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

'In that case, the Lancer group is completely solved...'

He thought to himself, and then prepared to leave quickly.

"Hmph, you fell for such a simple trap? You despicable bastard who only dares to hide in the shadows!"

However, after the bullet was fired, Kiritsugu Emiya didn't hear the scream he expected. Instead, a sharp and sarcastic voice pierced his ears, startling him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. The voice wasn't coming from anywhere else, but from right beneath his feet!

But before he could think any further, in the night vision goggles, the figure who had just been standing on the container and hiding in the shadows suddenly exploded when hit by a bullet. His body then expanded like flowing mercury before exploding. The fragments from the explosion transformed into countless sharp silver arrows that locked onto the location of the sound, which was his current position, and then shot towards him.

Clearly, the flying mercury arrows had locked onto Kiritsugu Emiya's location, following the trajectory of the previous projectiles.

—Swish swish swish swish!!!

A series of piercing whistling sounds filled the air, followed instantly by a deadly sense of crisis. In an instant, alarm bells began to ring wildly in Kiritsugu Emiya's mind.

"Local time scale - 3x speed!!"

In this life-or-death moment, Kiritsugu Emiya did not hesitate for a moment, immediately channeling his magical energy to fully activate his Magic Crest. Facing the flying mercury arrows, he activated his Time Limit Three times, then suddenly rolled over, leaping sideways from a height of seven or eight meters just before the attack arrived.

Boom! !

The flesh and blood slammed onto the steel container with a dull thud. Kiritsugu Emiya, who had narrowly escaped the attack, coughed up a mouthful of blood. Then, every bone in his body was struck hard. To him, it felt no different than being hit by a car.

"Forehead……"

Driven by intense pain, he forced himself to stay awake, then dragged his battered body to his feet from the container, limping as he tried to escape this dangerous place.

He managed to dodge most of the sudden attack using his time system, but the flying mercury arrows still inevitably pierced his left leg and right arm, causing him to grimace in pain.

Seeing the container above him riddled with dozens of mercury arrows because it couldn't dodge, he couldn't help but gasp, while also feeling a faint sense of relief. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been impaled by the mercury like the container and died on the spot.

'I've been tricked!!'

Having just experienced a brush with death, Kiritsugu Emiya's mind was exceptionally clear.

How could he not realize that the target he had just seen was merely bait, used to lure other Masters into a trap?

He was blinded by his momentary victory and became overconfident, which led him to fall completely into the trap, for which he paid a heavy price.

Feeling the pain all over his body, Kiritsugu Emiya felt a chill run down his spine. He gritted his teeth and prepared to leave this dangerous place immediately. But the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared below him, causing his already uneasy heart to plummet to the bottom.

"Wow, look what I caught!"

That disdainful yet somewhat indifferent voice reached his ears again. Now, in the hazy darkness of the night, it sounded jarring.

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P.S.: The first version's god-tier character has appeared! Info Kenneth!

Chapter Thirty-Two: Hush, Can We Make Peace? (1/2)

—It's not that you caught me, it's that I let you catch me.

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"Heh, what a fool."

A sharp, sarcastic, and cold male voice echoed through the night, its undisguised malice sending a shiver down the spine of Kiritsugu Emiya, who had just escaped death.

However, Kenneth, who had just arrived at the scene, had no interest in the thoughts of a dying man. He stood not far away with his hands behind his back, watching the limping Kiritsugu Emiya above him, his contemptuous gaze filled with disdain, as if he were looking at a clown in a circus.

"Although I had long anticipated that most of the rural magicians outside the Clock Tower would be insignificant, I was surprised to see that they were even more depraved than I had imagined. Modern firearms and weapons, and infrared night vision devices... Hah, they actually use such things at a magic gathering. Did they think that I had been completely isolated from the outside world after all these years of research? Short-sighted mediocre talents."

As soon as he finished speaking, the biting sarcasm in his words echoed through the night sky.

Unlike the Atlas Institute and the Wandering Sea, which are truly isolated from the outside world, the Clock Tower, one of the three major components of the Mage's Association, is an open and inclusive place for magicians worldwide, located in the bustling London area of ​​the secular world. Therefore, given its important location in the secular world, the Clock Tower is naturally not unaware of external changes and technological advancements.

While most old-fashioned magicians believe that technological advancements are a complete mistake, making many mysteries no longer mysterious and severely hindering the progress of magic, thus harboring a dislike for science and resistance to modern technology, Kenneth sees such a categorical rejecter as utterly mediocre. As the leader of the El-Melloi school, he holds a different view on technology and the changes of the times.

Indeed, technological advancements have diminished the mystery of this world, but this is a result of the passing of the divine age and the choices made by primates, and it can never be changed. There is no point in lamenting it.

The weak complain about their environment, while the strong adapt to it...

Therefore, he also studies external scientific theories and inventions regularly, but he does not rely on modern technology. Instead, he draws inspiration from them to improve his magic, so that he can go further in this era.

Therefore, countering such trivial matters as thermal camouflage and modern ballistic locking is a piece of cake for him, given his intelligence.

He originally prepared this for his beloved disciple, but unexpectedly he caught up with other guys, and they just so happened to be guys who use modern technology.

He thought about it carefully... and soon guessed the answer.

"Oh, I know who you are now, firearms, fixed time system, the offspring of Emiya Norikaze, right? You're the so-called scoundrel, the magician killer."

Kiritsugu Emiya is quite famous in the mystical world. After all, he is a scoundrel who killed dozens of magicians. His own inherent time system is also of great research value. His father was also a student of the Clock Tower in his early years, and it seems that he was a contemporary of his teacher, Euryphus.

Before he arrived, he had the intelligence department collect information on the contestants, including the fact that the Magician Killer, Kiritsugu Emiya, had recently married into the Einzbern family. So, Kenneth wasn't really surprised to see him here.

Kenneth's eyes were filled with a chilling coldness as he thought about the bullet that guy had just aimed at him.

Although he, as a legitimate magician, looked down on these unorthodox methods, he had to admit that this move was indeed powerful. If he hadn't laid the bait beforehand, that bullet could have easily backfired. After all, under such terrifying acceleration, even with the protection of his Mystic Code, it would have been difficult to deploy in time. If it were any other magician, they might have faced immediate death.

Thinking of this, Kenneth's eyes grew even colder.

You should know that at first he only came with the attitude of attending a magic and cultivation exchange meeting, and had no intention of taking these country bumpkins seriously. He even thought he could bring his fiancée to the Far East for their honeymoon.

Who could have imagined that someone would resort to such ruthlessness on the very first night? This is hardly a peaceful exchange of demonic arts; it's clearly aimed at taking other people's lives!

No wonder that kid Rowena repeatedly emphasized in his letter: "Don't come to the Far East, don't come over, you'll die."

If it weren't for those two traitors, he wouldn't have been able to prepare to this extent beforehand. That means, according to the original plan, given these guys' underhanded tactics, he might really have died here, right? And if that's the case, then his initial act of bringing Sora here... wasn't that like pushing his fiancée into a fire pit?!

Based on what had just happened, Kenneth immediately realized many problems. Thinking about his previous actions, he felt a chill run down his spine.

So...

Did that unfilial disciple, Lo Wei, already know the dangers of this Holy Grail War, which is why he didn't want me to come?

Upon realizing this obvious fact, Kenneth's anger towards Rowe actually dissipated considerably.

Although that kid is unconventional, he still has his teacher in his heart and hasn't completely fallen into depravity. It's not too late to bring him back for re-education.

However, even though he's calmed down, he still needs to be taught a lesson. So, we can reduce the punishment when he goes back.

And now...

Realizing that this was not a simple magic ritual, Kenneth naturally no longer held the frivolous attitude he had before.

After all, this was no longer an ordinary magic ritual; he now had to strike with full force!

Realizing this, Kenneth turned his gaze back to Kiritsugu Emiya, who looked horrified, and then made a new move.

At this moment, Kiritsugu Emiya, who was on top, saw the true face of the person below and recognized their identity.

With his slicked-back golden hair, classic aristocratic attire, and an air of superiority that emanated from him, wasn't this Kenneth, the renowned new monarch of the Minerals Department at the Clock Tower?!

How did I end up running into this guy?!

Then his inner voice screamed: 'Damn it!!'

In the mystical world, being ambushed by a prepared monarch is something you can brag about for a lifetime. But first, you have to survive. So, having already failed, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't hesitate to flee.

He had spent so much time finding the only possibility to save the world, how could he possibly give up his life in this meaningless demonic duel?! Besides, he really didn't think he had a chance to defeat a well-prepared monarch head-on.

His base still contained Stinger RPGs, high-explosive grenades, C4, and even special arrangements made at the US military base. He clearly had so many trump cards up his sleeve in this Holy Grail War; he couldn't possibly die like this!

However, Kenneth didn't seem to think so. After all, he couldn't be so magnanimous as to let someone who had just ambushed him go.

"Hmph, want to run away?"

With a cold snort, he flicked his finger, and three different colored gems—red, yellow, and blue—were mercilessly flung towards the fleeing Kiritsugu Emiya. These three were high-grade materials he had prepared beforehand, the best materials to aid in gem magic; each one was something that even a rural magician couldn't afford (I'm talking about you, Tokiomi Tohsaka).

"Coming and going as you please? Not so easy, is it? If you're planning a sneak attack, then be prepared to pay the price!"

"You disgraceful magician!"

With a roar, a unique chant was then recited from Kenneth's mouth.

"——Three Original stones".

As the incantation ended, the three gems symbolizing the primary colors of red, yellow, and blue seemed to come alive the moment they reached mid-air, gleaming with a dazzling magical luster. Then, they trailed three blinding arcs across the night sky, closing in on him from three different directions, before striking him directly at his location with incredible speed.

In that instant, Kiritsugu Emiya felt three enormous magical forces rapidly approaching from behind, and his brows twitched violently. He turned around abruptly, and his eyes suddenly reflected the afterimages of the three primary-colored gems that were still approaching.

"Shh, can we make peace?"

"Are you joking at this moment?"

Kenneth behind him let out a cold laugh.

Boom—!!

Intense magic and explosions filled the entire area.

The night is still long, and the heroes' battles are certainly spectacular. But a battle between Masters in a completely unknown place seems just as exciting.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Two Lancers? (2/2)

While the Masters were fighting to the death in that fateful battle.

Under the night sky on the other side, the battle between the Holy Sword and the Demon Spear gradually escalated to its peak as time went by.

Because of its location in a port city near the ocean, Finn has an inexhaustible supply of water to control, giving him an absolute advantage. With every move, he manipulates the ocean like a mythical sea god, sweeping it towards his enemies. No matter how Artoria swung her starlight, she could not sever this ocean.

Even the legendary King Arthur felt particularly powerless when facing nature alone.

It's almost time...

After fighting for so long, Finn realized it was time to end the battle immediately.

His master had just informed him through Command Seals that the Einzbern Master behind Saber was indeed a fake. He had caught a big fish and gained a huge advantage. He was about to kill Saber's real Master. He was ordered to do everything he could to stall for time and not let the Heroic Spirit of the Sword return to defend. So what he needed to do now was to finish off King Arthur in one fell swoop.

Immediately, Finn, having received the order, no longer concealed his strength. He suddenly swung his double-headed spear, increasing the number of water streams from several to dozens. This completely disrupted the already suppressed situation, creating an overwhelming situation. Artoria alone was simply unable to withstand so many water stream attacks at the same time.

She now finally understands why Lancer chose to fight in the port.

The location is secluded, but more importantly, it offers a natural advantage. A powerful being who can manipulate water has the sea at his back—what's the difference between that and a magician staying in a workshop? In a place like this, Lancer can unleash power at least several times greater than in normal times.

But by the time she realized this, it was too late; she had completely fallen into Finn's trap.

With a wave of his hand, the opponent summoned several roaring waves from the sea, which then coalesced in mid-air like a water dragon and swept towards Artoria, forcing her to retreat repeatedly and completely seizing control of the battlefield.