[Gun Bow] Fuyuki Four Battles, the second week!

After recovering Caster, Irisviel's physical condition immediately declined slightly.

Although she insisted on not saying anything and wanted to show that everything was as usual, her paler than usual face and sick-weary mental state could not be concealed from the few people who were interested in observing her.

Emiya Kiritsugu is also worthy of being husband and wife with Irisviel.

He is clearly aware of his wife's state, and clearly understands the burden caused by taking in the Servant's soul, which cannot be recuperated by more rest; however, when Irisviel relieved him in this way, the man still pretended to believe it, pretending that he had returned to normal , And then continue to press the heavy heart in the bottom of my heart.

A man who knows that the Fuyuki Holy Grail cannot fulfill his lifelong ideals other than creating disasters... No, it is better to say that this man who has lived through two lives and is participating in the third Holy Grail War in his life has already understood his thoughts in his heart. How unrealistic is the wish to end wars and make peace—and the wish that I can’t even say a practical way is just a tool, a holy grail that needs to be implemented, and it can’t be realized even if it is normally available.

The Magician Killer therefore picked up another option that had been given up: the sad wish of saving his wife and daughter from Einzbern.

The first step ─ ─ must try to make the Fourth Holy Grail War come to an end without a problem.

No way, when he "returned to the beginning", the Holy Grail War was about to start, and there was no time to re-prepare for the purpose that was contrary to the original goal, so he could only prioritize the problems that the ideal state should be solved in four battles at once , Incorporate the five battles into the tactical planning.

"If no one dies, I want to end everything... This is really..." The skinny man, whose hair, neckline and hem were shaking slightly as he was blown by the night wind on the terrace, had a slight arc of sarcasm on the corner of his lips, and his tone was obvious. with self-mockery.

It is his consistent style and philosophy to sacrifice the few and save the many.

The innocence of wanting to accomplish a great thing but unwilling to sacrifice a person has not surfaced in his heart for a long, long time... but after experiencing more, he reappeared again, and even drove him to take a gamble. Sex and arrogance.

... People, it is really not a good thing to live and die repeatedly!

Thinking up to this point, Emiya Kiritsugu's deep expression looking down at Lin Hai remained unchanged, and his hands habitually reached into the pockets of his windbreaker... Uh, no?Switch sides and pick...er, or not?

There is finally a crack in the magician killer's inscrutable mask.Don't you just want to smoke a cigarette?

He began to rummage through the pockets of his trousers and the inside pocket of his windbreaker.This time, it’s not nothing at all──If you find a piece of paper that says: "Smoking too much will kill you early, Kiritsugu. I will confiscate the rest. I will give you the amount tomorrow." The end of the paper is named "Emiya" If it can be counted as harvest...

"..."

Kiritsugu stared at the note with dull eyes for a few seconds, then gave up the futile body search, silently refolded the note according to the indentation, and put it back into the hidden pocket inside the windbreaker.

This feeling of adopting a child but having multiple mothers is actually quite contradictory for Emiya Kiritsugu at the current point in time, both familiar and unfamiliar.But...he didn't reject it.

"Hey, would you like one?"

Along with the voice, a large dry hand with a fair complexion so fair that one could clearly see the capillaries under the skin, but definitely insulated from adjectives such as "slender" and "delicate", suddenly stretched out in front of Kiritsugu, with the right hand held between the index finger and middle finger It's a cigarette.

This is an irresistible temptation for those who are addicted to cigarettes and have needs right now.

Although Emiya Kiritsugu could refuse rationally, he didn't.

He directly pulled out the cigarette, put it in his mouth, looked sideways at the blue heroic spirit, and naturally judged in his mind that the other party's conceptual armament would be able to perform well in the dark if the silver shoulder armor and earrings were removed. The role of protective color; in comparison, the pair of red pupils that symbolize the blood of the gods are beautiful, but they are too eye-catching and have little practical value.

How did Cu Chulainn know that his friend's father just glanced at him, and so many things went through his mind?With a swipe of Rune, the hero skillfully handed the fire up and lit the cigarette.

Similarly, he also lit one for himself.

Then the two smokers stood side by side, without talking much, they just swallowed the clouds, making it foggy.Fortunately, the terrace is an open space, and there is wind in the forest at night, so the smoke is quickly blown away.

──Although this approach cannot hide from Emiya's clairvoyance.

The smoke had just risen, and the red heroic spirit who was armed with the holy skeletal cloth and was currently occupying the commanding heights of Einzbern Castle had already noticed it.

"Aren't you so daring? You actually helped Kiritsugu bring cigarettes. That's amazing, Cu Chulainn." He frowned, muttering to himself.

Cigarettes are not a wholesome thing, Emiya insists on that.

But for those who like the taste of this thing, smoke can relieve many emotions, including stress—the pressure that Emiya Kiritsugu bears is precisely the biggest and heaviest among them.

After all, Kiritsugu's life had to continue to extend far away after the Holy Grail War ended.Unlike him and Cu Chulainn who are dead, the luxury of "future" does not exist for them; similarly, they don't need to think about the good influence that fighting a Holy Grail War will leave on their future lives with bad influence.

With future living beings, there are naturally more things to consider.Thinking of this, Emiya's frowning brows slowly loosened.

"Just this once, Dad."

The usual sharp steel gray eyes turned away and continued to inspect the surroundings.It's good to use Einzbern Castle as a base, but it's bad that there is almost no concealment in front of the participants in the second week!Especially under the premise that it is not clear whether the remaining Assassin, who is the main body, will be able to score [-] points after waking up.

It's such a hassle to not be able to knock out the hostile faction readily.The guardian can only pay more attention to patrol around the castle.And when his eyes fell elsewhere, he naturally failed to notice the changes in Cu Chulainn's back muscles that first tensed and then relaxed-it can be seen that someone has a very good idea of ​​how his partner will view his behavior of offering cigarettes.

Now Cu Chulainn, who is very aware of the situation, feels that the atmosphere has been brewed in place, and maybe the guy who jumped out to pursue the matter didn't jump out, so it's time to talk about something serious.

"...Hey, father-in-law."

"How is Ellie?" Kiritsugu stared at the cigarette butts dotted with flames between his fingers, and didn't look at the one beside him... Well, son-in-law... The question was quite natural.

"Sleeping, sleeping very deeply." Cu Chulainn puffed out a puff of smoke, and said slowly: "After the test just now, I have the certainty of temporarily suspending the function of the Lesser Holy Grail. But doing so will bring a temporary burden to my mother-in-law It’s the same as receiving the soul of a follower... It’s a false image, it needs to be realistic enough to deceive the Great Holy Grail to take back the function given to the Lesser Holy Grail.”

"And this trick can only be used once. When to use it, the timing is up to you, Master. I am a Servant, as long as I say a word, you tell me to do it."

"Ah, I know...Speaking of which, where did you find the smoke? Shirou hid it very well." In a chatty tone, Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to be looking for a random topic to talk about before asking.

It's a pity that Cu Chulainn's alert antenna was triggered when he mentioned cigarettes!He laughed and replied: "Of course it's a secret place only known to the couple. Emiya still has some fixed habits of hiding things." But what habits?Where are you hiding?Forgive him for refusing to answer the above two questions!

Cu Chulainn didn't expect that such a response would make his father-in-law look at him more, and even that face... Although it was a little stiff, but that arc was a smile, right?

"Shirou can keep you under control. Not bad."

"Hey?"

The Irish hero was visibly taken aback.Is the last sentence from my father-in-law a compliment or a derogation?Why does he feel that there is a vague area that is difficult to judge?

"...Then if Emiya was actually eaten to death by me..." This is not finished yet!Cu Chulainn saw Emiya Kiritsugu touching the gun pocket in the windbreaker with his hand—"Don't stop! I said father-in-law, your discriminating treatment is too outrageous! It's not like marrying a daughter!"

"Is there a difference?" The middle-aged man with dead fish eyes and hair like cat ears asked back.

Cu Chulainn was speechless for a moment.

What's the difference... Frankly speaking, occasionally he thinks that Emiya is the standard template for a virtuous wife, regardless of gender.

Fortunately, Kiritsugu didn't intend to hold on to this question to continue the conversation.As soon as he successfully blocked his son-in-law's mouth, the topic immediately switched back to the Holy Grail War──

"As soon as the day breaks, we will start to move the base. When Maiya comes back with the things, I will call Archibald and go to Enzang Mountain." After finishing speaking, Kiritsugu snuffed out the remaining cigarette butts, turned and left the terrace.

The smoker was gone, and Cu Chulainn leaned against the guardrail alone and smoked for a while, feeling bored, so he simply put out the cigarette.

The night is long, and the Heroic Spirit who doesn't need sleep doesn't want to waste it on the bed.Looking up, Cu Chulainn decided to chat with Emiya, preferably to talk about the benefits of a skin-to-skin kiss.

The closer it is to the eve of the decisive battle, the more tenderness you have to spend with your sweetheart.This is the common sense of soldiers—at least in Cu Chulainn's logic—some tenderness is the best pre-war blessing for a pair of lovers who are also soldiers!