In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

The tall, blond aristocrat with a lemon-shaped haircut was overlooking the city's night view. This was the highest point in the city, so the view was very expansive, giving him a sense of control and having everything under his command.

"Are you ready, Lancer? As per my previous plan, take the initiative to lure out Servants from other groups. Do you have any questions about this arrangement?"

"No, my lord, your plan is very well done, and I am happy to serve you."

No sooner had Kenneth's voice fallen than a refined and gentle voice rang in his ears. Accompanied by a few bright golden lights, a hero of the class Lancer appeared beside him and answered respectfully.

"Very well, in that case, I'll leave it to you."

Seeing that his summoned servant was so obedient, Kenneth's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and even his attitude became much more amiable.

Only those who have experienced betrayal can truly understand the preciousness of such loyalty…

He felt a slight pang of emotion, then reached out his hand towards the night sky.

"Love, Weber, you two unfilial disciples who betray your master and disrespect your ancestors, this time I will definitely teach you a lesson."

His eyes were firm, and his words revealed an unwavering resolve.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Invitation of the Strong (3/4)

My death will eventually come.

……

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"call……"

He gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

I'm so irritable, really irritable, extremely irritable.

This is how the man feels right now.

In a safe house in Fuyuki City, Kiritsugu Emiya, having just finished sorting his prepared weapons and assembling his Stinger RPG, stubbed out his cigarette. He turned to look at the night sky outside the window and exhaled a deep smoke ring.

The Holy Grail War has begun, and their battle has commenced.

Although he was already used to life-or-death battles, he didn't cherish his own life as much as he had imagined.

He, Kiritsugu Emiya, aspired from a young age to become a champion of justice. To this end, he not only killed his own father but also his adoptive mother to protect others, all to uphold his own will.

what……

He killed his biological father, his adoptive mother, and the person who once loved him most, thus sending himself down a path of no return...

From that day on, his destiny was sealed, and the only meaning of his life was to save the world.

Kiritsugu Emiya knew very well that he was never afraid of death; perhaps he should have died long ago, when he killed his parents…

He will die, that is beyond doubt. He has killed too many people in his life and committed too many sins in the name of justice. He will not deny or refuse to acknowledge these sins.

But not now. Before he dies, he must do everything in his power to obtain that legendary miracle, and fulfill the wish that has been buried in his heart since childhood...

Save the world and bring true peace to this era.

He had no other desires.

To achieve this miracle, Kiritsugu Emiya married into the Einzbern family, a magical clan in Western Europe, intending to use a spot from this family to participate in the Holy Grail War, and he worked hard towards this goal.

Although when he was ordered by Ahadeon to summon that being, he had already guessed that with his despicable nature, he would probably not get along with that king.

However, when he actually summoned it into this world, the incongruity was far more outrageous than he had imagined.

The King who protects humanity, the Knight King of Britain, King Arthur of Celtic mythology—this legendary king, who left a vivid mark on mythology, was actually a woman.

This surprised Kiritsugu Emiya, who had summoned it, and he also felt as if he had been deceived.

Through brief contact, his initial bad premonitions gradually came true.

Her rigid knightly style and disciplined chivalrous spirit revealed the nobility of King Arthur in every action.

Heh... There's no need to keep testing and asking. Kiritsugu Emiya knew very well that, given her personality, she would never accept his fighting style. Her naivety actually matched his wife Irisviel, but it made him feel deeply disappointed.

This disappointment did not stem from a lack of understanding of King Arthur's abilities.

After all, the strength of Heroic Spirits largely depends on legends and original texts. King Arthur, who is so famous in Celtic mythology, cannot be weak no matter how you look at it. His strength is definitely among the top tier of Heroic Spirits.

However, Kiritsugu Emiya couldn't see any compatibility between them, and perhaps even their meeting was a mistake.

In the Holy Grail War, powerful teammates can unleash unimaginable power when they cooperate with each other, but what good is a powerful pair if they have no compatibility? They can't cooperate at all; they'll only hold each other back when fighting.

The situation is clear: the key to winning this Holy Grail War lies solely in oneself. King Arthur is merely an aid, tasked with holding off the other Servants. Ultimately, the bullet that will decide the outcome of this war will be one's own.

The opponents in the Holy Grail War are definitely not just the heroes who have reappeared in this era; it is undoubtedly more appropriate to target the Master, who is more vulnerable than the Servant.

And coincidentally, he was an expert in this field.

If it were just a contest of magic, a direct attack, let alone the famous Grand Magician Aozaki Touko and the Clock Tower Lord of the El-Melloi School, even the traditional magician Tohsaka Tokiomi could easily crush them.

But when it comes to life-or-death assassinations... that's what he excels at.

In this war, he will also let those magicians experience firsthand why he is known as the Magician Killer.

As he thought about it, Kiritsugu Emiya began to load the remaining bullets into the chamber.

Then, he turned his head to look out the window, his slightly tired gaze gradually drifting into the deep night sky.

……

……

On the other side, on the beach in Fuyuki City.

Bathed in moonlight, a beautiful white-haired woman, as lovely as an elf, left a trail of footprints on the beach with graceful steps, her laughter ringing out like the clear, bell-like sound of silver bells.

Today, having just left the ancient castle she had never stepped out of since birth, everything outside was incredibly new to Irisviel.

The deep blue sea under the night sky, dotted with starlight, and the salty sea breeze, so different from the cold wind, gave her a sense of novelty she had never experienced before.

Born as pure as a blank sheet of paper, she can easily be stained with different colors, personally experience beauty she has never felt before, and derive true joy from it.

For Irisviel, that feeling was... freedom.

Something she had never had before.

“Irisviel…”

Watching Irisviel stroll happily on the beach, Artoria, dressed in a black butler's uniform behind her, couldn't help but be momentarily lost in thought when she saw that innocent and pure smile.

Seeing such a pure smile, seeing Irisviel's free figure, the outline of the memory in her mind that she had deliberately concealed became clearer at this moment.

Once upon a time, wasn't I also such a girl? Was the early Artoria, the Lily as pure as a lily, just as beautiful and pure as Irisviel is now...?

Looking back at herself now, even Artoria couldn't help but look back at the path she had once walked.

She has truly experienced so much along the way, and so many people and events have gradually shaped her into the person she is today...

Just as Artoria was looking back, feeling a slight pang of emotion, she suddenly seemed to sense something. Her previously calm and nostalgic gaze sharpened abruptly, and she turned her head in a certain direction as if sensing something. The azure battle aura that had been swirling around her petite body also involuntarily erupted at that moment.

"What happened, Saber?"

A bluish-green gale raged wildly near the coast, causing the air to hum.

Irisviel, who was strolling ahead, noticed the fierce fighting spirit that Saber was unleashing behind her, so she couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"Just now, a Servant was actively emitting an aura to invite me, no, I should say to invite all the Servants in this city to come here."

Artoria began to explain.

"Then, Irisviel, shall we go take a look?"

"Huh? A Heroic Spirit is actively sending out a message inviting us to come over... Is it the one we met today?"

When other Servants were mentioned, Irisviel immediately thought of the purple-haired Heroic Spirit she had encountered earlier that day.

"I don't know... Although the aura emanating from the other party is extremely powerful and sharp, I am not a Caster after all, so it is difficult for me to deduce the other party's identity through some magic. If I want to know, I have to go and see for myself."

Artoria shook her head.

"What should we do, Irisviel? Should we go check on them?"

"Huh? Wait a minute, Saber, let me go ask Kiritsugu first."

"it is good."

Just as Irisviel was about to call her husband to inquire about his wishes, her cell phone, which had been in her handbag, rang. The caller was none other than Kiritsugu Emiya, who had also noticed something amiss. She quickly answered the call to inquire about the plan.

After speaking quietly with her husband for a while until he hung up, Irisviel nodded slightly, then nodded to the Sword Spirit beside her and said...

"Kiritsugu said he also sensed the magic that was just released and wants us to go to the port to fight. He will arrive soon."

"Oh, so that's the city's port? I see. Let's set off, Irisviel."

Upon receiving her Master's command, Artoria nodded, then, like a knight, gently took Irisviel's fair hand and escorted her to the location of the duel.

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On the other side, in the underground parking lot near the Fuyuki City Gymnasium.

Luo Wei continued to work hard to improve his workshop and complete the ritual array beneath his feet, while also waiting for an opportunity, or rather, to verify a certain answer...

"Is this... a challenge? That someone actually has the same idea... that's really bold and interesting."

Suddenly, Scáthach, who was sitting in a chair flipping through a modern fashion magazine, stood up, walked outside, looked in one direction, and muttered to herself.

"You noticed it too, Queen Scáthach?"

Rowe, who also noticed something amiss, stopped what he was doing and asked Scáthach a question.

"Hmm, some guy is brazenly releasing his magic openly. He's probably trying to attract more challengers. He's quite an interesting fellow. I was originally planning to take the initiative."

Scáthach squinted and looked in that direction as she spoke slowly.

"I see... Did someone do this before you? But that's understandable, considering you were flipping through fashion magazines as soon as you got back."

Luo Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, already having a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

It seems that, apart from myself, this timeline hasn't changed much after all...

But my dear teacher, you already left a letter warning you not to come, so why did you still choose this dead end?

Thinking of that lemon-headed figure, Luo Wei couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

However, it was too late to say anything now. Since the other party had already arrived, there was no way they could easily leave. He also knew that, given his teacher's personality, getting them to give up was harder than climbing to heaven, and the other party's purpose in coming was most likely because of him...

"So, Caster, want to go check it out?"