[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette.

He was currently on the terrace of Einzbern Castle, thinking about the progress of the Holy Grail War.

Not Europe, but the suburbs of Fuyuki.

For the sake of the Holy Grail War, Einzbern used magic to move the castle to the dense forest on the outskirts of Fuyuki. If ordinary people found out about such a grand gesture, they would definitely think it was haunted, right?

Such an approach has practical significance.

Like Tohsaka Matou, he is the "Founding Three Houses", and the barriers surrounding Einzbern Castle are all precise objects with a keen sense of magic power. Except for Assassin, it is absolutely impossible for other Servants to sneak into the castle without being discovered. .

After all, the Servant itself is the crystallization of magic power.

The current situation is that Lancer and Caster have retired, and the remaining five knights have their own difficulties.

Emiya Kiritsugu exhaled smoke rings, watching the gray-white smoke gradually drifting into the air, and being in close contact with the cold November wind, it seemed that he was quite awake.

How long will this situation continue?

The decisive battle is not far away.

Archer's attack method is almost impossible to decipher. Tohsaka Tokiomi is stuck in his bungalow, and there is no opening for him to exploit; Tong Yanye discovered some of his arrangements, and destroyed all kinds of surveillance around Matong's residence; Rider's residence could not be found, and there were no traces in hotels and hotels. Reverse tracking was impossible, and the other party took an empty road; Assassin——

Kotomine Kirei.

Emiya Kiritsugu flicked the cigarette ash.

This man, whom he was inexplicably afraid of just reading the information, was hiding in the Holy Church and manipulating the assassin in the dark, and he was probably an ally of Tohsaka Tokiomi.

The one who connects the two parties has ruled out all the impossibilities, leaving only the old priest, the supervisor Kotomine Risei...

Is it a deal between the Holy Church and the Magic Association?

Good thing he's dead.

Kiritsugu's eyes were indifferent.

The biggest contributor to Caster's exit was naturally Saber. After that, Kiritsugu went to the church to receive the Command Seals as a reward.

After that, he killed the old priest and cut off the arm full of stigmata.

There was no trembling in the fingers.

War does not require standardized means, as long as it is victorious.The Holy Grail is the universal wish-making machine.As long as he wins, his wish will come true, and there will be eternal peace in this world from now on.

In order to achieve this goal, no matter what kind of sacrifice is worthwhile.

At this moment, Kiritsugu was like a martyr.It may be too glorified to say so, but in a way, this is reality.

Emiya Kiritsugu killed his father when he was a child, and killed a woman who could be called his mother when he was a child. Although there were good reasons every time, his actions were undoubtedly to save more lives, but with With the departure of those close to him, the part that was originally a "person" was gradually stripped from his body.

Kiritsugu, who has traveled around the world, has seen too many wars, and when his wish gradually formed, he learned of the existence of the Holy Grail.

Eight years ago, Kiritsugu married Einzbern, and also qualified for the Holy Grail War.

"Ellie..."

Kiritsugu murmured his wife's name unconsciously, that girlish young woman was always innocent and pure, generous and gentle, and always supported him and tolerated him, even though he knew that she was created by Einzbern for the Holy Grail War An artificial human, but Kiritsugu really loves her.

Seems to be cursed.

Emiya Kiritsugu has always spent her life losing relatives. Irisviel looks healthy now, but with enough Servants dying, she will "die" as the Holy Grail War progresses.

If the Universal Wishing Machine is the greater Holy Grail, Irisviel is the lesser Holy Grail.

The purpose of the artificial human in Einzbern has been determined at the design stage, and the body and spirit will be produced in the best condition according to the purpose. She is a guarantee to prevent problems with the summoning of the Great Holy Grail. She has absorbed the previous Holy Grail. Lessons from lost wars.

This is the last time.

Hope Elle is having fun.

Emiya Kiritsugu twitched the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to show a soft smile but failed in the end, he turned on the phone and logged into the browser.

As a rebel among magicians, Kiritsugu's acceptance and control of modern technology is higher than that of other Masters - as it should be.

Who wrote the video recording sent to his mailbox?

In any case, this shows that among the remaining Servants and Masters, there are also those who are quite proficient in this...the possibility of being the Master is higher.

Should it be said that his deduction was wrong or that he hit it right?

Elan is indeed the Master now.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the Fuyuki News, the recent fiery carnival was in it, he swiped his finger and clicked on the relevant forum link.

Someone is streaming today's official event.

Kiritsugu clicked in with a dispensable mood, the video buffered for a while, and the image of Irisviel suddenly appeared.

what are you playing?

Kiritsugu continued to watch, and found that his wife was playing the role of a princess in a stage play, and both the brave man and the devil expressed their admiration for her, which seemed to be a fake show.

"..."

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Although I don't doubt my wife's heart, it is very sad to encounter such a situation.

Smoked out.

Kiritsugu suddenly wanted to light another one.

At such times—

What about Saber?

Saber appeared soon.

Kiritsugu looked at the brave King of Knights, and had to admit that his image and temperament fit the character very well.The live broadcast was from a certain netizen. Besides the performance on stage, his camera would occasionally turn to Irisviel, who was sitting back in the auditorium. His delicate face was full of excitement.

Just be happy.

Kiritsugu thought like this, continued to watch those few shots, and inadvertently saw Berserker's appearance.

He suddenly had a premonition.

The Magician Killer exited calmly, swiped the screen to browse the hot posts, and found Archer and Rider as expected, the former because he participated in mysterious activities, and the latter because he was the highest in the audience.

Have all the Servants gone to play?

Even if the Holy Grail War is held at night by default, it's too loose. He just let Ari go out with Saber to make her happy in the last time. The other Servants...

There is no tension at all.

carnival.

Theater venues.

Eran and Tsuna, who have no sense of tension -- the demon king and prince received a warm welcome when they first appeared on the stage.Not flowers and applause, but a stiller air, testifying to the concentration of the audience.

Not like humans.

This was how everyone felt about the Demon King on stage.

"—What is the deepest desire in your heart?"

The Demon King looked at the prince casually, the corners of his lips curved into a smile that was not a smile, and the gorgeous voice spread through the venue with the existence of the portable microphone, it was very clear, but it was like a whisper in the ear.

The lines have all changed.

Both the narrator and the host were calm.

No matter how you look at it, the actors who play the prince and the hero are very reliable types. The actors who play the devil and the prince are friends, so there should be a tacit understanding, right?

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you smash it.

Gangji was stunned.

This does not seem to be a randomly changed line, but a real question from Iori. ——If you could get the Holy Grail, what would your wish be?

Unlike other Servants, Ruler has no purpose of its own.

The appearance of this class is only to maintain the normal progress of the Holy Grail War, but as Tsunayoshi himself, of course he can have a wish.

This is on stage.

Tsuna did not forget this.

Under the gaze of the audience, the prince smiled.

It was a very warm expression.

Strangely, the original appearance of the demon king crushed the prince, and the black background added a bit of fit to him, but after the prince smiled, the gap was suddenly smoothed out.

Soft and inclusive.

There was not a single trace of haze.

The big screen on the stage shows the expressions of the actors. The official has spent a lot of money to give the audience a good experience. Now, the rivalry between the prince and the devil is shown on it.

The auditorium was completely silent.

A few girls who had just found their place and walked in were startled by the atmosphere, and hurriedly moved lightly to the empty seats, and sat down lightly.

The devil's voice became hoarse, he leaned slightly, and stroked the prince's cheek.

There were inhaling sounds one after another in the stadium.

Japan's masculinity has a long history.

For a while, this fashion was popular in a certain country that Japan regards as a kingdom across the sea, and Japan, which is accustomed to imitating, has also learned it.

At first, this kind of behavior was regarded as "elegant", a fashion among nobles and ministers, and it could be said to be a status symbol. However, in the Warring States period, men's style prevailed, and there were stories among colleagues of each samurai group.

The Demon King was not disturbed in the slightest.

To the prince instead of the princess, he still said provocative lines: "Don't smile at others, dear prince."

The devil spoke in a leisurely manner, affectionate and at the same time extremely cold, "Keep in mind," he dragged out his voice, and said meaningfully, "You are my property."

The slender, white fingers slid down and clasped the prince's chin forcefully.

Unfortunately, no trace will be left.

Today, the opponent's physical fitness is quite different from before.

The devil thought regretfully, let go of the prince who looked soft no matter how he looked, leaned back on the sofa again, and lazily said: "Nod."

He jokingly made his voice silky, exuding a strong temptation, "Be good."

Out of the corner of the demon king's eye, he looked at the brave man.

Saber, who didn't know when to insert the plot because of the line change, took this as a signal from Berserker, raised her right hand clinging to the sword, and raised her head forward to enter the stage——

The devil raised his foot and put it between the prince's legs.

Auditorium: "..."

Saber: "..."

Teammate*2+Scenery Tree+Host+Narrator: "..."

This is going against the sky!

Unexpectedly, what they want to watch/participate in is a story of 18 bans.

Gangji could hardly hold on anymore.

Even if he himself knows that the foot is only on the edge of the pocket, and it is clearly displayed on the big screen, but people have to make up their minds, you can't stop it.

Good hearing brings feedback from the audience——

"It's so cute."

"The devil king is so handsome!"

"Sofa boom! Boom boom!"

"Are they a couple? Sure!"

"I didn't touch the key parts at all, okay, what kind of eyes..."

"Is the prince hard?"

……

Gangji almost choked.

Girls these days are really... admirable.Maybe it was like this before, but he couldn't hear the sound from such a distance before.

Unable to judge whether Yagami is playing tricks or deliberately playing tricks, Tsunayoshi thought for a second, then turned to look at Saber for help.So far, he has not said a word, and hopes that this state will continue.

Gang Ji is not interested in performing for others. His desire can be expressed when he is alone, not in public.

If it's just the prince's wish, you can just say protect the people/strengthen the country/marry a beautiful princess, right?

But Tsuna doesn't want to cheat.Under Yagami's gaze, he couldn't treat this as a pure stage play.Something flickered in those pure black eyes——

Brave and his teammates arrived at the scene.

Female Warrior: "Evil Lord, your path is destruction!"

Male mage: "Let go of the prince!"

Brave: "Come here according to the king's order, Your Highness, please rest assured."

High judgment.

Male mage: "..."

Feeling like an illiterate.

The official props prepared for the devil is a staff with a very elegant appearance. Of course, if Elan had chosen armor, it would have been matched with a "heavy" sword.

The weapon is of course plastic, and the goose-egg-sized gemstones inlaid on it are naturally fake, but they can't be seen from a distance.

——It should have been like this.

Elan picked up the staff in a good mood, and the male mage, who had thought hard about the new lines for a while, jumped out immediately, "Scream in the flames!"

This time he finally remembered to press the button, and the wand, which couldn't stand the comparison in appearance or inside compared to the devil, gave off a faint blue light.

Male mage: "..."

Obviously, his setting is a water mage.

There were scattered laughter from the audience.

The devil glanced lazily at the three people who broke in, and didn't even intend to stand up. To be precise, he ignored them.

Handing the staff to the prince, the devil asked, "Do you like it?"

Gang Ji also found something wrong.

Gems are real!

As a mafia godfather who is used to luxury goods, even if he has not specially studied treasure appreciation, such an atmosphere is enough to cultivate the ability to distinguish between authenticity and falsehood.

With such size and fineness, it can be used as the finale item at a top auction, but it will be placed on a prop?

Gangji pondered.

The male mage who was ignored felt insulted, picked up the staff again in the posture of holding a sword, and said emotionally: "You..."

Blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

Confused all over the place.

what's the situation?An ingenious way to die?

Saber and Gang Ji stepped forward at the same time, with serious expressions, while the Demon King quickly explained the facts: "Call the hospital and the police station, quickly."

Xiaolan has already practiced and dialed quickly.

Now everyone knew what had happened, screams sounded unconsciously, the timid ones trembled, the bold ones—

Conan has already run onto the stage swiftly.

"What's up with him?"

Saber, who was closest and supported the other party, sighed, "He's dead."

The female soldier kept retreating, sat down on the ground, and said incoherently, "How, how could..."

Elan looked at Conan meaningfully.

A famous detective like Mori Kogoro has a lot of fans, including black fans, who claim that his idol is possessed by the god of death, and he dies wherever he goes. Elan saw this joke when he checked the information, but he didn't take it to heart. But now I kind of believe it.

For him, the real God of Death is Conan.

Except for the Ryunosuke Yusheng case that already existed, both yesterday and today happened in the presence of Conan, if this is just a coincidence——

There are so many coincidences that are comparable to abilities.

It appears to be a passive skill.

The police arrived quickly.

The carnival is the focus of law and order. Although the murder case that happened in the coffee shop yesterday was resolved on the spot, it still affected the image of the city. Today it came again, and the criminal police looked very gloomy.

The forensic doctor quickly checked the cause of death and other circumstances, and the leading captain asked the people present to understand the situation.

Both stage and backstage are suspect.

The three non-humans cooperated flatly, and the man with glasses was found fainted in the tree. Everyone had a new understanding of his courage.

After waking up, the man with glasses was still flustered, looking undecided, and brought out the lady who claimed to be in physical pain when questioned.

The captain of the criminal police confirmed: "You don't know the deceased?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Conan has confirmed that the deceased was poisoned, and the forensic doctor has also reached this conclusion.Compared with the captain of the criminal police who is still going around among the various suspects, Conan has the advantage of being able to rule out three first.

Yagami, Sawada, and a girl called "Saber" by her companions.

Live broadcast stopped.

Emiya Kiritsugu put down the phone.

This little thing won't bring trouble to Allie, but it will definitely affect her mood.

Why do people always fight?Even if you are not in a war-torn area, people will be killed.

He must have the Holy Grail.

Elan silently removed the gem from the staff, and cast an illusion to create the illusion of a plastic inlay.There is no way to change it. The gems in the dark god's treasury are stronger than this one, and it will be a disadvantage if it is changed.

Tsuna noticed his small movements and looked over curiously.

Elan blinked and motioned to talk later.

Such a distance is enough for the Master and Servant to establish a spiritual connection, but Elan needs to check the Internet to confirm his guess.

The two sat on the black sofa that was obviously not prepared for a single person, Saber and Irisviel who came after Conan sat on the other side, which was the special seat on the stage, and the four of them just sat together, Then there is a strange feeling.

It seems that the level of the entire stage has been raised a lot.

The investigation was proceeding in an orderly manner. When the police determined that the deceased was poisoned by potassium cyanate, Elan and the others basically cleared the suspicion.

Since there is no need to drink water and eat like ordinary people, the three of them did not touch the water and jujube cakes provided there when they were backstage.

Things end quickly.

In view of the fact that no matter whether you use an anesthetic needle to put Sonoko into a deep sleep and explain it yourself, or explain it directly, it is tantamount to putting "I have a problem" in front of Saber and Irisviel—what if it is noticed?Thinking of this, Conan wisely found a corner to text Elan to write the evidence, hoping that the other party could solve the case smoothly.

Text messages were answered quickly.

"Don't do it."

"why?"

"lazy."

"..." An unassailable reason.Conan endured the cold, typed and sent, "Brother Yagami is the best! Help me!"

Posted three times in a row.

This always shows the importance.Conan thought for a while, and felt that there was no other way. After working hard, he ran back to the scene - if they hadn't been brought by Mori Kogoro and had some familiarity with the police, they wouldn't have been able to get so close.

Elan handed the phone to Gangji, "Are you interested?"

"……Have."

Gang Ji sorted out the words silently, and started the journey of Cos famous detective.

"Oh, today is so interesting!"

That night.

At the dining table at Matou's house, Rider sighed like this.The red-haired giant looked at his Master, "Boy, are you going out tomorrow? I want to participate in the racing."

Rider, that is, cavalry, needless to say about riding ability.

Weber's eyes widened, "You want to ride a bicycle?"

Please let the bicycle go!Wouldn't it be necessary for him to compensate if they fell apart?

Rider said proudly: "Even if it is a bicycle, I can control it perfectly!"

Weber: "...not this question..."

Weber lay down on the table weakly.

Appeared.

Rider's unique divine logic.

"You mean this armor?" Rider smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I will wear the clothes of this era tomorrow."

"..."

Weber gave up communicating.

"Boy, you too."

Living in the Matou residence would improve the security a lot, but it might still be worse if there was an Assassin to touch, and Rider would not make this mistake.

With dark circles under his eyes, Wei Bo glanced at him.

"Entertainment is very important." Rider looked at Elan, "I can assure you that Yagami has a backup."

"Ah."

Elan smiled and admitted casually, "However, the scope of the back hand is relatively large. It would be best if Weber could research it."

Weber: "..."

Lack of confidence.

Even with the help of a Servant who has mastered the first method, it would take several years to overcome such a problem—after all, it is the inheritance of the magic circuit.Speaking of which, he followed Yagami's instructions so simply yesterday, purely because he was too shocked to see the first method, so he did it unknowingly... probably.

Weber Black Line.

Tomorrow, I will go to the carnival, and then continue to read the related books of the Matou family.

Weber touched his deflated wallet, and thought to himself: I hope Rider can really control the bicycle perfectly, otherwise he can only pretend not to know him or borrow money.

"Good night, Gang."

"Good night."

"Why don't you try to see if you can dream about me?" Elan asked, tilting his head.

Tsuna was very interested, "I hope so."