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His will is not that important.

The only hope of survival lies in Moran's self-confidence and pride as a king.

Life and death all depend on the other person's thoughts.

All he could trust was that the king had made a promise and would not go back on his word without any scruples.

It is impossible for such a king to be followed by his people, and it is impossible for his people to willingly sacrifice their lives for him.

Just like that, Emiya Kiritsugu was taken away by Moran.

The two came to another building overlooking the hospital and the main road, where another person was monitoring the battlefield.

The man had an old-fashioned crew cut, but was dressed in elegant clothes that were clearly tailored by a professional tailor.

Although he lacks the aura of a warrior, he exudes an aura different from that of a magician or a cavalryman.

This man is Orlando's follower, Alexandre Dumas.

When Moran arrived, he was the same as Emiya Kiritsugu.

They were all shocked by Moran.

He came to this battlefield specifically to watch the show and show support.

Orlando didn't know about this.

The director, who was in a panic after hearing about his subordinates' harm, was unable to even pay attention to Dumas's movements.

If Orlando knew, Dumas would not have had the chance to sneak here.

Morin's arrival also disrupted Dumas's plans.

Now, the other party is offering him a deal.

"Boss, aren't you trying to embarrass me? This is too much, and you just made trouble with my Master! No way, no way, I've already gone too far by sneaking over here. If I help you again, I'm afraid my brothers will order me to commit suicide."

Dumas waved his hands repeatedly and said no.

Although Dumas seems very unreliable in normal times, he is still very loyal to his master.

However, Moran did not use the same rhetoric on Dumas that he used on Emiya Kiritsugu. He knew that even Heroic Spirits have their own bottom line.

What's more, Moran had no intention of becoming an enemy of Dumas.

He was very fond of the other party's Noble Phantasm ability.

"It's not that difficult, is it? When I went to the police station before, did you think I killed anyone? Dumas, tell me the truth, are they a big step closer to awakening their true names?"

"You... you really have that in mind! I was wondering why someone of your stature would come looking for trouble..."

Dumas had a speechless expression on his face.

Moran had completely schemed against him.

Indeed, after Moran's brutal beating at the police station, half of the twenty-eight people began to think about awakening their true names.

Director Orlando was shocked when he heard it.

To this day, Dumas still remembers the clanging sound from the phone and how Orlando almost fell to the ground.

The police department owes Moran a huge debt.

A strong man of his level.

How could he not kill anyone in the police station?

It could only be that he didn't want to kill.

"That's true. Even though you're being unreasonable and forcing it upon me, my brother does owe you a debt...

I can't just agree to this. My brother and I have already sworn brotherhood! This is simply not possible."

Dumas looked rather embarrassed.

However, compared to his firm attitude when he was waving his hands just now, he was obviously wavering to some extent.

Moran couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

"Oh? Really? What if I say I can help you again and stop that Avenger?"

“…Seriously?”

"Yes, of course it is true. I guarantee it to you on my honor as King of Britain. Is that enough?"

Moran had a huge smile on his face.

Just like a profiteer who recommends antiques to customers, it is so suspicious that it cannot be ignored.

But Dumas just couldn't move.

To be honest, they were not even opponents of the twenty-five people who were fighting against Alcides.

If it weren't for Noyer's help.

And Alcides was in the middle of a chaotic battle and needed to be wary of deadly attacks from all sides.

I'm afraid the police team would have been wiped out in seconds.

If Moran could help the police team, then they said 187 might still have a chance of winning.

"Well... my brother and I are close friends... no matter how you look at it... it would be a bit difficult for me to talk to you in private..."

Dumas said this with his eyes wandering.

Although hesitant.

But, his appearance really made Moran laugh. This guy is a man who says one thing and does another.

He almost said directly that this would cost extra.

Moran has another decisive goal.

That was a super bargaining chip that belonged to Alexandre Dumas, a writer-servant, and he absolutely could not refuse.

"Alexandre Dumas, don't you really want to see what happens next in this story? Or even participate in it and become a part of the stage? Such an interesting play is not often seen."

Moran said, stretching his arm to the side.

The space was like the surface of a lake with splashing water, gradually becoming distorted along with the golden light.

The king's treasure house that had previously displayed its might on the battlefield.

At this moment, he appeared in front of the two of them.

Both Emiya Kiritsugu and Alexandre Dumas were shocked.

Not only that, a treasure sword engraved with divine patterns stretched out from the treasure house, which exuded an ancient and terrifying power.

It was as if even the soul was being drawn in and crushed.

No one expected that one of the culprits behind the meteorite crater two days ago was the nameless sword that everyone feared.

At this moment, he actually appeared here!

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The first moment I saw the Sword of Separation.

Dumas' eyes widened in surprise.

The moment Moran took it out.

Looking at Emiya Kiritsugu standing beside him, Dumas seemed to have guessed something and a smile appeared on his face.

There is no longer any attitude of rejection.

Just like a child watching a wonderful play from the stage, the desire deep in his eyes is not concealed at all.

Although, I don't know Moran's intention behind this.

But Dumas thought this job was not easy.

"Hahahaha, since I've been summoned here, the only things I'll pursue from the Holy Grail are beautiful women and delicious food. However, compared to these, I'm more interested in seeing what kind of drama will unfold among those participating in this Holy Grail War, and what kind of ending it will usher in... Very well, I agree to your deal."

"What? Don't you care about your brother anymore?"

"Hahahaha, well, he will definitely understand this.

Besides, if you really intended to harm my brother, he wouldn't be alive now. And, aren't you the one who wants to save the stage the most? "

Dumas said meaningfully.

As a Servant of the Writer Department.

What he couldn't resist most was a wonderful ending to a story.

Therefore, he wanted to see for whom Moran had carefully prepared this trap.

Making friends with Moran is not a wrong choice.

Dumas obtained the information through his own intelligence network.

Orlando has been suspected by the top leaders of the United States.

Today, although he is one of the masterminds of the Holy Grail War, his situation is almost terrible to the point of sighing.

He imposed the shackles of "justice" on himself.

There is another gap between us and the top.

Being stabbed in the back was not surprising at any time, and it made Dumas feel sick to his stomach just watching it.

So, Britain is also an option.

Dumas agreed to the deal.

He will use his own Noble Phantasm to create a big pot stew, using Kiritsugu Emiya's origin and the Sword of Separation as cooking ingredients.

As for how to operate it in the end.

That will be a decision for Morant to make, not something he can predict.

Therefore, Dumas found it very interesting.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was brought here, watched as Moran and Dumas discussed the matter with him as if he were a commodity.

How ridiculous——

Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help but sneer at himself.

He longs to win the Holy Grail War.

Now it can only become fish meat on a sticky board.

However, the opportunity to fight for the Holy Grail has not been lost yet, and Emiya Kiritsugu does not intend to give up the fight.

Fortunately, Moran has no intention of competing for the Holy Grail.

He just needs a suitable stage.

"Boss, I'll leave those boys in your care. As for the tasks you assigned, I will complete them as soon as possible.

Don't worry, I'll use the latest pressure cooker with a timer. Not one of those witch cauldrons with inconsistent results. And the best part is, I'll be the one doing the cooking."

Dumas rubbed his hands as he spoke.

He turned his gaze to Kiritsugu and said with a smile:

"Dude, you... you might not look like a magician... but are you prepared to throw your life into the cauldron to achieve your goal?"

In this way, Moran waited for Dumas to prepare the Noble Phantasm.

This was his backup plan just in case.

If the situation wasn't as bad as he thought, then this backup plan wouldn't be useful.

However, once it really comes in handy.

Then it will be Moran's big killer buried deep inside.

Central Hospital, main road.

"That man is...John...is that right?"

The police were shocked by John's appearance.