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"Such an expression... It seems that you are also in the vortex! Looking at Emiya Kiritsugu's slightly anxious face, he showed a generous smile and reached out to touch Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Declare - I give your body to me, and my fate to your sword. If you are willing to follow the Holy Grail's entrustment and obey this principle and this intention, then you should do it."

"Oh! I will obey you for now. Until you rescue that kid Waver, my chariot will ride for you!"

As the magic vortex rose, a new group of Masters and Servant were born.

Chapter 170: Fawn and Archer's invitation

I'm not awake yet, I'm not awake yet, can't you see

Maintaining a posture similar to that of a sit-and-forth bend, Weber closed his eyes tightly and tried his best to squeeze out all the strength in his body, trying to remain natural while not being able to move even a little, for fear that this hero king, whose personality was very different from that of a normal person, would notice anything unusual.

"Wow, this kid is like a fallow deer with his eyes closed."

Whether it’s a deer, a cow, a sheep, or a pig... please go away quickly, I can’t hold on any longer!

, since he hasn't woken up yet, forget it." Kotomine Kirei's voice came from outside the door, and for the first time, Waver felt that the voice of this annoying priest was like the sound of nature.

Like this guy said, get out of here you annoying bastard!

But the next moment, he fell from heaven to hell.

"No need. I'm in a good mood. Just wait here." As the stool beside him was pulled open, someone sat on it amid the sound of armor colliding, and let out a comfortable sigh.

"It's also a pleasure to watch the fallow deer struggle before death."

...was discovered.

This annoying king was definitely enjoying the ugliness that I was trying so hard to hide.

After realizing this, Waver simply opened his eyes, relaxed his body, and forced himself to look into the eyes of the Golden Heroic Spirit that exuded a terrifying aura:

"Why are you arresting me?"

"Instead of begging for mercy, you questioned me? Interesting bastard. Staring at the stubborn Waver, his eyes revealed a light of joy. "Is it because you stood behind the King of Conquerors at that banquet? I didn't even see the filth that was transforming in you."

"Transformed...filth?"

"You didn't realize it, bastard?" Gilgamesh said as a matter of course. "If I must describe you, you were as disgusting as an ordinary bastard when I met you in the warehouse street. Now, although you still stink, at least you are not bad enough for me to kill you like stepping on an ant."

"Ah!" Stimulated by Gilgamesh's murderous aura, Weber shuddered subconsciously and wanted to avoid his gaze, but he forcibly stopped his eyeballs from moving.

If you look away, you will die.

Every cell and every nerve in his body sent out such a warning, so much so that the trainee magician did not even dare to blink. He just kept recalling the resentment and anger in his heart and expressed it in his eyes.

To the oldest hero king, this arrogant look was probably as funny as a fallow deer alert to hunters, so much so that he slapped his thigh and laughed out loud with great joy:

“Interesting, interesting. I didn’t expect that besides Kirei, there is such a toy worth entertaining. In this case, there is no need for me to have other ideas. Hey, bastard, are you interested in being my Master?”

what? "

The hostility in his eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by astonishment and confusion. Waver looked at the Servant in front of him, who was one of the best in the Holy Grail War, and blurted out subconsciously:

"Didn't you make a contract with Kotomine Kirei?"

"Oh, you guessed it just from our conversation? Is it because you woke up too early, or is your talent finally beginning to show? He said it casually, but he didn't give Waver time to think. "Don't worry about me. I naturally have the means to cancel and conclude contracts. So, have you thought about it? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With me here, the Holy Grail is just a piece of cake."

"No.

Perhaps I heard it wrong." Gilgamesh's handsome face darkened, and he stared at the trembling Master with intimidation in his eyes, "Let me be merciful and ask you again - are you willing to sign a contract with me?"

The majesty of the top Heroic Spirit surged like a tsunami and swept like a hurricane, stirring up Waver's heart into a mess. Both his rationality and emotion were thrown into the sky and could not be grasped.

But even so, Waver still held on tightly to the string of 'reason'. His whole body was drenched in sweat, and he answered while panting:

"To be fair, as a Master, no one would reject a Servant like you - even I can see that you haven't exerted your full strength at all, and are just playing this Holy Grail War with a game attitude. If you take it seriously, it will be easy to end the Holy Grail War."

After a pause, Waver did not add the words 'same as the new moon' into the sentence.

Talking with this moody king, Waver was grateful from the bottom of his heart that he was just a commoner and that this was not the era before the Glorious Revolution.

"In that case, who gave you the courage to refuse my order?" Gilgamesh frowned, his face becoming even more ferocious. "Do you want to bargain with me like those bastards in the market?"

"No, King of Heroes." Waver shook his head and said, "It's just because I already have a Servant worthy of entrusting. That's all."

"Will you allow me to board your flying boat? As a Master?"

"Will you suppress your desire to fight the heroes because of me?"

"Will you introduce me to your comrade, your best friend? Even if I have to forcibly pull him out of his slumber, even if I am completely unqualified as a Master?"

"No, King of Heroes, you can't do that - but I know there is someone who can do it."

Even though he was in danger, Weber still smiled, his eyes were dim but sparkling with brilliance.

"That is my unique Servant. Even if I am just a waste in the field of magic, at least I can try my best to catch up with his pace. In this Holy Grail War, I will only offer the Command Seals in my hand for him."

What a...disgusting bastard.

Gilgamesh looked at Waver, who had forgotten the danger and was speaking his mind freely, as if he could gain infinite power just by mentioning that guy's name.

Iskandar, the King of Conquerors.

Gilgamesh admitted that the man had an extraordinary charm, but being suppressed just for this reason still made the arrogant king very unhappy and even murderous.

But he always stared at the eyes of this weak master, watching his eyes gradually shining like stars.

The emotions contained there... he had experienced them before.

Even though this body is made of spirit particles, it still throbs with the memories of that time.

The dazzling and illusory person, the person I lost in my arms...

At the moment you disappeared from my arms, were the same stars flowing in my eyes?

The murderous intent in his heart dissipated like dust, and the ancient king turned and left without saying a word, passing by Kotomine Kirei who was waiting silently at the door.

"Failed?"

"Hmph, this kind of miscellaneous cultivator is not even qualified to clean my bedroom." The King of Heroes snorted coldly, "Besides, the King of Conquerors is my prey. Using his Master to defeat him is an insult to me and him, Kirei."

He had been so enthusiastic before... Kotomine Kirei was secretly complaining in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.

"Then, let's activate the backup measures."

"Whatever you want, I just want the result." The golden heroic spirit turned his back to Kirei and waved his hand impatiently.

After receiving the promise, Kotomine Kirei finally curled the corners of his mouth, looked at Waver who was unable to move in the room, and clapped his hands.

The skylight opened, and the pool water that had been squeezed outside the window suddenly rushed out and poured down, soaking Weber who was caught off guard.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Kotomine Kirei ignored him and continued, "At first, I wanted to seduce the Master, and let him chop off the head with me. Then, when he was immersed in the joy of obtaining the Holy Grail, I would appear again and make him lose his life in regret and despair."

"However, I didn't expect the Master to be so determined, and the King also showed mercy by not killing him outright - but it doesn't matter, the same goes for the other way around."

"When the Master who lost his Master finally breaks through our 'barrier' and this secret room, but only sees the dead Master's body, what kind of expression will appear on the face of the man who claims to be the king? Hehe... Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it."

Staring intently at Kotomine Kirei's strange smile, until the sealed door of the secret room was slowly closed, Waver felt the water level instantly reaching his ankles, gritted his teeth, and once again reached out to the soles of his feet -

Outside the secret room, there was a sudden noisy sound and a familiar, heroic roar:

"Weber! Where are you, kid? I'm here to save you!!"

Fallen deer: Alert in temperament, native to Greece, Spain, Portugal, Italy and other places, it is one of the creatures that appeared in the Mesopotamian era.

Chapter 171 Countdown to the Final Battle

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

Raindrops fell from the eaves, and the bamboos beside the pond made clear sounds.

Amid the aroma of tea, a white-haired young man sat on the porch, looking up at the gray sky.

The moon tonight will surely be very bright. If the temperature is cool, you can enjoy the moon here with Miyu and the others.

The young man emptied his mind and let his thoughts run wild, until a beautiful head of silver hair came into his sight. He turned his head away, and his ruby-like pupils were filled with resentment.

"Irisviel."

“Xiao Shuoyue, you’ve made me not know what to do.” Although she was already a mother, Irisviel pouted, her brows still hiding a girlish look of anger. “Kiritsugu must be very worried to take me away in this way.”

"It's okay. I've left a message for him." The young man picked up the teapot and stared at the emerald green water line pouring into the celadon teacup.

"Sit down. Even though there is no moon, listening to the sound of rain can relax you."

"He's obviously a young man, but why does he look like an old man?" Irisviel muttered, sitting down next to Shuoyue, who was wearing a black and white kimono. She picked up the teacup and took a sip, then stuck out her tongue and put the cup back in its place. "Is this tea? It tastes so bitter."

"That's because you're not used to it yet, ma'am." Shuoyue smiled and picked up the teacup. The tea went down his throat and then became sweet. "Let's get back to the topic. Why did you come to see me?"

"Of course I have a lot of questions for you, like what happened to Illya? Can the magic in her heart be solved?"

“You care more about your daughter than the Greater Holy Grail? Fine, I can always remove the magic from her, but…”

"but what?"

"However, if you want your daughter to escape the fate of the 'Lesser Holy Grail', it is better to keep it this way. Sakutsuki said, "Through Miyu's magical induction, I was able to use projection magic to write a simulated heart of Illyasviel, and asked a puppeteer to remake it."

"But...isn't this the method you, Shuoyue, use to threaten us?"

"Yes, it is both a threat and a salvation, just like the real threat to human nature is the desire to protect human nature itself. Things always have two sides. Although the puppeteer is in dire straits under the 007 work system, she will have time to deal with Illya's affairs the day after tomorrow, right? By then, I will use replacement magic to help her escape the tragic fate in the future, so..."

"so?"

Looking at the puzzled Irisviel, the young man showed a cunning expression: "So, even if it's for Illya, you must protect me, okay?"

“You are so cunning.” Irisviel smiled helplessly, with a gleam of joy in her eyes. “Then when will the Holy Grail War end? In the final analysis, we don’t even know what your purpose is.”

This time, the young man who had always remained calm finally fell silent. After a while, he said, "There is still some time. Let me tell you a story, Irisviel. A story...that happened in another world."

"You really do like telling stories, little Shuoyue."

"No, it's just that some things feel better when told from the perspective of an outsider." Shuoyue said, "Then, where should I start..."

“Let’s start with the story of a man named Emiya Kiritsugu, who came to Fuyuki City with his servants along with the Lesser Holy Grail named Irisviel.

"It's just that in this story, there is no such thing as 'New Moon'."

The sound of rain is gentle, the aroma of tea is lingering, and the young man's voice is like a dream, telling the gray past, silver present, and red future.

In the end, the boy named Shirou who was adopted by Emiya Kiritsugu vowed to become a hero in Kiritsugu's place, to become the person Kiritsugu once admired but gave up. The wish to protect smiles and gentleness, and to hope that happiness can be eternal, was passed on to his adopted son from the hands of a man who had achieved nothing and gained nothing in his life. "

"And so, the gears of fate continued to turn, heading towards the destined yet unknown destination."

Sakutsuki finally stopped talking. He had already been surrounded by people including Miyu and Hisau Maiya. Irisviel, who had been sitting beside him from the beginning, was already in tears. She asked with a sob:

"That's the 'Shirou' you called yourself back then?"

"Yes, that was me. To be more precise, that was the original power I inherited. In another world, a man also called 'Emiya Shirou' gave me everything he had left, including his bond and fate." Sakutsuki confessed, "Although the story of this world is different, because of the pollution of countless 'Shirou's on the Throne of Heroes, and the memory of me who is familiar with the trajectory of fate, everyone who has a connection with the individual 'Emiya Shirou' will have an impact on me."

"So you were influenced by 'Emiya Shirou', which is why you are so tolerant of Emiya Kiritsugu? "

Sakutsuki nodded: "I have to admit that because of this way of existence, I do feel guilty and grateful to Emiya Shirou. It is normal to have some preference for his relatives. At the same time, the soul fragments he left behind are also affecting me, making me subconsciously let go of many things. Otherwise, Kiritsugu would have been caught in my hands long ago."

"But that's all in the past. Thanks to someone for not being a riddler, I have now realized this mistake. Shirou Emiya's emotions can no longer interfere with me. Besides--"

The young man stood up, stretched, walked into the house, and left a few words lightly.

"In one day at the least, or two at the most, my pilgrimage in this Holy Grail War will be over. At that time, my condolences for a certain man will also come to an end."

"I will live on in this world as 'Shuoyue' with all my respect, on his behalf."

The gossip of Sakutsuki and the others came to an end. In another corner of Fuyuki City, Kiritsugu Emiya was still busy trying to save important people.

After signing the master-servant contract, he brought Emiya Kiritsugu, who had received the supply of magic power, to the church gate at lightning speed, and then stopped.

"There is a warning barrier outside the door. If we take another step forward, the people inside will sense our arrival." He said, "Do you have any good ideas, Emiya Kiritsugu?"

"What's the solution?" Emiya Kiritsugu said as he took out his pistol and turned off the safety. "The solution is that we rush in together. If there are any Servants, you deal with them. While I kill Kotomine Kirei, I will look for your Master's trace."

"Putting the search for my Master first."

"That's impossible." Emiya Kiritsugu tilted his head and looked at him, "My mission is equally important."

"Then we can each do our own thing after entering the church - maybe the servants inside are more interested in the Master." He raised his eyebrows and refused to give in.

Faced with the naked threat, Emiya Kiritsugu finally chose to take a step back. "Well, I will help you find the Master's trace first, and then I will take action against Kotomine Kirei. Do we need to sign a contract, King of Conquerors?"

"No, I don't need that thing. Just let me trust you this time, Master." Iskandar said meaningfully, and even emphasized the last sentence. Then he took the lead in driving the Divine Wheel and rushed into the church:

"Weber! Where are you, kid? I'm here to save you!!"