Acheron: Huh? The Assassin class? Me?

Oh my god!

Guys, who gets this?

Merlin had originally been eating hotpot and singing in the Tower of Isolation, watching the king he had chosen participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War for her tragic wish...

Although he had been surprised that a certain Master had brought a corrupted version of Artoria from another Parallel World to participate in the Holy Grail War, he had continued observing.

He had originally been a little curious about how that Master intended to fulfill Artoria's wish...

But the next second, a slap landed squarely on his face.

Then he was grabbed by the collar and forcibly dragged out of Avalon within the Tower of Isolation—a place even the Five True Magics could not casually invade—and brought before the Great Holy Grail, tied with golden threads to Mash's perfectly cross-shaped shield, and roasted over a fire.

Merlin had no doubt that if he had not obediently followed the other party's wishes and come to the Great Void, that person might have yanked out the entirety of Avalon directly!

Anyone would inevitably feel pity when facing a flower-like man such as Merlin, but that person did not!

That person did not mind tearing him in half at all!

Too brutal!

Wasn't this the real Human Evil? No, this was a human tyrant!

"Artoria, you don't have a trait like Day of King Selection. No matter how much you roast, you can't burn one out. But Merlin is different. This guy planned and witnessed the entire Day of King Selection, and witnessed your end... so he really can yield this kind of trait," Chen Li said.

As for how the supposedly one-way Slap Gloves had dragged him over?

Magic Skill!

And because of that, Chen Li looked forward even more to the magic techniques he