Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

But never won)

……

,(However)】

This life is not over yet)

The enemy's prolonged chanting did not reassure Kotomine Kirei, but instead made him even more terrified.

He didn't know why Shuoyue had murderous intentions towards him from the very beginning, but no matter what, escaping from here was his first priority now.

But will Shuoyue, who is well prepared, really let him escape?

The last of the imaginary particles gathered into a giant arm, stretching between Kotomine Kirei and the stairs, leaving only a small gap at the door, becoming the last obstacle that determined Kirei's life or death.

Even if it is a fake body, it is still)】

The flow of magic power became more and more stable and majestic. Even Kotomine Kirei, who was only a half-baked man, knew that Sakutsuki's preparation for the final blow was nearing its end.

Gritting his teeth, Kotomine Kirei pulled Hassan's body beside him without hesitation, exerted force with his wrist, and threw her towards the Shadow of Imaginary Numbers!

The sword is made by nature! )】

The staircase was broken, and a figure stepped on Hassan's gradually melting body, bent his body and broke through the concrete wall. The imaginary particles cut a wound on his waist, and blood flowed out. He rolled down the stairs in a miserable state.

The World Egg expanded in an instant, completely engulfing the floor.

Snowflakes are flying, and the full moon in the sky is cold and lonely.

Inherent Barrier·Infinite Sword System

The young man in white robe and red clothes stood on the hill, his eyes like a god looking down at the fragile black shadows.

"Ten, fifty... um, fifty-two people, including those killed earlier, so I only killed twenty-five?"

Twenty-five? Only?

Do you think we are cabbages? You have already killed almost one third of them, okay?!

Although the Hassans who split apart had different personalities, most of the stubborn ones were killed by this killing god. Now the 52 remaining ones are just prisoners who are still subject to sentencing under the inherent barrier.

But the young man who was judging them did not take action, but instead began to talk to himself:

"Although it was a great blitzkrieg, the result was a failure... Tsk, be careful next time."

Blitzkrieg?

The Hassans looked at each other and understood the meaning of the new moon from their shared memories.

When Kotomine Kirei went to find Hisau Maiya alone, he would naturally be on guard around him in case any Servant came and caught him off guard.

Of course, He Shuoyue, who was in the battle, did not escape Baimao's eyes and ears.

Because he was attacked by the magician killer Emiya Kiritsugu, he chose to fight with his enemy... This chain of logic is simple, clear and impeccable, so it is natural for Bai Mao to let down his guard in this battle.

Who could have thought that Sakutsuki would decisively engage in a duel with her when releasing his Noble Phantasm, using the magic interference for reconnaissance, and then instantly appear beside Kotomine Kirei and launch an offensive against him?

The so-called blitzkrieg is well-deserved. Shuoyue, who possesses the ability to "displace space", is even more maneuverable.

"But I didn't expect that Kotomine Kirei actually used Yizhi as a human shield and used her as a springboard to escape. Alas, it was also because he used too much imaginary magic when sparring with Kenneth, and the remaining strength was not enough to completely cover the exit."

After revealing how Kotomine Kirei escaped, Sakutsuki seemed to have lost interest in the matter. He lowered his head to look at the rest, with a strange smile on his face.

What do you, the Hassans of the Hundred Faces, think about your Master Kotomine Kirei using you as cannon fodder?

After a brief silence, one of the Shadow Servants stepped forward and said indifferently:

"We, the Shadow Group, will dedicate the rest of our lives to our master, even if it means losing our lives."

"Oh?" Shuoyue whistled frivolously, and his golden eyes swept over the other Hassans. "Do you think so too?"

There are thousands of people with thousands of faces. As individuals differentiated from Hassan the Hundred Faces, they inherit different aspects of her personality. Therefore, although there are those who remain calm in the face of enemy forces, there are also those who are willing to surrender before death.

But regardless, they all maintained a strange silence.

Because the murderous intent in Shuoyue was so strong, it was like the evening bell that sounded when death visited, announcing the arrival of a funeral.

Listen, that is the sound of the ancient bell.

There was a crisp sound, and a surging wave of swords rose up from behind the young man, sweeping across everything within sight like a tsunami.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The symphony of swords, spears, and halberds, the roar of axes, hooks and forks, finally turned into the sacred ritual of death.

The evening bell has revealed the time of your death.

Hand over the head!

Chapter 67: Night Talk in the Church

Kotomine Kirei fled all the way back to the Cathedral Church.

His left abdomen was bleeding because it was eroded by imaginary particles.

But he didn't dare to treat it, or to be more precise, he didn't dare to use magic to treat it.

If his magical aura is exposed... that young man might be able to find him.

The fierce posture of the golden-eyed young man flashed through Kirei's mind, causing a surge of regret in his heart.

I didn't expect that Sakutsuki was so determined to kill him that he even abandoned Emiya Kiritsugu who almost shot him and wanted to attack him. It was really a big mistake.

But why?

Even though he sacrificed himself to cover the retreat, Kotomine Kirei still did not dare to relax, and returned to the protected church as quickly as possible, shedding blood along the way, and in the end even had double vision in his eyes.

"Kirei? What happened?!"

A vague but familiar voice reached his ears, and the agent, who had lost too much blood, could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, falling into a coma.

Just before he fell into coma, he felt something inside him breaking.

That is, the contract.

After a brief commotion, the Cathedral Church fell into peace again.

Kotomine Kirei walked in the quiet corridor with a calm look in his eyes, thinking about something.

The wound on his waist has completely healed. His mentor Tokiomi used his precious gemstones to not only heal the wound, but also eliminate the damage caused by imaginary particles to the human body. Kotomine Kirei is now undoubtedly in his peak condition.

However, from the perspective of the Holy Grail, the Master named "Kotomine Kirei" is in a dangerous situation.

Just now, with the joint confirmation of the Holy Church's supervisor Kotomine Risei, and the heir of the Three Great Families and a participant in the Holy Grail War, Tōsaka Tokiomi, they had to face a painful fact - the core of their early plan, the one-man intelligence network, was confirmed to have been destroyed just now.

The killer, Master Shuoyue,

The so-called Holy Grail War was an intelligence war before the final battle. The lack of was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Tōsaka Tokiomi, which meant that he had lost his greatest advantage and could only gather intelligence through the most basic familiars, greatly reducing his efficiency.

Even so, this elegant man in a red suit did not vent his anger on others, nor did he pursue Kotomine Kirei's unauthorized actions. After a brief loss of composure, he suppressed the bad news in his heart, and turned to comfort the "depressed" Kotomine Kirei, and considerately let him go back to his room to rest.

Such demeanor is worthy of the head of the Tousaka family who inherited the family motto of "always maintain elegance".

If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely prostrate themselves in shame and gratitude, be conquered by the charm of this man, and would not hesitate to go through fire and water for him.

But Kotomine Kirei is not that kind of person. His concern for Tōsaka Tokiomi is not false. His heart is as still as dead water.

The priest in his cassock stopped.

No, indeed there is.

At some point, his heart did indeed feel ripples.

But… that was the moment when his mentor lost all his elegance upon learning of his death.

At that time, Kotomine Kirei realized his almost instinctive desire.

I want to appreciate this distressed expression more, appreciate this...pain that belongs to others.

!!!

Reason finally returned belatedly, and after realizing his own thoughts, Kotomine Kirei's first reaction was not to admit it, but to lock it firmly in the bottom of his heart, locked it in a place that even his memory could not reach.

"Lord..." I subconsciously recited the Bible, but such prayers were more empty than the wind blowing through the corridor.

But no matter what, with the Lord's help, Kirei once again avoided his essence.

After the emptiness in his heart faded a little, the man who suppressed his thoughts sighed and opened the door of his room.

Suddenly, Kirei was caught in an unnatural feeling, as if he had accidentally entered someone else's room.

It wasn't that the smell or temperature was different, but the atmosphere had obviously changed. Kirei's room, which was originally very simple, was filled with a luxurious and elegant atmosphere, as if it had become a room in a palace.

Of course, the furnishings and lighting in the room had not changed at all, it was just because there was a man leaning leisurely on the bench.

? ”

The golden Heroic Spirit, dressed in a modern style, an enamel leather jacket with fur trim and a pair of leather pants, held a goblet and gave Kotomine Kirei a secret smile.

It's like the forbidden snake lurking in the Garden of Eden, spitting out its tongue.

Golden hair like blazing fire and eyes as red as rubies. That person was none other than Tōsaka Tokiomi's Servant - the Hero King Gilgamesh.

Since being summoned, this Heroic Spirit has been traveling around at will, relying on his ability to act alone. Recently, he has even gone so far as to show his physical form, change into "casual clothes", and swagger around the streets. Kirei once heard Tokiomi talk about this with a slightly complaining tone, but he never expected that Gilgamesh would actually come to his room.

He didn't care at all about trespassing into someone else's room. He poured the red wine he had taken out of the cupboard into a glass and tasted it elegantly.

"Although there aren't many, the treasures here are more complete than Tokiomi's wine cellar. What a terrible apprentice."

Kirei could not tell why the other party came to visit him. He only saw that the table was filled with various bottles of wine. It seemed that he had taken out all the wine in the room and seemed to be tasting it.

Others might find it surprising. Kirei had a quirk: as long as he heard that there was top-quality wine somewhere, he would buy it without thinking twice.

Alcohol is a profound world that seems endless the more you pay attention to its quality. In this case, perhaps there is a kind of taste that can fill the void in Kirei's heart. If such an encounter really happens, it would not be bad to indulge in alcohol - this desperate ascetic once thought half seriously.

But so far, his dabbling in wine has never paid off, except for the increasing number of bottles of luxury brands. Of course, he never thought of using these wines to entertain guests, let alone an uninvited guest. Even if the other party praised his wine, he would not want to entertain such a person.

"What on earth do you want?" Kirei asked patiently.

"Nothing, I'm just interested in you." His eyes looked at Kirei meaningfully through the wine glass.

"How is it? Obeying Tokiomi all the time doesn't satisfy your soul?"

At this point, are you beginning to feel dissatisfied with the contract? Gilgamesh." Kirei did not answer the question, but simply asked him back with a cold face.

Even if the other party was the legendary Hero King, Kirei did not feel afraid at all. No matter what Tokiomi personally thought, a Servant was still the Master's servant after all. No matter who this Heroic Spirit was, as long as he was still a Hero, he was just an existence inferior to Tokiomi. Compared with himself, who was Tokiomi's direct disciple, at most they were of the same generation, so there was no need to be overly humble to him.

Kirei's attitude did not make him feel dissatisfied. He just snorted coldly and tasted the wine in the glass.

"It was Tokiomi who summoned me. I am able to stay in this world because of Tokiomi's support. More importantly, he is treating me as a subject, so it is not impossible for me to respond to him."

After saying this unexpectedly polite sentence, Gilgamesh's unusually red eyes revealed a look of annoyance.

"But to be honest, I didn't expect him to be such a boring person. Not interesting at all."

It's unexpected that a Servant would say such a thing."

Kirei was so surprised that his anger at his attitude and his suspicion of the real purpose of his visit gradually faded away. In this strange and relaxed atmosphere, Kirei almost allowed himself to occupy a place in this room.

So they started talking.

Starting with Kotomine Kirei's mentor, Tōsaka Tokiomi, they shook their red wine glasses and discussed the Holy Grail, magicians, the Cathedral Church... and finally even mentioned the "roots" and the inner side of the world.

Not only that, looking at the declaration that "I will be content as long as I enjoy this great universe that belongs to my garden", Kotomine Kirei vaguely sensed that a certain fate was approaching.

There had been countless opportunities in the past to break in here and talk to him, but the king did not do so.

Then why did the oldest hero king come to him only at this moment, tonight when his actions were controlled by Tōsaka Tokiomi with a Command Seal?

"I'm just interested in you." Gilgamesh seemed to have noticed Kotomine Kirei's question, and repeated his original words, drank the wine in the glass in his hand, and asked casually:

"Kirei, what about you? What is your wish for the Holy Grail?"

Hearing this question, Kirei felt for the first time that he didn't know how to answer.

"I——" Yes, this is the biggest question. Why did the stigma appear on Kotomine Kirei's right hand?

"I... don't have any particular wish that I want to fulfill..." Kirei answered with a hint of confusion. Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in his red eyes.

"That's impossible. Doesn't the Holy Grail only summon those who are worthy of it?"

"That should be the case. But... I don't understand. I have no ideals to achieve, and no wishes to fulfill. Why was I chosen to participate in this war?"

"Is this question so difficult?" He chuckled, as if mocking Kirei's tense face. "Without ideals or wishes, then isn't it enough to just pursue pleasure?"

“How can this be possible!” Kirei’s tone subconsciously became impatient.