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Chapter 465 Swordswoman Girl Adolf

At the Matou residence, as the light faded, Matou Ryogen gazed longingly at the summoned creature before him.

Approaching us was an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit, with a round face and an incredibly peaceful appearance.

But what attracted Lieken and Matou Kariya the most was the other's incredibly clear and bright eyes.

This Heroic Spirit doesn't seem to be affected by their Berserk attribute buffs.

He is the Berserker, the least like a Berserker.

"You are my master," the old man said calmly, looking at Matou Kariya. "You may call me Salothsau (Pol Pot)."

As he spoke, his gaze drifted in a certain direction: "Speaking of which, in this timeline, it seems my counterpart hasn't died yet."

"Now, let's work together to win this battle."

Sharotsau extended his right hand and said, "Let's work together to eliminate all the enemies in front of us."

After saying that, Saloth looked at Soiken next to Matou Kariya: "This guy is the enemy, isn't he? I can feel your hostility towards him."

"Having this kind of thing, you must have sucked up countless amounts of the people's hard-earned money. You, a parasite that feeds on people, are the kind of person I should eliminate."

As he spoke, Sharothau's eyes hardened: "It's not just mansions, the entire universe is too modernized, and they are all targets for elimination."

"Hehehe, Kariya, it seems the Heroic Spirit you summoned is quite extraordinary."

Matou Ryouken laughed in a voice as clear as frosted glass, implying that the other person's brain wasn't working quite right.

"Shut up, you audacious heretic! You're so ignorant and arrogant, still standing here! You don't take me seriously at all!"

Without warning, Sharothau roared, his voice like thunder: "Faced with the torrent of the people, reactionary heretics like you must be eliminated."

As he spoke, he suddenly swung his right fist at Matou Ryouken, but it was weak and powerless, just like his appearance suggested—an ordinary old man.

"What's going on? This Heroic Spirit is too weak." Matou Ryogen couldn't help but mutter to himself.

However, although on the surface this Heroic Spirit appears to be incredibly ordinary in terms of power, Matou Ryogen is still not prepared to confront him head-on.

In an instant, the magic on his body activated, attempting to transform into countless insects and scatter.

But in the next moment, he was shocked to realize that his body could not transform into an insect.

Not only was he unable to transform into an insect, but he also couldn't activate any magic. Salotsho's fist slammed into his face, knocking him to the ground.

"What... what's going on?" Fear welled up in Matou Ryougen's heart. Without magic, he was even weaker than an ordinary person.

"Hmph, any demons and monsters are just paper tigers, and they will all be defeated in front of the steel torrent."

"This is my talent, the Eye of Truth," Sharoth exclaimed. "All powers beyond the mundane will be rendered ineffective within my sight."

"This... how could there be such magic? Even magic couldn't possibly be like this..." Matou Ryouken couldn't help but question, but he was met with another punch.

"Hmph! Stubborn to the end, nothing I say will change your mind. You vermin only drive up the prices of the working people's rice! Be purified under my righteous iron fist!"

Under Kariya's wide-eyed gaze, Sharoth pounced on him, punching him repeatedly in the face, and in this simple yet brutal hand-to-hand combat, he brutally beat Matou Ryouken to death.

Throughout the entire process, Yan Ye watched silently from the sidelines, waves of exhilaration washing over him.

As for stopping him? What a joke! He's practically a reincarnation of Buddha if he didn't go up and kick him a couple of times.

With his hands stained with blood, Saloth turned to Kariya and said, "Master, why don't you try out your talent too?"

Yan Ye was taken aback: "My talent?"

Yes, your talent is called "survival".

"As long as you have the will to live, you will never die," said Salothshaw earnestly.

"Even the greatest destruction will be regenerated in an instant, and this ability can also be applied to others. As long as you are willing to take the pain of another person's injury, you can be healed indefinitely."

Upon hearing Sharothau's explanation, Kariya looked down at his hands: "To survive?"

As Sharoth looked away, Kariya's talent came into play.

In an instant, his originally hideous and terrifying appearance and depleted body were revived, and a feeling of vitality surged from within him.

The feeling of being reborn was more wonderful than anything Kariya had ever experienced.

He looked intently at Saloth and said, "It seems this Holy Grail War is different from previous ones. Can you tell me why?"

……

"Are you my master?"

A tall, flat-chested, blonde girl looked at Kiritsugu Emiya in front of her and said politely, "You can call me Hill."

"Shell?" Kiritsugu Emiya frowned, looking at the girl in front of him without saying a word.

"Of course, if you don't like this name, you can call me by my full name, Adolf."

Upon hearing the girl's answer, Kiritsugu Emiya muttered to himself, "Hill, Adolf, did this person really exist? Adolf Hill..."

Suddenly, Kiritsugu Emiya's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at the girl before him. A tremendous surge of emotions welled up within him, like a tidal wave crashing down. This girl was...

"It seems you've already guessed who I am." Hill smiled somewhat sheepishly.

Even Kiritsugu Emiya felt immense pressure facing the seemingly harmless girl before him, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This is the guy who once ignited wars across the globe, but why is he a woman?

"Don't focus on the past; instead, study your talents."

Hill said, "Everyone's talent is a unique miracle born from their heart, experiences, and thoughts, and my talent is the [Genetic Integration]."

"The Aryans are the most superior race, and the Germanic peoples are the most superior peoples."

"The most outstanding race naturally possesses the most outstanding genes. My ability is to copy gene fragments from others and acquire all their outstanding talents and abilities."

Hill spoke earnestly, making Kiritsugu Emiya think, "As expected of you."

"As for your talent, it is called the 'Right Path'."

Hill smiled and said, "Although I don't know what gave you this talent, it allows you to see infinite possibilities within a single day and then choose the one you believe is right to embark on."

As he spoke, Hill extended his hand and said, "Let's work together, using our talents as swords, to eliminate all enemies that stand in our way."

After a moment's hesitation, using his newly acquired ability to explore all the finite possibilities of the future within a single day, Kiritsugu Emiya understood the nature of this game.

Suppressing his inner resistance, Kiritsugu Emiya extended his hand and clasped it tightly.

At this point, all the heroic spirits had been summoned.

Knight: Hawking

Rifleman: MacArthur

Magician: Lau

The Hidden One: Tetsuya Yamagami

Berserker: Pol Pot

Archer: Kennedy

Swordsman: Adolf

(End of this chapter)