Atram Gary Asta is a 25-year-old Middle East and Europe mixed race. He has long blond hair and brown skin, and is very handsome.
Since his father is the world-famous Oil King, he has endless wealth and even used money to operate in Clock Tower, in exchange for a noble title second only to the monarch.
Although no one will really take it seriously in the eyes of a truly first-class Magus, for the sake of money, they will still maintain the most basic respect for it.
After all, no one would be stupid enough to say something bad to a guy who was always generous with his coins.
In fact, it did not take long for Galliasta family to become Magus, only about a hundred years.
His generation has only just begun to truly integrate into the world of magic.
As for the process, there is nothing to write home about. It was just that the ancestors, out of curiosity about the mysterious power of the privileged class, bought some low-grade magic and left it to future generations.
Therefore, Atram's magic talent is not even second-rate, so he can only rely on spending money to buy Magic Crest from other nobles, allowing himself to barely reach a level slightly higher than the average Magus.
And in recent years, he has been getting very close to the monarch Lord El-Melloi II, also known as Waver Velvet, who controls a large amount of mysterious resources.
After all, whether it was the special enchantment seals provided by Allen or the magical potions, weapons and equipment, it was an eye-opener for this young man.
Unfortunately, Waver never accepts cash payment, only barter.
In other words, if you want to obtain these things that can enhance your strength, you must pay the same Holy Relics, Magic Crest, engravings, knowledge, books and other equivalent items.
For this reason, he was very troubled.
But now...
Atram feels that as long as he can win the final victory over Holy Grail War, he can obtain the omnipotent wishing machine and realize the "great" ambition in his heart.
At that time, the entire Clock Tower and the magic world will crawl under his feet.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but grinned and let out a nervous laugh, "Hahahaha! With Golden Fleece, I can summon the legendary Medea, the Witch of Betrayal. Then I just need to hide and watch the other Master kill each other. When the last one is left, I will take the initiative to attack, and I will definitely win the final victory."
I have to say that although this guy is not very strong, his thoughts are quite beautiful.
With some strong desire, he soon stood in front of the summoning circle and loudly chanted the spell he bought from the Mage's Association at a huge price.
In just ten seconds, dazzling light spurted out from the center of the circle.
Eventually, a woman wearing an indigo hooded cloak and a purple robe appeared out of thin air.
She first looked around, then opened her seductive red lips and said, "My name is Medea! This war comes with the Caster class. Excuse me, are you my Master?"
"That's right! I summoned you! The best Magus from the Age of Gods - Medea." Atram bowed politely.
If you don't look at the modern technological devices around him and the shivering children in jars, his performance can definitely be called elegant and personable.
But unfortunately, this guy is actually just a demon in human skin.
No!
He might even be worse than a devil!
Because the devil will at least treat every human being equally.
But in Atram's eyes, these children of poor people and slaves who were bought with money are basically no different from livestock and domestic animals. They are two completely different creatures from the ruling class like himself.
His desire to seize Holy Grail is also very simple, that is, to create a device that uses humans as fuel and can continuously generate energy.
In this way, not only can it solve the problem of the increasing surplus of Earthlings mouths, but it can also help your family find a new way to make money after the oil is mined out, and it can also influence or even change the entire magic world.
"Hehehehe!"
Medea seemed to notice something, and immediately raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
Just when Atram was about to proudly introduce the magic workshop he invented, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside.
boom!
moment!
The underground magic workshop began to tremble violently, as if it had encountered a violent earthquake.
But before Middle East rich man could react to what happened, the closed door was smashed open with a huge force.
Accompanied by splashing stones, soil and dust, two figures slowly walked in from the outer corridor.
"This mouse hole is really quite deep." Allen complained, waving his hands to disperse the dust in front of his eyes.
Unlike most Master who participated in Holy Grail War, this oil tycoon from Middle East is not alone, but has a professional team of more than 30 people.
Coupled with the speech just now, the word "gou" is simply used to the extreme.
If the person summoned was not Medea, he might actually be able to survive until the end.
"Scum! He is actually using children as raw materials to refine magic crystals!"
When Saber saw the shivering children placed in jars, his originally calm face suddenly became extremely angry, and he raised the sword in his hand without saying a word.
"Are you... Saber and her Master?" Atram was obviously taken aback and quickly retreated to hide behind the Medea who had just been summoned. "Caster! Quick! Kill these two intruders!"
"Kill them? Sorry! This seems a bit difficult, Master. So... I think it's better to draw a clear line with you early."
The words just fell!
Medea Blitz Gundam pulled out a lightning-shaped dagger at Blitz Gundam's speed, and stabbed him Master hard.
Bang!
With this blow!
Atram found in disbelief that the contract between himself and the other party had completely disappeared.
In other words, he is already a Master who has lost Servant, and cannot use Command Spells to control the witch in front of him to do anything for himself.
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!
After watching a good show, Allen finally couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised, "As expected of the legendary Noble Phantasm - Rule Breaker who can cancel all magic-based contracts! It's true that seeing it is better than seeing it! The betrayal witch is indeed worthy of his reputation."
"Thanks for the compliment! I just have a good suggestion here. I wonder if you would like to listen to it?" Medea asked with a smile.
"Oh? Why don't you talk and listen."
Allen deliberately pretended to be interested, and at the same time stopped Saber who wanted to rush forward and kill someone.
"Just now, I discovered that the rules of Holy Grail War are not as perfect as I thought. There are many loopholes in it that can be exploited, and one Master can even get two Servant at the same time. To put it simply, with the help of my Noble Phantasm——Rule Breaker, first cut off your contract with Saber, and then I will sign a new contract with you, and then I will sign a contract with Saber. In this way, you can have both Caster and Saber. Isn't this a good idea?
Medea's tone is full of naked and undisguised instructions and temptations.
Because she believed that no Master could refuse the conditions she offered.
"No! How can you do this! I am your master!"
Before Allen could speak, Atlam, who had come to his senses, immediately stopped and rushed forward to grab Medea's wrist, forcing the female Servant to stay with him.
But unfortunately, before he could touch the opponent's fair wrist, Medea activated his inherent skill - High-Speed Divine Words.
I saw her directly passing through the tedious steps of spells and linking Magic Circuit, releasing several magic bullets from her fingertips, tearing them into pieces without mercy.
After finishing all this, Medea kicked the mangled corpse aside like a normal person, and sarcastically said in a very contemptuous tone, "You want to be my master? Dream on! What I hate most is a man like you who only thinks about how to use me."
"Be careful! Allen! This woman is obviously used to betrayal and is absolutely untrustworthy!" Saber warned in a low voice.
Allen sneered and nodded, "I know this even if you don't tell me. After all, Rule Breaker, this Noble Phantasm is really too dangerous, and I don't want any accidents to happen to the original plan."
"So, you plan to reject my proposal and then get rid of me here?" The expression on Medea's face suddenly became a little ugly.
You must know that she personally killed Master, who summoned herself, just to show her sincerity.
But judging from the effect, it's obviously a bit too hard and self-defeating.
"No! Just the opposite! In order to make this Holy Grail War less boring, I will let you go and let you find a new Master. After all, you are the best Magus in the Gods, and you are very suitable to become a qualified whetstone."
After saying that, Allen turned sideways and gave way to the tunnel leading outside.
"Neither accept me nor kill me? You are really an interesting guy. In that case, let us meet again in Holy Grail War in the future."
Due to the loss of the magic power provided by Master, Medea knew that there was not much time left for him, so he immediately rushed out of this secret underground workshop without thinking, preparing to find the new Master as quickly as possible.
Watching her walk away completely, Saber asked in a low voice, "Why did you let her go? Have you forgotten how much trouble Caster caused to us and this city during the last Holy Grail War?"
Allen shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Don't worry. Although Medea is Daimyo Dingding's witch, he is completely different from Gilles de Rey. Qu, the sick lunatic is different. She is an orthodox Magus, and she will only use Magus methods to compete with us. And as I just mentioned, Sakura needs a qualified whetstone, and she can play this role."
"Well, I hope you're right."
Saber seemed to be convinced, and took the initiative to put away the holy sword, and punched the devices and jars that imprisoned the children one by one.
About half an hour later, all these children whose memories had been modified were taken away by the local police.
As for whether they will enter a social welfare institution and stay in the island country in the future, or whether they will be sent back to their parents, it depends on whether they can find corresponding clues and records.
Anyway, Allen feels that it is impossible for these children who have been detained for a long time to accurately tell the country and region where they lived before.
The most likely possibility is to enter a social welfare institution.
Watching these little guys escape from the devil's cave one by one, Artoria's originally angry mood finally calmed down, and he asked in an uncertain tone, "They should be well taken care of, right?"
"Yes! Of course! After all, this is a developed country. In addition, child smuggling has always been a taboo among taboos. Officials will make appropriate arrangements no matter what to prevent themselves from being condemned by the entire international community." Allen replied nonchalantly.
"That's good! We finally did something meaningful." A faint smile appeared on Saber's quiet face.
"Meaningful?"
Hearing such innocent remarks, Allen couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
"Maybe! If you knew how many people in this world are bought and sold as slaves every year, and how many people disappear inexplicably, you wouldn't have such an idea. All we can do is to clean up the little bit that can be seen in front of us. As for those that are not seen, they are the real Iceberg under the water."
"Don't be so negative. At least we saved these children, that's enough. By the way, what's for dinner today?"
As soon as he mentioned eating, Artoria immediately put on a different expression. Not only did his eyes shine, but his tone was also full of excitement and expectation.
"Here, here are the reviews of all the restaurants and restaurants in Fuyuki City by Gourmet Magazine. The ones marked with red pen are the ones we have been to, and the ones that are not marked are the ones we have never been to. You can choose for yourself."
Allen took out the things he had prepared and spread them out in front of the other party.
Staring at the descriptions of shops and food in the magazine, as well as the pictures, Saber immediately swallowed his saliva subconsciously, quickly pointed to one of the ramen restaurants and said, "Let's have it for dinner! It looks delicious! I want six bowls! One of each flavor."
"No problem!"
Allen readily agreed and drove directly in the direction of the store according to the map.
He was completely unaware that Sakura, who was secretly observing him not far away, was so jealous that she almost turned black.
Just the cold air emitted unintentionally caused the top floor of a building to be completely covered with thick frost.
After a full minute, the girl who always showed off her sweet attitude finally took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and then without looking back, she told Medusa: "Rider! Don't hold anything back in tonight's opening match. Give me a lesson, Saber!"
"As you wish, my Master."
Medusa undoubtedly felt the fire of jealousy burning in Master's heart at this moment, and immediately put one hand on his chest and bowed.
"Hmph! Allen is mine! No one can take him away from me!"
When she said these words, Sakura subconsciously clenched the spear-like staff in her hand.
This was a birthday gift given to her by Allen when she was twelve years old. It is both a melee weapon and a Magic Crest.
It uses a lot of complex technologies that ordinary Magus can't even imagine, which is completely comparable to most Heroic Spirit and the most powerful Noble Phantasm.