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"A girl who calls herself a spoiler told me." Toosaka Tokiomi said unhappily.

"Spoiler monster? Girl? Who is it?" Yao Ling fell into deep thought, "Could it be a time traveler?"

"But this is not the point." Tohsaka Tokiomi's face darkened completely, "Mr. Nobi Nobita, Mr. Tom, aren't you going to say something?"

"We are the Jingling Court, why should we explain to you?" Yao Ling stretched his neck. It was okay. The other party didn't know their real names, so they could run away.

However, Emiya Kiritsugu was thinking that it was a good thing that he didn't have to adopt Shirou, otherwise if Shirou really ended up with Toosaka Rin or Sakura in the future, it would be very awkward for him and Toosaka Tokiomi to meet again.

"..." It's hard, hard, his fist is hard. As a middle-aged gentleman, Tōsaka Tokiomi feels that he can no longer maintain his elegance.

"Um..." Yao Ling finally said weakly, "Should I give you some compensation?"

Yao Ling thought of something. Since the spoiler monster had revealed the spoiler, someone should have been mentioned as well.

For example, Matou Shinji or something like that...

So Yao Ling held up Matou Shinji, "This is Matou Shinji..."

Toosaka Tokiomi's face turned even darker. He took Matou Shinji, snorted coldly, and took him into the Toosaka residence, leaving his wife and daughter alone with the two of them, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Shinji Matou felt that he was saved, and just when he was about to thank Tōsaka Tokiomi, he saw the other party pull out his belt.

Matou Shinji: ???

After a moment, a pig-slaughtering cry was heard, and even the people outside the door could hear it clearly.

Volume 049: Machiri Zorgen

Yao Ling: You may not believe it, but Kiritsugu and I encountered a time traveler.

Natsuki Subaru: ???

Kuroki Tomoko: What’s going on?

Emiya Kiritsugu: Maybe someone told Tōsaka Tokiomi about Matou Zouken.

Yao Ling: The other party is a girl who calls herself a spoiler, so I guess she might be a time traveler, or a reincarnation or something like that.

Emiya Kiritsugu: But I always feel like something is wrong. Why did you beat Tōsaka Tokiomi?

Yao Ling: Ahem

Emiya Kiritsugu: emm

Yao Ling: Just tell me whether it feels good or not.

Emiya Kiritsugu: Ahem.

Yao Ling: But the old bugs are a bit difficult to kill.

Emiya Kiritsugu: Hmm?

Yao Ling: So let’s clean the floor!

Life is generally full of surprises, and living really requires courage.

After all, you might get beaten up by two psychopaths riding pink electric bikes just because you go out.

Then it may leave a psychological trauma and you will never recover.

But fate will not let you go just like that. What you think is hope will only bring more pain.

“Hahahahahahahaha…”

The belt was a famous brand, sturdy and powerful. Every time it fell, Shinji Matou would scream.

It is indeed a high-end belt, and it feels great when hitting people.

Toosaka Tokiomi originally just wanted to beat up Matou Shinji to vent his anger. After all, considering the boy's future, Toosaka Tokiomi felt that he had been merciful enough.

But he is still young now, so just a slap and a lesson would be enough. However, Tōsaka Tokiomi became more and more excited as he was beaten. There was no other reason, he just thought of the two psychopaths outside the door, and he couldn't beat them.

He thought of the beating he received in the previous chapter, and he was deeply immersed in pain. The belt in his hand swung faster and faster, and Shinji Matou's screams became louder and louder.

"Stop!" Yao Ling rushed in and stopped the other party, "Wait for me to pray."

"The golden tree is restored!"

"Okay, you can continue."

Matou Shinji:?

Be a human being, both Matou Shin and the other man are numb.

Five years old! Five years old! Five years old!

Do you know how much damage these beatings can cause to a five-year-old child?

Yao Ling coughed lightly a few times and could only pick up Matou Shinji. With the guidance of Toosaka Tokiomi, the two of them rode the electric bike again.

I shouldn’t go wrong this time, so let’s go find Old Bug.

"Tom..."

"What's wrong, Nobita?"

"It feels like we've forgotten something?"

"Probably not?"

Matou Shinji had a blank expression on his face. What the hell, Tom and Nobita! Did you think I didn't hear your conversation before?

This is also in the play, right? ? ?

Meanwhile, at the Matou Mansion...

Matou Zouken always had a bad feeling that something was coming.

The old bug fell into deep thought.

"Tom!! I got it!" Yao Ling said excitedly, "Go on stage! Go on stage!"

"Um???"

"Don't you think it's lame for us to show up on a pink electric bike?! So why is it pink?!"

You finally realized it, so why did you realize it now? Matou Shinji was powerless to complain.

"You're right, so what do you think?"

"Blast the door open or something?"

"So you don't have any good ideas?"

Although he didn't understand why he cared about the way he entered the room, Emiya Kiritsugu still agreed to break in.

Yao Ling's eyes lit up completely, making Shinji Matou worry about his family.

"Don't worry, I found a military base in my area before, and then I emptied it out."

???

Matou Shinji's eyes were dull. Clearing out the military base? ? Oh no, are these two still terrorists? ?

"What do you mean? Washing the ground with ammunition?"

"That's about right, but can you change your clothes?"

"?"

"Cosplay gin and vodka."

"What is that?" Emiya Kiritsugu was puzzled. Although he was trying hard to catch up on the anime, he still left some works that were too long for last.

"The 1137th episode of the Elementary School Student of Death is not Detective Conan."

"Episode 1137..." Emiya Kiritsugu had a subtle expression. He had obviously been catching up on the series to understand the situations in each world, but when he heard this number of episodes, he couldn't help but want to forget about it.

“We’re the ones who organize the wineries.”

Are you a child? You still want to play this kind of role-playing? I stopped playing when I was three years old, Matou Shinji secretly complained.

At the Matou mansion, the gate was suddenly blown open, and two men in black with grim expressions appeared. One of them was carrying the young master of the Matou mansion - Matou Shinji.

Matou Tsuruno, who was just about to go out:?

He silently looked at the two men, as well as his son Shinji in their hands, then turned around and ran away.

Matou Shinji: ???

You're running away now? Your son is still in their hands!

Matou Tsuruno, what the hell are you?!

The next second, Shinji Matou was stuffed into Emiya Kiritsugu's hands, and then he saw his father returned to his original position.

"How could this be?" Matou Tsuruno's pupils trembled.

"Oh, Matou Tsuruno, did you think you just ran away?"

"What?!" Matou Tsuruno was incredulous, "I clearly... I clearly ran away!"

"Really? Isn't it because of excessive fear that you have developed delusions?!"

"Impossible!" Matou Tsuruno couldn't believe it. "How could this be possible..."

Emiya Kiritsugu fell into deep thought. It seemed like this guy didn't do anything.

"Yao Ling, stop playing, we have something important to do."

Matou Tsuruno ran away again, but the next second, he returned to the same place. Yao Ling and the other person passed him and threw Matou Shinji in front of the other party who was doubting his life.

After looking at the two of them, Matou Tsuruno realized something. It seemed that was right. I was just an ordinary waste. Why would I make enemies with other people?

It must be that the old man’s affair was exposed and someone came to his house to find him.

Matou Tsuruno picked up Matou Shinji and ran away pretending that he saw nothing.

Matou Zouken, the real head of the Matou family.

A five-hundred-year-old magician, a completely corrupt being.

Emiya Kiritsugu fell into deep thought. Five hundred years ago, Matou Zouken was also a handsome and righteous young man. He was also a partner of justice, but he ended up like this.

This made him deeply feel the malice of the world towards his righteous companions.

What kind of dangerous profession is this?

"We are strangers." The skinny old man walked out with a cane. "So, what can I do for you two?"

Kiritsugu Emiya had a complicated look in his eyes. He turned his head and saw that Yao Ling beside him had disappeared. The next second, Yao Ling returned to the original place. He looked at Kiritsugu Emiya and nodded.

"done."

"Machiri Zorgen." Emiya Kiritsugu said the name that no one had mentioned for hundreds of years.

Volume 050: Sunny Boy Ryunosuke

Machiri Zolgen

The owner of this name lived for five hundred years, from a righteous young man to a rotten old worm.

During these long five hundred years, his soul as a human being was constantly worn out.

Eventually lost myself.

All I can say is that being a partner of justice is truly a high-risk dream, so please choose carefully.

Kiritsugu Emiya must have had mixed feelings. Facing a "failed" predecessor, he would probably think of his own equally failed path to justice, and be heartbroken to the point of exploding with sadness.

Yao Ling touched his chin, opened the private chat of the chat group, selected Illya, and told Kiritsugu that he was in a bad mood. It was estimated that after it was over, Kiritsugu Emiya would be able to receive the love and comfort of his own daughter.

Emiya Kiritsugu was silent for a moment and said nothing, but just looked at the old man who was watching the two of them warily.

"No, Matou Zouken, go to hell."

Emiya Kiritsugu said so, and before Zouken Matou, whose face changed drastically because of the name "Machiri Zorgan" that Emiya Kiritsugu said, could react, the two of them disappeared, and the next second, bursts of explosions sounded, and waves of fire engulfed the Matou residence.

Simple explosive floor washing, ultimate insect removal.

In the distance, Emiya Kiritsugu could even see the fragments of houses that were blown up into the sky.

"Won't it affect other people?"

"Don't worry, I moved them all away when I was setting up the bomb."

“But the houses nearby…”