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

──I thought I was a big bad wolf who had discovered a good place, so I could catch lambs and eat them as I wished; but when I went deeper, I realized that what I broke into was not the sheepfold, but Longtan!What kind of experience was that?

Heart, inside, suffering.

The bitterness that even bile can't compare to!

He had apparently fled to the Far East where the Magic Association and the Holy Church were on the edge, and hid in a rural place in the countryside—why is there a magician killer hiding here!

Yes, he recognized Emiya Kiritsugu.

He, who was inspired by the magic bee messenger, would naturally investigate the people involved in the crash, and then found out that the magician association may not be valued much nowadays, but he is indeed a famous magician killer.

Frankly speaking, he doesn't want to meet this lunatic who not only uses magic as a tool, but even uses large-scale destructive thermal weapons for the mission!

So from the moment the temporary magic workshop was found and blown up, he decided to run away decisively!He did not hesitate to expose his whereabouts and set foot on the road to escape again.

He has released all the bat familiars, mixed with a large number of ordinary bats.

Doing so is naturally uneasy.

In other words, compared with his own life, he has long since cared about hiding the mysterious principle of a magician.

"...Damn it..."

The man who specialized in dark alleys gritted his teeth and lowered the brim of his hat a little more.He could feel that although the carefully cultivated bat familiars successfully created chaos and allowed him to find a gap to escape, these little guys failed to spread in a large area to complete the second task he gave: biting people── Living people are infected into living corpses.

Someone is shooting his bat!more than one!

"...Magician Killer is not alone..."

If there is an omission in the information, the result is that what he has in his hands is still only the undead that were latently developed in the early stage.

I don't know if this is long-term malnutrition, or the evil result of magic experiments?In short, the short man with a height of only 1.6 meters and a dry appearance cursed a few more words in a low voice, and then began to give instructions again, remotely commanding his crowd of living dead to cover the escape of his master... as everyone knows, all his actions fell behind. In a pair of iron-gray eagle eyes.

The clairvoyant heroic spirit with excellent eyesight is the culprit who has been caught by his tail since the workshop was blown up last night!

Emiya wasn't bothered at all, she stood on the top of a tall building with a good view in Xindu, and provided Kiritsugu with the latest news of the wandering necromancers at any time by chanting.

Cu Chulainn and Diarmuid also stayed with him. The speed of the agile heroic spirits determined that even if they were far away from the center of the battle, they could still arrive in time when support was needed.

Right now, the two heroic spirits from Ulster are idly watching the native heroic spirit in red with a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand.

Accompanied by a slight sound of wind pressure, a projected arrow that falls sharply downwards is basically a bat familiar.Even when the angle is good, it is no problem to wear one and wear two!

Maiya and Emiya cooperated with each other, and they just felt that they had never been so comfortable as assistants.It was as if it wasn't her who was taking on the auxiliary work, but him.

"Well, the so-called father and son are of the same heart." Holding the magic gun in his arms, sitting on the ground with one leg bent, Cu Chulainn gave an example casually.

"Then what did Ms. Maiya say?" Diarmuid asked seriously.

"Hmm... an inherited tacit understanding?" Cu Chulainn squinted at the younger generation and touched his chin, and continued to ramble without sincerity: "After all, she and Lao Tzu's father-in-law are long-term partners. People will influence each other. After a long period of cooperation, there will be benefits." Isn’t it normal to have common habits.” He patted Diarmuid on the shoulder.

"So Senpai and Emiya also have..."

"Isn't this nonsense? I can tell what that guy is thinking just by looking at him!" Staring diagonally at the strong back of the bright red holy cloth flying around his waist, the man with bright red pupils showed a canine-toothed smile, speaking with pride to show off.

Emiya's ears are not deaf, and those two people who spoke didn't think to keep their voices quiet...Even though it was very windy on the top floor, Emiya still heard their conversation completely.

Sometimes the very naive man immediately took a break, turned his head, and gave the guy behind him a blank stare.

"You think you can read minds!" His Royal Highness immediately translated.

"Yes..." Is it like this?Looking at the senior on the left, Diarmui was taken aback.

"Obviously it's a dislike for primitive people who are energetic and restless, like some kind of animal." Emiya didn't turn her head, and while she was busy with business, she didn't show mercy on the other hand.

"Uh..." Sure enough, not.Looking at his teammates on the right, Diarmuid blinked.

"Hey! Dilu. This guy scolds you and doesn't answer back."

"..."

"Stupid. Do you think Fiona's chief has the same IQ as you? How childish!"

"..."

No──please forgive him on the matter of "who is more childish", he can only think that red and blue are on the same level.Otherwise, how could they be in a relationship where the spirit foundations of the same class could be summoned in chains? Saber, Diarmuiduo.Ao Di Na suddenly felt tired.

The necromancer has no idea that only he is playing the "speed of life and death, the road to escape" that will cause adrenaline to surge rapidly; According to Emiya's news, blocking the road in advance is creating pressure on him. In fact, he is teaching on-site magician fighting with two little tails.

At present, he only wants to work hard to achieve the achievement of "straight in, straight out"—by using the method of hiding in the crowd of living corpses to pretend to be fake—until now the living corpses have not been cleaned up, doesn't it prove that the other party can't live with these things? Immortal, without a means of being both effective and unnoticed by ordinary people?

"──I kill, I procreate. I hurt, I heal. No one escapes from my hands. No one escapes from my eyes. Accept the destruction!"

It seemed that someone was singing.

Out of his own suspicion and vigilance, the necromancer still stopped walking even though he knew that the living corpses were only an alley away from him.

"...Use my lightness to make people forget all burdens. Take off the cover! Where there is forgiveness, there will be revenge, where there is trust, there will be betrayal, where there is hope, there will be despair..."

The voice seemed familiar, a voice I had only heard recently.The necromancer's expression started from being serious, and gradually changed as he searched for memories in his brain, and slowly and fixedly fixed on panic! "Wash... Baptism chant!"

……Yes!Those who hunted him were not only from the Magic Association, but also from the Church of the Holy Church!Why is he so full of magician killers?

Swallowing a few times with difficulty, the necromancer felt that at the very least, he had to figure out that he had already fled to the Far East, and which agent would take over the task of hunting him down.

"...anoint your sins with a seal. Eternal life shall be bestowed in death. Forgiveness here, accept my oath - Lord have mercy (Kyrieeleison)."

Forced to share the perspective of the living corpse, he saw the priest in black and the black keys scattered like natural enemies!Those church standard weapons are like a branding iron poking into ice cream, easily piercing through the body of the living corpse, and purifying them while the living corpse screams with only a little awakening of its own intelligence!

At the same time, the necromancer also heard someone's deliberately heavy footsteps from behind.

Also dressed in black, but compared with the priest's attire that fits the figure, the magician killer wearing a flowing black windbreaker, making it difficult to judge which props are hidden in the clothes, undoubtedly puts more pressure on the necromancer.

The living corpses are probably finished, maybe he shouldn't run away, he should try to fight against the heretics who use modern technology!

The necromancer took out his magic armor made from corpses—it looked like something that would explode when thrown out of the fuse, or an assembled and combined version of human fingers.

Emiya Kiritsugu raised his gun expressionlessly.

"boom!"

Someone fell to the ground in response, and the weapon in his hand didn't even have time to throw it.

Of course, he didn't die either, he just activated the magic circuit and took the most severe damage from the origin bomb. Not only did his blood vessels burst, but he was lying on the ground half dead and continuing to twitch...

The battle is over.

Not brilliant, not exciting and not flashy, but realistic.At least the two children who watched the whole process were greatly shocked, and their little faces turned pale with fright.

"This is the battle of magicians... Are you still interested in magic and eager to learn?" Kiritsugu asked directly at the scene.

Kotomine Kirei circled around at this moment, with a clear goal towards the dying necromancer. The shadow formed by his tall figure was like an ominous black cloud, covering half of the opponent's body.

"Oh, it looks like the magic circuits are all disabled... Do you want to die?"

That's the question, but Kirei didn't want to know the answer at all, and ignored the magician's wide-eyed expression begging for a quick death, and turned the person over, and pressed his palm on the other's chest, letting the green light in his palm shine toward the outside of the magic circuit. Restoration in the place where you want to repair... By the way, admire the painful and distorted face of the necromancer because of the rough healing technique.

──It's just teaching the children badly.

Kiritsugu almost wasted an extra origin bullet, and shot backhand at the wicked priest.

Fortunately, the child is pure enough, very attentive when thinking about things, and has not been greatly affected.

Waiting for a while, Emiya Kiritsugu heard the little Tohsaka Rin take the lead: "I want to learn magic, I like magic, I am the future head of the Tohsaka family!"

The little girl was full of stubbornness and pride.Just as her voice fell, the little boy next to her finally raised his head that had been lowered all the time, revealing a childish but determined face.

"I... I want to learn too, I want to prevent this from happening again, I... want to be a partner of justice!"

At the same time, a small chaos occurred on the tall building in the distance──

"Don't, don't! Children's rhetoric! The nature is also... oh!" Cu Chulainn hurriedly controlled someone's raised arm, caught off guard and suffered a bit, and couldn't help shouting: "Who are you projecting? The ax? It’s so strong! Dilu, come and help me! It’s easier for me to catch people if I change my posture!”

"Oh... oh! Okay, come on!"

"Let me go, you two!"