Honkai Summoning.

The Battle of Weiyuanchuan officially ended there.

Alexander the Great, the Cavalry Conqueror, died; Artoria solved the problem with her left hand; the Holy Grail War Destroyer—Li Yunlong's Heroic Spirit (pretending) died; Matou Kariya was severely injured by Tohsaka Tokiomi, and then Kotomine Kirei (pretending) finished him off; one more Heroic Spirit and one more Master were lost.

Kiritsugu Emiya has not appeared and remains mysteriously missing.

This is the information obtained by the Holy Church. Overall, Kotomine Risei is quite satisfied with the results. Apart from successfully eliminating an unstable factor, the deaths of the cavalrymen are an unexpected bonus.

The only thing to worry about now is where Kiritsugu Emiya, the magician killer, is hiding. However, without his Heroic Spirit, he is certainly not as threatening as he is now.

With Gilgamesh's terrifying power, winning this Holy Grail War was a foregone conclusion. It's just that this Heroic Spirit is too difficult to control. Otherwise, given the right opportunity, the Holy Grail War could be ended in one night.

Then, a delighted Kotomine Risei was ambushed and killed by Kenneth, who had obtained a Command Seal.

Of course, whether or not the old man, Kotomine Risei, lived or died had nothing to do with Su Mo; in fact, he had never even remembered the old man's name.

Su Mo, who was sleeping soundly in the luxurious hotel room, reluctantly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked at the serious-looking Altria in front of him, saying, "I'm not wearing any clothes."

Artoria's face froze instantly, and she whirled around: "Get me dressed right now!"

"If you know how to be shy, then don't barge into a man's bedroom in the middle of the night. By the way, why are you here too, Madam?" Su Mo turned to the other side and looked at Irisviel. "Won't Emiya Kiritsugu just blast you in with a rocket launcher if you do this?"

"Huh, why?" Irisviel blinked, somewhat puzzled.

"Forget it, he probably doesn't have time to argue with me about something like this right now." Su Mo put on his clothes, threw off the covers, and got out of bed. "Thinking about it carefully, I'm the one who actually suffered a loss."

Hearing the noise behind her, Artoria turned around and looked at Su Mo, saying, "I need an explanation from you."

"The death of the Conqueror King?" Su Mo asked.

“That’s right, why kill him?” Artoria said.

"Why not kill him? He's our enemy, isn't he?" Su Mo smiled, his tone relaxed.

“At that time, he wasn’t an enemy, but a comrade-in-arms,” Artoria said solemnly. “I cannot accept turning against my comrade on the battlefield!”

“Ahoge,” Su Mo shook his head, giving him a “you’re too naive” look. “You need to understand, you all teamed up to kill Li Yunlong… He was never your ally from the start. Could it be that because of the Sea Demon, you’ve forgotten your original purpose?”

“I haven’t forgotten that the initial goal was to make Li Yunlong and Emiya Kiritsugu fake their deaths so they wouldn’t be hunted down, but you didn’t say you were going to kill him.” Artoria was clearly a stubborn person.

"If we hadn't made that request, he wouldn't have trapped the sea monster inside the barrier, and he wouldn't have died. I feel like I'm the one who killed him!"

Given Artoria's upright character, she clearly could not accept the death of the Conqueror King—especially since it was because of her death.

“You can consider me the murderer,” Su Mo said lazily, not intending to persuade the stubborn knight king. “In fact, I did kill him inside the barrier and used this to cut off his head.”

With a flick of his finger, the concentric chains transformed into thin threads that danced before Artoria's eyes.

If a man doesn't even have this much responsibility, then he shouldn't be in this business.

“You…” Artoria took a step forward, and her clothes began to change, transforming from a black suit into armor.

“Saber!”

At that moment, Irisviel stepped in front of Artoria to prevent a conflict between them. Irisviel, though innocent and naive, wasn't stupid; she knew things were going badly when Artoria angrily confronted Wang Aiguo.

"Uh--"

When Irisviel stared at her sternly, Artoria was taken aback. Her imposing aura dissipated, and she bowed slightly, saying, "I apologize for my rudeness."

Su Mo smiled but didn't say anything. His eyes swept over Artoria, and the indescribable look in his eyes made Artoria tense up instantly, almost putting her into battle mode.

This was her instinct as a warrior, a natural reaction, as if she had encountered a natural enemy.

Fortunately, the feeling only lasted for a second before disappearing. She saw Wang Aiguo wave his hand and say with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay. Pretty girls always have special privileges." He even gave her a thumbs up.

Artoria remained silent. She admitted that what happened was somewhat unreasonable, but it was completely contrary to her beliefs in chivalry and her own code of conduct.

In Artoria's view, winning the Holy Grail War in a fair and square manner is like fighting in a ring. As for Wang Aiguo and Emiya Kiritsugu, as long as they can achieve victory in the end, any means are secondary, or rather, they can be described as unscrupulous.

Are they wrong?

Artoria asked himself honestly, and he realized they hadn't done anything wrong, just that their methods weren't exactly honorable.

Was I wrong?

Artoria did not believe that his long-standing code of conduct and the chivalrous spirit he upheld were wrong.

The problem lies with the Holy Grail War, and with this world!

Of course, Artoria wasn't some immature teenager who would make such a simplistic and crude judgment. Although she was somewhat confused, she couldn't possibly believe that the world was wrong. She simply believed deep down that this was a heavy burden that a king had to bear and a difficulty he had to face.

"Ai Ai is really something, how could she say such things to provoke Saber?" After dealing with Artoria, Irisviel started to scold Su Mo again.

"Yes, yes," Su Mo replied insincerely, then suddenly asked, "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

"Huh?" Irisviel paused for a moment, then said, "I'm fine now."

"That's good." Su Mo nodded and looked at Artoria, saying, "If you have time, you can go find that guy with the luck E now, maybe you can see him one last time."

Chapter 75 You Have a Death Sign Above Your Head

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"Luck e?" Artoria looked puzzled, clearly unable to keep up with Su Mo's unrestrained, imaginative, and completely unpredictable thinking.

Su Mo said with a smile, "Since ancient times, spearmen have been unlucky. Was that spearman named Diarmuid again?"

Artoria seemed to understand what Su Mo was talking about, and turned to leave the room.

Irisviel wanted to chase after her, but she had only taken two steps when her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the soft carpet. In that short delay, Artoria had already disappeared from her sight.

"Have the symptoms already started to appear...?" Su Mo thought to himself as he walked up to Irisviel and extended a hand.

Irisviel grabbed Su Mo's hand, using his strength to stand up, and looked worriedly in the direction Artoria had left, saying, "Will they be alright?"

“Sara wouldn’t betray us. Even if she disagrees with Kiritsugu Emiya’s ideals, at most we’ll have a fight—no, Kiritsugu Emiya probably wouldn’t even be interested in arguing with her.” Su Mo helped Irisviel sit down on the edge of the bed. “You should worry about yourself.”

"What do I have?" Irisviel looked at Su Mo with a flickering gaze, clearly not speaking her mind.

"The assassins are dead, the magicians are dead, the cavalrymen are dead, and the spearmen won't survive the night." Su Mo listed them off as if they were his own treasures. "As the Holy Grail vessel, how much time do you have left?"

Irisviel's eyes widened. As a homunculus of the Einzbern family, a vessel of the Holy Grail, she had never told anyone else about this. The only people who knew were Kiritsugu Emiya and the rest of the Einzbern family.

How did this heroic spirit know all this?

"Speaking of which, Emiya Kiritsugu is also a tragic man. He killed his own master with his own hands back then, and now what he's doing is tantamount to slowly killing his wife. He's simply destined to be a lonely star, destined to die alone." Su Mo sat down in the chair in the room and said in a low voice.

“Kiritsugu…he was such a gentle person.” Irisviel sighed, a heartbreaking smile on her face. “He sacrificed so much for that dream.”

"It must have been tough," Su Mo replied insincerely.

He remembered that the Holy Grail War ended in tragedy once again. The Holy Grail failed to fulfill Kiritsugu Emiya's wish. After it was destroyed, the black mud that flowed out not only allowed Gilgamesh and Kirei Kotomine to survive, but also caused a fire in Fuyuki City.

In the end, Kiritsugu Emiya relied on a surviving little boy as a source of inspiration and lived for a few more years. Later, that boy participated in the Holy Grail War... In short, it's a tragedy that continues indefinitely. Generation after generation has been ruined—all for the sake of a so-called Root.

In Su Mo's opinion, since they're already so rich, wouldn't it be better to just lie at home counting money and having fun every day? Trying to create big news all the time is simply harming others without benefiting themselves.

After chatting casually for a few more minutes, Irisviel still couldn't figure out why Su Mo knew some rather secret things, so she checked into the hotel—don't misunderstand, not in the same room, she booked a new room at the hotel.

Artoria returned the next morning, looking exhausted, and told Sumo that the spearman was dead.

Their attitude towards Su Mo improved considerably, probably because the contrast with the even more ruthless Emiya Kiritsugu immediately elevated Su Mo's image.

Compared to Kiritsugu Emiya's act of having Kenneth order the spearmen to commit suicide, Su Mo at least killed the Conqueror King within the opponent's barrier. Thinking about it carefully, it can actually be considered a fair battle.

"Really?" Su Mo replied with his mouth full while eating breakfast, leaving Artoria speechless.

Someone died, couldn't you at least show some sadness?

"By the way, you haven't fallen for that guy, have you?" Su Mo swallowed the last bite of rice and suddenly looked up to ask.

"How could that be?" The expected scene of panic and blushing did not occur. Su Mo looked at Artoria with considerable disappointment as she earnestly explained her feelings for that lucky man—such as the feeling of mutual respect between two upright knights, in short, it was not romantic love.

"Speaking of which, I remember she ended up with Kiritsugu Emiya's son... apparently she likes older men dating younger women, even though she herself looks quite young." Su Mo suddenly remembered, and his gaze towards Artoria became subtle.

Unable to bear such stares, Artoria hurriedly left the room to find Irisviel.

"How about we go watch Li Yunlong train his Independent Regiment?" A new day has begun, and we should always find some time to do things. Su Mo took the elevator, preparing to leave the hotel, pondering whether to directly drag Li Yunlong and his Independent Regiment along and end this Holy Grail War as soon as possible with an absolutely ferocious approach, or to wait for the plot to develop slowly and let those guys continue to kill each other for a while, so that the resistance to him "eating" the Holy Grail in the end would be less.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Su Mo saw a man with a small mustache, wearing a red suit, carrying a cane, and looking incredibly flamboyant appear before him.

"Tokiomi Tohsaka?" Su Mo was taken aback. "Why is he here? Hasn't this guy been killed by Kirei Kotomine yet?"

Su Mo only remembered two things about Tokiomi Tohsaka: he gave his little girl to Zouken Matou, that perverted old man, and later Kirei Kotomine successfully murdered her, which was a tragedy.

Thinking about it carefully, almost everyone in this Holy Grail War is a tragic figure.

Fuyuki City is practically a giant coffee table!

Seeing the person blocking the elevator entrance without moving, Tokiomi Tohsaka frowned slightly.

“Sir…” Su Mo slightly stepped aside to make room and said, “You have a death star above your head.”

"What?" Tokiomi Tohsaka glanced at Su Mo, feeling that the person looked somewhat familiar, but he didn't pay any attention to it and laughed with great disdain.

As a magician, I certainly wouldn't be so easily fooled by such a charlatan.

“There really is a Death Star, you have to believe me.” Su Mo ignored Tohsaka Tokiomi’s contemptuous smile, stepped out of the elevator, and reminded him again before the elevator doors closed.

"No need to trouble yourself," Tokiomi Tohsaka replied casually as the elevator doors slowly closed, watching the face outside the elevator transform into his own as the doors closed.

"This guy looks familiar," Tokiomi Tohsaka thought to himself. This familiarity wasn't about his appearance, but rather a peculiar feeling.

If Tokiomi Tohsaka had been there that night and paid a little more attention to "Inspector Megure," he would have realized that the imposter police officer who had been hiding his face behind his hat was the same "con man" who had just spoken to him.

Tokiomi Tohsaka came here with only one purpose: to form an alliance with Irisviel. As for what other motives lay hidden within, that remained unknown to outsiders.

After Irisviel met with Tokiomi, she directly asked Kirei Kotomine to withdraw from the Holy Grail War. Tokiomi then summoned Kirei Kotomine, and the three of them sat down and talked for a while. After reaching a consensus, Tokiomi and Kirei Kotomine left.

Sitting on the sofa in the hotel lobby, Su Mo watched the two figures leave and clicked his tongue twice: "Some people really don't live long."

Kirei Kotomine seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned around, looking at Su Mo leaning against the sofa, his brows furrowing.

"Kirei, what's wrong?" Tokiomi Tohsaka stopped in his tracks, puzzled by his disciple's sudden behavior. Could there be an enemy nearby?

Tokiomi Tohsaka was a pure magician who hadn't learned any martial arts, so his sensitivity to things like "aura" and "gaze" was naturally not as good as his disciple's.

"It's nothing." Kirei Kotomine stared at Su Mo for a while, then suppressed his doubts and said.

"Do you know this person? I just saw him, and he said I have a death star on my head." Following Kirei Kotomine's gaze, Tokiomi Tohsaka saw Su Mo sitting on the sofa and couldn't help but ask.

This person, who could attract the attention of his disciples, doesn't seem to be an ordinary person, does he? Or was it simply because he was staring at them that Kirei Kotomine noticed him?

Tokiomi Tohsaka looked at Su Mo, unaware of the subtle changes in his disciple's expression.

"It's nothing, he just kept staring at us. He's probably a con artist." Kirei Kotomine and Tokiomi Tohsaka came to the same conclusion, but for completely different reasons.