Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

But death is not like that.

Could it be that, could it be that the other party could turn anything he touched into a bomb? Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the door handle he was holding with a terrifying expression as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head.

Impossible, how could there be such a terrifying power in this world?

Just like those magi he had plotted against before, Emiya Kiritsugu personally experienced the great sorrow and despair in those people's hearts at that time.

The thought only lasted for a moment, and the emotions of uneasiness and anxiety mixed together in his chest. His breathing suddenly stopped. Ignoring the injuries on his body, Kiritsugu let the exploding pain boil in his consciousness and activated the inherent time control again, just to let go of the door handle immediately.

At the street corner that he had not noticed, Roland was leaning against the wall, his lips moving silently.

—The Killer Queen has already touched the doorknob.

With the help of Killer Queen's eyesight, the moment Kiritsugu Emiya touched him, no matter how he struggled, the ending was already determined.

Before you can even begin to resist, Killer Queen has dispatched you.

In a real battle, as long as you make a mistake once, it will be the last time.

This was a philosophy that Kiritsugu had once memorized, but now, he experienced the truth of this sentence firsthand. From using rhetoric to irritate him, to deliberately killing Maiya before she could finish her words, was it all to lure him into this building? From beginning to end, was the entire process he had calculated, including the ultimate move of using the origin bullet, all a trick played by the other party?

Emiya Kiritsugu's swan song of the inherent time control finally turned into just a roar of anger.

"Roland, you plotted against me!"

With graceful steps, Roland returned to the building where a team was buried. Looking at the intact door handle and the disappeared figure, he smiled as a winner.

There are some things in Kira Yoshikage's philosophy that Roland still agrees with.

For example, he would never create an enemy that would keep him awake at night, and he would never make a mortal enemy with a guy like Emiya Kiritsugu. Roland didn't want to be shot in the head by a sniper rifle one day, and hiding and living like a rat in a gutter was even more impossible.

Getting away from the opponent first was just the first step to make the opponent careless. If the trap did not work, Roland would take advantage of this distance to contract a new spirit on the spot. In short, for the sake of a peaceful life in the future, Emiya Kiritsugu must die.

"Although it's a pity to waste three Command Seals, it doesn't matter." After sorting out the remaining stocks in this base, Roland's eyes lit up when he saw a dozen special bullets in a well-preserved small box. "Besides, isn't this an unexpected gain?"

Looking at these origin bullets, Roland felt somewhat grateful to Emiya Kiritsugu. He sent him the Contract Spirit, the gun, and the bullets, which perfectly solved his urgent needs.

"I can have a good sleep tonight."

Humming a pleasant tune, Roland walked back into the deep darkness.

On the eve of the Holy Grail War, Emiya Kiritsugu was unable to rise again.

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Chapter 33 Roland's Life Mentor

In the distant Einzbern Castle, Irisviel was busy signing a new contract with Saber.

The death of the Master means the disappearance of the contract. Fortunately, Saber is right next to her, otherwise it would be too ridiculous if she had to retire early without even fighting because she couldn't find a suitable Master.

After re-signing the contract, Irisviel murmured as if she had not yet reacted as she looked at the bright red Command Seal that suddenly appeared on the back of her hand.

"Kiritsugu?"

"Master?"

Saber looked at Irisviel with worry, and there was some sadness in her heart. According to the knowledge given by the Holy Grail, if the Master died and the Command Seals were not taken away by others, they would be redistributed to the right person.

Although she didn't know why the other party didn't use the Command Spell to call her, as a knight, Saber would never feel good for not being able to save her Master's life.

After a few seconds, Irisviel regained her composure and began to speak calmly.

"Emiya Kiritsugu lost his Master status today and officially died. I, Irisviel, will take over as the Master of Einzbern and continue to participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War."

No matter what, for Illya, she must go to Fuyuki City and win the war. Thinking of Illya's unusual words calling for her father before, a determination to accept reality flashed in Irisviel's eyes.

Looking at Irisviel's expression, Saber saluted Irisviel again.

"Yes, Master."

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After briefly explaining everything to the store manager, Roland, who had officially resigned, collected his salary which was significantly higher than before, and left the convenience store somewhat reluctantly.

"I didn't expect that the first place I developed feelings for in Fuyuki City would be at work. What is this?"

Roland smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking back to the Qi Ling he had just seen.

Although based on the extent of the plot changes, I had guessed that the escaped soul would be a very dangerous character, I didn't expect it to be the soul of the Holy Lord.

He was the incarnation of black energy and one of the eight ancient demons. Even if only his soul was left, he could not easily fight against him now.

But it is different after being made into a contracted spirit. Even if it is a holy lord, there will be no self-awareness and it can only be reduced to an instinctive force.

The prerequisite for the Key of All Spirits to create a contract spirit is not necessarily that the object must be dead, but it is easier to make a contract spirit if it is dead.

Until now, Roland still didn't understand the requirements and standards for the Key of All Souls to create a Contracted Spirit. How could a person with such a strong obsession as Emiya Kiritsugu not become a Contracted Spirit?

With the precedent of Kira Yoshikage, Roland naturally knew that the Key of All Souls would not care about the state of the soul. What he absorbed was more like the existence of the power itself.

Why did neither Uryu Ryunosuke nor Emiya Kiritsugu succeed? What did they lack compared to Kira Yoshikage?

Also, do I really want to pay that kind of price to contract with the Holy Lord?

Roland's smile gradually faded. He never thought that he was so great. Although he didn't like people who had a clear goal and gave everything for it, he could understand the awareness that it took.

What do those people think when faced with such things?

Roland didn't hesitate for too long. He was always very proactive. Since he didn't know, why not just go and ask?

"You're late, that's strange. Did anything happen?"

Matou Zouken stood at the door of the old house, looking at Roland who was approaching, his eyes filled with a strange color, and he spoke in a teasing tone.

During the exchange of intelligence and information over the past few days, he discovered that Roland was a person with a strong sense of time and would never be late easily.

"Ah, nothing. I met the Master of the Einzbern family on the way and killed him. It wasted some time."

Roland answered Zouken Matou's question casually, his arms folded across his chest, confusion still on his face.

But Matou Zouken couldn't suppress his shock.

He had always been wary of Roland who came to him on his own initiative. It was not because he had found any evidence, but because he was naturally suspicious.

But because his purpose this time was very pure, it didn't matter to him whether the other party was secretly plotting anything.

Regardless of whether Roland sincerely allies with him or not, as long as he participates in the Holy Grail War, he will inevitably have to fight against other Masters. It is just a matter of efficiency.

But isn't it too efficient to kill a Master right now?

"From Einzbern? Is that the hired mercenary?"

"Yes, but the Command Seals were taken back by the Holy Grail. I guess they should be given to Einzbern."

"That kind of thing is totally irrelevant. Even if the contract is extended by using androids, it doesn't matter. I'm not being arrogant. Einzbern's level in actual combat is really not outstanding."

"Hmm," Roland replied absentmindedly. After pondering for a while, he finally asked the question in his mind.

"Matou Zouken, if a path to greatness is right before your eyes, but this path may distort something very important to you, will you still take it?"

"Of course I will." Although he was confused about the meaning of Roland's words, after seeing Roland's battle record, Matou Zouken's attitude became a little friendlier.

"You are still too young. When you experience more, you will understand that there is no need to hesitate."

"Humans live by chasing after something, ideals, obsessions. In the end, their personalities may gradually change into the appearance of the things they are chasing. Can you call this attitude twisted?"

Zouken Matou originally wanted to comfort Roland, but as his words went deeper, his own voice seemed to freeze, and it became so low and chilling.

He looked at his withered hands, which were so old and disgusting, and quietly clenched his fists.

Immortality is his obsession.

No matter what the price is or how twisted the posture becomes, he will continue on this path and will never regret it, because he has already paid too much.

Hey, why do I pursue immortality?

After thinking for a while, Matou Zouken couldn't come up with an answer, so he raised his head and looked at Roland who was thinking.

"Socrates once said that human virtue is to shape the soul into a better posture. Everyone's pursuit is due to their own goodness. Roland, what are you pursuing?"

“It’s eternal peace of mind.”

Roland answered without hesitation.

He has always been very clear about this. In order to maintain a peaceful life, he must overcome his fear and anxiety and make himself feel at ease.

"Are you at ease? Then what you are pursuing is really profound," said Zouken Matou with an unpleasant laugh.

"The so-called peace of mind will change depending on your perspective. Ordinary people only need to get married, have children, and make friends. When you have a prominent position, you will want to pursue wealth and power. When you have ideals, you will pursue the root like a magician, or pursue love and peace as the society advocates."

There was a hint of regret in Matou Zouken's tone.

"Such wishes may seem insignificant, but they are actually extremely grand. Generally speaking, all of humanity is pursuing these things. Human abilities are limited. I advise you to set a smaller goal. This way, you may be able to numb yourself in a moment of comfort."

Listening to Matou Zouken's sharp words, Roland's eyes flickered, as bright as stars, and an ambiguous smile appeared on his face, as if he had been enlightened.

"It's great, I'm starting to understand everything."

He sounded like he was confessing or sighing. Roland's tone was leisurely but also carried a kind of passionate excitement.

"Human abilities do have limits."

"I have learned one thing from my short life. The more humans scheme, the more they will be destroyed by unexpected circumstances, unless they become beings that transcend humans..."

The scenes of these days flashed through his mind, Father Mapo, the perverted murderer, the magician killer, and the damn Black Holy Grail.

Everyone had unconsciously barged in, disrupted his peaceful life, and contributed to the current situation. What was the price he had to pay to erase all the uneasiness?

Matou Zouken, who was completely unable to follow Roland's train of thought, looked at this scene that was beyond his comprehension, and actually felt a rare sense of fear towards the young man in front of him.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Roland said softly, showing a smile that was so bright and cheerful that it made people feel uneasy.

"——I'm not a human being anymore!"

Chapter 34 The Second Contract

Facing Roland's declaration, Matou Zouken felt a chill.

He carefully recalled his words. He didn't say anything special. How did this guy realize that he was not a human being?

Is this thing going to break down?

Considering Roland's combat power, he might blow up the Matou family after he goes crazy, which runs counter to Matou Zouken's style of fading from other people's sight and hiding behind the scenes to plan.

Thinking of this, he pretended to cough a few times, allowing the black-haired girl hiding behind the door to come out.

"Your magic channel is ready," Matou Zouken said in a deep voice, "Although you are still very young as a magician, it is enough as a magic source. Caster is a job that can collect magic by itself. The magic provided by the Master is only to maintain their existence."

As if he was afraid that Roland would be dissatisfied, Matou Zōken described Matou Sakura's advantages in brief words.

But Roland didn't pay any attention to these. He first glanced at the girl's hair color, and then his eyes unconsciously paused on the girl's hands for a while.

"This child is called Matou Sakura, and she was adopted by the Tohsaka family. She hasn't been implanted with my bugs yet, so you can rest assured. You can use her as you wish in the future. If she is still alive after the Holy Grail War, you can give her to me to use as a waste."

When Matou Zouken noticed where Roland was looking, he let out a laugh filled with malice and pleasure.

Now, the punishment for Matou Kariya has been achieved. After fighting to the death, when that guy finds out that his biggest goal has been handed over to others, it must be very interesting to see his hypocritical posture of justice shattered.

"Oh, and here's your holy relic. It's the best caster I own." Matou Zouken handed a small box to Roland and continued, "If the war begins, I hope you won't forget your promise and will kill Danic first."

"The class chosen by the Matou family this time is Berserker. If it goes well, you can also provide a little help."

"I see. It's almost eleven o'clock. I need to go back and rest."

Roland nodded, and without any extra response, he left the gate of the Matou family. Matou Sakura, who had been instructed long ago, followed Roland obediently. Although she had been transferred again, her expression did not change much. She did not look like a six or seven-year-old girl.

Looking like a soulless puppet, Roland subconsciously slowed down his pace, and Matou Sakura also consciously slowed down, always keeping a distance from Roland.

However, it is hard to imagine that this girl who looks very quiet and as cute as a doll has no fear of walking with strangers.

Was it because she had seen deeper levels of terror? Roland glanced at Matou Sakura's eyes. Unlike the simple numbness caused by being accustomed to terror, Matou Sakura's eyes were filled with a dead color. She had not entered the worm cave, and in the absence of physical pain, was the mental damage more serious?

But Roland had no intention of treating Sakura Matou, so he took the initiative to speak in a tone that was not at all enthusiastic.

"Your name is Matou Sakura, right? I'm Roland."

Matou Sakura raised her head slightly and stared at Roland's back, her eyes still expressionless.