I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Like Tohsaka Tokiomi, who has spent half his life in hardships, licked away the bitterness along the way, and turned all of them into a self-respecting stalwart guy, he can't see what he wants to pursue.

Emiya Kiritsugu... Kotomine Kirei silently recited that man's name again.

The killer who seemed to ask for nothing and only for money, leading him to participate in this war's goal, will definitely be able to make himself experience something.

Oh~ and Matou Kariya, that's a strange guy too.

"...Let's try it out." Tokiomi Tosaka said slowly while holding the gem scepter.

"Okay." Needless to say, everything was already known. "It will take a quarter of an hour for the Assassins to gather."

"Then let's order, we have no loss if we lose." Tokiomi Tosaka replied.

Kotomine Kirei silently gave the order.

As for why not to keep a few Assassins, the Heroic Spirits are all fellows with their own will, and even the Master may stab the betrayal.

The order given by Kotomine Kirei was undoubtedly a betrayal.

Betrayed the heroic spirit's desire for victory.

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Being disturbed, Kurumi, who was looking up at the sky, lowered his head in displeasure, and his wine-red pupils shone like magic eyes in the dark night.

"You...are you going to use your heads to please me?"

"Assassin."

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I'm sleepy all night, let's go for a walk~

Chapter 30 Can you hear it, this bell rings... Sorry for the wrong script

listen,

The evening bell has revealed your name.

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Heavy murderous intent rose around Einzbern's castle.

The moon was shining brightly, and outside the terrace, twisted, weird black figures emerged from the air.

One by one, pale skeletal masks emerged from the haze.Silently watching the girl on the terrace, cold and dry.

Skeleton masks, black robes, and weird assassination groups appeared grandly, enveloping the terrace.

Assassin...

That number is really a little abnormal, and there are at least dozens of people who are rustling.They all had pale bones and black robes, and their physiques were not the same.

There are tall giants, thin figures, children-like, old-fashioned, all kinds of figures surround Kuangsan, and there are even purple-haired women.

They are Servants whose whole is the individual, and the individual is only the Servant of the whole.

One of the old mountain elders Hassan, the nineteenth leader of the assassination sect who inherited the name of "Hassan Sabah".

One who has a hundred looks.

The wind was blowing in the enchantment, and the ground was gloomy, full of bleak killing intent.

They have been sneaking like shadows, but at this moment, they are moving forward without fear, the cold dagger glowing with poisonous cold light in the moonlight.

The Hassans looked up at the elf-like girl on the terrace, smiled savagely, and waved their knives forward.

——Victory at any cost——

Kotomine Kirei, who was far away from the church, raised his right hand, the Command Spell in his hand flashed a red light, and then one stroke completely dimmed.

Assassin has no [anti-magic], and their commands to Command Spells are almost irresistible.

Besides, they had been chased by Kurumi like mice, and at this moment, they also harbored the idea of ​​revenge.

There are no more than a few clones. They speculate on A_venger's ability and are full of malice.At this moment, nearly seventy Hassan killed her.

clang-

The nightmarish sound of chains that the Assassins were familiar with rang out.

The short guns and flintlock guns, one long and one short, slipped, and Kurumi held them in his hands.Standing on the terrace, Kuang San looked down at the rabble rushing in, and said with a nasty taste.

"—Can you hear it, this bell rings."

Koda-

Accompanied by the clear sound of the clock, a delicate golden dial appeared behind Kurumi.

Keke God!

All Hassan's footsteps almost froze for a while, this guy? ? ?Vaguely, it seemed that he saw a huge broad sword waving and beheading his head.

bluff guy!Immediately, they were even more angry and rushed towards Kuang San. One of them, Hassan with long arms, was already waving his sharp claws and slapped Kuang San's pretty face.

The claws of the pitch-black evil spirits were already in front of her eyes, and the wind blew the tips of the girl's hair, revealing that inorganic inhuman eye.

The evil spirit was laughing, as if he had seen the girl's head shattered by him.Being so careless on the battlefield, the little girl is a little girl, she joked.