Chapter 33 Grandson vs. Grandfather

Who is Matou Zouken?

In terms of seniority, he is the current head of the Tousaka family - Tousaka Tokiomi, a figure of the ancestor generation; even the old man 'Ahad' of the Einzbern family has to call him great grandfather.

In terms of achievements, he is one of the three founders of the Holy Grail War and the inventor of the Command Seals.

It can be said that the cornerstone of the Holy Grail War lies in his creation of the Command Seals!

The greatness of being able to summon servants with the power of a magician and use them as familiars is obvious.

In terms of magical attainments, he was a great magician who lived for more than 500 years and was proficient in countless magic tricks, although most of them had long been forgotten.

however,
It was this kind of person who suffered a Waterloo today.

On the rooftop, Matou Zouken held his crutches tightly with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged like a green snake being roasted in fire.

He failed……

The idea of ​​meeting with Emperor Gaozu of Han became a joke.

Not long ago,
He summoned flying insects, performed the secret of magic, and after making sure they were correct, he released them from his hand and tried to break through from the air.

In just a few moments, the tiny flying insect reached the airspace of the Matou residence at an extremely fast speed, reaching the limit of the talisman shield.

The flying insect that Matou Zouken had placed high hopes on was only in contact with the shield for a second, and was accidentally stepped on to death like an ant that encountered an unexpected disaster.

In the first round, Zouken Matou was defeated.

If there is no way to heaven, is there no way to hell?

Matou Zouken didn't believe it.

He summoned the earthworm, performed a magic trick, and after making sure it was correct, he released it from his hand and tried to break through from underground.

In just a few moments, the tiny earthworm reached the underground of the Matou house, at the limit of the talisman shield, at an extremely fast speed.

After only one second of contact with the shield, the earthworm that Zouken Matou had high hopes for was accidentally stepped on to death like an ant that encountered an unexpected disaster.

In the second round, Zouken Matou was defeated.

After only two rounds of confrontation, Matou Zouken realized the gap.

The plan he implemented seemed extremely naive and he did not have any of the wisdom of a great magician.

But the moves of the strong are often so simple and unpretentious.

The tiny flying insects and the tiny ground insects look fragile and seem like they can be easily crushed to death, but only those who have come into contact with them will understand how much effort and skill Matou Zouken put into them.

And now, the two insects that embodied his hard work and skills and that he had placed high hopes on were stepped on to death by a random kick, just like ants that had encountered an unexpected disaster.

……

Matou Zouken found it hard to accept this result.

Although he knew from the beginning that his opponent this time was Caster, the Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty of the mysterious ancient oriental country and a famous hero in history, but... Matou Zouken did not expect that the gap would be so huge.

It was so great that he, a great magician who had lived for more than five hundred years, had no ability to resist at all.

A lamb to the slaughter, a fish on a sticky plate, these words are the most appropriate to describe his current situation.

The hand holding the crutch tightened again and again, Matou Zouken's brows were squeezed together, and his few teeth pressed against each other, biting each other tightly. Finally, he made a decision and made up his mind.

His empty eyes had color in them, he walked out from his hiding place, stood on the edge of the roof, and fixed his sights on Kenshin Matou who was looking for him.

In the third round, grandfather versus grandson!

……

……

The sun is setting and the temperature is dropping.

Looking up at the white clouds in the sky, Jianchen Matou felt a little annoyed - Ying was still waiting for him. "Your Excellency, Chixiaojian, who accompanied Emperor Gaozu of Han to kill the white snake, please use your divine power to point me in the direction of Jianchen Matou."

Holding the three-foot red sky, Jiantong Jianchen tried to awaken the sword spirit.

But it doesn’t matter... Regardless of whether the Chixiao Sword has a sword spirit or not, it doesn’t matter to him anyway.

Holding the three-foot Chixiao in his hand, looking at the red and dark yellow light emanating from the sword, Jiantong Jianchen pursed his lips slightly.

First of all, he, Kenshin Matou, is now eight years old.

Secondly, it, the Chixiao Sword, is three feet long.

then……

"Please, I am tired of holding your hand. Since I am so sincere, why don't you show me your power?"

And there was no response.

Matou Kenshin rubbed the hilt of the sword slightly with his right hand, and gently swayed the scabbard with his left hand.

He wanted to try to take the sword and cut the scabbard to see what good would happen.

However, this thought only lasted for a moment, and he did not want to commit suicide.

And he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the moment the thought came into his mind, the red light on Chi Xiao's body actually covered up the color of Xuanhuang.

This made him feel a little guilty.

The sound of "buzzing" sounded.

Jianchen Matou was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away.

A life-and-death struggle? A fight between trapped beasts?

——Don't be ridiculous, the current Matou Zouken simply can't break the defense of Matou Kenshin!
Therefore, Jianchen Matou turned very slowly, so slowly that it didn't even look like he was fighting.

"Grandpa," Jian Tong Jianchen's face fell, "You finally got out of the rat hole, otherwise, I would have starved to death first."

"Haha," Matou Zouken said with a smile without any change on his face, "Really? Then I will hide back again, Grandpa?"

He leaned on the crutches with both hands and supported himself on the ground. Although he said this, Matou Zouken had no intention of moving at all.

"Don't do that." Although he knew that the possibility of Matou Zouken hiding back was very small, Matou Kenshin was still anxious, "You don't really intend to starve your only grandson to death, do you?"

"Just listen to my advice. Just stand still and let me give you a good blow. I guarantee that it will be painless and I will send you to the west easily. What do you think?"

Jianchen Matou was in high spirits, he had the advantage, and he had no idea how he would lose with a flying dragon on his face!
Staring at the Chixiao sword in Jianchen Jianchen's hand, Jiantong Zunyan narrowed his eyes and a guess emerged in his mind.

"Jian Chen, you are my grandson after all, and I can't bear to hurt you. How about a deal?"

Leaning on a cane, Matou Zouken showed a "kind look". He often pretended like this during this period, so the switch was natural and quick.

However, the actors who originally cooperated with him in the performance no longer cooperated.

"Ugh—Ugh—Ugh—"

Jianchen Matou bent over and retched.

Fortunately, the lunch he had eaten at noon had been digested, otherwise he would really vomit it out.

"Please don't disgust me, old man. I was able to hold back my vomiting before because my life was in your hands and I had to act according to your mood. But now, hmph..."

Jianchen Matou was speechless, but his expression said it all.

The momentum of attack and defense has already changed.

Matou Zouken's bulging face relaxed. Seeing his grandson's fearless expression, he stopped pretending and said directly:
"So, how about making a deal with Grandpa who is no longer pretending?"

(End of this chapter)