The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

In short, Kayneth was ultimately manipulated and manipulated by Emiya Kiritsugu step by step. First, he used armor-piercing bullets to penetrate the Moon Spirit Marrow, causing him to produce his own Moon Spirit Marrow self-defense. However, this wasn't enough, so he began to use all his defensive magic. Then, taking advantage of Kayneth's arrogance, he used the Origin Bullet to completely disable Kayneth's magic circuits.

Even though Kenneth's exceptional magical abilities allowed him to sense the danger and withdraw some of his magic circuits, over 90% of them were ultimately affected by the Origin Bullet. Consequently, Kenneth was completely crippled. Even if he had survived, he would no longer be able to compete in the Holy Grail War, and his career in magic would have come to an end. For a magus as talented as Kenneth, this was a thousand times more painful than killing him.

Emiya Kiritsugu stared coldly at Kayneth, who had fallen to the ground. He didn't think that crippling Kayneth would signify victory. In this Holy Grail War, only death could bring him peace of mind. Especially if he had personally killed the enemy.

"This way, Saber's curse will also disappear." Emiya Kiritsugu switched bullets, slowly approached, and then aimed the submachine gun at the fallen Kenneth, preparing to finish him off with one shot.

"Om-"

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in front of Kayneth. Emiya Kiritsugu immediately realized that Kayneth had used a Command Seal before falling to forcefully teleport his Servant, Diarmait, to his side.

"Da da da da da!"

Emiya Kiritsugu fired the bullets without hesitation, but a crisp collision sound was heard, and a golden gun barrel was seen spinning continuously, intercepting all the bullets.

"Emiya Kiritsugu...it's you!!" An angry voice sounded, and the shadow behind the golden spear began to solidify. It was Diarmait who had just been forcibly teleported by Kenneth with the Command Seal.

Just recently, as he was about to die at the hands of Mordred's sword, he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger. His presence began to fade, and his magic power began to run low. Like the palpitations before, this was a sign that his Master was in danger, and this time it was even stronger than before, a sign of a life-or-death crisis. If he didn't rush to rescue him, he was afraid that along with his Master's death, he would also disappear.

Fortunately, in the next moment, Diarmait felt the power from the Command Spell, so he left the battlefield without hesitation and came to Kenneth's side, just in time to see his "culprit" about to kill him.

"You despicable fellow! You are unworthy of being the Master of the Knight King!" Diarmait roared, charging directly at Emiya Kiritsugu. Due to someone's interference, Diarmait was now completely convinced that the man before him was the mastermind behind this incident involving the unusual Servant and Master. Diarmait's rage towards him could no longer be offset by the favors and promises he had made with Altria. Even though it was deeply unfair to the Knight King, he had to put an end to this man who had insulted the Holy Grail War!

"Suffer to death!"

Chapter 113: The Angry Diarmait

"Prepare to die!" Diarmuid charged towards Kiritsugu Emiya with a gun.

"Inherent time control!"

Faced with this situation, Emiya Kiritsugu could only endure the urge to reassess his body and continue using his Magic Seals to accelerate his body, putting distance between him and Diarmuid. He could see that Diarmuid was now covered in wounds, and his strength was probably only a tenth of what it was. If he was lucky, he might not even need to use the power of the Command Seals and could escape the opponent's pursuit.

From Diarmait's perspective, he also noticed that Emiya Kiritsugu's speed had suddenly increased, trying to distance himself from him. If he continued to delay, even if he finally caught up with him, his Master, Kayneth, would have already bled to death. If he wanted to kill him and avenge his master, he had to do it quickly.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Without hesitation, Diarmuid flung the yellow rose straight toward Emiya Kiritsugu. Its speed was faster than a bullet, piercing his chest like a streak of light. Even from Kiritsugu's accelerated perspective, the yellow rose's speed was no less than a pitcher's. Kiritsugu could only try his best to move his body, attempting to block the yellow rose's thrust with his submachine gun, which was made of fine steel.

"thorn"

But what he never expected was that Diarmuid's yellow rose easily pierced Emiya Kiritsugu's submachine gun. It was as easy as piercing thin cloth. Emiya Kiritsugu's heart sank. He had underestimated this Servant after all. Even if the other party's strength was only one tenth of his, his superb skills and strength were not something he could easily withstand.

"boom!"

In the end, Kiritsugu Emiya chose to lie heavily on the floor, and the yellow rose managed to cut off some of Kiritsugu's front hair without any danger, and continued to move backwards.

"I have to get up quickly and keep getting away from this house... cough cough cough!" Emiya Kiritsugu was about to roll off the ground and stand up to continue running away from the other party, but he never expected that his body had reached its limit.

Ever since meeting Kotomine Kirei, Emiya Kiritsugu had been intensively utilizing Innate Time Control. Innate Time Control wasn't some wind spirit or moon shadow modifier that could be turned on and off at will; using the power of this magecraft seal was inherently taxing on Kiritsugu's body. His ability to persevere until now was entirely due to his exceptional physical fitness and willpower.

But even so, the human body ultimately has its limits. Emiya Kiritsugu could cultivate a strong external physique, but he couldn't strengthen his internal organs to the same degree. Now, like Kayneth, he was uncontrollably gushing blood from his mouth, and he had also exited his accelerated state. The only slight improvement over Kayneth was that he was simply physically damaged, and with timely rest, there was still a chance of recovery.

However, compared to these, the real misfortune was that because Kiritsugu Emiya exited the accelerated state, his body suffered backlash and was unable to move. In the end, he could only watch Diarmait rush in front of him quickly.

“By the Command Seal… Oooo!”

Kiritsugu Emiya immediately used the power of the Command Seals to summon Altria, but Diarmuid wouldn't give him the chance. He kicked Kiritsugu straight in the head. Even though Kiritsugu reacted and used his hands to protect himself, the powerful force still sent him crashing into the wall. The bones in his arm were broken by the kick, and even though his arm cushioned his head, the force still caused Kiritsugu to lose consciousness and fall into a deep coma.

Seeing Kiritsugu lying unresponsive against the wall, Diarmuid gasped. He had just managed to capture Kiritsugu, enduring the strain and backlash of his body, using up all his remaining strength to finally capture him. Diarmuid slowly walked to the spot where the yellow rose had pierced, pulling it free from the ground. He then approached Kiritsugu again, ready to pierce his heart with the yellow rose, effectively killing him.

"jingle--"

Suddenly, the sound of chains rang out from above, and Diarmait's fighting instincts immediately went off. He raised his hand and held the yellow rose against his chest to block the attack. And just as Diarmait was on the defensive, a crescent-shaped sickle slashed towards him.

"clang--"

Diarmait struggled to block the blow, retreating several steps. It was no wonder Diarmait was so vulnerable; the fact he could continue fighting was a result of his sheer willpower. Furthermore, with Kayneth's life lost, Diarmait's existence had become unstable, further weakening his own strength.

"Damn it, why did it turn out like this?" Diarmait cursed inwardly. He was almost able to kill the other party, but he didn't expect another servant to appear and stop him.

Now, the offensive and defensive dynamics were completely different. With Diarmait's current strength, defeating a Servant, even saving Kayneth's life and escaping unscathed was a problem.

"It's you... the alien Lancer." At this time, Diarmuid used the moonlight to see clearly the Servant who tried to stop him - the alien Lancer Little Medusa.

"Stop right here. I won't let you kill our Saber's Master." Little Medusa said coldly.

"Your Saber... could he really be the Master of those two Sabers, Mordred and the Knight King?!" Diarmait said with gritted teeth. "So scheming, so cunning, even willing to use his own Servant, the Knight King. No wonder he didn't let the Knight King stay with him from the beginning, but stayed with that lady instead. I'm afraid it was to conceal his identity and he didn't want the Knight King to be around and get in the way. Am I right?"

"Who knows? Among all our Masters, Saber's Master is the most thoughtful. We mostly follow his orders, although there are some things I can't stand." Little Medusa said calmly, "With me here, you can't kill him. Today's plan has been targeting you, the Lancer team, from the beginning. It's time for you to be eliminated."

Upon hearing this, Diarmait clenched his fist in dismay. He once again raised the yellow rose in his hand and pointed it at Little Medusa, angrily saying, "If you want to take my life and the life of my lord, then show us your full potential!"

Despite these vehement words, Diarmait had already made up his mind to flee. It didn't matter if he died here, but as his lord's retainer, he had to protect his master's life. Even if it cost him his own life, he would bring his master back to Sora, who could heal his wounds.

"In that case... then leave your life here! Warrior of the Fianna!" Little Medusa raised her scythe and was about to charge forward to chop down Diarmait, but a sudden voice stopped her movement.

"Hey, little Medusa. Don't take my prey. I have to take his life."

Hearing this voice, even Diarmait, who had already assumed a fighting stance, couldn't help but grimace. He had thought that if he only faced a Lancer, perhaps even risking his life, he might still have a glimmer of hope in bringing his Master back. But now, with the arrival of the owner of that voice, Diarmait knew that this night would likely be his end.

"Hey! Diarmait, you should know that you should have been separated from me by life and death not long ago. But in the end, you ran away in a despicable way! Even though you were forcibly taken away by your master, you still ran away!" Mordred's figure turned from a spirit into a body, and appeared in the sight of Diarmait and little Medusa.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that my master has been well taken care of by you. Hehe, Diarmait, is this what you call chivalry? You were defeated by me, but turned around and bullied the weak against the master. Don't you feel ashamed?" Mordred turned his head to look at Emiya Kiritsugu who was lying on the ground, sneered and said.

"This despicable fellow, the ringleader, plotted against us and insulted this struggle. Mordred, you know his true nature better than I do. Aren't you worried that he'll deceive you too, leaving you to perish at the hands of the Knight King?"

Diarmuid remained undeterred by Mordred's words. He had no hesitation or regret about his recent attack on Emiya Kiritsugu. From the information shared by a certain Master, he knew that if Emiya Kiritsugu continued to plot the Holy Grail War, countless Servants would perish inexplicably under his schemes.

Chapter 114: Three Parties Gather

"Haha, this guy Emiya Kiritsugu does have a lot of thoughts in his mind, and using any means necessary is his signature word. Maybe he did deceive something, and the situation you mentioned is not impossible." Mordred said with a chuckle.

"If that's the case, then why..."

"Huh? You don't think I'll join you and take out my own Master just because of this, do you? You might as well say that to King Arthur, but forget it with me." Mordred looked at him as if he were a fool and continued, "Besides...don't you think that's the fun? Intrigue and deception, open and covert struggles, that's the real battlefield. But you and the King of Knights, what do you two think of war? Is this just some game of chivalry?"

"What did you say?" Hearing this comment, Diarmait felt as if his beliefs had been trampled upon, and he said angrily.

"What? You think I insulted you? Isn't what I said the truth? Do you really think that everyone will abide by those rules and honors as rigidly as you do? Besides, regardless of your behavior just now, or your master's sneaky attack on the Einzbern family, don't you still violate the so-called principles? Haha, it is obvious that everyone is using all their strength and means to pursue the final victory. Whether it is despicable or vicious, that is their ability. On the contrary, don't you think that your behavior is more like an insult to this life-and-death battle?" Mordred said coldly.

"You—!" Diarmait was speechless for a moment, and once again he could not find any words to refute.

"Hmph! Even if you have anything else to say, I'm too lazy to continue talking about that stuff with you. Now we should continue the life-and-death battle. Do you have any objections, Lancer?" Mordred said with an arrogant smile, pointing at Diarmait with the attitude of a winner.

"If you want to kill me or chop me up, just come at me!" Diarmait said, holding a yellow rose horizontally in front of him.

"Well, if that's the case, then prepare to..."

"Diarmait! Hold on!" At this moment, a clear female voice rang out from the window. A hurricane of wind struck, completely shattering the already broken glass window. Mordred resisted the airflow with one hand, sighed softly, and said, "It's happening again."

At that moment, Artoria, wielding the Golden Sword of Promised Victory, leaped from the window into the castle corridor. It seemed that Artoria, who had been following Mordred, had also arrived in time. Then, holding the holy sword, Artoria confronted Mordred, approached Diarmait, and said, "What's going on now, Lancer?"

“Ah…” Diarmait sighed, feeling reluctant to tell the truth to this equally noble Knight King.

"Wait...that's...Kiritsugu!" At this time, Artoria finally noticed Kiritsugu Emiya, who was lying on the wall behind Little Medusa, his life or death unknown.

"You guys! What did you do to Kiritsugu!" At this time, Artoria also noticed Diarmait's master Kenneth lying in a pool of blood. Based on these two pieces of information, Artoria immediately pieced together what happened.

"You despicable people, relying on your numbers, one of you holds us back while the others attack and kill our Master, right?" Artoria said angrily.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell into an eerie silence, and no one spoke. This sudden situation surprised Artoria, who had just finished speaking. Could it be that she had guessed wrong?

Diarmuid even shook his head slightly, not knowing how to explain all this to Artoria in a few words. Mordred and Little Medusa exchanged glances, exchanging thoughts with their eyes, before Mordred said:

"Heh... you've come at a really bad time. That's right, we attacked and killed your Master, so what? King Arthur, both of you were no match for me before, and now Diarmait has lost his fighting ability. Do you think you can stop the two of us by yourself? Not to mention that your Master is now in our hands."

"Damn it..." It seems that my guess was correct. The current situation is even worse and more severe than before. If the Master is captured, I am afraid that this will be the end of my life today.

"King Arthur, it seems you understand the situation. What a pity! You could have saved your life. Who would have thought we would have caught such a big fish?" Mordred raised his sword and continued, "Well, it's over, Diarmait and King Arthur. Your lives end here today. No one can save you."

"Really? What if I'm included?"

But just as Mordred was about to charge again, a man's voice rang out from the corridor.

"Who are you? Get out of here, you idiot!" Mordred snapped immediately. Having been interrupted twice before his charge had completely soured Mordred's mood. Even the elation he'd felt just moments before, from completely grasping victory, had been completely extinguished by these two interruptions.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black mist rushed in from the end of the corridor, accompanied by the roars of a large number of ghosts that resounded throughout the area.

The black mist finally stopped beside Altria. Several footsteps were heard one after another, and a man carrying Irisviel on his back and holding the unconscious Maiya in his arms like a princess walked out of the black mist.

"Caster, the Ruined King! Impossible, you should be fighting that Avenger now, how could it be... So that's it, that woman finally took action?" Mordred said with a rather unhappy expression after seeing the person coming.

"Ms. Irisviel, help me hold her up."

"Ah."

Wang Chong first let Irisviel get off his back, then handed Maiya to her. He then walked in front of Diarmait and Altria and said, "With me here, you won't be able to kill any Master tonight."

After saying this, Wang Chong glanced towards Kayneth, who lay in a pool of blood. Then, with a wave of his hand, a black mist surged towards Kayneth. Diarmuid, wary, attempted to intervene, but Artoria stopped him and said, "Don't worry, Lancer. The Ruined King's black mist possesses remarkable power. It will surely heal your Master's injuries."

After hearing what Artoria said, Diarmuid did not try to stop her and could only hope that the outcome would be as Artoria said.

"The black fog can temporarily save your Master's life, so there's no need to worry too much, Diarmait. The most important thing right now is to resolve the current situation."

As Wang Chong spoke, he clenched his hand, and the Blade of the Ruined King appeared in his hand.

Artoria, holding her holy sword, pointed it at Mordred and Little Medusa, saying, "King of the Ruined, although explaining the situation now might seem deceptive, I must tell you something now that things have come to this. The man behind those two—Emiya Kiritsugu—is actually my true Master. We must rescue Kiritsugu from behind them now."

"What did you say? He is your Master? Then what about Ms. Irisviel?" Wang Chong showed a surprised expression and looked at Irisviel who looked worried.

"I'm sorry, Caster. What Saber said is true. Kiritsugu is Saber's true Master. And I am Kiritsugu's wife." Irisviel sighed and said, "I'm sorry, all of this was planned by Kiritsugu. I know this request is a bit excessive and difficult for you. But I still sincerely hope that you can help us and rescue Kiritsugu."

"Tsk... That's true. You're right, this request is indeed excessive and a bit difficult." Wang Chong looked at Kiritsugu, clicked his tongue lightly, and said.

"Haha, perhaps you are indeed powerful, Ruined King. But we have a hostage in our hands. Just based on this, you can't turn the situation around. Even if a few more people come, we are confident that we can take the Saber team away!"

After hearing this, Artoria tightly grasped the Sword of Promised Victory in her hand, but now she could only wait and see, looking for an opportunity to force a breakthrough and bring Kiritsugu back.

But suddenly, Wang Chong sneered and said, "Haha, really? Can't we easily turn the situation around? Mordred, you might be able to fool Saber and the others, but you can't fool me! You... won't let him die at all... Or rather, you're more worried about this man being killed than we are."

"What?" Upon hearing this, except for Diarmait, Artoria and the others were all surprised and puzzled. They didn't understand why Wang Chong would say such a thing.

Chapter 115: The Black Pot Falls from the Sky

"Caster, what's going on? Why do you say that?" Artoria didn't understand why Wang Chong said that Mordred and the others were more worried about Kiritsugu Emiya's death than them.

But Wang Chong ignored Altria's question. He just slashed out with a sword light, and the huge magical power poured directly towards Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Kiritsugu!"

"Ruined King, what are you doing?!"

Wang Chong's sudden attack was completely beyond the expectations of Artoria and Irisviel. They never expected that Wang Chong, who was supposed to be an ally, would suddenly kill Emiya Kiritsugu.

But what happened next was beyond their expectations once again. Mordred actually stood in front of Emiya Kiritsugu, unleashing his magic power, colliding with Wang Chong's sword light and obliterating it.

No one would have expected that Mordred, who had just threatened to use Emiya Kiritsugu's life, was actually saving Emiya Kiritsugu at this moment.

"This...what is going on?" Looking at this scene, Artoria was completely confused. The situation before her was completely beyond her understanding.

"Saber, to be honest, the reason I was surprised by the information I just learned from you is not because your Master is someone else, Saber. It's because your true Master is actually the man in front of me." Wang Chong pointed his sword at Mordred and Little Medusa and said slowly, "I know this guy. To be more precise, my Master knows this guy."

"Eh? Miss Letitia knows Kiritsugu? What's going on?" Irisviel's eyes were full of confusion, but suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. The words Kotomine Kirei had said before surfaced in her mind, and an ominous suspicion flashed through her mind. She immediately suppressed the thought and denied it, "Impossible... If that's the case, why would Kiritsugu let me cooperate with Caster and the others? Why didn't he tell me about this?"

However, as one fears, one will surely realize it. Wang Chong continued, "My Master was shot and killed the night before. I believe everyone is aware of this. My Master was shot by an alien Master who was present at the time. After realizing that the attack had failed, that alien Master immediately fled. But I'm afraid that alien Master never imagined that my Master, while having no other advantages, had only sharp eyesight and exceptional vision. She not only quickly determined the opponent's position, but also clearly saw the man's face."

After saying that, Wang Chong took out a small crystal and activated it. A flash of light appeared in front of everyone.

"It's just a small trick. I think everyone should be familiar with this kind of magic that records images. It's just that it also involves the magic of memory operation. I copied the memory that my master saw and showed it to everyone." Wang Chong said.

The screen was showing the scene of Wang Chong's defeat by the King of Heroes on the first night. Then, Wang Chong was shot and killed by an unknown gunman. Then, a second gunshot rang out. The screen suddenly looked towards the source of the gunshot. On a certain floor, a gloomy man in black was seen holding a sniper scope and pointing it at the center of the screen. He quickly removed the sniper scope that was blocking half of his face. The man who finally appeared in everyone's sight was none other than Kiritsugu Emiya.

However, even though only half of his face was revealed, from the moment she saw it, Irisviel, who was most familiar with Kiritsugu, had already been filled with shock in her eyes, and she even covered her mouth and nose with her hands, unable to bear to let out a cry of surprise.

After seeing this, Artoria also couldn't believe it. Her Master... was actually related to an alien Master and Servant, and even participated in the attack on Caster's group last night.

"Ah..." Diarmait looked at Artoria and shook his head. He was afraid that the Knight King had no idea that this was just the tip of the iceberg of that "despicable" man.

"There must be something wrong! Is it possible that both shots were fired by that alien servant?" Irisviel asked hurriedly.

"I understand your feelings, Mrs. Irisviel. But unfortunately, it was your husband, Emiya Kiritsugu, who shot my Master. It's not just because I trust the Master's judgment, but more importantly, I have physical evidence here." Wang Chong reached into his arms, then took out something and unfolded it. Irisviel and Altria looked and saw that it was a bullet.

"Do you know about rifling? Because the weapons used in the attack were all modern weapons, I learned some relevant knowledge. Simply put, any bullet fired from a gun will leave marks on it, and those marks are the rifling in the gun barrel. Because of forging, the rifling of each gun is different, and therefore the marks left on the bullets by different guns are also completely different. It's like a person's fingerprint." Wang Chong said, holding a bullet to show the marks on it.

"In other words, we can determine whether they came from the same gun based on the marks on the bullets. Unfortunately, Mrs. Irisviel, the bullet fired at me and the bullet fired at my Master have different marks," Wang Chong said, adding, "It is said that in this era, there are departments specifically responsible for examining bullet marks. Not only can they determine whether the marks on the bullets are the same, they can even infer which gun the bullet came from based on the marks. So, Mrs. Irisviel, I advise you not to be complacent. The facts are already clear before us."

“How…how could this happen?” Irisviel hugged Maiya and her legs softened as she knelt on the floor. She simply could not accept this truth.

"Irisviel... That's not right! Caster. If Kiritsugu is an Alien Master, then what am I? Am I also an Alien Servant? It is an indisputable fact that Mordred is a Saber-class Alien Servant. Since I am a Servant who participates in this Holy Grail War normally, Kiritsugu cannot be an Alien Master!" Artoria looked at the depressed Irisviel, not knowing what to do to comfort her, but soon noticed something was wrong and said immediately.

"But how do you explain that he and the alien servants tacitly attacked me and my Master? And how do you explain that they wanted to protect Kiritsugu Emiya just now?" Wang Chong asked in a deep voice.