Chapter 51 The last little trouble

"Uncle, you..." The light dimmed little by little, and the white fire around Zhao Mian finally dimmed. Everything seemed to have settled at this moment. Tosaka Rin, who had not found any other danger, carefully approached Zhao Mian standing there. She shrank and stretched out her right hand and gently tapped Zhao Mian's armor on his waist with her fingers. A crisp metal sound rang out on this place. Tosaka Rin paused, "Which was that just now?"

"Time is tight, Miss Tosaka." Zhao Mian turned around and carried the sledgehammer in his hand back on his back. He bent his body slightly, lowered his head and looked at Tosaka for a small glance. "We don't have much time left. We must quickly solve the things in front of us - come with me. When I jumped into the air just now, I observed the surrounding terrain. There should be some open space on the other side of the wall, enough for us to stand up." After saying that, without waiting for Tosaka Rin's subsequent reaction, Zhao Mian turned around and walked towards the high wall beside him.

"Wait!" Tosaka Rin trotted two steps, catching up with Zhao Mian's meteor steps, and then while struggling to maintain the same steps as Zhao Mian, he asked curiously, "You said there is not much time - what does that mean?"

"No need to be nervous, it's just that I've not been here for too long." Zhao Mian said without changing his expression. The calmness in the words was as if the person in these words was not as good as him. "Using the powerful power just now has a price. That power has exceeded the scope of the Holy Grail War, and I have to bear the extra parts myself. If you use a more vivid metaphor, it's equivalent to using heavy weapons in this country and I'm about to be expelled from the country." He smiled generously, but Rin Tosaka could not hear any smile from the laughter.

"Then..." Rin Tosaka hesitated for a moment, and finally chose his own question, "...How long can you stay here?"

"I probably have to leave after dawn tomorrow." Zhao Mian responded. "But my departure is the destined result. As long as I can finish the matter before that and fulfill the agreement, I will be worth the trip." Zhao Mian stopped beside a wall. He lowered his body slightly, with his right foot back, clenched his fist behind him and immediately swung it - a heavy punch hit the high wall of the temple in front of him, smashing the wall hard.

"Click, click." Accompanied by the sound of gravel falling to the ground, the things I saw in the air were completely displayed in front of Rin Tosaka - a pile of bloated black mud that was still expanding and showing off their own bloated black mud. The film that expanded to the extreme obviously could not suppress the infinite growth of mud. Accompanied by the sound of crying like the cry of human despair, more black dirt gushed out from the abominable color. They applied themselves to the ground and expanded their territory. Even if it was just a little bit as big as the dew that bent the weeds, they were expanding rapidly, and then gathered together to form a terrible bubble.

"Woo..." Tosaka Rin suddenly pinched her forehead, lowered her head in pain and frowned - she clearly felt the hostility from the black mud in front of her. The huge resentment and other negative emotions seemed to have turned into heavy siege hammers, hitting her deep in the depths. Just this brief gaze almost made her heart take away. Then, she found that the light in front of her suddenly became dimmer, and a generous figure blocked her behind her, isolating her attack from the magnificent and disgusting things.

"A... a manifested entity of negative emotions?" Tosaka Rin heard Zhao Mian standing in front of her and said such words. There were things she could understand and things she couldn't understand, but it was enough to let her understand what was in front of her. "No, no, no, not just that. Well... Judging from the scale and huge power that is still pouring out, it should be a collection of consciousness. It's a bit interesting." Zhao Mian suddenly raised her voice, as if she was asking someone, and continued, "If the entire Holy Grail is such a thing, it is indeed worthy of its name!"

"Do you want it, rider?" The next moment Zhao Mian finished speaking, another man's voice appeared here - the voice was smooth and clear, and asked rigidly without much emotional fluctuation.

That was Kirei Yanfeng - Tosaka Rin, who was hiding behind Zhao Mian, immediately identified the owner of the voice. He was the person who led him into the magic world and the person who had taken care of her for ten years. She could not forget this voice, let alone last night, the owner of the voice came before her eyes an attack that was still fresh in her memory.

But Zhao Mian did not answer the other party immediately - this really made Tosaka Rin a little nervous, but this little tension quickly disappeared, because Zhao Mian only pondered for a moment and continued: "Although it is such a huge power, when it comes to thinking about it or not, I have only one answer - no. And compared to these things, there are probably other problems between us that need to be solved, the fake father over there."

"Oh?" With a blank expression on his face, Kirei Yanfeng turned his gaze from the direction that was still in the battle. His face still had that cold expression. It was better to say that he was paralyzed than Gu Jing Buha.

"About those people underground in the church, I hope you can give me an explanation." Zhao Mian took a step forward suddenly - Rin Tosaka, who had lost Zhao Mian's power to protect him, followed in panic, "For the actual controller of the church, you cannot not know about this matter. I even prefer that you are the implementer of everything, but according to convention - I allow you to defend yourself, do you have anything to say?"

Without panic, without fear, there was no slight emotional fluctuation on the face-paralyzing face. Yanfeng Kirei just used his usual expression to express his final remarks, "Are you talking about - those nutrients?"

"Nutrition?!!" Zhao Mian raised his eyebrows and said with some gritted teeth, "Do you call them nutrients? Those people are your tribe, and they are exactly as alive as you!" He walked towards Yan Feng Kirei step by step, "I don't know what happened to you, and I'm not interested in it either, but since you treat life so coldly and treat your own kind." Zhao Mian stopped his steps in front of Yan Feng Kirei. He lowered his head slightly, stared at the other party's unmoving eyes, and then suddenly grinned, "I think you have made sufficient preparations for your ending, sinner!"

"Some expectation." Yanfeng Kirei responded.

"Shut up, sinner! You don't have the right to speak." Zhao Mian kicked quickly, causing Yan Feng Kirei to lose balance - in this process, the other party had thought of resisting, and even pulled out two slender blades from his sleeve, but all the damage and attacks he caused were ignored by Zhao Mian, just like the weak fists that a child hit on the adults. He reached out and pressed Yan Feng Kirei's shoulder, and pressed him hard into the soil.

The opponent's blade was still inserted into the gap of his arm armor, but the weak blade did not cut his skin. Zhao Mian suppressed the opponent's body on one knee, and then clamped his head with his right hand. Because of this movement, the blade inserted into the gap of the armor was broken, and the broken second half fell into the soil, just like their masters. "For the most basic etiquette, I allow you to say your last words, but I hope that it will not exceed three sentences."

"Haha, ahhahaha." A little strange, Yanfeng Kirei laughed three times, then stopped her words, as if she was waiting for something to come.

"I'm done? Very good. I'm really a brief speech. I admire you a little." Zhao Mian nodded, "Then, go to your place to report." He pressed his knees on the other party, and his right hand that clamped the other party's head suddenly pulled it out. Only a few quick and straightforward sounds of "Karakela" were heard. Rin Tosaka, who was standing not far away, covered his eyes.

"Ha, it turns out that it is no longer human. This shows why this behavior is done." Zhao Mian looked at the black mud dripping from his head that was rolling his eyes from his hands and his spine. Then he shook his head, placed his head on the other party's body, turned around and looked at the pile of black mud that was still expanding. Behind him, a white fire light ignited bit by bit, gradually turning the rotten body into ashes. "In the end, this is the only one left."
Chapter completed!