Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

His appearance looked particularly miserable.

Needless to say, stains and dust, most of the clothes were stained red with his own blood, and the wound on the lost right arm gradually turned black, which seemed to have a tendency to develop in the direction of curse poison.

Whether it's magic power or mental strength, it's all consumed seventy-eighty-eightly.

But Kenneth still held on stubbornly and did not pass out happily.

He lifted his eyes slightly, his eyes fixed on the front.

Broken corridors and rooms have been integrated.

Bathed in the raging fire and the ruins together, the two figures entwined with a strange atmosphere stalemately opposed each other.

On one side is a goddess who is as brilliant as a gem.

On one side is the combination of brilliance and divinity, the great hero who holds the spear tightly.

In such a harsh environment, it did not affect the two sides in the slightest.

The fire can't get close, and the dust retreats on its own.

A divine incarnation descended on the world—nothing more than that.

"It really surprises me. Would an existence like you be interested in mortal treasures?"

Karna stood in front of Kenneth, not only obstructing Assassin's sight, but also indirectly dissolving her idea of ​​killing her.

The holy spearman looked indifferent, and even with so many changes, it was difficult to stir his emotions.

Sharp eyes accompanied by words sent to the at least female.

Assassin... Or rather, Kama frowned.

He seems to be very dissatisfied with the current situation.

"Karna, are you going to hurt me? I remember that you have always been a good baby, so you shouldn't choose to go against me, the gods you admire, right?"

"I'm not interested in what you want to do. It's a first-class trouble anyway. I believe that even if you leave it alone, someone will take care of you, or fail for some wonderful reason. From this point of view, I personally don't think it's necessary to hinder you."

"—However, if what you are going to do includes killing my master, then I can only use this gun to appeal to you as a god. On the contrary, I think you will also give I'm satisfied with the answer, right, God Kama?"

Perhaps it was a speech without a trace of malice.

However, Karna's gentle yet sharp words pierced Kama's heart like a thorn.

Kama's eyes twitched, and his facial expression gradually became unpleasant.

"So, I have nothing to say with a single-strand warrior like you. I will give you one last chance to sign a contract with me, so that I will let that magician go."

"..."

Karna did not respond immediately.

Looking away from Kama, he turned to a corner beside him.

Seemingly inconspicuous, the floor was piled with flames and gravel.

A human hand lay quietly.

That's Kenneth's missing arm.

But the arm itself was secondary, and what Kama wanted was the Command Spell on the back of his hand.

With this, Karna can be forcibly contracted.

Karna knows this too.

When he arrived at the scene, he cut off the curse on Kenneth in time, and successfully prevented Kama from taking the broken arm in the curse.

But he didn't grab the broken arm either.

This is also why the two sides did not engage in a fierce confrontation, and neither side retreated, but chose to continue the confrontation.

This broken arm is very important to either side.

It cannot be allowed to fall into the opponent's hands, nor can it be destroyed.

The situation is in a very delicate situation.

But this stalemate will soon come to an end.

Because the middle and upper floors of this hotel are about to collapse.

Once the floor collapses, it is very likely to cause the broken arm to be damaged.

At that time, a bloody battle is bound to unfold.

However, according to this development, Karna's situation will be very bad.

Although the causal link with Kenneth is still there, there is no effective mana supplement.

Just to exist here will consume a lot of magic power.

When the battle begins, not only must he regain the broken arm, but he must also be distracted to protect the seriously injured Kenneth.

This was even worse for Karna.

"You don't have much time, continue to drag it on, maybe before the warm-up is over, you will return to the Hall of Valor. I will see who will protect that magician."

Kama snorted coldly.

Apparently he also realized that the situation was in his favor.

Anger is anger, but not panic at all.

However, she underestimated Kenneth's determination.

"Lancer...destroy the broken arm, take me away!"

Leaning against the corner, the extremely weak blond magician murmured.

Although the sound was small, it couldn't escape the Servant's ears at all.

"—!"

Kama opened his eyes wide and looked at Kenneth with some incredible eyes.

Does this guy know what he's talking about?

The broken arm is there, the contract is there.

If the Broken Arm and the Command Spell are destroyed, then the contract is over.

Without the Command Spell, the Master would lose the only means of restraining the Servant.

But if it was Karna.

Even if there is no Command Spell, presumably he will not betray.

etc--

Are you planning to re-contract?

suddenly.

A guess flashed in Kama's mind.

I have died.Unused Command Spells will be recovered by the Holy Grail and assigned to new Masters as appropriate.

Kenneth might just want to become the Master again in this way.

As for her, the bamboo basket was empty.

This trip is equivalent to running in vain.

Think of this.

Her eyes turned cold.

"It won't let you succeed!"

The mud shadows underfoot bloom like mandala flowers.

The battle is imminent!

On the other hand, the corners of Karna's mouth twitched slightly.

This time the situation was reversed.

Although there is no substantial gain, the initiative is in our own hands.

that's enough.

As a pure martial artist, he can only prove his worth in battle.

Kama waved his hand.

The mud shadow tentacles under his feet were immediately divided into three parts, and they attacked Kenneth, Karna, and... Broken Arm.

This is a 'Which one' multiple choice question.

Karna's answer is all of them.

No hero sacrifices some to save more.

Some people may say that this is not realistic.

But precisely because it is unrealistic, the hero is the embodiment of the miracle.

A small amount of magic power was injected into the tip of the gun, and with just one wave, the smoke and dust of the entire floor were evacuated.

Divine flame burns the mud shadow.

Not a single bit of residue was left.

"Tsk!"

Kama had no choice but to do it himself.

While entangling Karna with the defective derivative of power—various strange phenomena, he moved toward the position of the broken arm.

Karna didn't seem to see it, despite the many curses, even breaking through the defense of the golden armor, which had a certain impact on the body, but he still ignored it and slammed the spear in his hand.

Target - Kama!

"—!??!!?!?!?!?!?"

For an instant.