My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Like a ghost.

Facing the young man in front of him, Emiya Kiritsugu could not restrain his hostility.

He is a magician killer. He has taken on many tasks and met many people along the way, but no one has ever been able to force him into this situation. It is as if all his actions have been seen through by others, and all his strategies have been revealed. Know everything.

Even, forced to become a dancing doll in the palm of others.

——This kind of thing should be his right.

This sense of familiarity, like looking at himself in the mirror, not only did not make Kiritsugu lower his guard, but instead made him more nervous because he knew what extraordinary things he would do to achieve his goal.

"An Xin, I don't intend to kill you." The young man said this, walking towards him step by step, "No matter what, Kiritsugu, you and your wife are... people close to me."

"Really?" Emiya Kiritsugu responded calmly, as if he believed it.

The next moment, the young man rose up, holding the projected yellow magic gun, and stabbed the man in front of him in the torso!

Almost at the same time, the magician killer in black kicked his legs and moved at an extraordinary speed, escaping from the attack range of the magic gun.

"Does it have temporary control?" After the assassination failed, Shuo Yue let out a blatant "tsk", without any sense of shame for not practicing martial ethics, "It's really an annoying ability."

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't blame anything. In his values, this kind of assassination was as natural and normal as eating and drinking, but the strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

In the city of Einzbern a year ago, this young man was so calm that it was only now, a year later, that Emiya Kiritsugu gradually discovered something strange about this young man.

Like, so similar, as if they were carved from the same mold.

This was beyond the scope of imitation, almost like his own son who had been taught by Emiya Kiritsugu step by step and inherited all his skills.

To understand this exception.

The source of this anomaly must be understood before the final battle.

With doubts that could not be resolved, Emiya Kiritsugu spoke, and Sakuzuki's voice sounded together.

"I think we need to talk."

Both of them are people who pursue efficiency. After being surprised, they kept a safe distance and tried to talk.

"You..." Emiya Kiritsugu opened his mouth to speak, but the end of the first word was extended endlessly, and he could not weave a complete sentence.

Who are you?

Where did you learn your craft?

what is your purpose?

Any one of these three questions could yield valuable information, but because they were too similar, Emiya Kiritsugu concluded that such questions were destined to have no answers.

It's just that he responded with silence, while Shuo Yue would ramble on and stun people with specious jokes.

What he wanted was not a lie, but the two of them were standing so close, but their hearts were out of reach.

Naturally, Kiritsugu's hesitation would not escape Sakutsu's eyes. He smiled slightly and raised his hand.

The magic light curtain spread out, reflecting the battlefield between Lancer and Saber.

Since they were all wary, it was difficult to speak.

Then find that opportunity for communication. For example, the simplest and most straightforward way is to talk about the topic by looking at pictures——

What did you see from the battle between these two heroic spirits?

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The red spear swept like an angry dragon, and the yellow spear lurked like a poisonous snake.

Two different styles were fully displayed in Lancer's hands. Saber, who was caught between the two schools, was exhausted. Even though she was waving the holy sword that symbolized victory, she was still teetering on the edge of being forced by the two spears.

Can't win.

Strong intuition has reached the conclusion.

If the injury to the arm is not healed.

If it doesn't return to its full glory.

She will be defeated by Lancer.

But if you want to lift the curse on your hand, you must defeat Lancer, but if you want to defeat Lancer, you must lift the curse on your hand... This is an unsolvable knot.

No, there is still a way.

If the goal is not to defeat the Servants, but simply to destroy a certain object...

Intuition gave the answer. At a certain moment, Artoria's holy blue eyes brightened, and the war skirt on her body automatically disintegrated before the spear touched it. The 'magic release' exploded, and the petite (one meter five) The girl swordsman cut straight into the close body of the spearman (1.8 meters), held the hilt of the sword with her backhand, held the holy sword upside down like a dagger, and cut towards Lancer's right arm.

Are you planning to fight with your life if you find that you are no match for me? Although Diarmuid was not frightened, he held the demon-breaking red rose in his right arm and avoided the bottom-up slash of the holy sword at an awkward angle. At the same time, his right arm was closed from the outside in, and he held out the yellow tip of the spear towards Saber as if hugging him.

The closer the hand-to-hand combat was, the more it oppressed the warriors' nerves and tested their instinctive responses. Even Diarmuid subconsciously made the best defense and counterattack, completely unaware of the curling of Saber's lips. A smile of victory.

The silver armor instantly covered her upper body. Although the inevitable Huang Qiangwei could leave irreparable injuries, she could not break the armor woven by magical power. Even a sharp spear would inevitably delay for a moment before destroying the armor. Defense cut open Saber's fair skin.

Blood trickled down, and the pain along with the curse made Saber's eyebrows tremble slightly, but there was no delay in the movements of her hand. Instead, she maintained the posture of holding the holy sword behind her back. The blade collided with the red rose who came back to help, and the hilt Then he hit Lancer's left wrist hard.

"Hmm!" The impact from the outside world oppressed the nerves, and Lancer's palms numbed uncontrollably. The gun blade in his hand fell out and was caught by Saber. Immediately, the girl knight's call rang out.

"Strike Air!!"

The crazy storm swept everything. When Lancer broke through the magical wind field with the Demon-Breaking Spear, Saber had successfully distanced herself.

Although there were scars from the curse on her shoulders and arms, in Saber's left hand, she was holding the source of the curse, Lancer's Noble Phantasm - 'Gae Buidhe' (Destroyed Yellow Rose).

"...Wonderful assault." After a moment of silence, Lancer showed a smile that was mixed with appreciation and bitterness.

This is definitely not a move that can be used in a normal competition. For a warrior, any injury on the body will affect the movement and speed of the move, which is fatal in a technical confrontation.

But precisely because they came as servants, Saber was able to take risks and adopt such risky tactics.

As long as the 'Indestructible Yellow Rose' is broken, the injuries Saber has suffered so far will be restored to the original state. Unless it is a fatal injury such as penetrating the spiritual core, the servant will be almost immortal.

This also means that Lancer Diarmuid, who has lost a weapon, is about to face the top of the three knights at his peak - Knight King Saber.

"Thank you for the compliment, Lancer." Even the tactic that she thought was dangerous was successful, and even Artoria, who had a serious personality, couldn't help but smile slightly.

The 'Destroyed Yellow Rose' was thrown up high, and the golden slash swept across, returning the magic spear to its spirit state. At the same time, the injuries on Saber's body, including the laceration on her left finger, were extremely severe. Return to normal quickly.

Moving his nimble fingers, the King of Knights took a deep breath and grasped the hilt of the holy sword again with both hands.

The invincible momentum was released wantonly, which represented her strong fighting spirit at this time.

"I accept this victory, Lancer!"