After changing into casual clothes, Lancer also put on the sunglasses that Shizuku gave him. After smoothing his hair against the mirror to ease his serious expression, he left the alley again.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Lancer had to admit that he might have planted the flag too early.
The reason he felt 'lucky' before was that he was very familiar with the Fourth and Fifth Holy Grail Wars, both the masters and the servants. He not only knew the personalities of these servants but also knew their origins and personalities. Relying on this intelligence advantage, even if he couldn't gain any decisive advantage, his personal safety could be greatly increased. But now?
There was no doubt that his current location was not Fuyuki City. According to his observation, it looked somewhat like a remote European town. If he couldn't see any electrical appliances, he would even suspect if he was in the Middle Ages.
'Based on previous experience, there must be a key person or event nearby. Let's wander around first.'
After going through the information he had mastered in his mind, he wandered around the town like an ordinary Asian tourist. Soon he collected some simple but crucial information, such as the country he was in now was Romania.
Lancer had no impression of this country, but its greatest significance was that it shattered Lancer's useless fantasy. There was no doubt that the information he knew was basically useless. After all, in his impression, the so-called Holy Grail War was 'a magic ritual made by the spiritual veins of Fuyuki City and the Three Families'. As for Romania... he had no idea at all.
However, perhaps it was Lancer's foreign identity that caused many merchants to promote to him, and most of them were self-brewed wines. It was only at this time that Lancer finally remembered some information about Romania, such as being one of the best wine-producing countries in Europe and even the world.
Just as Lancer was wandering aimlessly in the town, he found a strange man.
He had the same Asian face as him but dyed his hair yellow. Paired with the white suit he was wearing and the purple shirt visible in his collar, he gave off a 'flamboyant' feeling.
Generally, this kind of person should belong to the type with a strong desire to show off, but the other party behaved extremely calmly.
And what was even stranger was that when he walked past Lancer, Lancer felt a strange aura, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was for a moment.
After wandering for a day and finally finding a suspicious person, Lancer naturally chose to follow without hesitation, but when he entered an alley, he found that there was no one in front of him.
"Hehe~ Is the Mage's Association looking down on me?"
Along with a mocking voice, dozens of small curse bullets descended from the sky. Instantly, the area where Lancer was located was shrouded in dust, and the blond man's face also showed a mocking expression.
"It's your honor to be able to die under my 'curse bullet', Hyoma Sagara."
Although Hyoma Sagara was a bit arrogant, he had the right to be arrogant. Although he himself was not very famous in the magical world, this was entirely the result of his deliberate concealment, after all, his magic was also one that most people in the magical world were more resistant to.
Everyone in this world has magic circuits, but most people's magic circuits will never be activated in their lifetime, and Hyoma Sagara's family took a different approach to 'utilize' the magic from these ordinary people!
So what is a better 'material' than ordinary people? The answer is self-evident...
It can be said that the magic of the Hyoma Sagara family was a magic unique to their family that subtly evolved from Western necromancers. Its representative technique was to use living people as sacrifices for large-scale magic, but this also led to the Sagara family being very strong in positional warfare with sacrifices, but they could only be trapped in one place, and Hyoma Sagara improved this.
Using rituals to transform the corpses of those used as 'sacrifices', turning their corpses into weapons. Bones with the master's resentment and a large amount of magic are extremely lethal. Of course, the price is that it takes a lot of time and effort to drive them, but its ease of operation and powerful lethality made Hyoma Sagara extremely proud.
In his opinion, except for those magicians who have sufficiently excellent self-disciplined magic circuits, others simply don't have time to defend, or the level of defense is not enough.
But just as he was looking at his feet with a face full of arrogance
"Clatter~ clatter~!"
The magic tool hanging from his waist suddenly shook and then rushed in front of him to form a bone shield, and then
"Crack~!!"
The bone shield was instantly pierced, but he also used this opportunity to get a little further away. Hyoma Sagara, who had a huge gash on his side, didn't have time to make any more defenses.
"Bang!!"
The special bone shield was instantly shattered, and a man covered in blood was holding an ice spear and charging towards him.
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Hyoma Sagara looked bad, but in reality, Lancer was in a worse state.
Although Lancer also knew Rune magic, he actually had no experience in fighting magicians. Plus, in order to hide his identity, he didn't bring any weapons. A combination of reasons led to him being ambushed by the other party.
But fortunately, Lancer was not completely without the ability to fight back. He relied on creating an ice wall to weaken the first round of attacks, and then used his body to take most of the attacks, while during this time he also avoided all the vital attacks.
At this time, Lancer's body was pierced with more than a dozen bones refined with special techniques. Countless curses tried to invade his body through the wounds, but the strange spider lily on Lancer's chest lit up at this time.
The essence of Hyoma Sagara's magic was still to use the resentment of the dead. This crazy power had no other way to be dealt with except to be completely destroyed or to be 'purified' by the opposite power. Even the user had no good way to clean it up, after all, the user was the main target of the revenge of that resentful magic.
But no matter how disgusting this magic was, it seemed a bit powerless when facing the 'Geis' personally made by the Queen of the Land of Shadows. Even after the cursed magic on Lancer's body was completely cleaned up, the strange spider lily on Lancer's chest became even more enchanting.
But it was a pity that Lancer's attention at this time was all on the opponent in front of him. He didn't pay any attention to the changes around him, but it could be confirmed that when the opponent's trump card was broken, his defeat was already irreversible.
The ice spear pierced through the bone shield and stabbed into Hyoma Sagara's shoulder without hesitation...
"Bang~!!"
"Ahhhhh!!"
In a wail, he was nailed to the wall.
Although his expression was distorted by pain, he still tried to resist.
'There's still a chance! I still have a chance! The family heirloom...'
"Puff~ puff~ puff..."
Before Hyoma Sagara could think more, the pain in his limbs and shoulders made him lose his ability to think again. When he regained his ability to think, he only saw a huge black shadow.
"I have some things I'd like to understand from you!"