The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

However, Lin Qiao's words successfully misled others in another direction.

"A heroic spirit from the future?"

When they thought of this possibility, everyone present frowned. Although it is possible, the probability... can only be said to be very small.

Furthermore, if the opponent comes from the future, this means that the opponent's intelligence is completely unknowable to them unless they tell it themselves.

"Tsk, he is unknown in history, hiding his head and showing his tail, which really fits his identity as a bastard."

Gilgamesh put down the golden cup in his hand and snorted unhappily.

"But...."

Qi Huang on the side frowned in dissatisfaction. Just as she was about to say something, Lin Qiao blocked her lips and signaled her to be quiet.

And just a moment later, a strong murderous intent appeared on the field.

Under the moonlight, one after another, figures of different shapes but wearing skull masks appeared in the castle.

——Hassan of a hundred faces.

It is obvious that as individuals they are weak and their only advantage is their numbers; these guys were sent here to die.

Snapped!

Just like swatting a mosquito.

He simply used his telekinesis to crush the two closest clones of Qihuang who had dirty hands and were trying to steal a wave from him.

However, compared to Kiara, their target is still Weber below.

Having humiliated the Queen of Conquest, who had invited them to the table, in a way they thought was "interesting", they had obviously incurred the emperor's wrath.

The treasure called "King's Army", which embodies the legend of Iskandar's life, is displayed here.

......

Although they were all relatively weak types individually, the "King's Army" made up for the tens of thousands of them, and Hassan the Hundred Faces was easily defeated.

This also marks the end of the King's Banquet.

Riding the mighty wheel of thunder and lightning, he flew into the sky amidst the emotion of Waver's "I can finally go home".

Gilgamesh also left a few words that made Altria very unhappy, and then he turned into a spirit and disappeared.

"call....."

After witnessing the treasure formed by the bond between Iskandar and his subordinates, Altria felt quite complicated at this moment.

“Irisviel, you…”

Taking a deep breath, she turned around to look at the white-haired wife who suddenly felt unwell after the death of Hassan the Hundred Faces.

But as soon as she turned around, she saw that the latter had been knocked unconscious by Lin Qiao and carried on his shoulders.

"Hi~"

"!"

Without any hesitation, the invisible sword in his hand slashed down quickly.

The sword passed through Lin Qiao's body without any hindrance, and the bursting sword energy left a scar directly on the ground.

But the result was that Lin Qiao in front of her was still intact, as if what she had just chopped was just air...

No, not as if.

Altria's eyes flashed. Judging from the feel of her hand, it was just air!

"Don't waste your energy, Quilt King."

Just when Altria was facing a great enemy, Lin Qiao, who was standing in front of her, spoke.

"What appears before you is just an afterimage of time - an illusion that you simply interpret as real, or a recording, video or something like that."

"Of course, you can treat this as a real-time call."

After all, he has the ability to predict the future.

For Lin Qiao, her every word and action can be confirmed.

"What's your purpose?"

Without letting down his guard, the Knight King holding the holy sword glanced at the rooftop where Lin Qiao and the others were previously.

But they found that the four people had disappeared without a trace.

"——Sola Nazelai Sophiali."

"Tell Emiya Kiritsugu that if you want his wife back, you must bring her to an abandoned factory in the suburbs before dawn. Otherwise, I will not guarantee the safety of the Holy Grail."

"That's it...ciao~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the time afterimage in front of him that seemed to exist in reality suddenly disappeared.

Chapter 589: Be a Hero for Only One Person

Using someone else's wife to make a deal, the deal is another person's wife...

This feels a bit too exciting.

In an abandoned factory in the suburbs, Lin Qiao sipped a cup of coffee made with illusory liquid. The combination of the mellow taste and the coffee + nebula gas was even more enjoyable.

He had a pen in his hand and was writing something on a notebook at a very fast speed.

——Those are things to note about Kiara and the others’ future.

Specifically, it is all the information he knows about the Type-Moon world. Although it may not be useful, it is better than nothing.

"But it's really inconvenient that there's no electricity in this place."

I don’t know why Kenneth chose this place as his base.

The bright moonlight shone through the gap in the roof that had been broken due to years of disrepair, shining on Lin Qiao as well as Alice next to her.

Compared to before, at this moment the white-haired android had his eyes closed and was lying naked on the simple steel bed next to Lin Qiao.

Speaking of this, I have to mention this wife who is only one year older than my daughter.

Although this kind of thing is considered outrageous in the surface world, for magicians it is just a little surprising, but that's it.

After all, in the eyes of magicians, androids are generally not considered human, even if the target is a behemoth like the Einzberns.

——In a certain sense, in the eyes of the magician, Emiya Kiritsugu actually brought home a Fiji Cup.

The good figure of the white-haired wife is exposed to the air, which makes people have some reverie...

But he didn't treat him as a thief like Cao.

Or rather, I'm not interested.

The crisp and loud clanging sounds of metal collisions outside made people feel a little irritated.

Fortunately, there are not many people living here, and there is a barrier set up to drive away idlers, otherwise a considerable number of people would probably be disturbed and unable to sleep.

Right on the cabinet next to the steel bed, there was a heart placed in a jar, which seemed to have been transformed by some magic.

——This is the core of the Lesser Holy Grail.

After absorbing enough souls of defeated Servants, it and its host will lose their original form and eventually transform into a small Holy Grail...

But now this thing has been taken out by Lin Qiao, and its time has been stopped by him, so there is no need to worry about it spoiling.

As for Irisviel, there's no need to worry.

The magic circle used to heal wounds and promote regeneration was emitting a faint light in the darkness.

In addition, she also has Altria's "Avalon" in her body. As Lin Qiao uses the time ability to keep her body alive, it won't take long for her to grow a new heart... a normal one.

This means that in the days that followed, she had lost her role as the "Little Holy Grail".

"The next step is to find a suitable person to implant the core..."

The most suitable candidate would naturally be Ryunosuke Uryu.

Although this guy is not considered a magician, he still has the corresponding qualifications and can meet the requirements of implantation - it's a pity that he was snatched away by Zouken Matou.

Of course, this is not too tricky.

Isn't there an Aruba?

Although it was a pity that this guy was not there to provide magic to Medusa, Sakura's elbow was enough to use the Command Seal - at least it was enough to maintain her present world and some less intense battles.

But there are other problems.

stare....

The dissatisfied gaze from the side did not seem to intend to let him go... In fact, due to the ignoring measures taken before, it intensified the resentment of the owner of the gaze.

"So what are you angry about?"

Reluctantly, he turned around and looked at Qihuang behind him.

The girl frowned slightly and followed him silently.

"When that Jin Shanshan said Qiao was a nobody, why did you stop him?"

The amber pupils conveyed a certain dissatisfaction of their owner.

From all aspects, when Gilgamesh belittled Lin Qiao before, she was indeed very unhappy... It was probably like someone saying that your parents are not good enough in front of you.

"So that's it."

Lin Qiao sighed. He thought something else had made this guy unhappy again.

He rubbed the girl's head...but the latter turned her head away as if she was sulking, which made him feel a little helpless.

"It's nothing. After all, I don't have any outstanding achievements in this world..."

"But Qiao obviously saved the world, didn't he? From another guy who looked like Qiao, but his body turned blue at the back!"

"Hmm...Hmm? That's not wrong..."

Lin Qiao glanced at Qi Huang with some surprise.

From her description, it is basically certain that it was the scene in the previous world when she was fighting against the killbus.

But the question is, how did you know?

Lin Qiao didn't remember telling her and Ying about his past.

"It was a dream. I saw it in my dream."

"I see... I think I understand."

After hearing Qi Huang's words, Lin Qiao nodded in understanding.

Because of the contractual relationship between them, most Masters in the Holy Grail War will dream about the past of their Servant.

But I didn't expect that this would also work on him... Maybe it's because of the Caster suit he made for himself.

Although that thing was indeed a leather case used for camouflage, it was indeed a Servant according to the Holy Grail's judgment.

——I’m afraid that Kiara only dreamed of his past because of the connection with Caster’s suit.

"But even so, that's something that happened in other worlds. If I force it into this world... I always feel a little embarrassed to brag about my achievements."

"And I was never a hero from the beginning."

Lin Qiao smiled bitterly. Although he had done a lot in the past, he really could not be called a "hero of justice".

Most of his goals were chosen based on his own interests...at most, when he took action, he made some choices that made his conscience feel a little better.

But such a statement obviously could not convince the girl in front of him.

"Hate Qiao!"

Her cheeks were puffed up into two buns, as if to vent her dissatisfaction. She stood on tiptoe and repeatedly hit Lin Qiao's chest with her pink fists.

But in terms of strength, it's completely the kind of coquettishness.

——Only at times like this would one feel that she was a child who would throw tantrums, rather than the savior-like Kiara Sesshōin.