Chapter 105 The Night of Strategy
It's like a concert, the climax part only releases three or five syllables, and then the whole audience is silent. Just when the mood is excited, it immediately quiets down.

Surprise tactics only work once.

Even so, Menechel, who had just been provoked by the desire to fight, had to force himself to calm down again. Although he had no feelings for Kenneth, as the anchor of his existence in this world, he must be rescued.

"Let's end the battle tonight."

The body gradually turned into blue magic particles, and Menechel finally glanced at Artoria who seemed to want to say something, and completely disappeared under the night.

Kenneth's position is not far from the battlefield, just on the top of the construction building next to the abandoned warehouse. Under the agility blessing that was temporarily strengthened to A-level, Minechel came to the opponent's side in a few jumps.

At this time, Kenneth was lying on the ground like a dead thing, completely devoid of any unusual arrogance. The blood overflowing from the five bullet holes in his lower abdomen exuded a strange sweet smell in the air, mixed with the smell of blood. The smell of gunpowder is so thin that it can be ignored.

On the back of his hand, the three brightly colored Command Seals did not fade away, and the breath that was still there even though it was faint showed that Kenneth did not die so soon.

The strange magic power fluctuations on his body maintained Kenneth's last vitality, but the effect of Kenneth's magic was nothing more than that. There was no time to react, and Kenneth was brought down in an instant—it was obvious that Kenneth had just As soon as he went out, he was ambushed.

But how dare he go out alone without the servant by his side?

Without time to analyze the source of Kenneth's strange courage, Menechel picked up Kenneth's body and quickly moved away.

Unfortunately, he is not a Servant who is good at healing, and now he can only hope that Kenneth's fiancée knows some healing magic.

Not long after Menechel left with Kenneth on his back, Emiya Kiritsugu stuck his head out from the hiding place in another building, and after repeatedly confirming that the pair of master and slave had left through the aiming field, he then Take it easy.

【Emiya Kiritsugu, you are doing some little tricks, right】

Ignoring the boring question of his useless Servant, Emiya Kiritsugu disassembled the sniper rifle self-consciously—Kenneth has a high probability of not dying, and it is not possible to hit his vitals face-to-face against a magician of that level , Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't be relieved no matter what.

There will probably not be such a good opportunity next time.

Emiya Kiritsugu was rather regretful, before he could fire his sixth shot, the enemy Servant had already arrived, and Saber, who had been deprived of his weapon, couldn't even block it.

The subject who learned of his Master status was not cleared immediately, but instead exposed his fighting style to other contestants.

Emiya Kiritsugu would not naively think that he was the only one watching this battle, probably at this moment, the masters who collected information with the help of familiars have already laughed in a certain corner.

……

Solau left the window for Menechel as he had prepared.

It might sound strange to say this, but it also avoided the embarrassing situation where Menechel rushed into the hotel lobby with a seriously injured man in his arms.

Solau glanced at Kenneth, who was completely unconscious, and greeted Menechel's injured left arm with a smile, and a bright green light lit up in his hand: "Thank you, Lancer."

The torn wound immediately granulated, and the numbness gradually replaced the pain.

Seemingly for a more precise treatment, Solau leaned towards Menechel unintentionally, but Menechel, who had already squeezed in through the window, turned around dexterously as if he was very worried about Kenneth's body. Staggered Solau's body and put Kenneth on the window.

"Miss Solau, please treat your husband first."

Menechel stepped back while moving her improved arm, and the smile on Solau's face froze, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the three-stroke command spell on Kenneth's hand.

"Please rest assured and leave it to me, Lancer, you can rest first."

The implication was to allow Menechel to leave first, but Menechel nodded at Solau as if he didn't understand, and retreated to the wall to stand against the wall.

The twilight halo on his body lit up for the third time, and the accumulated pain and exhaustion surged up like a tide at this time.

But Menechel still looked at Solau who used green light to heal her fiancé with her usual expression. This woman was quite troublesome.

He couldn't forget the gloomy silence in Solau's eyes when he just answered the call, it was the deepest sadness that only a person who has no hope for life can have, and the flash in the other's eyes when he saw him light.

Menechel certainly knew the other party's intentions, but the other party's thoughts were like those of a drowning person. No matter who appeared at this time, they would pin their hopes on him. He just appeared at this time That's all.

Thinking of this, Menechel couldn't help but take a few more glances at Kenneth who was lying on the bed and was still in a coma. The soft green light bathed in him at this time was quite eye-catching.

It was so pitiful that the woman he liked didn't like him.

After a long wait, Solau finally left Kenneth's side.

"He's still alive." Solau said flatly, "But it's probably going to be hard to fight with you in a short time."

In other words, Kenneth will no longer increase the difficulty of fighting for Menechel in a short time.

"Also, this is the picture you collected from the familiar during the battle. Assassin was killed by a Servant from the Tohsaka family."

No wonder Kenneth dared to go out alone. It turned out that Assassin had left.

Seeing the black figure engulfed by a piece of gold in the picture, Menechel narrowed his eyes.

Even through a screen, Menechel could feel Assassin's despair at that time.

This kind of violent throwing method is not a disgrace to the name of the bow knight. Menechel asked himself, if he was caught in that dense halo, even if he defended with all his strength, he probably would not feel good.

But defeating an opponent doesn't necessarily require a head-on defeat.

When he had time, he would visit Tohsakataku in person, preferably when Archer was definitely not around.

"Miss Solau, this stronghold is no longer safe, we must move out as soon as possible."

Because Menechel hid the information about "Mr. Kelly" from Solau and Kenneth in order to avoid the war, so that the two still don't know the fact that their identities have been leaked.

Especially now that Menechel was forced into a short-term weakened state due to the countermeasures of her skills.

"I listen to you, Lancer."

"Miss Solau." A commercial smirk appeared on the corner of Minechel's mouth: "Some thoughts that shouldn't be thought about, it's best to cut them off from the very beginning."

 During this weakening period, Minai will not experience battles, so don't worry about me deliberately sanctioning
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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