Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

Even at the last moment facing death, he still raised his gun, locked onto Haruli and pulled the trigger.

Accompanied by a gunshot.

And the hum of bees.

The fight between the revenge girl and the killer came to an end, but until the very end, the expression in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes never wavered.

Haruli only saw a hint of regret in his lifeless eyes.

A hint of regret for not being able to continue saving the victims.

The man named Emiya Kiritsugu lost his soul long ago. What Haruri killed here was just a killing machine that was eager to end human disputes, nothing more.

"...My... revenge... succeeded...?"

Haruli couldn't feel her shoulder blade crack.

Just looking at Emiya Kiritsugu who died of poison, the emotion in his heart was far from what he had imagined.

After vaguely glimpsing the true nature of this magician killer.

She didn't see the other person whimpering.

I didn't hear the other party begging for mercy.

It seems that even death is such a trivial matter, as if the dead person is not yourself.

Haruli saw no soul in this man's eyes.

It's like he's just a machine.

Even if she asked someone for revenge, she would not feel satisfied. Until now, her heart seemed to be blocked.

——This is the guy I hate?

——What is this…what is this…what is this kind of revenge…what is it…? Eight!

Chapter 701 Who is he? [Subscribe! Flowers!]

Until a moment later.

Only then did Haruli feel a pain in her shoulder.

Only then did she realize that the bullet that Kiritsugu had just fired had penetrated the defense line constructed by the demon bees and hit her shoulder.

".....Goddess Ishtar."

Haruli covered the wound on her shoulder.

Then she turned her gaze in the direction of Ishtar.

Now that revenge has been accomplished.

The one she cared about most was Ishtar.

Although revenge was accomplished on Emiya Kiritsugu.

However, the most important goal of revenge has not yet been achieved, which is to overthrow this twisted magic world.

——We must go and help the goddess Ishtar!

Haruli thought so and prepared to use her magic to heal the gunshot wound on her shoulder.

"Little girl, if you don't want to become a disabled person, you'd better not do this."

A voice rang out in my ears without warning.

Frightened, Haruli immediately stopped trying to mobilize her magic power and turned to look at the source of the sound.

A man with long black hair appeared there.

So handsome that you can't forget him once you see him.

Haruli had only experienced this kind of beauty in Ishtar, and the man before her also exuded this feeling.

It was as if he was the center of the world.

The pitch-black pupils were like an abyss that encompassed all light, and the first impression given was that they were unfathomable.

“你、你是谁！？”

"I... to some extent, am also an old acquaintance of your goddess. Hmm... following her around, I guess it must be difficult for you, right? From what I know, serving her is quite troublesome."

Moran's eyes were filled with sympathy.

It was almost like calling Haruli a poor kid.

Then, he looked at Emiya Kiritsugu who was lying on the ground, with a very calm expression on his face.

He didn't just arrive here, but had been here a long time ago.

Moran watched the battle between Haruli and Emiya Kiritsugu, and saw the final end of the magician killer.

"Why...what's wrong with me using healing magic?"

"You kid... I really don't understand. Are you well-protected, or are you just too naive?"

"Huh? What do you mean!?"

Haruli was very unhappy.

As soon as Moran appeared here, he stopped her from using magic, and now he's saying that she's too young.

"The bullet that hit you was an origin bullet.

If you mobilize your magic power, the magic circuits in your body will collapse and explode in an instant before your injuries are healed."

"Ah... Origin Bullet? This... This... I've never heard of this kind of magic costume."

Haruli couldn't help but panic.

If she couldn't use magic, she wouldn't even be able to remove the bullet from her shoulder.

She was asked to dig out the bullet from the flesh as a little girl.

She doesn't have this kind of practical experience.

I'm afraid that before the bullet is taken out, she will lose too much blood or die from the pain.

"Are you really a magician?"

"Of course I am!"

Haruli replied anxiously.

She was trying to think of how to deal with her injuries, while at the same time she was suffering from the broken shoulder blade and bleeding.

Moran rolled his eyes at the anxious and stupid look.

Even though Ishtar's divine power is protecting her.

As long as she returns to a place without shadows around the temple, she will be able to take out the Origin Bomb sooner or later.

However, she couldn't think of this.

"Forget it, who told me to do good deeds every day...

"Don't move around. You're Ishtar's high priestess after all, right? If you had even one-fifth of Siduri's talent, Ishtar would be so happy."

“Ugh… You’re not the one who’s injured… Hey… Wait… What’s going on?! How did my injury heal?!”

Before Haruli could react.

Moran turned his gaze and walked towards the temple.

Haruli rubbed her shoulder and found that it didn't hurt anymore.

Not only that, there were no visible injuries, not even any blood stains on the clothes.

She was deeply impressed by this scene.

At the beginning, when Haruli summoned Subaba, Ishtar saved her in the same way.

——That man...who is he...?

——He said he was an acquaintance of the goddess Ishtar...

——Wait....He's walking towards the temple again...!?

Suddenly, Haruli became nervous.

At this critical moment when Ishtar was under siege, such an unidentified person actually appeared.

Haruli does not allow unknown persons to enter the temple.

As the head priest, it was her duty to uncover Moran's identity.

But when she thought of Moran saving her.

It was not easy for Haruli to stop it with brute force.

Although she is an expert in black magic, she unexpectedly possesses the moral conscience of a normal person.

Therefore, she chose to catch up with Moran.

And find out the other party's identity through communication.

As Ishtar strikes the shadows.

Fadius, who is located at the prison base, observes the current battle situation through surveillance systems such as drones and satellites.

To be honest, Youyi Hassan has far exceeded his expectations.

He was able to deal with Ishtar to this extent.

"That's astonishing. Assassins' spiritual bases are generally weak... You're very reliable, but also very dangerous... Let me take the foolproof approach 1.3."

Fadius revealed the Command Seal on his right arm.

Seeing that Hassan Youyi's treasure had forced Ishtar to this extent, he naturally wanted to add fuel to the fire for the sake of the United States.

Ishtar, the unexpected one, must be eliminated.

"I issue this command with the Command Seal, consuming everything you have to eradicate the disaster in the Western Forest."

The command of the Command Seal had indeed been conveyed.

In the end, Fadius did not feel Hassan's will to resist, nor did he feel that his orders were ineffective.

In other words, his order worked.

Looking at the black shadows that kept surging on the screen, Fadius couldn't help but smile.

This is the first time he has done so since the Holy Grail War began.

A smile that hasn't been seen in a long time.

Fadius had to admit that he had underestimated Hassan, the Youyi he had summoned.

Chapter 702: How to Deny Death? [Subscribe! Flowers!]

Temple of Ishtar, above.

The shadows that had been sluggish became restless, and they experienced an explosive growth in magic power.

Youyi Hassan, whose spiritual core had been destroyed.

At this moment, strengthened by the support of Fadius's Command Spell, an illusory figure was revealed.

"Oh, how pitiful! I didn't expect that after fighting with me to this extent, the master would give him such a death order in the end."

Ishtar saw the truth about the expanding shadow at a glance.

Her first response was sarcasm.

However, Ishtar didn't know that this was something that Youyi Hassan had already discussed with Fadius.

He never had a problem with death.

Therefore, Youyi Hassan did not respond to Ishtar, but just stared at the goddess with indifferent eyes.

The white skull mask floated in the air.

It seems like there is nothing left to say.