gaze of war

Not long after rider and saber left, the black-haired and red-eyed heroic spirit rushed to the ruins.

"……have they gone."

The corner of his mouth curled down unhappily.

He stuck the red spear into the rubble, looking impatiently at the mess with his arms crossed.

Around his golden pupils, the blood hadn't faded, making him look like a monster.

He quietly stared at the river surface with pieces of meat and sticky blood-colored unknown objects floating, his red eyes did not reflect any other colors.

Right on the edge of the river of blood, magicians and priests were silently handling the scene.

Using magic props and amplifying devices, water-type magicians purified, separated, and refilled the water polluted by the flesh and blood of monsters. Earth-type magicians reorganized the land and buried filthy things that should not appear in sight into the ground.

The clerics chanted the incantation of demons, reversed the twisted magic and curse that pervaded the vicinity, and quickly and effectively erased and tampered with the memory of the witnesses one by one.

The truth is gradually obliterated in such actions.

As with most things in the world...it will always be the one with the power who wields the ability to create and distort the truth.

Something flashed in memory, Lancer tightened his lips, his face was gloomy.

...a bad memory came to mind.

The former him...was helpless to watch things develop according to other people's intentions, but he could only be forced to follow.

Just like those ordinary people living in Fuyuki City, they will never know what happened in this city.

Lancer lifted his face slightly.Staring at the sky, he took a deep breath.

What rushed into the nostrils was a bloody stench.

Lancer made a disgusted expression.Even if he stayed here, he couldn't feel where Saber was going.

- There is no sense of any "moving magic" present.

I can only feel the magical breath that is gradually dissipating.

Lancer's face darkened.

It was too late.

...If it wasn't for that man wasting his time needlessly...

Lancer snorted heavily.

Just thinking of that person's existence, I felt the killing intent and hatred welling up in my heart.

...It's really boring. Lancer suddenly pulled out the red spear stuck on the ground, spun it around casually, and grasped it tightly with his backhand.

His eyes wandered slightly, and he began to think seriously.

Even for the sake of "her", the man's life was bypassed.

But, sure enough... the very existence of that man would make him feel like a stick in his throat.

Whenever I think of the sanctimonious face of that hypocritical priest, I will think of how the god who cared for him blocked the spear with his own hand.

No matter what, I can't forget the feeling of being "betrayed" at that time.

Lancer supported the back of his neck and moved his shoulder and neck joints.His expression returned to casual, even thinking of Kotomine Kirei didn't change his color again.It seemed that in this short moment, he had made a decision very easily.

——There is no point in staying here.

Saber—and her master, according to the previous situation, would definitely not be willing to be lonely.

When the next war breaks out, he will definitely appear.

So... just, Xiaodi, wait for a while.

As for Kotomine Kirei—

Lancer sneered.

On the originally handsome face, the blood-colored pupils combined with the cruel smile on the corner of his lips made him look strangely sexy.

distrust.dissatisfied.don't want to see.disgusting.It was murderous.

In any case, he is absolutely unwilling to let him appear in his field of vision again.

However, it is said that he is a loyal servant of Morrigan...?

Ok.

Lancer let out a slight mocking laugh.

He will not take the initiative to take his life, nor will he obey his orders.

Until the next encounter resigned to fate—

When that time comes, in the name of Diarmuid Odina, he will kill this man.

"...?"

As if feeling something, Kotomine Kirei, who was supporting Matou Kariya and walking steadily towards the door of Matou's house, paused, and frowned slightly.After only a moment's pause, he stepped forward again.

The man on his right shoulder was still in a coma with his head down, and his whole body weight was on his half body.But for Kotomine Kirei, this was not a burden at all.

They were not intercepted by Tohsaka Tokiomi—that man would not be the kind of man who pursued the defeated enemy.

Tohsaka Tokiomi's ridiculous gentlemanly demeanor like that of a medieval nobleman is doomed that he will never be able to go forward bravely like a warrior, unless he takes off the enemy's head and never gives up.

However, the direction they are going will definitely be grasped by Tohsaka Tokiomi——

He helped Jian Tong Kariya to the gate of Jian Tong.

Looking up at the majestic and ancient Matou mansion, Kotomine Kirei loudly announced his name and intention.

"I am the priest of Fuyuki Church, Kotomine Kirei. I have sent Mr. Kariya Matou back."

The heavy wooden door was swung open.

According to the usual etiquette, the person who greets the guests should be the housekeeper or servant of the Matou family.

But it was an old man in traditional kimono who came out from the shadow behind the gate.

The old man looked as if he was nearing the end of his life. The skin on his hands and neck was wrinkled like orange peel, completely inelastic, and covered with large dark brown spots.All his hair had fallen out, his cheekbones were high and his cheeks were deeply sunken due to excessive emaciation, and even the eyelids of his eyes were drooping due to old age.

At odds with all these features were his eyes.

His eyeballs are slightly protruding, and his pupils are always dilated in an unusual way, and the whites of his eyes can hardly be seen, which makes his eyes as weird as the compound eyes of insects.And this pair of worm-like eyeballs was staring straight at Kotomine Kirei.

Kotomine Kirei nodded at him.

"Patriarch Matou."

Yes.

This strange old man who looks like he is about to die is the current Patriarch of Matou, the father of Kariya Matou.

Regarding the courtesy shown by the priest, the old man just let out a sharp laugh that sounded a bit uncomfortable.Regarding the fact that his son was seriously injured and comatose, he didn't show the slightest concern. He just glanced at him and didn't stop there again. He just directed those terrifying black pupils at Kotomine Kirei's face with an expression of interest. expression.

"Are you the priest of Fuyuki Church?"

"Yes."

"Come to my Jiantong residence today, what is your intention?"

Kotomine Kirei pulled down Kariya Matou's face-covering coat hanging from his shoulder.

The white-haired man was lying on his body unconsciously, and there was a burnt red mark on his exposed side face, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he moaned softly.

——It was as if he was having some kind of nightmare.

Kotomine Kirei's eyes moved to the old man.

The old man's indifferent attitude towards Matou Kariya did not seem to affect him.

Kotomine Kirei said humbly and sincerely: "We were ordered to destroy the caster. However, Kariya-san was seriously injured due to the attack. But I am not a professional doctor or pharmacist. I think he should be able to get Take good care of him and send him here."

"...Oh...that's really, thank you very much, Father Kotomine."

The old man laughed again.Whether laughing or talking, silent or observing, his expression is always full of dangerous aggression, and his eyes are full of malice, which makes people feel oppressed and disgusted.

It was as if the air around him was distorted by his presence.

"...I don't know who beat my useless son like this?"

The old man continued following Kotomine Kirei's words.

Kotomine Kirei was silent for a moment.

From just now, he tried to divert the old man's attention with Matou Kariya.But as if he had seen his intentions, the old man's eyes never left him.From just now, this old man has been induced by him step by step according to the steps he planned, but the expression on his face...and the terrifying power in his body are warning Kotomine Kirei that this old man is not what he seems So simple.

From the moment the old man stepped out of the gate of Matou's mansion, the enormous pressure shrouded in Kotomine Kirei's body was never eliminated for a single moment.

Trying to turn the old man's attention to Caster with vague words, this kind of crude scheming undoubtedly completely failed in front of the old man.Then, the next attempt may not be successful...

However, in any case, such lines that are beneficial to oneself must be spoken even if they know that their intentions will be detected.

Kotomine Kirei's face didn't change.

"It was the flame magic of Tosaka Tokiomi, the head of the Tosaka family, that hurt Kariya-san."

"Oh... that kid. He is indeed a rare and powerful fire magician."

The old man nodded approvingly, as if accepting Kotomine Kirei's words.

"...Mr. Kariya's magic power has been exhausted, and he was attacked by flame magic again. I think the most important thing now is to deal with his wound?" Kotomine Kirei suggested.

"That's right."

The old man smiled hoarsely.

At this moment, other people rushed out from the Matou residence.The popularity brought by these people eased the distorted and dark air around the old man, making the Matou residence seem to be suddenly injected with life.

Servants, doctors and nurses, all kinds of people surrounded him, helped Kariya Matou onto a stretcher, and carried him into the mansion of the Matou family.

When Kotomine Kirei got away from this group of people, he realized that the old man had already left here at some point.