I'm a druid in Type Moon

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Tōsaka Tokiomi was overjoyed when he heard this. Ever since he knew about the King of Conquerors' Noble Phantasm, Tōsaka Tokiomi had been looking very uneasy. Although he could see the faceplate of his Heroic Spirit, he had not really seen the power of the Sword of Disunity and was not sure whether Archer was a match for Rider.

But now, Tousaka Tokiomi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then Saber is the only opponent left."

Archer frowned upon hearing this and reminded:

"You didn't forget about Berserker, did you? Although he's just a mad dog, the Master of Berserker is not easy to deal with."

"Berserker's Master?"

Toosaka Tokiomi frowned.

“Hasn’t Kariya given up on the Holy Grail War?”

This was the information he got from Kotomine Risho.

Archer's face showed realization.

"I see, you didn't know that yet?"

"Berserker's Master has handed over the Command Seals to Lynn. In other words, I will deal with the mad dog, but his Master will still be left to you to deal with."

Archer smiled happily and went back to his room, leaving Tōsaka Tokiomi alone with a gloomy face.

"Lynn!"

Toosaka Tokiomi murmured the name, thinking of the man who had caused him to fail twice, and recalled that merciless punch, feeling unsure at all.

No matter how confident he was, Tohsaka Tokiomi didn't think he could handle Lin En. At this point, he could only discuss countermeasures with his allies.

Braving the night, Tōsaka Tokiomi walked towards the Cathedral Church in Fuyuki City.

The Cathedral Church seemed quiet at the moment, but Tohsaka Tokiomi knew that there must be someone awake. The battle between Archer and Rider was so fierce that people in the entire Fuyuki City could hear the sound of the battle. Tohsaka Tokiomi had already anticipated how tomorrow's news would explain the strange noise tonight.

I'm afraid it was due to a gas explosion or something like that. I hope the bridge itself doesn't have any serious problems, otherwise even if the Tousaka family and the Holy Church work together, it will be difficult to suppress it.

After opening the door, Tōsaka Tokiomi could not see a single ray of light.

"Have you gone to rest yet?"

Tōsaka Tokiomi frowned. As far as he knew, his ally was not such an irresponsible person.

"What's up, teacher?"

The End of Ideals: Chapter 95: The Long-Awaited Fight

The sound came from the darkness. The middle of the church seemed bright because of the moonlight, but this made the deepest part seem even darker.

"Teacher, why are you here so late? Is there something urgent?"

Kotomine Kirei's voice came from the darkness.

Tōsaka Tokiomi frowned, feeling a little uneasy, but did not say anything. Instead, he asked:

"Kirei? Where's your father? I have something to discuss with him."

"As for father, he has gone to rest. The battle a few days ago took a toll on his body, and now I am almost entirely responsible for the church."

"If it's something extremely urgent, I'll go wake up my father right now."

"--never mind!"

Tōsaka Tokiomi hesitated for a moment, but still spoke out to stop Kotomine Kirei. Even if he met Kotomine Risei, he wouldn't get any help except confirming the truth of the news. But, wasn't there a spare fighting force in front of him?

"This matter is the same as what I told you, Kirei. I need your help."

Tōsaka Tokiomi made a request to his students.

Kotomine Kirei finally opened his eyes, stopped praying, and turned to look towards the church entrance.

The moonlight stretched between him and Tōsaka Tokiomi, making both faces appear a little blurry.

"But now that Assassin has left the battlefield, what can I do to help? I know my own limitations. If I were to fight a Heroic Spirit, this body would probably only be a burden."

Kotomine Kirei's voice was calm and cool, without a trace of modesty in it.

“You are so modest.”

Tousaka Tokiomi raised his hand and said with a smile:

"Your father mentioned to me that you were once a famous agent of the church. You carried out many dangerous missions and even fought against the executors of the Magic Association's Sealing Designation Bureau."

"Even without the help of the Heroic Spirits, you are a force that cannot be underestimated."

"Besides, the reason I asked you for help is to deal with a magician."

"magician?"

Upon hearing this, Kotomine Kirei's originally dead heart suddenly beat for a moment, and he took a few steps forward into the moonlight.

"Are you referring to Saber's Master, Emiya Kiritsugu?"

Thinking of that man, Kotomine Kirei's adrenaline began to be secreted involuntarily, and his entire body changed from a lifeless stone statue back into a flesh-and-blood human being.

"Emiya Kiritsugu."

Tōsaka Tokiomi frowned, thinking of the infamous magician killer. Tōsaka Tokiomi had always despised that kind of person, and even before the Holy Grail War began, he had decided to kill that guy who didn't even have the dignity of a magician.

"That kind of mercenary with future money and future doesn't require us to put so much effort."

But now Tōsaka Tokiomi had no intention of dealing with Emiya Kiritsugu. All his attention was focused on his biggest enemy - Lin En.

"The magician I'm talking about is Lin, the supervisor sent by the Magic Association. There is news that the Master of Berserker has transferred the contract with Berserker to Lin."

"Is that right?"

There was disappointment that was hard to conceal in Kotomine Kirei's words. Was this disappointment the regret for not being able to fight Emiya Kiritsugu, or the hesitation to become an enemy of Lin En?

Kotomine Kirei himself didn't know, but after the disappointment, an uncontrollable feeling of anticipation surged in his heart.

The question that had troubled him for a long time might be answered in this fight. Kotomine Kirei had such a premonition.

After agreeing on the time and place to meet, Tohsaka Tokiomi left the church. After walking for a while, Tohsaka Tokiomi suddenly turned back and used magic to detect traces around him, and only turned around and left after making sure that no one was peeping.

After Tōsaka Tokiomi walked away, a Heroic Spirit in casual clothes appeared beside Kotomine Kirei. It was Archer, whom Tōsaka Tokiomi thought had gone to rest.

Archer leaned against the cold bench with a mysterious smile on his face.

"What do you think, Father, of your teacher's strategy?"

"The end leads to the end!"

Kotomine Kirei said bluntly:

"That person is not a strong enough enemy for us to deal with, even if Assassin does not leave the stage."

"Oh. You think surprisingly highly of that person."

Although he said that, there was no trace of surprise in Archer's tone.

"According to the news from the headquarters of the Holy Church, if you are not sure of winning the Holy Grail, you can ask for Lin's help. Of course, this is only possible under extreme circumstances, such as when the Holy Grail is about to fall into the hands of pagans."

"Along with the news came the battle records of that man collected by the headquarters. According to the records, at least nine candidates for the Dead Apostles 'Twenty-Seven Ancestors' died at his hands. Conservatively speaking, the other party also has the strength of a first-class Heroic Spirit."

"Father doesn't want to meet the teacher, and I'm afraid he has this in mind. When it comes to the last resort, he may really have to give up Tōsaka Tokiomi and hand the Holy Grail over to him instead."

Archer's smile widened when he heard this.

“That’s interesting. Why didn’t you tell Tokiomi about this just now? If he knew about this, he might give up his plan.”

"it's out of the question."

Kotomine Kirei asserted:

"The teacher has decided not to give up the Holy Grail, so he will definitely become Lin's enemy. It's just a matter of time."

"But you didn't tell him Lin's exact combat power. What if he made a wrong estimate? You are leading him to his own death. Can you still call yourself a disciple of Tōsaka Tokiomi?"

Kotomine Kirei remained unmoved.

"We were only master and apprentice in name only. He only taught me internship-level courses. It was just a stopgap measure for the Holy Grail War."

"And speaking of which, as your teacher, you, the Heroic Spirit, didn't you tell him about that person's true combat power?"

"Humph!"

Archer snorted coldly and said bluntly:

"I get so angry when I think of Shichen's decadent look these past two days. If he had really been brave enough to challenge Lin En, I might have looked up to him."

"Teacher, perhaps, doesn't care that much about your opinion of him." Kotomine Kirei said teasingly.

Archer's eyes narrowed, but he did not show anger. Instead, he said with interest:

"You're smiling, priest!"

Kotomine Kirei was stunned, and reached out to touch his chin, feeling the increasingly upward curve.

The End of the Ideal: Chapter 96: Webber's Exit

Weber opened his eyes drowsily. The quilt seemed very thick and heavy pressing on his body, but he did not feel any weight at all. Instead, he felt a perfect sense of security.

"It looks very high-end. Where did you buy it? How much?"

With all these thoughts in his mind, Weber stood up and opened the curtains.

The bright sunlight shone through the transparent glass, so bright that Weber couldn't open his eyes. But the warmth on his body made it hard for him to give up. So Weber stood in front of the window with his eyes closed until the sunlight warmed his body inside and out.

"How long are you going to stand there like an idiot?"

Lin En's voice suddenly appeared in Weber's ears, startling him and he opened his eyes subconsciously. He saw Lin En standing in the snow-covered yard, looking up at the panicked Weber.

"If you haven't been blinded by the sun, come down quickly so you can have breakfast."

Lynn waved at him.

Hearing this, Waver felt the hunger rising up all of a sudden. He nodded quickly, turned around, changed his clothes, and walked towards the restaurant downstairs.

Lin En had already served breakfast. Unlike the light white porridge yesterday, Lin En's breakfast today was a generous portion of meat buns and a greasy pancake.

Weber looked at the breakfast on the table. Not only did he not feel it was greasy, but he even felt that it was a little too little. From last night until now, he had experienced a thrilling battle and had come face to face with death. Weber felt so hungry that he could eat a cow.

Without caring about etiquette or face, Weber took the big meat bun in one hand and the big pancake in the other and stuffed them directly into his mouth. He took a bite and the full carbohydrates brought a slow sense of happiness.

"Slow down, slow down."

Lynn looked helpless and stood up to pour Weber a glass of milk.

"Ah...cough, cough, gurgle, gurgle."

Weber took it quickly and poured it into his mouth before he choked. The sweet and slightly greasy taste seemed just right for Weber at that moment.

"If someone who doesn't know sees this, they would think I'm abusing you all the time!"

Lin En sighed, but didn't say anything. Anyway, Weber is still growing up, so it's good for him to eat more.

Only after he stuffed two large meat buns and a large pancake into his stomach did Weber feel his burning hunger relieved. After drinking the milk in the cup, Weber exhaled a breath of relief and looked at Lin En across the table.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Lin En."

Lin En waved his hand indifferently and said:

"I just took you in for one night, it's nothing."

"No!"

Weber sat up straight and bowed deeply to Lynn.

"Not only because of your shelter last night, but also because of your help to me before. I am always very grateful to you, Teacher Lin En."

After a long time, Lin En's voice came faintly:

"You've grown up, Waver. You can now respond to other people's kindness openly."

Upon hearing this, Weber's face turned red and he lowered his head even more.

"Keep your head up, Weber."

As Lin En spoke, he stretched out his hand in Weber's direction, and an invisible force lifted Weber's head up in an irresistible manner.

"Since you are already an adult, don't bow your head so easily."