front of him.

Even knowing what he was going to see coming to this place, this was hard to acc.u.mulate even for Drako.

As an ill.u.s.tration; that place was like a variety shop.

There was furniture. There were clothes. Musical instruments, cutlery. Various items whose uses he didn't understand at all; they were probably just paintings or works of art. You could sense the enthusiasm of the creator devoting himself entirely to diligently designing them, and his debauched sense of humour.

Unmistakably, the craftsman who made these incessantly loved their raw materials, like the manufacturing process.

They understood that there was someone who violently discovered pleasures. That must be the person who committed these murders. But the things in this bloodstained space were not corpses.

There was not a single "destroyed remains" here. Everything was a new creation; an art. Their lives as "human beings", their carcasses as "human beings" were completely discarded without further meaning in the process of art - that was the whole of the massacre in this place.

This scene could mentally overcome the mind of any human. Even magi like Tokiomi or Kiritsugu could not bear this scene at all.

And the authors of these "works of art" were in front of Drako.

Uryu Ryunosuke and his Servant, Gilles de Rais.

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Gilles de Rais

Race: Heroic Spirit/Servant

Lv: 50/100

Strength: 3720

Defense: 1860

Magic: 5580

Agility: 3720

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"Easy prey."

Drako couldn't help but mutter as he took a look at Caster's stats.

Of course, maybe it wasn't going to be that simple. After all, Caster-class Servants didn't rely on their Stats in the first place, but on their magic and Noble Phantasm.

In this case, Gilles' Noble Phantasm is a textbook.

Prelati's Spellbook: Textbook of the Sunken Spiral Castle is a demonic guidebook and summoning grimoire with a cover made of glistening and wet human skin.0It is also known as the R'lyeh Text in reference to H. P. Lovecraft's Cthulhu Mythos. It was probably copied from the original book in the Sunken Spiral Castle, translated from the R'lyeh language into Chinese during the Xia Dynasty, and later translated into Italian by François Prelati; though an alternate telling of the grimoire's origin describes Prelati sealing a link to the Sunken Spiral Castle into a blank Bible, turning it into a Mystic Code capable of summoning Horrors. Furthermore, the previous original text was described in a language other than that of humanity's languages. The book contains records of a forbidden knowledge relating to an evil god of an ancient time sometime before humanity's origin.

As the holder of the book, Caster can summon Horrors. These creatures are the ones Drako had slain on his way here. Rather than simply functioning as a tome of spells and curses, the book itself is a "monster" that functions as a Magical Energy Reactor core possessing its own enormous magical energy furnaces completely independent of its wielder's magical energy

"Who are you?"

Drako looked at the boy who had spoken, Uryu, and naturally answered him.

"I am your executioner."