Multiverse: Starting With Killer Queen

Although Roland is not a magician and has no access to news about the Holy Grail War, he can still judge the time nodes based on the information in the plot.

Even without the ability to gain a Stand, this little obstacle can be easily resolved.

In the new city that is described as clean and pale, gorgeous but without personality, and composed of modern buildings made of soulless steel, glass, and paint, which is completely different from the nostalgic mountain cities of the past and is like a modern steel jungle, there are also things to be proud of.

That is the Hyatt Regency Fuyuki City. It is not only the tallest building in Fuyuki City, but also the best. Even the citizens of Fuyuki who are full of nostalgia for history will still show admiration when mentioning this hotel.

The business suites there are often vacant, and it is easy to find out that the next floor has been booked.

In addition, go to church to pray regularly, check the frequency of a certain Mapo priest's appearances in daily life, and pay attention to whether there is any news about the head of the famous Tosaka family appearing in various large-scale public events in Fuyuki City. As long as this stupid method has execution ability, it will be much better than deliberately asking people.

However, the first people to learn the news were related people like Tohsaka Aoi. In order to avoid causing any unnecessary suspicion, Roland did not intentionally look for the traces of the Tohsaka mother and daughter. He did not expect to get such a pleasant surprise while working part-time.

"Well, it's time to prepare for the move. According to Tohsaka Aoi, it will probably be around next week."

Roland bit his nails unconsciously, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy.

Although he had no interest in the Holy Grail War and did not want to disrupt his peaceful life, Roland was still collecting traces of the Contracted Spirits, whether for maintenance or for future considerations.

As for how to find it, it is not a difficult task. The Contract Spirit is not a natural product, but a creation of the Key of All Spirits. Without the knowledge and help provided by the Key of All Spirits, it is impossible to successfully establish a contract with the Contract Spirit, or even digest his power.

The escaped spirit will follow its instinct and attach itself to objects or creatures that attract it. If it's an object, it's still okay, as at most it will gradually devour the user and drive him crazy, but if it attaches itself to a creature, it's very dangerous.

If the inspiration is lower, you will probably just often hear invisible whispers, and won't be able to utilize the power of the spirit. At most, you will gain some knowledge from other worlds that you can't understand, and finally develop twisted obsessions and gradually go crazy. This ending is not too bad.

What is truly terrifying is those 'lucky ones' who are very compatible with the price of the contract spirit and have higher inspiration. While borrowing the power of the contract spirit, their own souls and essences will be polluted by this power between life and death. Those who are luckier will just lose their own personality and become unreasonable lunatics. Those who are unlucky will directly become twisted monsters and even cause a disaster that affects the entire world.

But until now, Roland has not obtained any information about abnormal phenomena. Under the pretext of getting familiar with the environment, he has already visited several famous scenic spots during the fixed walking time in the past few days.

Pretending to be a tourist to visit Ryuudou Temple, he accidentally passed by the vicinity of Tohsaka and Matou's residences, and even took the time to take a walk in the suburbs. The Key of All Souls was still silent and did not give any information.

This can only mean two things. Either the escaped spirit was very weak and the impact it caused was minimal. Or, it had already caused a huge impact, resulting in Roland being unable to access the information due to information asymmetry and environmental reasons.

No matter how you look at it, this is not exciting news, but since the place where the Key of All Spirits crossed over is here, it proves that the main trace left by the Qi Ling is this city.

"In other words, is it possible that the Contract Spirit has possessed one of the Masters of this Holy Grail War?"

Roland sighed and felt a headache.

If it is not necessary, I really don't want to get involved in these things. Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. The rest of the things will be left to me to worry about tomorrow.

Looking at the store manager who was walking over with a slightly thick envelope, Roland smiled calmly but expectantly.

Today, he has something more important to complete quickly.

...

On the street late at night, a tall, yellow-haired young man crushed the empty bottle in his hand, and threw it aside fiercely as if to vent his anger.

"Damn old man, you didn't die a happy death, and you still want to cause trouble for me? Those stubborn guys from the Fujimura Group are also a bunch of idiots. The house clearly belongs to me, but they refused to let me exchange it for money because of a dead man's request. And they asked me to cherish it?"

Having said that, as if something unpleasant had come to mind, the yellow-haired young man angrily opened a new can of beer and gulped it down.

In Miyama Town, he is considered a well-known figure, although in a negative sense. In this depressed society, there are many idle people, but when it comes to bastards, in the sense of ordinary people, he is second to none.

He was idle, bullied the weak, indulged in alcohol, sex, money and violence, and squandered most of the family fortune, causing his mother to pass away on her sickbed. After being kicked out of the house, within two years he returned home with a pile of debts - and a group of ferocious debt collectors.

For this reason, his elderly father had to sell the family's last assets, leaving behind only the ancestral home that had been passed down for generations, and then he passed away suddenly. Even his funeral was funded by his friends.

It is ironic that this wealthy family was not greatly affected by the bursting of the bubble economy, but was torn apart by its own heirs in just a few years.

But it was obvious that this incident did not bring any extra impact to the yellow-haired young man, and he was still immersed in the joy of his unexpected wealth.

Although the real estate industry is already in decline, this old house is an ancestral property with a good location and area, so it is considered to be in high demand and can be sold at a very good price.

After hastily putting it up for sale, the yellow-haired young man finally realized the impact of the past, because the price of the house itself meant that the people who would buy it were destined to be people with a certain social status, and those people, in Fuyuki City, which was neither big nor small, paid more attention to the issue of face.

No one was willing to take over this notorious hot potato. Even after the yellow-haired young man gritted his teeth and was prepared to lose several percent and sell it to the Fujimura Group, the largest underworld group in Fuyuki City, at a very attractive price, the other party rejected him mercilessly.

None of these buyers could make him act tough, so in the end, he could only drink cheap cans of beer alone on the roadside.

"Meow," At this moment a black cat walked slowly across the top of the wall with light steps. It seemed that because it smelled too much of alcohol, it made a somewhat disgusted sound.

The yellow-haired young man, who was in a rage, was undoubtedly enraged.

"Damn it, everyone looks down on me, even a cat like you dares!" Young man Huang threw the beer can in his hand fiercely, but because he had only drunk less than half of it, he misjudged the weight and the can only hit the cat's feet.

The frightened cat rushed forward like an arrow, leaving behind the yellow-haired young man who had just stood up and couldn't find his balance for a while because of being drunk.

Then - the frightened black cat ran straight into the young man who had just walked out from the corner.

To the yellow-haired young man's expectation, although it looked like the cat didn't react at all, the young man's hand seemed to be possessed by something incredible. He accurately grabbed the back of the cat's neck and lifted it up.

Roland squinted his eyes, subconsciously protecting the bag in one hand and holding the cat with the other hand. He looked at the man and the cat in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"So, what is this situation?"

Even though it was lifted in the air, the cat did not seem panicked. Instead, it licked its paws comfortably, rubbed its head against Roland's hand obediently, and made joyful noises.

"Meow--"