The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 228 Swap

Torn between resentment and pain, Tokiomi Tohsaka ultimately lost his life.

His eyes remained wide open, conveying his anger and bewilderment.

"It was too short." This thought flashed through Kirei Kotomine's mind.

He slowly savored the feeling brought about by Tokiomi Tohsaka's hatred, a complex and indescribable emotion.

"Ha~ha~" Gilgamesh laughed as he watched this scene: "As expected, you are much more interesting than Tokiomi Tohsaka."

Gilgamesh's words carried a hint of admiration as he looked at Kirei Kotomine as if he were seeing a new plaything.

Kirei Kotomine stood there quietly, his face expressionless.

His heart was filled only with the happiness and satisfaction he had just felt; he didn't care about anything else.

When Wes arrived at the scene, the place where the fierce battle had taken place was now completely silent, as if the commotion and turmoil had never happened.

There was only a single piece of paper lying there, trembling slightly in the breeze.

Wes approached with steady steps, bent down slightly, and picked up the note with his long, slender fingers.

Upon unfolding it, all that was written on it was an address and a time, with no other extra information.

"Matou Kariya failed," Wes muttered to himself.

However, there was no trace of worry on his face.

There's also Plan B; everything is still under his control, and he has a plan to deal with whatever situation changes.

Back in the lab, dim lights spilled into every corner, and Alice lay naked and still on the lab table.

Her fair skin glowed with an ethereal light under the dim lamplight, making her appear like a fine work of art.

"You're lucky. Kiritsugu Emiya kidnapped Kariya Matou and wants me to exchange you for him."

Alice heard this but didn't want to pay him any attention. She just lay there quietly, her eyes empty and cold, like a bottomless pool, without a ripple.

However, Wes wasn't embarrassed by it; he was already used to Alice's reactions.

He gently touched Alice with his scepter, his movements tender.

In an instant, a blue light flashed in Alice's eyes. The light was mysterious and profound, as if it came from the endless depths of the universe and contained an elusive power.

Alice gracefully rolled off the lab table.

Upon landing, she knelt down without hesitation, leaned forward slightly, and said to Wes with utmost respect, "Master."

Wes looked at Alice kneeling before him and nodded in satisfaction.

As they slowly walked out of the laboratory with Alice, they encountered Matou Sakura at the door.

Sakura Matou stood there quietly, looking as if she had been waiting there for a long time.

She lowered her head, her long purple hair cascading down her cheeks like a waterfall, obscuring her expression.

She remained silent, like a quiet statue.

Perhaps out of fear of Wes, or perhaps because she hadn't yet overcome her trauma, she dared not raise her head or utter a sound.

Wes looked at the timid little girl in front of him.

He reached out and gently patted Matou Sakura's head: "I will bring Kariya back."

Wes's voice was deep and firm.

"Thank you." Matou Sakura's voice was very soft, like the buzzing of a mosquito.

If Wes's body hadn't been enhanced, he wouldn't have been able to hear what she was saying at all.

This was the first time Matou Sakura had spoken to Wes, and her voice carried a hint of nervousness and shyness.

Wes stopped and looked back at Matou Sakura.

"Don't worry," he said again.

Upon hearing this, Matou Sakura slightly raised her head and revealed a faint smile.

That smile was like a flower in spring, shy yet full of vitality.

"You're so cute, smile more often." After saying this, Wes turned and left with Alice.

Following the address on the note, Weiss arrived at an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Fuyuki City.

The area around the factory was completely silent; there wasn't a soul in sight.

The barren land was overgrown with weeds, and the dilapidated factory buildings creaked in the wind, telling tales of past glory and present desolation.

Kiritsugu Emiya must have chosen this location to set a trap beforehand.

Wes knew this, of course, but he wasn't worried.

When he entered the factory, two sniper rifles were already aimed at him.

The dark muzzle of the gun was like the eye of death, radiating a chilling killing intent.

Both sniper rifles were loaded with magic bullets containing Kiritsugu's ribs, the origin of "severing" and "binding".

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

These magic bullets were made by taking the first and second ribs from Kiritsugu's side, grinding them into powder, and then using spiritual engineering to condense them into core materials, which were then sealed into 66 bullets.

They were specifically prepared for the Holy Grail War and are extremely powerful.

I've already used 8 pills to deal with Assassin, and now I have 58 left.

"Master, should we fire?" Hisayu Maiya asked through the walkie-talkie.

Hisayuu Maiya and Emiya Kiritsugu occupied two high points in the factory, keeping their eyes fixed on Wes.

Hisayu Maiya's voice was calm and steady, without a trace of panic.

Maiya was an orphan whom Kiritsugu Emiya found on the battlefield when he was young. Since then, Maiya has stayed by Kiritsugu's side, learning combat techniques.

She studied while helping Kiritsugu, becoming his most capable assistant.

Besides being Kiritsugu Emiya's assistant and apprentice, she was also his lover.

"Wait a minute, we're not sure if this is the real thing." Kiritsugu Emiya's voice came through the walkie-talkie, his tone full of caution.

After the two battles, a lot of information about Wes was leaked.

They knew Wes could create clones, so they dared not fire easily.

Wes remained completely calm despite the sniper rifle aimed at him.

He was as relaxed as if he were taking an after-dinner stroll.

He closed his eyes slightly and focused his mind on sensing the magical fluctuations around him.

Soon, he sensed the magical power that Artoria was deliberately emitting.

He immediately realized that Artoria was guiding him.

He walked with steady steps, turning left and right through the abandoned factory.

The surrounding environment was dark and damp, and the dilapidated machines and piles of debris exuded a rotten smell.

Finally, inside a factory, he saw Saber, who had been waiting for him for a long time.

Saber stood tall and straight, like a beautiful statue.

"Long time no see." Wes greeted her like an old friend, with a faint smile on his face.

However, Saber didn't give him a friendly look.

Her eyes were filled with anger and disgust as she pointed her sword at him and shouted, "You despicable scoundrel!"

It was filled with condemnation of Weiss.

(End of this chapter)