My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

above tall buildings

After Sakusuki left, Emiya Kiritsugu did not take back the gun, but took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, lit it skillfully, let the smoke soak into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled it.

White smoke curled up and dissipated in the air.

Raising his arm, one of the three command spells on the back of his hand dimmed slightly and returned to its original state.

"Use the command curse to protect Master Shuo Yue and kill Lancer... completely."

After Berserker retreats, this strategy is undoubtedly the most reasonable and effective. Even if it cannot kill Lancer, it can still cause him great injuries in a short period of time.

But in the end... Emiya Kiritsugu gave up.

There is no doubt that Saber, who claims to be a knight, will not agree to such behavior, but as long as one more Command Seal is paid, the machine no matter how disobedient it is will run smoothly as if it is lubricated.

But at that time, will he be greeted by Caster's cold spear point, or by Shuoyue, the ruthless blow of the man who trampled Einzbern under his feet?

"Chivalry... turns out to be such a pedantic thing." The man who was still injured sighed softly, "Why can't the Holy Grail also cleanse the memory of the follower?"

Also, the last words left by that young man.

[Tell Kiritsugu that although I don’t expect him to repay his kindness, at least tonight, he can move slower, allowing me to enjoy the magic competition. 】

The coldness that had been seen through spread through my body, and an icy wind blew in the freezing night.

As a killer lurking in the dark, waiting for opportunities, the most taboo thing is for others to see through his actions.

The same goes for Assassin, who was originally lured away by his deception, but came back because of the Master's reminder, almost forcing him to a desperate situation.

...Kotomine Kirei, the man he had been wary of before the war started.

I am still being targeted by him.

The scorching temperature kept approaching, almost scalding his lips. Emiya Kiritsugu threw the burnt cigarette butt out and quietly watched the spark go out.

It's not that he's not a warrior, and he doesn't have the so-called sense of honor. Facing Kotomine Kirei and Sakuzuki, what he has is by no means the joy of meeting an opponent, but fear, a fear of the future.

Can he win the Holy Grail? Can you fulfill your wish?

Is Illya okay? His wife Irisviel…

There was severe pain in his heart, but Emiya Kiritsugu's expression did not even loosen. He just remained silent for a long time before he started to put away his gun and made a decision in his heart.

Tonight.

Plan ahead.

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The dancing cyan fluorescent lights passed through the streets of Fuyuki City.

But at a certain corner, the wind-like motorcycle stopped briefly. When it started again, there was a cute girl in the back seat of the car.

Miyu, who had taken off her formal attire and was wearing a printed kimono, hugged Sakuyue's waist with a look of satisfaction on her face.

"Have you met Kiritsugu?" The young man's laughter came from the front.

Miyu didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

After that, they didn't say much to each other, just quietly enjoying the night breeze.

It's like the years that we briefly had in the past.

After an unknown amount of time, the motorcycle slowly stopped in front of a tall building.

This is currently the highest building in Fuyuki City and the best place to overlook Fuyuki City - the Hyatt Regency Hotel.

Not only is it the highest in altitude, the Hyatt Hotel's hardware facilities and software services are also unparalleled in Dongmu City. It can be called the first sign of the hotel industry. It was of course chosen by the noble "Lord of the Clock Tower" Kenneth as his residence and hotel. Temporary base. As early as one month before his arrival, a vassal of the Archibalud family had reserved the presidential suite on the 32nd floor of the top floor, showing their wealth and wealth.

"This is it, we're here."

Sakuyue got out of the car. Even wearing a kimono did not affect his actions. He held Miyu's hand, and the two figures, one large and one small, wearing printed kimonos, raised their eyes and looked forward.

The handsome man with the tear marks on the corners of his eyes is already waiting here.

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To be honest, Sir Kenneth Elmloy Archibalud did not like this hotel, whether it was the layout style or the furnishings.

From his point of view, the vulgar person who built this suite had no idea what "honor and splendor" meant. It was just a large and inappropriate room, empty of high-priced furniture, and some luxurious and empty decorations. Kenneth, who was born into a noble family, is very sensitive to the exaggerated luxury that ordinary people pursue. This suite is just like that. It has no historical origins and no sense of culture. It's just an ugly pig's nest that uses plagiarized sensibility and has gorgeous decorations on the surface.

But that's all in the past.

At least today, he has no intention of lamenting that a noble knight is gathering dust in such a place. Just like what the ancient eastern country said, 'If the mountains are not high, the gods will be there. ’

No matter how humble the place is, with the magnificent performance of the two magicians, it will become a holy place in the hearts of members of the magic world.

Lancer has been sent downstairs to stand by in advance. No matter what he does, he only needs to ensure that other servants will not interfere. Although his beloved fiancée volunteered and wanted to go downstairs to raid the formation for Kenneth, but in this way There was no need for her to add glory to the matter. As the lord of the Clock Tower, he, Kenneth Elmloy Archibalud, would naturally dedicate the glory of victory to the love of his life.

Feeling the feedback brought by the magic barrier, the blond man known as the "Prodigy" in the clock tower showed a cold smile, picked up a test tube with his white-gloved right hand, and slowly poured the silver liquid in it towards The ground collapsed.

"Fervor, meisanguis. (Boil, my blood)"

After whispering the incantation to activate the magic, the seemingly 100 ml solution began to expand crazily once it left the test tube, and finally expanded into a silver sphere with a diameter of nearly one meter, and then spread in all directions.

This is Kenneth’s trump card and a result he is proud of.

The name of the costume is "Moon Spirit Essence Liquid". It is a unique battle costume created by Kenneth combining his dual attributes of Feng Shui and his best fluid manipulation magic. The essence of the silver sphere is specially treated mercury, and Kenneth can manipulate the mercury at will and shape it into any shape.

Although he has transformed the entire floor into his magic workshop, it does not mean that he will stay in the center of the workshop, waiting for evil guests to come.

The magic costume he is proud of is the magic weapon to win in Kenneth's eyes.

"Come on, let's have a fair fight for the Holy Grail that you and I pursue, risking our glory and our lives!"

Arrogant laughter echoed in the room.