Tribute to the Demon King

...That guy Assassin really ran away, right?

Assassin's breath blocking skill level is too high, even if he is also a Servant, Archer can't be sure whether he is still here or not.

However, if the sneak attack is the premise, it would be too long for him to wait...

No longer trying to maintain his face, Archer's tall and straight body bent down like a sculpture.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts..."

Holding the scorched black wall with one hand, Archer bent down while grinning his bloody stomach.

Frowning, he pulled out the black dagger that had been pierced deeply into his abdomen.Just pulling out the barbed black dagger brought Archer intense pain.

Accompanied by the clang of the last dagger falling to the ground, Archer finally let out a long breath of relief.

At this moment, Archer's ears moved suddenly, and he tilted his head and glanced vigilantly at his side.

The tightly closed door opened suddenly, and Emiya Kiritsugu walked out from it.

His old-fashioned coat was full of rips, and his body was covered in blood but not a single scar could be seen.

"It's unfortunate, it's unfortunate... You, Master, saw this embarrassing appearance."

Archer leaned on the wall, and said to Kiritsugu softly, "Oh no, I was wrong. You are no longer my Master. The Command Seals have been used up, so logically we have nothing to do with each other, right?"

Looking directly at Archer who was talking to himself, Kiritsugu just watched him silently.

To help some, others were killed.

Not to save the world...but simply to make the people around me happy.

Naive hero.Partner of justice.

Ideally, a naive guy...as naive as my boyhood self.

However, if it is him, it should be possible.

No, only he can do it...

"...Archer."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Kiritsugu said softly, "I can trust you, Archer."

Hearing this, Archer was slightly taken aback.

Kiritsugu's originally empty eyes seemed to be filled with something new.

As if realizing something, Archer slowly closed his mouth, and the mocking smile on his face narrowed a bit: "Of course, Master. After all, it's a master-slave battle, so I'll still listen to any orders at the end."

"That's good."

Kiritsugu calmly issued a final order to Archer: "Irisviel can't leave the magic circle anymore, so...she entrusts you to protect her. If you have the ability to act alone...you should be able to do it Bar."

……what?

Archer froze slightly.

He originally thought that Kiritsugu's last wish was to kill Kenneth or Tosaka Tokiomi.It never occurred to him that Kiritsugu's order to himself was such a "useless and weak" order.

If it is just to protect the Holy Grail from being stolen by others, there is no need for a Servant to guard it here in person, as long as he takes Irisviel away.Taking a step back, it would not be a problem to simply take out the formed "Holy Grail Vessel" from Irisviel's lungs.

This is not like Kiritsugu. Archer wondered for a moment whether Assassin had given him wrong orders by disguising himself as Kiritsugu.

But subconsciously, Archer's tone softened a lot.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

As if joking, Archer promised in a low voice: "It just so happens that my poor life can still play around for a few more days."

Kiritsugu nodded, passed by Archer without a second thought, and was about to leave.

The moment he passed by, his footsteps paused slightly, and he whispered as if talking to himself: "If possible... let Ai Li end up as a human being."

Looking at the back of this reborn man, Archer raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Author's message:

Chapter 2...so tired...

Continue to code... I feel that Chapter 3 is a bit suspended for three hours... I will try my best, you guys go to bed first...

Chapter 85 Like Heaven

When Irisviel opened her eyes again, what caught her eyes was darkness.

She panicked and thought she had lost her eyesight—then the light of the flashlight suddenly lit up for a moment, although it only shone on the ground, it still dazzled her eyes slightly.

"The fire brigade came and the fire has been extinguished."

A somewhat familiar man's voice sounded in front of her: "The basement here is connected to the first floor by ventilation ducts. The air is theoretically sufficient, but it's better not to use the fire to lure the rescuers over—by the way, Do you know who I am?"

"...Archer?"

Weak, Irisviel asked.

With the light of that moment just now, she could see the face of the man squatting in front of her more or less clearly.

As if suddenly realizing something, she suddenly became flustered: "Wait, since you're here, then Kiritsugu..."