Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

"Sure enough, are these two guys fighting?"

Wearing green-brown armor, Wu Ming shook his head slightly as he watched the two confronting each other under the hotel, as well as the children threatened by the caster.

However, even though saving those children is very important, if compared with Gilgamesh's life, there is still a big gap.

That cold reason made him understand what was the most correct choice.

Not paying any attention to the battle situation between Artoria and the French Marshal, Wuming raised his thick boots and walked towards the hotel.

At this moment, this man only has that guy as his target in his eyes.

The lonely king named Gilgamesh.

In any case, no matter how huge the price is, as long as he is killed, the people of Fuyuki City can be saved as a matter of course.

In comparison, it doesn't matter if it's just the lives of a few children.

Feeling the machine-like coldness in his heart, Wu Ming couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

This, perhaps, is the future of the 'Guardians', the guy named Alaya, that human consciousness aggregate, 837 designed the future for these Guardians.

The heart gradually became indifferent, and even abandoned the things I had been guarding all along. Whether it was my own heart or anything else, it gradually dissipated in the mission after mission.

Then, all the guardians turned into emotionless machines and props without humanity in the hands of Alaya.

Even though he was aware of this, Wuming couldn't resist Alaya's order. The power of the contract strongly drove him to move on.

Towards the bottomless abyss, stepping gradually.

At this moment, in a room shrouded in shadows in the hotel.

That man, that man in a long black trench coat with a cigarette in his hand, under the deep black shadow, half leaned on the sofa and waited for the plan to start.

Here is the ground floor of the hotel, and of course no barrier was set up by Reinis, so Emiya Kiritsugu used a little trick to get here.

However, his target, the girl named Reinis, was protected by layers of barriers at this moment. Even with his power, it was absolutely impossible to defeat those aloof heroic spirits.

Therefore, this crusade from the Church of the Holy Church is his only chance of winning. If this opportunity is lost, Hisu Maiya will not be able to return to his side.

Clearly understand all this, so this man is more hesitant, more painful.

After all, is it a wise choice to send Altria, who is the main force, to the battlefield for the sake of Hisau Maiya?

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't know, and he didn't want to think about such things again.

Perhaps, for the lives of just a few scumbags, he could sacrifice Hisu Maiya, but when faced with Hisu Maiya's life, this man chose to hesitate.

"So, has the plan started?"

Emiya Kiritsugu lightly snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, then sighed slightly.

"Then, let's hope they haven't killed Hisau Maiya yet."

While talking like this, Emiya Kiritsugu checked the submachine gun and the single-shot rifle, and then filled the magic power into his magic engraving, ensuring that the inherent timing control in it could be activated at any time.

Even though such a move would damage the magic engraving to a certain extent, it can be said to be too amateurish, but at this moment Emiya Kiritsugu has no other choice.

Neither Einzbern nor himself had prepared a sufficiently powerful magic dress. Even if he wanted to increase his combat power in other ways, only Emiya Kiritsugu's sparse magic level could not be used.

Therefore, the magic engraving on his body and the 'origin bomb' can be said to be one of the few means he uses to fight against magicians.

Then, he walked gently towards the upper floor of the hotel.

No matter what, he wanted to kill that girl named Reinis.

At this moment, outside the hotel (bfab), there was a dignified atmosphere between the sword knight named Arturia and the French marshal named Bluebeard.

"Jeanne, who is my saint?"

Bluebeard questioned unwillingly in that hoarse tone.

However, what was greeted was only solemn words.

"You, why did you kidnap these children!"

Seeing the fearful children behind Bluebeard, Artoria had already forgotten that her plan was to help Emiya Kiritsugu as the Master.

She didn't notice at all that her behavior could be said to have betrayed Emiya Kiritsugu who was in Reynis' magic workshop.

As a heroic spirit, she didn't interfere with Reinis Fang as planned, but stayed here for Blue Beard.

That's why Emiya Kiritsugu hated her nobility and arrogance.

"Sure enough, you are my Joan of Arc who pays so much attention to the weak!"

As if he had noticed something, Blue Beard couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Such holiness and such greatness can only be possessed by Joan of Arc."

He growled in that hoarse tone, then pointed at Arturia and said.

"Children, go to that saint, she will protect you."

While saying words that Artoria didn't understand, Bluebeard released the magical power surrounding the children.

Those children ran towards the King of Knights while showing fearful expressions.

But watching this scene, the King of Knights revealed a trace of surprise.

She did not stop the children who were running towards her.

At this moment, on the top floor of the hotel, Gilgamesh admired Arturia's figure, and couldn't help saying slightly astonished.

"It's really stupid. Is this the so-called chivalry, throwing away your life for the weak trash?"

Gilgamesh had a faint sarcasm on his face, and obvious contempt in his words.

He gently raised the scarlet wine in his hand, tasted the mellow taste, and said in that disdainful tone.

"It seems that this is the end, King of Knights!"

At this moment, under the hotel, looking at the children who came running, even though Arturia felt a little disobedient, she still protected them behind her back.

"Damn scum, you actually attacked these innocent children, what about your dignity as a heroic spirit!"

The King of Knights yelled at Bluebeard in that incomparably solemn tone.

However, the French marshal known as Bluebeard did not have the slightest bit of shame.