Chapter 118: Servant First Attack
Wu Ming opened the door and entered, and what caught his attention was the same room as before.
In the dimly lit room sat a burly old man with red eyes and a short white beard.
"Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg."
"I should call you Sage Dragon or Vumin," Zelretch said with a smile.
"You're free, that's all my name after all. I'm here to look for you for something," Wu Ming said indifferently, then sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.
"Zelretch from another world asked you to come. What you want to ask is the information of this world," Zelretch asked.
"Yes, but can you answer me, what happens in this human world will eventually be destroyed? I promised Zelretch to save the world if possible." Wu Ming took a sip of tea and said.
"The catastrophe in this world has been solved by me and the others."
"Resolved?" Wu Ming looked at Zelretch.
"Because the me in the other world was aware of the calamity that could spread to the parallel world, so the other me started to unite me in several other worlds. My world was saved by me in another world using Second Magic."
Wu Ming was relieved, after all, he also found that the Magus in Fuyuki City seemed to have received some notices, and they were no longer too exaggerating.
(Um, is it because of this the other party won't be eager to hold the Holy Grail War?) Wu Ming thought.
"I need more information."
"For the reason I trust you so much in the other world, I will help you reluctantly." Then, Zelretch saw the dragon horn hair accessory on Wu Ming head.
After about half an hour, Wu Ming left the room.
Because Zelretch of this world knew that Wu Ming would come to this world very early, when Wu Ming appeared, Zelretch knew of Wu Ming existence through various means.
Because Wu Ming lived in Fuyuki City for five years, Zelretch also did research on Fuyuki City, so Zelretch learned a lot of news that Wu Ming didn't know.
According to Wu Ming description, Zelretch judged that his opponent might be the last member of the Ainsworth family, named Julian Ainsworth.
Although the three founding families of the Holy Grail War suffered heavy casualties, and even two families including Ainsworth were destroyed.
As if the time had come, Shirou dodged the attack from the Assassin and jumped onto the Assassin back, holding a pair of black and white blades in both hands, and slashed towards the Assassin back.
In an instant, an explosion that looked like a magical disturbance occurred within the tentacle monster, and then, there was a heart-piercing scream.
"Arghhhh!"
Shirou jumped to one side of the wall and looked at the cowering Assassin. When he stretched out his hand, a black bow appeared in his hand.
Then, Shirou also projected a long and slender spiral sword.
"Caladbolg (The Rainbow Sword Classification) ?"
Yes, Wu Ming knows this sword. This is the famous weapon of Fergus mac Rich in the Celtic legend, Caladbolg, because of its spiral shape, so it is also called the Spiral Sword.
Since Wu Ming had met Fergus before, he recognized the sword. Even if it's a weird person.
The current Caladbolg is clearly very different from the original Caladbolg, in that it is too slim, as if modified for shooting. Call it Pseudo-Caladbolg.
"I see, projection Magecraft." Wu Ming suddenly realized, and then said: "You really call yourself in the future, Shirou."
With Wu Ming eyes, he had seen the main body of the Heroic Spirit Card currently used by Shirou, if not surprising, it was Shirou future who became a Heroic Spirit after his death.
Shirou fired his bow and fired, aiming for the curved tentacle ball.
But at this time the wind had just blown, and the cherry-colored scarf floated, and Shirou seemed to think of something, and put down his bow.
Wu Ming smiled, because he had taught Shirou once that once he believed that the opponent was the enemy, he should not give the enemy a chance to breathe, unless...
Shirou held Pseudo-Caladbolg backhand, and slammed back at lightning speed.
A purple-haired man with missing legs, arms, and skull mask appeared behind Shirou, and the Pseudo-Caladbolg was firmly tucked into the opponent stomach.
"Why" the purple-haired man asked in shock.
"This is what you said, you can move freely once your tentacles separate from you."
Unless, there is a certainty of victory.