"Okay, Mr. Lord, then I won't disturb you..."

The moment he finished speaking, Xingke suddenly felt a "sight" that seemed like a sharp arrow, shooting on his body.

This is a kind of attention from a high latitude beyond the five senses. It is not just a simple rotation of vision, but includes

[Please don't say extra words] Such a superficial respect, but actually threatening, and at the same time, a little smile is conveyed. Only Xingke and Ilia can understand the communication method that can exist in a higher latitude at the level of power.

But, to sum it up, it's just the same thing

"Okay, okay, I know that servants and other things are tool people. Don't add a show to yourself when it's time to leave..."

Saying some unclear words, Xingke touched his hair and took a step forward, and then disappeared instantly.

"Oh, hello, Gilgamesh, why can't you even think about your brain?"

This time, Xingke still suddenly appeared behind Gilgamesh, stabbing his waist with a sword from behind.

Sure enough, this lost golden shine was no longer the original Gilgamesh. He hit the same trick twice, and he seemed to be unable to feel pain, and he didn't even scream.

"Forget it, although I am still worried about your call me a bastard, but seeing you pitiful, I will help you get rid of it."

He quickly drew his sword, Xingke raised his foot and kicked the weak chicken Gilgamesh, who had improved his ability but had lost his will to fight, and set it on the stone wall.

【Dong】

Seeing smoke and dust splashing on the stone wall, and then the sound of the broken walls came, Xingke didn't say anything, but glanced at Ilia at a speed of one thousandth of a second, disappeared from the spot, and then he saw a small silver-white figure like Xingke dragging a half-dead gray armored man out of this big hole.

"Oh, is it really good to yell like this? I just sent your servant away..."

Ilia passed through the hoarse female voice of the hood, resounding in this magnificent mountain space, looking very strange:

"Without servants, what else can you believe?"

Then, at this moment, gray fog and water surface once again filled the venue of this magic ritual, and Kiritsugu's vision once again felt like it was only about one or two meters.

Naturally, Ilia, who had just shown her figure, also disappeared in front of him, and her voice only came from all directions in the gray fog:

"After all, humans are such fragile creatures. They sense everything that happens in front of them through their eyes and ears, cry for them, laugh for them, and struggle for tangible things all their lives, but at the end they can't tell what is reality and what is dream.

So, what is the meaning of what you want?"

The familiar phantom once again surrounded Emiya Kiritsugu and the others, and the twisted black shadows appeared again in the gray fog.

But this time, Kiritsugu Emiya was just standing there without any reaction to what to do.

"Kietsu..."

Alice Phil looked at her husband's back with some concern.

"It's okay, Aili, we can't even tell whether these monsters are real or phantom, so don't pay attention to these..."

Emiya took out a tube of spare mercury from her arms, turned to Alice Phil and said:

"Let's start the ceremony, right here."

“…Well, I get it.”

Seeing Kiritsugu Emiya's familiar cheek, Alice Phil could even see his most painful love for him in his saddest smile... Alice Phil could not stop his unconditional support for him until the end.

He gave too much to this dream, and almost everyone was laughing at him, hating him, and blocking his pace... So, only I must stand by his side and be his partner, no matter what.

"If it were you, you will definitely succeed. I believe you, Kiritsugu."

After saying that, Alice Phil closed her eyes, and she took the initiative to stop her part of her function as a human being, and the magic circuits in her body began to operate the Great Holy Grail...

Alice Phil, now she has become a prop, a container that only carries the Holy Grail.

Putting Alice Phil, who was limping in her arms, gently placed on the ground, Kiritsugu Emiya turned around and began to draw auxiliary magic circles on his own, extending outward with Alice Phil as the center...

To summon the Holy Grail, you only need to be at the convergence point of the three spiritual veins, and the hugeness of the spiritual veins makes the distance that is close to you not too big.

But... the point of the problem is not here.

"Stop it!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, a purple crossbow arrow flew over and stabbed directly onto Kiritsugu Emiya's right shoulder, and blood and mercury fell to the ground in an instant.

"Did you have a broken head? There are two enemies and a group of monsters here that have not been defeated. Don't start the ceremony with your own care!"

A figure wrapped in a black robe stood out from the fog, holding a crossbow arrow in his hand, shouting.

However, unlike the black-robed figure who seemed very excited, Kiritsugu Emiya seemed extremely calm.

He slowly stood up, grabbed the crossbow arrow on his shoulder with his bare hands, and pulled it hard.

"ah"

【Click】

The low growl accompanied by the sound of muscles and bones being torn by barbs on the crossbow arrows, Kiritsugu Emiya pulled out the crossbow arrow that pierced his shoulders in a twisted posture.

Blood gushed out like a leaking plastic pipe and dripped down along the sleeves of Emiya Kiritsugu's windbreaker...

“Huhuhuhu”

Emiya Kiritsugu's breath seemed a little disordered due to pain, but even so, he raised his face, which was twisted by pain and said:

"Why not kill me?"

"Do you want to die?" The black robe's figure said disgustingly.

"Don't answer questions with questions, now I'm asking you why you didn't kill me?!"

“…”

Emiya Kiritsugu's question was not answered, and all he responded to was silence and a flying crossbow arrow.

The purple arrow shadow streaked across Kiritsugu Emiya's cheek, leaving a trace of blood, and then flew behind him.

However, from beginning to end, Kiritsugu Emiya did not mean to dodge at all.

A golden light flashed through Kiritsugu Emiya's wound, and the scratches on his cheeks quickly recovered, and the blood on his shoulder had been stopped at some point.

"Ha ha ha ha"

For some reason, Kiritsugu Emiya laughed out loud as if he had thought of something ridiculous and said:

"Stop kidding, this is a farce."

Emiya Kiritsugu's laughter seemed extremely sad...

"I've been thinking about who you are, when and for what you are to participate in the Holy Grail War?

Why did the eighth Lord appear in the Holy Grail War?

Why did that weird saber have to delay time until your arrival?”

Kiritsugu Emiya obviously had no intention of stopping the ceremony. Even while talking like this, he took out the dagger like a walking corpse, cut a hole on his wrist, and prepared to use his blood as a catalyst for the array.

"But I seem to be wrong. Your goal is not the Holy Grail from the beginning, but is aimed at the last Lord. No, maybe it is just a stop to my path to obtaining the Holy Grail."

"I've said it all, don't start the ceremony just by saying it to me. Do you think I'm a decoration?!"

The black robe figure said in anger, walking towards Kiritsugu Emiya while raising his hand and shooting another crossbow arrow. This time, the powerful crossbow arrow shot directly through Kiritsugu Emiya's knees, making it impossible for him to keep standing...

"So what? So what? You can do nothing, you can never defeat me and get the Holy Grail!"

"Did you admit it? But this is really too much. Although I made countless people hold grudges, I don't remember provoking a strong man like you..."

Kiritsugu Emiya struggled to get up again, moved to Alice Fil's side little by little on the ground, and pulled out the crossbow arrow without wasting a trace of blood. He continued to draw the magic circle:

"But you are not going to kill me."

Emiya Kiritsugu has been wondering that the gap in strength was obvious from the beginning. Whether at the foot of the mountain or now, as long as she takes advantage of the absence of the follower, she can easily kill herself, the weak master, so that everything will end.

but

"Ask again, why don't you kill me?!"

“【yew bow】”

Blood and minced meat flew everywhere, and the toxins accumulated in the three wounds of Kiritsugu Emiya burst out in an instant, shattering the wound that had been restored by Avalon...

"Kill? Kill?! Why..."

The first time there was a tremor in Ilia's voice:

"Why kill you!? Is there no way to solve problems other than killing people in your head? Is it only the way to destroy others' paths to become your way forward?"

Why can't you treat your mother more gentle...

"Yes... that's it. I have always had one way to go. I can only choose what to give up to start moving forward. Don't expect too much from me, ahem..."

The wound could not recover for a moment. Kiritsugu, who was covered in blood, lay on the illusory water surface, coughing up blood from his mouth.

"You should know that I have been reincarnated for thousands of times. I can only struggle in the helpless life. I am helpless, but I have a wish that I will realize no matter what..."

Once again, he struggled to get up, but his physical condition after being detonated was not allowed to move a little longer.

"But I will never give up. As long as my life is not exhausted, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope in front of me, I will move forward forever, forever..."

"Will this cause misfortune even if it is wrong?" Ilia asked.

"Hahaha, I've been told countless times so far. Do you think I'll still reflect on it until now?" Kiritsugu Emiya seemed to be no longer obsessed with his poker face and smiled without a smile:
To be continued...