My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 98 Your body——entrusted to me!

Mysterious, hypocritical, and dangerous, you must be vigilant. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

This was Emiya Kiritsugu's first impression of the young man Sakuzuki.

But today, the man in the coat looked at the calm figure who had not moved from beginning to end, and silently revised his view of him in his heart.

Hypocrisy, mystery, danger, sharing the same path but not following the same path must be eliminated.

In order to prevent Kenneth from shouting to attract the followers, Emiya Kiritsugu quietly set up a soundproof barrier.

However, the barrier itself released by magic is a dangerous signal - Shuo Yue, who is quite accomplished in magic, will inevitably find abnormalities around him.

Therefore, Emiya Kiritsugu's behavior was almost obvious. He admitted that he was gambling, but more of it was based on speculation about the battle situation.

First, Sakatsuki borrowed Saber in front of Irisviel.

Didn't he know that Eri would definitely inform her husband about this and give him Emiya Kiritsugu?

Secondly, it was obvious that he could move the position or wrap the stronghold with a magic barrier, but this young man remained indifferent.

Does he want to witness the ridiculous victory or defeat between the two servants, or is he waiting for the real character to enter?

Once Saber enters the battle, it is impossible for him as the Master not to be able to sense it. Through the causal line with the servant, Emiya Kiritsugu can easily find this place - isn't this the purpose of this young man Sakusuki?

He was sure that Emiya Kiritsugu would not give up an opportunity that would make both his master and his servants withdraw.

It's just that I can't do it myself, so I just borrow a knife to kill someone... Really, there must be a limit to hypocrisy.

Touching the cigarette case in his pocket, Kiritsugu suppressed his craving for cigarettes, but still sighed deeply.

This feeling of looking in the mirror is really terrible, especially when I am being treated as the knife.

Kenneth on the side had already raised his arms, but the next moment, the change in air pressure made Kiritsugu raise his eyes and look forward.

The young man was no longer visible on the seat.

After a brief silence, Emiya Kiritsugu pressed the earphones without hesitation.

"Do it, now!"

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The effect of the command spell was so fast that almost as soon as Kenneth finished reciting it, the tip of Lancer's spear was already close to his heart.

Even Saber, who had A-level intuition in front of him, had no time to react and could only watch as Lancer ended his life in the next second.

But there was a figure that moved faster than any other. In other words, the moment the Master issued the order, he had already taken action——

"Zheng!" The two guns were blown away by the two knives. The young man with white hair and golden eyes had no expression on his face, and stabbed a colorful dagger that looked like lightning into Diarmuid's chest first!

"Sakuyue, you!" Saber had not recovered from Lancer's suicide action, and fell into a new round of shock.

Diarmuid, on the other hand, seemed to realize something. Regardless of the fact that there was a dagger stuck in his chest, he turned around and ran in the direction of his master, Kenneth.

"My lord——"

But it was already too late, a gunshot came earlier than him.

The bullet hit her forehead. Sora Wu didn't even say any more words and stopped breathing. Blood mixed with unknown substances flowed down from the hole in her forehead, staining her beautiful face.

It was not Kenneth who died, but his beloved fiancée Sorawu.

The killer was not Emiya Kiritsugu, but Maiya Kuu who was holding a sniper rifle on another building hundreds of meters away.

As for Kenneth, he didn't even need to waste a bullet. His complexion was distorted the moment the command spell was activated, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and his soul boiled like boiling water.

The Lord of the Clock Tower opened his mouth, but couldn't squeeze out even a single sound, and his face looked as ferocious as an evil spirit.

[The conditions have been met and the self-enforcement certificate has been established. 】

[The conditions have been violated, Lancer did not win the second battle. 】

[Self-imposed certificate: Kiritsugu is born...]

[Self-enforcement certificate·Shuoyue has violated it, and the punishment will be implemented. 】

[The contract with Lancer is terminated, Kenneth's identity as master is cancelled, and the orders conflict. 】

[Self-imposed certificate: Kiritsugu has not taken effect. 】

"boom!"

This time, Diarmuid clearly saw the man in black pull the trigger, decisively ending his master's suffering.

It was not an act of mercy, but a callous act to stifle any possibility.

"You... despicable person!"

The pain in his chest was like bad wine. In the drunken rage, Diarmuid roared like a storm and stabbed the red tip of his spear towards Emiya Kiritsugu.

The evil wind blew against his face, but Emiya Kiritsugu had no expression on his face. The command spell on the back of his hand had quietly turned into two lines at some point.

"Command my Servant with the Command Seal!"

The new wind swept behind it, and the golden holy sword of the King of Knights once again met Chief Fiona's magic spear.

"Saber!"

"Sorry, Lancer." The blond girl lowered her eyes dejectedly. With her A-level magic power, she could have blocked the restraints of the command spell, but Irisviel's gentle smile flashed through her mind, making her give up. The restraint of power.

"No matter what, Emiya Kiritsugu is my...Master."

He is also the man that Irisviel loves deeply.

There was so much reluctance and helplessness in that tone.

Not only because she had to protect this despicable enemy, but also because the handsome spearman in front of her had emitted golden spirit seeds uncontrollably.

Even though the magical dagger in his chest saved him from the humiliation of suicide, after losing the supply of magic power, Lancer still moved towards the terminal end uncontrollably.

The body that made up his current world, the carrier of his noble will, was gradually disintegrating.

After all, they couldn't finish the final battle.

"Ah..." Diarmuid's eyes looked at Kenneth and Soraw who had lost their lives. The anger of revenge had been extinguished, replaced by sadness.

This was the second time he was murdered by his master, and it was also the first time he tasted the bitter pill of being late for an escort. Demuludo only wanted to overturn the unfortunate ending, so he accepted the call and came to this world again from the Throne of Heroes. However, the final result for him was just the recurrence of past tragedies, or even worse - he tasted it again That dark despair and sorrow.

"You people...that's all..."

The abominable man had disappeared into the darkness, and the dissipating spearman was half-kneeling on the ground, a low and hoarse voice escaping from his throat.

"Do you really want to win! Do you really want to get the Holy Grail! You even trample on me...the only wish in my heart...aren't you people ashamed at all!?"

The King of Knights lowered her head in silence, bearing Lancer's resentment for not distinguishing between friend and foe on behalf of her Master.

"Unforgivable...I will never forgive you! You dead people who are obsessed with fame and fortune and trample on the dignity of knights...use my blood to stain your dreams! May the Holy Grail be filled with curses! May your dreams bring disaster! When you fall When you enter the abyss of hell, remember the wrath of me, Demuludo!”

The two servants did not notice that behind them, there was a young man with golden eyes. He had suppressed the guilt in his heart and calmly raised his hand with the same three famous command spells.

"Declare!"

"Your body - give it to me!"

On the night after the exam, I had to overturn the previous outline and rewrite it, and I also had to code words. What kind of suffering is this in the world QAQ...