Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

On the roof of the Einzbern Castle.

Even though Emiya Kiritsugu had prepared a large number of weapons and placed them on the roof, his mobile space was constantly compressed by Kenneth's Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, allowing him to unleash firepower that would amaze even a police force.

However, no matter how powerful Kiritsugu Emiya's firepower was, he still seemed so powerless when facing the top-notch magic gift outfit that combines offense and defense - the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid. This Moon Spirit Fluid was made from 140 kilograms of mercury as a carrier, using the physical properties of mercury combined with Kenneth's own expertise in fluid manipulation.

In vain he emptied the magazines again and again, in vain he dodged the attacks from the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid again and again.

Under the pressure of Kenneth's leisurely pace, Kiritsugu Emiya was soon forced into a blind spot on the roof.

Behind him was the edge of the roof, which would smash him to pieces if he fell down, and in front of him was Kenneth who was closing in on him.

At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to have been forced into a dead end...

"Emiya Kiritsugu... Even though you are at the end of your rope, you are still unwilling to fight me head-on?"

Kenneth seems to be still upset about Emiya Kiritsugu not using the Origin Bullet, and has found a way to deal with it, and wants to regain his honor.

He did not rush to attack Kiritsugu Emiya, who in his eyes was at the end of his rope, but instead invited Kiritsugu Emiya again with a face full of anger...

"Emiya Kiritsugu....bring out your trump card, bring out your origin bullet, let's fight it out!"

He took a silent look at the recoilless rifle at his feet that was disguised as a drainpipe on the roof of a castle.

Looking at Kenneth, who was angry but also a little expectant, Emiya Kiritsugu knew very well... the Origin Bullet was meaningless to Kenneth now. What really decided the outcome should not be the Origin Bullet, but the recoilless gun disguised as a water pipe at his feet.

The silent Emiya Kiritsugu did not directly reach for the recoilless rifle. Instead, in front of Kenneth, he reached into his arms and made a gesture as if to draw a gun.

Just as Kenneth was concentrating on staring at Emiya Kiritsugu's hand as it reached into his arms, a tiny sound of a pin being pulled out and a reed bouncing was heard in Emiya Kiritsugu's arms. A few seconds later, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was about to draw his gun... exploded.

Literally exploded.

A flash bomb, as Kiritsugu finished counting down in his heart, was pulled out from his arms by Kiritsugu Emiya in the posture of drawing a gun.

Less than a second later, the flashbang that had been pulled out of the gun and released its spring in his arms exploded directly in Kiritsugu Emiya's hand.

Noise of 170 to 180 decibels and strong light of 6000000 to 8000000 candela instantly entered Kenneth's eardrums and eyes.

Even in order to guard against the Origin Bullet, Kayneth, who was concentrating on staring at Emiya Kiritsugu, had already prepared to cast a spell, and had already activated defensive magic when Emiya Kiritsugu stretched out his hand.

But Kenneth's defensive magic is used to deal with direct hits from the origin bullet...

"Ah...~!" Kenneth screamed, and his eyes and ears lost their function instantly. He undoubtedly lost almost all of his senses at this moment.

However, Kenneth is a top magician after all, and he has made sufficient preparations in advance to fight against Kiritsugu Emiya.

Therefore, even though he was tricked by Emiya Kiritsugu again, before he lost his resistance due to physiological reasons, Kenneth still completed the command to let the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid automatically search for enemies, attack and defend.

Emiya Kiritsugu, holding the flash bomb in his hand, did succeed in tricking Kenneth, but he himself was also feeling bad.

In the face of such strong light and noise, even if Emiya Kiritsugu had prepared himself mentally and closed his eyes immediately, how could a mere layer of eyelids block such strong light?

Like Kayneth, Emiya Kiritsugu also lost almost all of his senses.

But....Emiya Kiritsugu is Emiya Kiritsugu after all, a man who will not let go even his closest relatives when he gets ruthless.

Perhaps it was because he had received relevant training, or perhaps the years of assassination activities had given Kiritsugu Emiya enough experience to endure such pain.

At the moment the explosion happened.

Relying on previous calculations and observations, Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to still have vision and hearing. When he lay down and directly took the recoilless cannon, he also dodged the automatic slash from the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.

Relying on the simulated rooftop scene in his mind, Kiritsugu Emiya quickly picked up the recoilless gun, and regardless of the pain, he used his charred right hand to aim at Kenneth and pulled the trigger.

The primer is ignited and the grenade is fired.

In just a moment, when the two sides were less than ten meters apart, the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid instantly switched to a defensive posture, forming an indestructible mercury wall that was almost as strong as a 'non-Newtonian liquid'.

But compared to TNT, which is measured in kilograms, the quality of Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid is still too low.

Although it triggered the grenade explosion in advance, Kenneth could not even block the explosion and shrapnel.

However, the powerful impact force, as well as the violent vibrations and shock waves formed by the air, cannot be completely blocked.

As the explosion roared, Kenneth was blown away along with the 140 kilograms of Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, and then hit the roof heavily, rolling and crushing a part of the castle's roof.

What is it like to be hit by an M20 75mm recoilless rifle?

Kenneth didn't know what other people's experiences were like.

But he knew very well what his experience was...

His entire body was bleeding profusely, at least one-third of his bones were fractured or cracked, and several of his internal organs were aching slightly. If the grenade fired by Kiritsugu Emiya through the recoilless gun had not completely penetrated the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, it is not impossible that Kenneth would have broken into several pieces by now.

But even so, Kenneth had almost lost all his fighting power.

Although Kenneth, as a magician, can still perform some simple actions through the magical energy of magic, this is the limit of what Kenneth can do.

Kenneth staggered up from the broken roof, barely standing up with the help of Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid and magic power, and tasted the taste of failure once again.

Moreover, it was almost the same as the last time he fought with Emiya Kiritsugu, the only difference was that last time he escaped with the help of protective gear produced by ordinary people, but this time he was defeated by ordinary people's weapons.

Of course, at such a close distance, although Kiritsugu Emiya suffered much less damage than Kayneth, Kiritsugu Emiya did not have the assistance of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.

Therefore, even if he could still move, Emiya Kiritsugu would still not feel well. A piece of shrapnel almost directly detached Emiya Kiritsugu's already seriously injured right hand...

But there is no doubt that Emiya Kiritsugu won once again.

He stretched out his relatively intact left hand and took out a special pistol from his bosom...The origin bullet that Kenneth had always wanted to face again was once again aimed at Kenneth...

44. 'Father and Son'... King and Minister

Just when the battle between Kayneth and Emiya Kiritsugu had been decided.

Located somewhere in a strange space filled with gray rocks, under the gaze of countless blood-red eyeballs.

The battle between Altria and Mordred has reached a climax.

Artoria kicked away the "small boat" that was rushing towards her from the side, and at the same time, she held the holy sword tightly with both hands to block Mordred's attack. Looking at the almost crazy Mordred, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"Why, Father, why... No matter what I do, you are unwilling to approve of me, and why do you want to bind yourself to a fate that does not belong to you!"

"No why Mordred."

Although Altria always felt guilty towards Mordred, this guilt did not come from her not acknowledging Mordred, nor did it come from her actions that disappointed Mordred.

Having chosen this path, Altria never regretted her decision; she just thought that she had not done well enough.

The reason why Altria felt guilty towards Mordred was entirely because of...herself.

If she had done a better job, if she could have prevented her sister from becoming a 'witch', if she could have crushed all the conspiracies she had experienced... then Mordred would not have been born, and there would not have been the Mordred with the painful look on his face now.

Yes, Altria's guilt towards Mordred can be described as a kind of pity, or a kind of self-blame.

The sadness in Altria's eyes was only because she thought she had not done well enough.

As for agreeing with Mordred, or changing her position... it is absolutely impossible for Altria in this line.

She is the 'King of Men', the 'Holy King', chosen by humans and closest to perfection.

How could she, who had accepted such a fate and identified with this path, change her position or deny her own path?

As for accepting Mordred...that's even more impossible. Mordred, who was a product of Morgan's conspiracy, had no possibility of being accepted by Altria in this line from the beginning.

Once she accepts it, doesn't that mean that Altria has compromised with Morgan's conspiracy?

What's more serious is that if Mordred is a prince and a recognized heir... then Morgan has reason to be able to take the position of king away from Altria.

Based on Altria's understanding of her sister Morgan's succession to the throne...if she becomes king, it will be a disaster for the whole world.

Therefore, for Altria in this line, or in most timelines, accepting Mordred is almost an impossible option.

However, this was absolutely unacceptable to Mordred.

Her dreams, her regrets, her ambitions, her...love...would never allow her to accept all this.

Mordred, who hated the 'King of Men and His Kingdom' but loved Altria as a person, had completely fallen into the distortion of 'hatred'.

After hearing Artoria once again ruthlessly refuse to acknowledge herself and refuse to take off the hated and 'yearned for' crown.

Mordred, whose teeth were about to break, fell into complete madness.

Red lightning began to emerge from Mordred's body continuously, and the greatsword in his hand began to completely ignore defense and slashed at Artoria madly as if exchanging life for life.

At the same time, Pridowin, the 'coffin board' who sat up as Mordred, no longer attacked alone to interfere with Altria.

Instead, it sprayed a large ball of clear water around its body, dragging itself along, and quickly came to Mordred's feet.

Riding a small boat, sailing in the sky full of red thunder.

At this moment, Mordred seemed like a demon...

"Answer me, answer me... Arthur... If you just hand over the throne to me, nothing will happen and everyone will be happy. Why, why are you unwilling to accept it... Do you hate me, hate me as Morgan's child?"

Artoria kept dodging the red lightning that Mordred struck out of thin air. Feeling that Mordred was already abnormally strong at the moment, she relied on her terrifying intuition to quickly approach Mordred.

After carefully confirming Mordred's current look.

Artoria, who once again collided with Mordred's treasure, was then chopped away with her sword by the huge force that Mordred unleashed.

Faced with Altria who lost her balance and was blown away like a cannonball by him.

Mordred's face was distorted, and he no longer had any sympathy for his father. Red lightning was quickly gathered together by Mordred, forming a red lightning torrent that blasted towards Altria.

Even though she possessed the highest level A-class anti-magic power, Altria felt uncomfortable when she was struck by the red lightning torrent.

When Artoria, who was flying in the air, was blown away by thunder, an obvious look of pain instantly appeared on her face.

At this moment, Altria even felt like she was being roasted.

However, after paying such a price, Altria naturally also gained valuable benefits.

Enduring the pain from the burns on her body, amid Mordred's almost twisted laughter, Altria, who had just seen something that shouldn't exist in Mordred's eyes, slowly got up from the ground.

Then, without a moment's hesitation, he began to release the treasure in his hand.

Golden spots of light like a swarm of fireflies floated up in this desolate and mysterious space, converging towards the treasure in Altria's hand.

At this moment, with countless golden fireflies as a backdrop, Altria looked like the most sacred Valkyrie, making people reluctant to blaspheme...

But Mordred felt nothing about what was happening before his eyes, and watched as Altria gathered the light of victory.

Mordred, like a demon king, began to condense blood-red thunder.

“Hahahaha, Arthur...if I kill you, as long as I kill you, the throne will still be mine...mines me - go ahead, give this gorgeous rebellion to the foolish and incompetent king!”

The blood-red lightning, like a divine thunder of punishment, was almost unavoidable... If Altria's Avalon was still there, perhaps Altria would still have a chance to survive under this lightning...

But now.....Altoria seems to be dead.

Is that true?

Artoria, who led Camelot and the Knights of the Round Table to almost every victory... could she really be so incompetent?

How can it be!

Seeing that the bright red lightning was about to fall on her, Altria, who had already completed the condensation of the magic power of the Noble Phantasm but had been holding it in, suddenly spoke the release words of another Noble Phantasm.

"O ship of Avalon that carries my final peace - protect me as I journey to the other side!"

45. Silly Paimon

Pridowin, a shield-shaped treasure nicknamed the coffin board. (Surfboard)

In fact, Pridowyn itself is actually a small boat that can sail on the surface of Lake Avalon. It is a treasure used to send King Arthur, who is in eternal sleep, into Avalon.

Although at the age of fifteen, due to rebellion, Mordred stole Pridwin for a while and ran around with it.

But in the end, this treasure returned to Altria.

Therefore, don’t underestimate the fact that Pridoven is now the Noble Phantasm mount of the Rider class - Mordred.

But as long as the connection is re-established, Artoria will also be able to use this treasure!

And establishing a connection...After so many previous collisions, Artoria had already reconnected her magic with Pridowin.

As Artoria once again squeezed her own magic power, she forced the second treasure to be released.