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Ryougi Shiki's heroic head rolled twice on the ground, slowly dissipating into streams of spiritual energy amidst the splattered blood.

"It's now... two against two."

Red A chuckled, her magic surging and transforming into azure flames that soared into the sky, causing the earth to collapse and vanish in an instant. Wielding twin blades, she tore through the air currents, transforming into a soaring black light that clashed with the golden light trailed by Little Black and Ilya.

The three streaks of light collided repeatedly, moving so fast they seemed to flicker, too fast for the naked eye to see, like the flickering of the sky.

But just a moment later, the black light suddenly shone brightly, actually suppressing the red and gold rays of light and crashing into the earth, penetrating deep into the strata.

"Rumble...!!"

A crack spread rapidly, and a building not far away shook violently and slowly collapsed.

Amidst the thunderous tremors, the earth would crack and bulge at intervals.

Small earthquakes were occurring everywhere, with constant tremors. Finally, at the end of the street, a golden-red pillar of light roared and tore through the earth. Red A, grabbing Illya by the neck, rushed out and kicked Kuro into the ground with her long leg. The ground shook violently, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose.

Holding Ilya in her arms, Red A chuckled, "Too naive, kid."

"Ilya—!"

Yukinoshita's face turned pale.

Why is that? If she's not mistaken, the female Red A must be that child, right?

Here.

Red A stood guard nearby, sensing the faint, ever-present sense of danger flickering in all directions.

Is it really that powerful for an assassin whose class skill has become an ability to erase their presence...?

"Alright, Assassin, have you captured the witch?"

Red A waved Illya in her hand: "Now that we have the Lesser Grail, let's retreat and report back."

In the darkness of the night, there was no sound.

But Red A clearly sensed the departure of that chilling sense of danger, and he stared intently in the direction where Female Red A had retreated.

This is a huge problem, completely different from what he experienced.

The assassin was neither Sasaki Kojiro nor even the Cursed Arm.

As for the other woman, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking at all.

Is it really just about killing your past self?

From the perspective of.

"So... what exactly happened? Isn't Female Archer your Master?"

Shiina Tatsuki stared blankly at Toyokawa Shoko: "You've been betrayed?"

"That's not me!"

Shoko Toyokawa was furious and exhaled, "And there must be a reason, right? Red A isn't that kind of person... is he?"

She lost confidence halfway through her speech.

It's obvious that the other party is hiding a lot of things from her.

Everyone felt like they had missed a few episodes. While they were focused on the battle between the Servant and the God of Music, it seemed like someone was secretly doing something.

.....

A parallel world.

"Dream?"

The Ryougi family, one of the four great demon-slaying families.

On the tatami mat, a girl in a kimono picked up a cup of tea, stared blankly at the moonlight outside the window, and shook her head.

That's the truth.

The man who seemed to be the embodiment of death, the ocean of deathly intent, and the feeling of a blade slicing through the line of death were all so clear.

But I didn't really feel like I killed someone, probably because it wasn't the real person.

That is to say...

Perhaps I'll meet him again?

"Miss, we're about to leave."

The maid opened the sliding door, knelt down, and handed over the toiletries.

"Ah."

Ryougi Shiki nodded slightly, then instinctively grabbed her toothbrush as if it were a dagger, wanting to destroy something.

Suddenly, I remembered that she was still a student, and these were all living humans, not Servants, so I couldn't just kill them at will...

"嘁~~"

The maid didn't look up, but she inexplicably felt as if she had just walked on the edge of life and death.

P.S.: Since he is only a Servant, Root didn't make a move.

Sorry, I'm a bit rushed.

Volume 1: Chapter 132 Red A: Is this Shinji?

"Has Shiki-nee also left the stage?"

In the courtyard under the moonlight.

Sensing something, Rose, dressed in a loose kimono, touched his chin.

Go visit Shi-jie sometime, but right now...

He looked down.

Under the moonlight, the girl lying in the pool of blood was pale, her lips were dry, and her gorgeous red dress was tattered, revealing patches of fair skin stained with blood.

The charming young woman, who was lively and energetic during the day and even stepped on his foot, was now on the verge of death, as if she might never wake up again at any moment.

"Is he still alive, San San?"

The absolute egalitarian Rosser decisively stepped back, then poked Kurumi's cheek with his finger and found that she did indeed look like she had fainted. He chuckled and reached out to hook Kurumi's slender waist, pulling her into his arms.

Then, with one hand supporting her round, plump, and slightly bouncy buttocks and the other hand supporting her slender, narrow shoulders, he lifted the girl's slender waist and full body.

"Tsk, she's probably around thirteen years old."

Rosser's objective and fair commentary.

Then he decisively picked up Kurumi and went into the house.

Slightly, Kurumi's eyelids twitched slightly, and her slender hands unconsciously tightened a little.

That damn scumbag, if you don't like it, then don't rub it...

Sensing the warmth covering her buttocks, Kurumi's face flushed slightly, and she gritted her teeth.

(`へ′≠)! Bear it!

"As the saying goes, if a girl weighs less than 100 pounds, she'll either be flat-chested or short, hmm... tsk!"

Rother clicked his tongue, everything was self-evident.

'They're definitely testing me!'

Kurumi endured it.

Also, 157cm is not short for a Japanese girl, and she's a G-cup! (In China, she's an F-cup.)

So you've been discovered?

That shouldn't be the case. She is indeed seriously injured right now, and her consciousness is hiding in the subconscious of her unconscious clone. She is just testing whether the God of Despicables is involved.

If there's no involvement and it's just that guy's own will, then the original plan is to compete for the Holy Grail, and it would be best to bring the god of trash to her side.

If it involves....

Sorry, go wash up and go to bed. She decided to switch sides on the spot and stand on the side of the sure winner, thinking there would always be another chance later.

There's no way around it, Saber. Yukinoshita and the others don't know, but Kurumi knows very well that the arrogant and invincible Berserker is none other than the person who's currently taking advantage of the situation.

So stop squeezing it! You're treating it like a water balloon; you'll just bruise it.

Kurumi gritted her teeth, wishing she could kick him right away.

So petty! I only kicked him once, and he's still holding a grudge and wants to retaliate. You were the one who provoked me!

(╬?д?)▄︻┻┳═一！

In short.

The earth-shattering, sky-reaching commotion, like the aftershocks of a tide crashing against the land, was clearly felt even by her on Mount Yuanzang.

Seven riders surrounded and killed him alone.

As a result, Enkidu, one of the strongest figures in human history, almost instantly lost his strength, his life force extinguished like a candle in the wind.

It was probably defeated instantly.

The others also experienced the same ups and downs in their breathing as when doing sit-ups.

Finally, the legendary and supreme magician Merlin also suddenly vanished, clearly having died in battle.

Two of the three strongest Servants were dead, and the remaining one was on the verge of collapse, while several Servants of slightly weaker tiers or even the same level survived... She realized that the God of Scum was probably just playing around.

Hmm, maybe they're baiting the nest, or maybe they're having fun while baiting the nest?

When she returned to the Fourth Shinobi World War, she didn't just return after summoning the God of Destruction. Instead, she stayed until the eve of the war, spending almost a year with him and getting to know his terrible personality very well!

so.....

That's way too strong!

Once you're on the opposing side, just thinking about it makes me feel hopeless. I'm afraid even if all the remaining Servants were tied together, we still wouldn't be able to defeat them.

.....

"Huh? He's really unconscious? San San?"

The boy's cheerful muttering rang out, so much so that it was practically right next to her ear, making her head buzz.

Keep your voice down, you jerk! I'm hurt! Can't you see I'm hurt?

Kurumi gritted her teeth, then felt herself being gently placed on the sofa in an embrace. She was clearly deep in thought, thinking aloud:

"He's unconscious, huh? Perfect timing to test out my newly invented automatic hair washing machine, or maybe an automatic bed for couples to separate and reunite? Why the long face? How about an automatic smile machine?"

What dangerous thing are you talking about?

Kurumi cautiously opened her eyes a crack and saw the other person moving a cold, menacing mechanical object. She was completely stunned.

Are you the Minister of Justice?

These inventions, if they have any use at all, are not entirely useless.

"Or should we take this opportunity to do something? Like this... or like this?"

Before Kurumi could even get angry, Rose shook his head in utter dismay:

"Forget it, forget it, it's boring, just so-so, a bit tedious."

Kurumi: ?

What does "a little tired of it" mean? Have you tried it secretly?

Wait, are you talking about another "her"?

Suddenly.

She fell silent, and combining what she had said before, she seemed to have discovered an incredible secret.

You bastard, you piece of trash, don't you have any conscience?!

"I'm so bored, this is really boring. I guess I should find some inspiration."

After a moment's thought, Rosser clapped his hands.

Kurumi slowly typed out a question mark.