Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

As Irisviel is the Lesser Grail and has a friendly relationship with him, it's natural that the new moon wouldn't harm her. However, Kiritsugu Emiya is a different story—

As a dutiful son, I would remove a few parts from my elderly father's body so he could spend his later years in a wheelchair, saving him from unrealistic fantasies of saving the world, and allowing him to receive meticulous care from him and his wife... Wouldn't that be wonderful!

The sweeping magical storm converged at a single point in an instant, and beneath the brief silence lay an undisguised killing intent.

Not only Kiritsugu Emiya, but even his expression changed, becoming uneasy and anxious.

"Danger! Irisviel, back off!"

Irisviel? Mrs.?

Shuoyue's hand paused slightly.

Is she here too?

Is that why Kiritsugu Emiya was able to react to his scheme so quickly?

Completely unaware that the food pictures she posted had caused this disastrous result, Shuoyue watched as the last glimpse of the trench coat was about to disappear around the corner, gave an annoyed snort, withdrew some of her magic power, and released the spiraling arrow!

"Fantasy collapse!"

Following the Hyatt Hotel, an office building next door also groaned and slowly collapsed.

The collapse of fantasy swept through every corner of reality, with only the surging blue storm stubbornly guarding a corner of the devastated scene.

When the two buildings became history, the new moon withdrew its iron bow and stood silently.

Ahead of him, the young female knight holding a golden sword was breathing heavily, and behind her was Irisviel, her face filled with guilt.

As for Kiritsugu Emiya, he has long since disappeared.

Once her breathing had calmed down a bit, she angrily revealed the holy sword in her hand, saying, "Do you know how dangerous this is, Shuoyue! Irisviel was almost caught in the crossfire."

In response to the rebuke, the white-haired youth tilted his head and sneered:

"Oh, what a coincidence, I almost got my head blown off by a bullet just now too."

He didn't deliberately show off his pierced hand, but Artoria still noticed the horrifying injury, her blue pupils trembling slightly.

"New moon, you..."

"No need for further words, Knight King." Shuoyue's expression had calmed down without her noticing, as if her injuries had never been healed, and she raised her twin swords.

"Kiritsugu Emiya did remind me—this is war, after all, and I should retract some of my careless thoughts. Things won't just go according to my plan."

There was no anger in the young man's tone. Just as he believed, anger, shock, sadness... these emotions were merely reminders of his shortcomings, and that he should then work harder to make up for his mistakes—if he simply wallowed in them, he would not be able to move forward.

Just like tonight's operation, this crisis wouldn't have occurred if he hadn't let his guard down and kept a close watch on the other Masters' actions.

"However, even if I rationally realize my mistake, the frustration in my heart won't dissipate anytime soon." The white-haired youth, his spirit armor fluttering, pointed his sword, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Weren't you trying to stall me? Well, I've been wanting to vent my frustrations anyway. How about you play a few rounds with me?"

"Phew..." Irisviel breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief, then, without showing any emotion, pushed the dazed Irisviel to a safe place and raised the dazzling golden sword.

"I can't ask for it."

The next moment, the two figures collided violently!

Another place.

This is an unnamed steel-framed building. Once completed, this will be the 38th floor of the Fuyuki Central Building.

The project is now just over halfway through, and exterior construction is about to begin. This mixed-use commercial building, which will become a landmark in Fuyuki City, currently has its reinforced concrete surface exposed to the strong winds blowing through the night sky.

At the same time, this is also the location where Hisayu Maiya is.

"I didn't expect you to blow up the entire building. Such a ruthless person doesn't seem like a magician at all. Or perhaps he's very good at exploiting magicians' weaknesses?"

A deep, cold male voice echoed through the floor, signaling the arrival of an uninvited guest. Hisayu Maiya gripped her pistol tightly, watching the man in the robes warily, and instinctively uttered his name.

"Kiyoshi, Kirei..."

Chapter 63 The Clash Between the Agent and the Assassin

That was the strange phenomenon that Hisayu Maiya noticed when the Hyatt Hotel collapsed.

It's not a symptom like a smell or a sound, but a more abstract change in aura. Only warriors forged in the crucible of life and death can truly sense this aura.

A skilled assassin never ignores such warning signs.

With a focus as sharp as a blade, she drew a nine-millimeter pistol from its holster at her waist while scanning her surroundings.

Someone found her—

"Your senses are sharp, woman."

A deep, cold male voice came from behind, echoing among the surrounding steel pillars, its origin unknown.

Something traced a slow parabola from the shadow of the steel pillar and landed at Maiya's feet.

Maimi quickly aimed her gun at the projectile, but when she realized it wasn't dangerous, she turned back towards the thrower's location.

But out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of something that had fallen to her feet, because she recognized it.

It was the carcass of a bat, with a CCD camera strapped to its abdomen. This was the familiar that Maiya had released, which had disappeared after being sent to wait near the Fuyuki Church.

The fact that this person was willing to show her this bat carcass made their identity self-evident. The other person didn't seem to intend to hide, calmly stepping out of their hiding place and standing in front of Wu Mi's line of sight and the muzzle of her gun.

He was a tall man with a troubled expression, radiating an indescribable sense of oppression. His jet-black monk's robes seemed to bring his shadow on the ground to life, or perhaps they enveloped all the darkness around him.

Mai was no stranger to that person.

"Kenpo, Kirei..."

That Master Kiritsugu was most wary of, and also the most dangerous.

As for Shuoyue, she has already been automatically classified as a Servant by Wuya.

"Oh? This should be our first meeting. What brings you here? Well, I guess I know who you are now," the man replied.

Mai realized she had inadvertently murmured something aloud and clicked her tongue in surprise.

Kirei showed absolutely no fear of Maiya's gun and continued calmly, "If that's the case, you must know something else. You know this is an excellent spot to monitor the thirty-second floor of the Fuyuki Hyatt Hotel, and you also know who stays in that hotel."

Maiya remained silent this time, but she was pondering why Kirei Kotomine, the Master who had previously kept a low profile, would appear here so openly.

On the other hand, Kirei turned her head slightly towards the outside of the building and glanced at the location of the Hyatt Hotel, which had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a cloud of dust and smoke. She let out a long sigh of surprise.

"I didn't expect you to blow up the entire building. Such a ruthless person doesn't seem like a magician at all. Or perhaps he's very good at exploiting magicians' weaknesses?"

Maiya was startled, realizing that this man knew so much about Kiritsugu Emiya, just as Kiritsugu knew about Kirei Kotomine.

"Don't leave me alone talking, woman. Just answer one question - where is the man who was supposed to take your place?"

Upon hearing his question, Maiya stopped speculating about Kirei Kotomine.

I have no other thought but to kill this man.

Release the safety and pull the trigger.

The rapid-fire gunfire was continuous, producing three consecutive booming sounds.

Nine-millimeter rounds, known as military ammunition, certainly possess sufficient lethality, but not enough. Therefore, firing three shots into the abdomen is common knowledge among professionals. It's better to attack a larger, more easily targeted area to inflict serious injury than to aim for a small, fatal wound. This is the ironclad rule of lethal shooting techniques.

However, the bullet did not hit the internal organs under the monk's robe, but the hard concrete ground.

Kirei's movement was incredibly fast, but no human body could outrun a supersonic bullet. Kirei Kotomine simply outpaced Maiya's thinking—in other words, he anticipated his opponent's movements.

He could discern the aiming point from Maimi's gaze, then judge the timing of firing by observing her limbs tense to prevent recoil, and thus dodge the bullets.

Whether in the mortal world or the mystical realm, this is an ability that surpasses that of ordinary people.

Not only that—the one who turned and dodged in that instant was not Kirei, but Maiya.

Her free right hand was covered in sticky blood, and the pistol that should have been in her hand fell to the ground with a hollow sound.

Her astonished gaze fell upon a cold, sharp blade embedded in the steel pillar behind her. It was this very weapon that had silently wounded her right hand and knocked her weapon from her hand.

That was a thin blade with a length exceeding one meter. While it might remind one of a Western sword, by sword standards, the hilt was far too short.

This is a special throwing weapon used by agents of the Holy Church, called the "Black Key." The man in the robes dodged the bullet's trajectory while simultaneously launching the sword.

The Black Key, one of the essential anti-heretic weapons of the Holy Church's agents, is naturally powerful, but correspondingly extremely difficult to use. Only highly skilled individuals can master its power. Kirei Kotomine, who has undergone grueling training since childhood, is impeccable in this regard. Even the "Buried Mechanism," the Church's ultimate force teeming with monsters, might not surpass him in the skill of wielding the Black Key.

The Church, the Agent.

It is in these swift and fierce exchanges that Kirei Kotomine's terrifying nature is truly revealed.

Having experienced life and death on the battlefield, possessing superb skills and ruthless killing ability, Hisayu Maiya, who was almost perfect in every aspect, was injured and disarmed in the instant of the conflict, losing her ability to fight. She had no resistance against Kirei Kotomine and could be captured by him in just a few dozen seconds, unable to escape or even have the chance to commit suicide. The difference in combat power was so great that it was despairing.

If Kirei Kotomine hadn't intended to capture her alive, rather than kill her, the person named "Miya Hisau" would probably be a corpse lying on the ground right now.

"What's wrong, Maimi? What happened?"

An urgent question came through the earpiece, and Hisayu Maiya's ears twitched slightly, but she did not answer.

It wasn't that she couldn't, but that she didn't want to. She didn't want this dangerous man to get close to Kiritsugu Emiya. This terrifying agent's true target wasn't Maiya, but Kiritsugu. Just as Kirei had predicted, she was Kiritsugu's subordinate, acting on his orders. She absolutely couldn't allow Kirei to obtain concrete evidence at this time and place.

"What? Aren't you going to seek support? Kiritsugu Emiya should be nearby, right?" Kirei had already stated the name bluntly. He was also certain that if Kiritsugu Emiya, whom the Einzbern recruited, was also involved in this Holy Grail War, he would definitely take action tonight.

However, the woman remained silent, and Kirei Kotomine, who had been acting on his own, was gradually losing patience.

We mustn't kill her; we must capture her alive. But as long as she can still speak, that's enough; we don't need to remove her hands and feet.

Kirei made a cold judgment in his mind and approached the woman hiding behind the steel pillar step by step. His opponent should be unarmed now; the disassembled automatic rifle couldn't be reassembled immediately, and there wasn't time for her to run to pick up the pistol that had been shot down.

The outcome is decided.

But just then, a white curtain suddenly rushed in between him and his prey, completely obscuring his vision. The pungent stench of the chemical reaction assaulted his nostrils.

"Smoke grenade!?"

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Chapter 64 Command Seals, Shining Once Again

Kiritsugu Emiya must be nearby.

Kirei Kotomine was so certain of this.

Even though he had never met that magician assassin, and even though his past and that of the person named "Emiya Kiritsugu" were two parallel lines unrelated, Kirei Kotomine felt a shiver run through his soul the moment he received the information.

He stared at the man, convinced that the man also harbored an abyss within his heart.