The root of something called the Holy Grail is the wishing mechanism.

——The process of filling fuel with the soul of the hero is used as the fuel as the step to select the "qualified person".

Although there is no such damn logic in the world that "what you can live to the end must be the most suitable", but when all conditions are equal, what humans are better at is indeed this - killing each other?

So, the Holy Grail War was born—

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"What does this have to do with me?"

The boy held his forehead helplessly with his hand, and the slight migraine started to stumble on his head, causing his head to fall into an unstoppable pain. So he hugged his head with both hands, curled up, and gritted his teeth without making any sound. He let the book he was still reading just now fall to the ground with a snap - this should have been.

"It's a big deal"

The white-robed and silver-armored spearman appeared beside the boy with a gentle smile and caught the fallen book.

"Because, you have participated in this war-"

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"But why is it in China? Wasn't the foundation of this Holy Grail War achieved by the 'alien' spiritual veins under it?"

The girl asked this question in a school uniform of a certain university and leaning against the trees that had yellow leaves due to the arrival of autumn.

She raised her head, looked at the blue sky in autumn, and let out a long sigh.

——It feels very comfortable to talk to the person in front of me.

The degree of co-starring between the two is no longer described by tacit understanding. But if you have to explain it, it is probably the instant answer between smart people.

——No need to think, just by exchanging the first opinion and idea at the beginning, you can quickly draw conclusions and find out the problem. This feeling is very, very intoxicating.

"Yes, theoretically, it's true... So, is this really the Holy Grail? I think it's better to start skeptical from this point first..."

Similarly, and feeling relieved about this, the elegant man in an ancient style robe smiled and sang his feather fan, laughing out loud.

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"There is no way to refuse?"

On the riverside, one by one, the middle-aged man kicking a stone into the river was poor and destitute, but under that desperate expression, there was a hint of fear and madness.

"Of course, because everything is destiny, and this is an opportunity given by God, isn't it?"

It seemed that he was shaken. Behind him, the man wearing Qin Shi's clothes and a strong aura slowly showed a wild smile like a beast.

"If you don't take it, you will - 'Heavenly Destroy'?"

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"Then there is nothing I can do, I have to go. Since all the words are about this - now, we will definitely win, right?"

Throw the last small bread in the plastic bag into your mouth and swallow it.

The boy smacked his lips with great pleasure, squinted his eyes, and smiled uncontrollably at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course, no one in this world is my opponent-"

He raised his head arrogantly, and did not take any enemy he might encounter in the future at all, exuding a dragon-tiger-like aura. Here, the person holding a war halberd is undoubtedly unparalleled in the world.

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"But, there will always be an accident?"

Why do you always think of these things that are very bad for morale when you are lacking in confidence? You always think about good things and always say whatever you think. Even if you often prove that what you say is true afterwards, but when you realize that this is not great, there is no one around you.

——That guy is a broom star

——Yes, every time I say that, it will turn out to be something

——Annoying guy

——Then, draw a clear line with him

Yes, slowly, I don’t know when I was left with only one person. Not only classmates, friends, but also parents and relatives began to look at me with fear and weird eyes.

——It’s like expecting that I have never existed, making people desperate.

This time - will it be the same?

Is it really a plague of bad luck?

“···Ha, don’t worry”

But this time, someone had been waiting for a long time and stroked his hand on his head with a warm smile.

He raised his head and saw the man in a long robe in front of him who did not look like a warrior at all, gentle - he saw his own shake.

"The strange power and chaos of gods - I can't get close to you and me"

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"But why?"

“What’s why?”

"Why is it me who was selected? Isn't that too strange? No matter how you look at me, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm so frivolous in academic performance, and I'm not very good at anything, nor have any fatal weaknesses. If I throw myself into the crowd, I will definitely not be able to find it, right?"

"Yes, master... You are so ordinary that you are so ordinary."

"That's it! Then why is it me?"

Hearing such a question, facing the girl who looked curious and stared at her with wide eyes, even the ancient heroes couldn't help but lean back slightly, raise their hands, and scratch their nose slightly.

"That's it..."

"this?"

The girl looks very beautiful - it is not that thrilling beauty, but a very plain and attractive beauty.

Perhaps when you first look at it, you will only feel a sense of dullness, like a bowl of clear water, but as time goes by and as the contact deepens, the more people will feel the beauty that is slowly discovered in this dullness.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Finally, the cavalry could not bear the feeling of being stared at by the girl.

He waved his hand randomly, and while scolding himself in his heart, "It's too awkward!", he turned around and walked straight to the distance.

"Hey!! Let me explain it first! What's not adorable! I haven't cared about it for a long time!"

——And behind him, I met a few days ago, and the girl who had been familiar with her recently came after her.

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Chapter completed!