gaze of war

The author has something to say: Hello everyone!The smoked chicken that is coughing and dying (wrong) Yan Yu Ji reports to everyone!Go to the hospital tomorrow!A long-lost update...why do I always feel that Wen Kiri is the real protagonist, and the heroine and Gun are both supporting roles... Put a million hearts on Gun, girls!In a few more chapters at the most, I'm going to spill dog blood!

"...if you have something to say, just say it."

His cheeks twitched slightly, Matou Kariya said hoarsely.I don't know if it's because the other party put his name after "Matou", or because the other party is a disciple of Tohsaka Tokiomi, Kariya has no way to have any kindness towards him.The desire to attack is raging in his heart, and the crawling speed of the magic bug in his body has accelerated.

"Come and kill Tohsaka Tokiomi with me." Kotomine Kirei put away his smile, stared straight at Matou Kariya with a pair of cold brown eyes, and said forcefully.

Matou Kariya's right eye suddenly widened.

In contrast, the necrotic and whitish left eye trembled rapidly.Unable to suppress the twitching of his cheeks, he suddenly covered the left half of his face, bent down slightly, and groaned in pain.

As if stunned, Kotomine Kirei first showed a slightly stunned expression, then slowly lowered his head and looked at him with downcast eyes.

Looking at his twitching posture due to pain, looking at his distorted expression full of hatred and pain, looking at the worms wriggling in the violent meridians all over his body——

His fingers trembled slightly.I can hardly contain my trembling——

All the pain, the pain that happened to the broken body of the man in front of him, made Kotomine Kirei feel... like aching, like numbness, a burning pain that shot up from his back - made his whole body unable to move. Trembling suppressed.

The fingers were trembling, twitching...then clenched into fists, tensed to the point of crunching.

Kotomine Kirei looked down at Kariya Matou.

His eyes finally filled with a smile—a malicious smile almost like black flames.

Envious?Tohsaka Tokiomi who stole the woman you had a crush on.

jealous?Tohsaka Tokiomi who stole her heart.

hate it?Tohsaka Tokiomi, who clearly already possesses the happiness you dreamed of all your life, yet treats it like nothing—

Hate, rage, kill, smash, suffer, despair, burn, fall...

"...Didn't you say that you are that person's disciple? What's the purpose of coming here and saying such things to me, Kotomine Kirei?" It was hard to suppress the worm's eagerness to move, but the magic power and the worm's The rampage still left an echoing pain.Matou Kariya asked with a trembling voice.

"I'm just a prop for him." Kotomine Kirei said indifferently, "Obviously I'm also one of the lords, but he forced and ordered his heroic spirit to die, just to help him win the Holy Grail—say, a disciple, In fact, it is something like consumables. Tohsaka Tokiomi is such a person... Maybe even his wife and daughter can be used."

Deliberately mentioning a certain existence, Kotomine Kirei immediately saw with satisfaction that the corners of Matou Kariya's mouth drooped stiffly.

Still frowning, eyes full of suspicion, but Matou Kariya's hostility has dissipated by half.He has obviously been shaken - rather than believing in Kotomine Kirei, it is better to say that the sentence "kill Tosaka Tokiomi" has resonated with him from the very beginning.

"How is it? Kariya Matou."

Kariya Matou looked back at the eyes of Kotomine Kirei who was holding the winning ticket with frosty eyes.

"……How to do it?"

he asked calmly.

A worm quickly swam through the meridians on the left half of his face.

——It’s not as calm as the expression on his face, this man——

Kotomine Kirei showed a satisfied smile.

Yes.This is Kotomine Kirei's revised plan - to push Tohsaka Tokiomi out before being considered the mastermind of all the conspiracy.Everything that Kariya Matou said was true, and there was not even a single word of falsehood.But the real purpose is slyly concealed.

I want to kill Tohsaka Tokiomi—but, it must be you, Matou Kariya.

Full of hatred, full of killing intent, under the guidance of what you think is your own will, become a sharp knife in my hand.The figure of yours struggling in vain hopes is just as beautiful as a prisoner tormenting like purgatory.

Your pain will also bring me great joy——

O children—come with me—

Slowly—slowly—come over—

The orange-haired teenager smiled happily, watching a row of children who were only 4 or 5 years old staggering towards him.There was a cheerful smile on his face, so satisfied that it radiated light. Perhaps even strangers could not help but be infected by such a smile.

He was opening his arms and making a hug gesture, waiting for the children to walk into his arms one by one.

On his wrist, there is a bracelet emitting purple light.The purple light reflected the empty and blank expressions of the young children, making them look extraordinarily weird.

"——It's so cool~~~~~~~" Seeing that there was really a child obediently lying in his arms without moving, Ryunosuke Yusheng tightened his arms to almost strangle the child to death Holding the child tightly in his arms, he turned around and shouted excitedly, "Master, this thing is so cool! It really came over without any resistance! It's like a walking dead!"

"Ryunosuke, are you so excited because of this kind of toy that can be seen everywhere!" The reprimanded voice rang out from behind, and the huge figure of caster emerged behind Ryunosuke.

"Of course not. But, it's super cool! This thing. All, all will come over obediently! It's really amazing! It's like a movie!" Ryunosuke didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, just like a Like a child seeing a new toy, he excitedly picked up the toddler in his arms and threw it high into the sky.

The toddler flew over his head like a puppet, and then he reached out to catch it, but failed to catch it, allowing the child to fall to the ground with a thud, with his right leg bent weirdly.But the child still had a numb expression on his face, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

"... Huh. Why did it break like this?" Ryunosuke stared at the injured child on the ground with the eyes of an insect.The disappointed eyes quickly refilled their interest when they turned to the other side: "Fortunately... there are so many more."

"Even if it is fresh material, don't waste it casually, Ryunosuke. You must get enough fun from it." Caster sighed in an exaggerated voice, "Creating art, enjoying the highest joy from the process, constantly Constantly, constantly turning those primitive shapes into the supreme art that the world cannot understand—this is the meaning of our existence, Ryunosuke!"

"Oh - yes, master!" Ryunosuke immediately admitted his mistake frankly.He lowered his head in shame, looked at the twisted and unconscious child's body on the ground, and bent down to hug him.

In the next second, several thick tentacles sprang out from Caster's side, tightly entangled the unconscious child on the ground, and lifted it high.The child blinked as if waking up from a dream, and then burst into tears because of the pain of the broken leg.

Caster held up the magic book in his hand with a blank expression.

The tentacles tightened quickly, crushing the child who only had time to let out a shrill cry.

"It can no longer be a work of art, this thing."

Standing intoxicated in the raindrops of flesh and blood, Caster sighed in disappointment.

"But Ryunosuke, we will have more and more materials to realize our art, so you don't need to bend your back to touch this kind of thing. As long as his death can finally bring us a little Just have fun."

Ryunosuke swallowed hard, his eyes were amazingly bright.He kept making meaningless repetitive exclamations, and then screamed: "Cool~~~~~~~~~~~~~! Will there always be! All kinds of materials! I have so many, many inspirations Make it happen to them!"

"There will be." Caster showed a loving smile, "Don't worry, Ryunosuke, as long as you and I are always together, there will never be a lack of such fun—"

The two murderous demons, who could no longer be understood by the world, laughed and walked towards their workshop.However, when approaching the workshop, two men were found standing on the ground next to the entrance and exit of the workshop.

One was wearing an old jacket, with a hood firmly covering his face, and his body was tilted unnaturally; the other was brown-haired and brown-eyed, wearing a formal priestly robe, and a golden cross hung around his neck.The two stood expressionlessly on the road that Caster had to pass back to the Magic Workshop, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

"Ah—this is—"

Caster sighed with an aria, "Did the two who blocked us on our way home... attack?" With a sad expression on his face, he lamented, "How could... just when we returned with a full load and are about to return to the place full of artistic atmosphere. The place……"

"Master! They also have red ones on the back of their hands... what are they called? Command spells?" Ryunosuke noticed something else. "Ahhh—the Lord! There are still two people! So—are you here to kill me and Ryunosuke?" Caster's huge round eyes narrowed.His already exaggerated tone is even more yin and yang in this sentence.

"...The kidnapped and missing children are all your masterpieces?"

The priest in black didn't speak, and it was the man with the hood who answered Caster.His voice was quite cold, and Ryunosuke even felt a tremor when it reached his ears.

"Answer me." The man raised his head slightly, revealing the lower half of his face covered with squirming meridians. He looked as weird as a monster, "Is it you——!"

With his final roar, thousands of insects exploded.