gaze of war

Jesus was nailed to the cross with his head hanging down, nails pierced his palms and feet, and blood flowed out.

He was covered in rags and bruises all over his body, and his eyes that seemed to be in disjoint cast a pitiful gaze on the monster in the church that was crying out loudly.

In the depths of the empty church, came the sound of slow footsteps.

The body of the man in black uniform casts a dark shadow on the bright ground.

The hem flew up due to the movement of the steps, reflecting the shape like bat wings, just like the darkness of the abyssal demon completely polluted the sacred.

However, on his face, there was an expression that was so plain that it was almost divine.

The golden cross on his chest reflected the clean and bright light of the wall lamp, and holding the black-covered Bible in his hand, he walked out of the prayer room at the back step by step, and walked to Matou Kariya's side.

"...Good evening, Kariya-kun."

Kotomine Kirei said in a gentle tone.

He cast an indifferent gaze without any emotion at the female corpse lying on the ground, and then put all his attention on Matou Kariya.

Matou Kariya's whole body convulsed.His body twisted into a shape beyond human imagination, like a shriveled corpse dug out of the long-standing soil, looking ugly and pitiful.However, in the eyes of Kotomine Kirei, such Matou Kariya looks more holy than the Jesus on the altar——

O death, O despair!The killing is as frantic as pain!More beautiful remorse than killing—what, how, suffocating crime!More gorgeous than blood, more intense fragrance than fine wine, more dazzling pain than anything else, than any existence!

It's really... the supreme pleasure~

Resisting the commotion in his heart, Kotomine Kirei looked down at Matou Kariya.

Even though his heart was beating wildly for Kariya Matou like this, and his blood was boiling wildly because of his desperate cries, Kotomine Kirei still had a calm expression on his face.

Matou Kariya didn't answer him - he had already lost the ability to think, and just barked at the falling moon like a wild dog, looking at Aoi's body and wailing heart-piercingly.

"me!"

His broken voice echoed in the church.

"I—I killed—I, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't—!!!"

He was already incoherent from the extreme confusion of his mind.

Denying what you see, denying what you hear, denying yourself, denying reality, denying everything, denying everything—no matter what, as long as there is any news about the death of Zenjo Aoi, this is the current state of Matou Kariya .

Don't talk to me!

I don't want to hear any words!

Get this... out of my sight!

I didn't... didn't... didn't...! !

【You killed her】

shut up!Shut up ah ah ah ah!

【You killed her】

I don't!not me!not me!

Matou Kariya's vision became bizarre.Like the sunlight rippling underwater, everything in front of him became distorted and exuded unusual colors.And in the center of that abnormal world, the corpse of Chancheng Aoi clearly and completely caught his eyes.

why are you lying here

On this cold floor.

Why did you meet death in the temple of God?

This is the territory of the gods.

sunflower.

Aoi!

Quickly open your eyes and look at me.

I am so, so concerned about your smile!

【You killed her】

I killed her.

【You killed her】

……No!I didn't... I... I!

【You killed her】

I killed her.

【You killed her】

Something, shattered.

A dying gurgling sound came from Matou Kariya's throat.

He stared at his hands with a distorted expression, and muttered to himself that no one could understand.

...it was me who killed her.

That's right.

It was I who used these hands... these ugly hands to strangle her thin neck——

Ignoring her wailing and begging for mercy—

Ignoring her panic and tears—

Cut off her breath.

Break her bones.

Let her cum and crying be blocked in her throat.

Let her suffocate to death in the most painful way.

Kariya Matou couldn't control his scattered eyes.When his gaze met Chancheng Aoi's, he let out a terrible hiss.Chancheng Aoi's terrified and resentful cloudy eyes met his shrinking gaze, causing him to cover his face instantly, as if he had been stabbed, and fell back.He covered his face tightly, not letting a ray of light leak into the darkness shaped by his hands.

He began to weep slowly and in panic, like a child who has made a mistake and lost all ability to think for himself.

She is dead.

Chancheng Aoi is dead.

"Woo...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Already... broken?

Kotomine Kirei bowed slowly.

His eyes full of distorted interest stared intently at Matou Kariya's appearance, almost unwilling to destroy the scene that made him extremely happy.

But—this can't be done.

If it breaks like this...

I still need your strength, Matou Kariya.

It was Kotomine Kirei who invited Matou Kariya and Tohsaka Aoi to the church late at night.

Regarding the affairs between the Tosaka couple and Matou Kariya, apart from the Matou family, probably only Kotomine Kirei can be said to know everything about it.

Through the activities of Assassin, from the centralized collection of intelligence to the overall grasp of the whereabouts of the few people, all the information was recorded in those eyes hidden in the darkness.

Kotomine Kirei's hands are already tightly grasping the thread of everyone's destiny -- what is tied to his five knuckles is the puppet thread that makes everyone dance and dance.

Some are connected to the puppet's spine, and a slight movement is enough to shake everything.

Some of the limbs connected to the puppet can only be touched indirectly, but it can cause the puppet to lose its balance and fall to the ground.

Kotomine Kirei is a puppeteer whom nobody knows.

In the distant sky, he danced his ten fingers playfully, watching the puppets bound under the wire cry and howl, fighting stupidly.Occasionally he would let go of the thread and stick his finger down—the puppet would bite his fingertips, and the blood would drip out, and then the puppet would be cut to pieces by his other silk threads.

This is Kotomine Kirei's way of pursuing pleasure—this is Kotomine Kirei pursuing depraved pleasure, a man in a holy cloak.

Lips lightly.

Eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking intently at Matou Kariya's side face—the engraving worms were still scurrying under his skin, and sometimes attacked his epidermis, causing a translucent bulge to protrude from time to time on his side face, You can almost see the insects flying underneath.

Kotomine Kirei's eyes rolled up happily.

In the ear of Matou Kariya, he uttered the temptation of the devil with a low to the limit voice.

"Resurrect." Kotomine Kirei's voice crashed into Matou Kariya's eardrums like thunder and lightning piercing the night sky. "Obtain the Holy Grail, and make a wish on it - so you can bring this woman back to life!"

Matou Kariya's body shook violently.

Under his skin, countless engraving worms are still wriggling in his meridians at a speed that is almost invisible to the naked eye.They shook their limp bodies, gnawed at his flesh and blood with their sharp steel teeth, and hissed excitedly.He has long been unable to control their madness, and can only let them wreak havoc all over his body.

Even the sum of such engraving worms is not comparable to the emotions that burst in Matou Kariya's heart.

"resurrection……"

The purpose has been successfully achieved.

Kotomine Kirei smiled.

"Yeah. Resurrection—" he whispered in Matou Kariya's ear, "let her forget all the pain...let her forget all the things that make you suffer...then she will become you alone ……'sunflower'."

"I'm alone..."

Matou Kariya repeated blankly.He muttered in a low voice, his eyes were empty, as if he could read it completely, but he didn't know the meaning. "I... alone..."

Kotomine Kirei looked at him happily.

I could almost hear the crackling sound of the man named Kariya Matou's heart collapsing and shattering.

Collapsed by death, depraved by delusion—what Kotomine Kirei needs is exactly this kind of Matou Kariya.

A man who will do anything for the empty dream in his heart, a man who can do anything for revenge-and that dream must not be a "living person".

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the woman lying quietly on the ground.

Her beautiful face was full of horror and pain, and her round eyes seemed to be still staring at him with hatred——staring at this, using Tohsaka Tokiomi as an excuse, made her mistakenly think that her husband was in this man whom he had always trusted so much. A safe place awaits her, but she is also a fraudster who throws her life here.

I'm so sorry—Ms. Aoi.However, all these sacrifices are necessary.

Your death is just the most important note before playing that grand sonata.You would never have imagined that the sound of nature that erupted afterwards would be so intoxicating——

Kotomine Kirei opened the Bible in his hand.

Slowly recite the sacred words in a cadenced and expressive voice, sending a prayer of hope to this innocent woman who died.

May your soul enjoy peace, may you obtain peace of mind, may you return to the side of the gods, may you see the God in the sky, may you receive His mercy, and may you obtain eternal happiness.

Amen.

The priest closed the Bible.

He crossed himself across his chest and smiled.

That smile looked extremely calm and gentle, with a holy and compassionate look—but those eyes were as dark as the abyss of hell, as sinful as a devil, and as cold and hard as the rocks buried under the polar ice and snow.

The priest in black turned around, raised his head, and looked at the statue on the church wall.

Those eyes were still watching quietly.

Looking at death, also looking at deceit.

Watching madness, also watching wild hope.

Otherwise, he remained motionless.

Kotomine Kirei let out a slight laugh.

He tucked the Bible under his arm, adjusted his collar and cuffs, and walked towards the prayer room with a grand gesture.

The author has something to say: Girls!The update is coming~~~~~

Uncle Yan Ye was completely bewitched.

I have described a lot of strong contrasts in this chapter, how many do you see?

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