Looking at Kenneth, who had given up all hope, Kira Yoshikage gave him a kind smile:

"I'm going to let you go."

Kenneth's eyes widened in astonishment. "You're no longer bound by the contract, so why are you letting me go?"

"I always keep my word."

Although Yoshikage Kira's explanation seemed perfunctory, Kenneth couldn't help but be suspicious.

If the other party wanted to kill him, there would be no need to keep him alive until now, let alone deceive him.

"So, I can leave now?"

Kira Yoshikage nodded slightly:

"Anytime is fine."

Kenneth was somewhat bewildered. Holding his badly injured fiancée, he retreated into the still-operating elevator and, with a heavy heart, rode it down to the first floor.

The hotel was deserted; all guests and staff had been evacuated due to the natural gas explosion on the top floor.

Although Kenneth still didn't understand why Yoshikage Kira had let him go, he felt inexplicably relieved.

At least Sora and he are still alive, and what they have lost are just material possessions. Isn't that something to be thankful for?

Although Sora lost an arm, the magic world is not lacking in excellent puppeteers who can create prosthetics that rival real ones.

Although he lost the two supreme Mystic Codes, Moon Essence and the Three Foundations Magic Furnace, with his talent and ability, he could completely recreate a Mystic Code that rivals or even surpasses Moon Essence.

As long as he lives, he will remain one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower and a Color Rank Magician at the pinnacle of the magic world.

As long as you're alive, there's a future.

He will marry Sora in the future and become the Grand Master of the Magic World. They both have bright futures!

"Sora, we'll get out of here safely, I promise you."

Kenneth kissed his fiancée's forehead, comforting Sora who was wincing in pain. He smiled, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future, until a bullet pierced Sora's temple and his heart simultaneously.

boom!

Kenneth looked on in astonishment as he saw the man in the black trench coat, holding a sniper rifle, appear at the hotel entrance.

His body went limp, and he staggered back two steps, but his hands still tightly held his fiancée's gradually cooling body.

Kenneth's fiancée's head exploded the moment the bullet pierced her, her brains and blood smearing all over his face.

He wanted to cry out in despair, but only a large amount of blood came out of his mouth.

Witnessing everything from the nearby shadows, Hisayu Maiya quietly pulled the trigger of her AUG rifle. The bodies of the clock tower's monarch and his fiancée were riddled with holes by the metallic storm of 5.56mm bullets, their bodies torn apart as they collapsed onto the concrete ground.

Even on their deathbed, they were still dreaming about the future.

"I never expected this, there was such an unexpected bonus."

Kiritsugu Emiya looked away from the scope and muttered to himself, "Where's Lancer? Why isn't he with them?"

Lancer is one of the classes second only to Saber, so surely she shouldn't be defeated by Assassin, right?

He only fired a test shot because he saw Lancer's Master carrying a seriously injured woman.

The process went even more smoothly than he had anticipated; without even using the Origin Bullet, Kenneth and his companion were already lying in pools of blood, completely lifeless. The ease with which it happened even made Kiritsugu Emiya wonder if he had unknowingly fallen under a genjutsu.

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Ding dong~!

The elevator arrived at the first floor.

Kira Yoshikage led the purple-haired girl out of the elevator, where they saw Kenneth lying dead in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open.

There was also a short-haired woman standing next to the corpses, warily pointing her gun at them.

"Wait, Maimi, they are not enemies!"

Emiya Kiritsugu, who had rushed over from afar, immediately rebuked him.

Hisayu Maiya silently lowered the muzzle of her gun, but still maintained a posture where she could raise the muzzle and pull the trigger at any moment.

Kira Yoshikage ignored them, walked step by step to the Kenneth couple, and clicked his tongue:

"What a pity."

As a magician, Kenneth was far too naive.

He was naively devoted to his fiancée, even though he had vaguely sensed that she was already attracted to Lancer's beauty mark.

Such feelings can be described as 'pure love' for humans, even to the point of being almost like a devoted admirer.

But almost all orthodox magicians are ruthless people; in the eyes of ordinary people, they are basically villains.

Kenneth's emotional nature is definitely a fatal weakness among magicians.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been threatened by Yoshikage Kira, forced to hand over the Moon Spirit Essence, and forced to sacrifice his own Servant.

He is one of the twelve rulers of the Clock Tower, with hundreds of magicians willing to obey his commands. Yet, he insists on venturing alone into the dragon's lair, naively believing he possesses the power to crush everything.

However...

Dead people are fine too.

Sometimes the dead are more useful than the living.

"Leave the body to me, and help me transport it to the Einzbern castle."

Yoshikage Kira offered no explanation, speaking calmly as if instructing a servant to clean.

Hisayu Maiya silently raised the muzzle of her gun by an inch, and Asagami Fujino stared intently at her, her eyes gleaming with vibrant colors.

If she really intended to shoot, Asagami Fujino was confident she could twist her into a bloody mess before she could even fire. And even if she did shoot, it wouldn't matter; she'd have plenty of time to crumble the bullets into scrap metal before they hit them.

"it is good."

Kiritsugu Emiya's answer was very straightforward.

Although the Archibald family's magic crest, passed down through nine generations, is very expensive, it is a kind of "new organ" that is created over hundreds of years because the magic crest is passed down within the same bloodline.

Such organs are difficult to match with non-blood relatives, and there is almost no room for interference from others. The ancient magician lineages were able to maintain such power largely due to the existence of magic crests.

Therefore, Kenneth's magic mark can only be inherited by members of the Archibald family. If others were to forcibly transplant it, they would most likely die a painful death due to a severe rejection reaction.

So even if Kiritsugu Emiya had the body, at most he could try to contact the Archibald family and sell the body for a good price.

Since that's the case, I might as well do you a favor.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Hisayu Mami frowned slightly:

"Kiritsugu, don't you think they've gone too far?"

"It's alright, Maimi."

Kiritsugu Emiya shook his head dismissively. "We still need their assistance for now; it's not the time for conflict."

Lancer's absence likely means the problem has already been resolved.

If Assassin isn't enough to deal with Lancer, then it has to be Yoshikage Kira—

He had always lacked understanding of Yoshikage Kira, only knowing that he was Irisviel's fiancé, had a daughter with Irisviel, and was extremely promiscuous, taking any beautiful woman into his harem, whether human or android.

However, he knew nothing about Yoshikage Kira's rank as a mage or what elemental magic he was skilled in. Yet, the fact that Yoshikage Kira was able to defeat Lancer, whether through his own strength or with external assistance, was enough to make Kiritsugu Emiya reassess his threat level!

And the girl next to him...

Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes were filled with apprehension.

Yoshikage Kira is like a calm sea; though it appears peaceful, no one knows what dangers lurk in its depths.

The girl was like a volcano that could erupt at any moment; her danger was practically written all over her face.

Those eyes were definitely demonic eyes, and of extremely high rank!

If he hadn't stopped Hisayuu Maiya in time, she would probably be a corpse by now!

In any case, I must never appear under the gaze of those eyes again.

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"Excalibur!!!"

The light is flowing.

The light is roaring.

The magic was accelerated by the dragon factor that had been freed from its restraints, and transformed into a flash of light.

The gushing torrent stirred up countless whirlpools, as if it wanted to devour even the darkness.

And opposite her.

It was a scarlet light that roared and surged forth, with an ominous blackness entwined within it.

The knights affected by the berserk state have had their baseline stats significantly increased, making the already terrifying crimson beam of light as dazzling as a flood pouring down from the Milky Way.

Under the terrifying power released by the golden aurora and red lightning, it seemed that even everything in the world would perish under the impact.

When the two collide, even the space itself seems to creak under the weight.

As the light gradually faded, the neatly stacked containers all disappeared, and the area had long since become a 'flat ground' full of potholes, making it impossible to tell that this place had once been a warehouse filled with a large amount of goods.

The black-armored knight vanished in a burst of dark magic, transforming into a spiritual form.

Saber remained standing in the same spot, looking in the direction where the black-armored knight had disappeared, her eyes filled with sadness.

“Saber!”

Irisviel rushed over, "Does she need treatment?"

"I am not injured."

Saber shook her head. She hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice:

"Are you still capable of using your abilities?"

Although she did not regret the battle, it was not good to reveal her true name and Noble Phantasm so easily.

"No."

Irisviel shook her head. Kira had already recalled her Stand, and she no longer had 'Bite the Dust' on her.

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