After the Master left, Roland's interest dropped a lot.
"Next, I will slowly control the direction of this Holy Grail War. However, I feel like I have forgotten one thing."
After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: "I seem to have promised Matou Zouken that I would deal with Darnic, but forget it, that guy can't do anything anyway."
"After all, he's not even the Master... If the Master is happy, we can go and kill him."
Medea said what Roland wanted. Although she knew from Roland that Matou Zouken was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years and was strictly speaking much older than her, Medea, who claimed to know a thing or two about magic, still had the confidence to defeat him.
"That's not necessary. After all, that guy is still useful. As long as Darnic is still here, the feud between the two will not end. If he really dares to use the contract to demand me, I will use Killer Queen to blow up the entire Matou family."
Clapping his hands, Roland happily decided the fate of the Matou family. Then, when he turned his head and looked in the direction of the old capital, he was stunned.
Although many places in the new capital of Fuyuki City have become brightly lit due to the impact of the secret Holy Grail War, the old capital is still largely dark because of the river between them.
Except for that place where there were tiny dots of flames burning wildly, dyeing the sky orange-red.
"Caster, that place must be the Matou residence, right?"
"That's right. There aren't many good spiritual veins in the old capital. That's the direction of the Matou family."
As Caster gave a positive answer, Roland's face turned confused: "But I haven't exploded yet? How come my ally is gone?"
Roland was very sure that he did not have the ability to make his wishes come true, which meant that something really happened to the Matou family.
He waved his hands quickly, letting the shadows wrap around himself and Caster, and came to the Matou residence.
Unlike when I came here two days ago, the Matou Mansion that stood there with a history of hundreds of years has turned to dust.
He stood in the night, his red pupils staring coldly at the hole in the middle that looked like it had been hit by a meteorite.
Before, this was a luxurious villa, but now, it looks like it was erased with an eraser.
"Master, I don't sense any presence around."
After looking around, caster came to this conclusion.
"The Shadowkhan didn't notice anyone nearby, so it seems they've already left. Judging from the time, it was probably done when Enkidu and Gilgamesh were fighting."
Roland walked to the edge of the pit and looked down. Not to mention the wormhole and the secret room, the foundation of this place was probably flattened.
"Who did it? It's impossible that such a big noise would not be noticed by others."
Caster followed and asked curiously.
Roland stroked his chin and asked, "Caster, is it possible that the attack here was left by the magician?"
"If it was a trace of magic, there's no way I wouldn't notice it at all."
"Well, that means this was left by a Servant. That's interesting..." Roland raised his lips with an inexplicable smile on his face. "Tonight, my ninja soldiers are monitoring all Servants and Masters. So, where did this guy come from?"
"What do you mean?"
Medea understood what Roland meant and frowned.
"There is an eighth Servant."
Roland announced the answer in a cold voice.
Although the rules of the Holy Grail War were as unreliable as paper, Roland still didn't expect that the version of the Fourth War would have such a loophole.
Although other Masters showed their abilities for the Holy Grail War this time, they were basically still within the rules. The only Caster that had the ability to break the rules was in his hands.
So where did this mysterious eighth Servant come from? And why did this guy target the Matou family?
"Although Matou Zouken doesn't have a very good reputation, without knowing the inside story, he will be hated by all the masters for wantonly attacking the homeland of the three major families that are not contestants. Even if he is an outsider, it is too bold."
Roland's mind moved, and the shadow behind him turned into countless thin lines and spread towards the city again.
With neither the Master nor the Servant known, the Shadowkhan could not immediately find clues, so Roland's order to them was to find the person involved.
"Although I don't care about the life or death of that old bug, looking at this indiscriminate bombardment, it seems that he is just venting his power. I'm afraid it won't be easy to kill Matou Zouken. If everything goes well, it won't be long before we know the true identity of the eighth Servant."
Suddenly, Roland's gaze gradually turned to the Enzou Mountain in the distance, as if his sight could penetrate the thick mountains.
His brows gradually furrowed, and a look of alert appeared on his face.
Ever since he was forcibly chosen by the Holy Grail, Roland has always sensed an invisible connection coming from within the Holy Grail.
Roland was very familiar with this feeling.
When he saw Irisviel, the traces of the remaining fire demonic energy in her body gave him the same feeling.
However, the signal just now was not comparable to the traces of demonic energy that could only be detected at close range.
Roland's expression became unusually solemn. Even though that feeling had disappeared and there was no danger around him, Roland would never treat the feeling just now as an illusion.
"Come on, Caster, go back first. I want you to do me a favor."
"At your service, what do you need me to do?"
Roland glanced at Medea, who had stood beside him without him noticing, with a shy and expectant look on her face, and said, "You have a skill called Made of Props, right?"
"Yes," Medea was stunned for a moment, then nodded in confusion, "Although it was only at level B at the beginning, after integrating the legends of later generations, this ability has already reached level A. Basically, I can make items that conform to common sense, such as amulets that increase money luck, and even potions that are close to elixirs of immortality."
This seemingly insignificant ability is the greatest value of the caster. The props made with Medea's ability, if placed in modern times, will become precious gifts that other magicians would love to have. It can be called a walking money printing machine. Even if the master is just an ordinary person, he can be armed by Medea into a master with combat power surpassing that of other magicians.
However, because Roland has no need in this regard, the props currently made by Medea are very fragmentary, and most of them are given to Sakura.
Roland withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stronghold, recalling the call of the Holy Grail.
Although it is incredible and I cannot understand how this was done, but considering the words of the Shendu, the all-around hardworking boss who appears throughout the entire adventure, the possibility of this happening is not zero.
"I want to make a special prop to verify my...guess.