[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

There is spring.

They are the seekers of the Holy Grail.The history of waiting in despair for a miracle to reappear goes back ten centuries.

Their family is the pinnacle of alchemy.On the road of lonely seeking knowledge, I tirelessly forged an empty cup that cannot hold my wish.

They take all means to get close to the Holy Grail.Until the day when the sad wish comes true, I keep repeating the futile things.

Until one day, they finally mastered the technology of making the holy grail container.

The dolls of the Einzbern family—come into being.

When she came back to her senses, Aqiya found herself in a familiar room.On the vast snow mountain, the ancient castle built in the frozen forest is ruled by severe cold.

There was a world of ice and snow outside the window.The wind whizzed past, and the soft snowflakes hit the sealed glass, dyeing everything in the world into a monotonous white.Inside the house, the slowly burning charcoal fire in the fireplace is jumping with red flames, and the appropriate heat spreads in the room, which is very warm.

In order to prepare for the upcoming Holy Grail War, Elijah still locked himself in the laboratory as usual.

The boring time day after day is spent in the world of instruments, medicinal wine, test tubes, beakers, and iron stands.The peaceful days are finally coming to an end.

He is the eldest son who inherits the family magic imprint, a descendant of the great bloodline of the Ezbern family.Participating in the Holy Grail War and fighting other magicians is an unshirkable responsibility on his shoulders.

Master Elijah hasn't closed his eyes for two days - so said the servants gathered outside the house.

Carrying the fate of the family is so hard that it makes people feel distressed.

Buried in the metal form extraction experiment, a person was busy silently, and even time seemed to stand still.So Elijah was taken aback when Akia stalked him from behind and slipped into his arms.

"Hasn't brother rested yet?"

He put down the vessel, took off his gloves, and gently held the girl on his lap.Before he could speak, the eyes staring at the pink face narrowed.

"What's wrong here?"

"My lord father taught me the lesson of enslaving and familiarizing demons. But I was too stupid to learn it within the stipulated time. My lord father just... slapped me across the face."

Elijah was very sad.His slender fingers gently stroked Aqiya's smooth little face, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.His younger sister still had trusting eyes even though she was afraid, which made him heartbroken.

"It's okay, Aqia," Elijah hugged her tightly, "I'll teach you from tomorrow on."

"Really?" The girl who was about to clap her hands in applause, her cheeks puffed up and her brows frowning, "But my brother is so busy. If Father finds out, he will definitely blame me for delaying your work..."

"It's okay, fool. It's okay...no one can bully you. I won't let that happen."

Listening to Elijah's comforting whisper, Aqia laughed happily.

"Well, I know that only my brother treats me best in this world. I don't trust anyone else."

She is a very competitive person.Under Elijah's doting, Aqiya gradually grows into a girl who can say inhumane and cruel words from her mouth while showing a cute smile.

She knew her mission as a Holy Grail vessel.

Artificial man, false life.

The girl snapped her fingers, calculating when the 15-year lifespan would come to an end.

One day, the souls of seven heroic spirits will fill her body.Her body would break.Then it slowly transformed from a human appearance into a legendary golden wine cup.

This is the Einzbern family locked in the city of severe winter, after thousands of years of searching for the Holy Grail.

Are you scared?Resentment?

She is not the starting point of this path, nor will it be the terminator.

……

The snow scene in my mind keeps looping.

But the surroundings were as silent as death.

Was it a dream... Sure enough, she was just dreaming, right?

Eyelids are too heavy to open.In his thin consciousness, he could only feel the vague whispers of a strange man coming from his ears.Then, at a moment when it suddenly became clear, Akia heard someone say this:

"—the time has come. Farewell."

With the pulling of the trigger, a gunshot resounded through the night sky, cruelly penetrating Aqia's dream.

Kayak put the pistol back on his waist belt, kept the standing posture before shooting, and looked down at the girl on the long platform expressionlessly, without a trace of pity on his face.Having experienced the most real war, a man like him would not have sympathy for the enemy.

It has been four years since he retired, and with unremitting practice, the sharpshooter's old skills still haven't degraded.It takes less than two seconds from drawing the gun to shooting to retracting the holster.The bullet through the temple was a one-hit kill, with no chance of survival.

Kayak prepares to dispose of the body.He removed the rope, wrapped the red-haired girl's body in a prepared woven bag, and lifted it up effortlessly.The command spell engraved on the back of the girl magician's right hand did not disappear, and Kayak didn't know what to do with it.Still, just throw the bag into the Vltava and you'll be fine.

In this case, another group will be eliminated from the forces of the Holy Grail War.Before Heyamendi left with Lancer, he had privately told him that no matter what the battle ahead was, he would take the little girl's life when twelve o'clock arrived at midnight.

This is a cruel decision.It is hard to imagine that the order will be given by a woman who looks weak.This also gave Kayak a deeper understanding of the dear friend of his beloved Lord Chancellor.

Just as Kayak took a step, the closed door of the factory suddenly shook.

Who actually discovered the abandoned factory hidden in the woods—could it be a hostile Servant?

There is no enchantment outside, and even the most basic charming eyes can't be done.

The right hand subconsciously touched the pistol at the waist, and the man in military uniform quickly switched to the combat state, maintaining the posture of carrying the body bag on his shoulder, and cast a sharp gaze on the visitor who kicked open the door.With just one glance, the warning in his eyes faded.

Because—the tall figure that appeared in the dust, whether it was the black hair behind the head, the dark green armor that was close to the body, and the awe-inspiring eyes full of fighting spirit—the person standing in front of Kayak It was the friendly Servant Lancer.

"Mr. Diarmuid, why are you... Miss Heyamendi's new order?"

Lancer walked over with a silent face, his golden eyes stared at the bag on Kayak's shoulder, looking full of thoughts.Judging from the appearance and shape, the person inside should be a petite person.

Not right.

This was the first thought that coiled in Kayak's mind.He's very sensitive to what people want to hide.Putting the cloth bag that wrapped Aqiya's body back on the table, Kayak listened quietly without showing any signs of expression.

"Master sent me here to take Berserker's Master away."

The first sentence he uttered made Kayak feel even more strange.Before leaving, Heyamendi's attitude was so resolute, adhering to the policy of only acting with Servants and excluding Kayak, he knew that he did this to protect him, and he also knew that once those two people left, they would not come back easily to the factory.Instead of going to fight now, but turning back and asking to change the hiding place, it doesn't make sense in terms of emotion and reason, right?More importantly, the woman didn't look like a person who would backtrack.

During the pause in the conversation, Kayak secretly glanced at Lancer's expression.

"Why? Has she changed her mind?"

Lancer nodded in acquiescence.

"So, where to take it?"

"New hideout. There are enemy familiars wandering around the Cech Bridge. It's not safe anymore."

"A new hiding place? Is Miss Heyamendi there too?"

"Of course. It's dangerous outside, and Master can't show his face casually."

Lancer replied in the affirmative.Kayak disagreed.

"It would be dangerous to leave the Master alone. I remember that Miss Heyamendi would prefer to act with you."

"It's an emergency—in short, leave her to me, and I will handle it properly." Lancer said in an unusually blunt tone.

"..."

The man in front of him showed an attitude of extreme concern for the man in the bag, which was accurately captured by Kayak.The constant questioning made him anxious.It would be impossible to show such urgency if it was purely motivated by taking away the hostile Master. Lancer wants to take it out of here as soon as possible, and there is only one reason that can be reasonably explained.

"Then my mission is over?"

"Yes, your mission has been completed."

——It was the black hole-like muzzle that responded.

Lancer's golden eyes shone fiercely.The soldier in front of him pulled out his pistol almost quickly and aimed at his heart.

"It's dangerous. I almost believe you. Although I don't know what method you used, but seeing through the enemy is my strength, and you can't hide it from me. Show your true colors—fake guy!"

"..."

Hostility surged in Lancer's eyes.Kayak pointed his revolver at him.It wasn't a pistol with such a strong recoil that you had to hold it tightly with both palms to shoot, but if the target was a Servant, Kayak held his hands flat without daring to be negligent.

"Knights are not good at disguising, it's because I didn't think carefully."

"Lancer", who already understood everything, smiled wryly.

The shell of the spearman gradually disappeared with a whirlwind blowing upward from the soles of his feet.