"Lancelot du Lac, I didn't expect the Holy Grail to summon you." There was a hint of regret on Dirumdo's resolute face.

Heroic spirits rely on their great achievements to be left as legends after death, and rely on beliefs to sublimate heroes to form existences.

And Lancelot was defeated by faith, after all, the legend of his exploits is believed to be based on Dirumdo.

Therefore, relying on faith, Dirumdo has a natural restraint on Lancelot. After all, the idea of ​​a fake is not as good as the prototype, but it exists in the consciousness of all human beings.

Otherwise, since both sides are the best skills of an era, it should be entering a war of attrition, rather than ending the battle in just a few minutes.

"I lost." Lancelot bowed his head, exposing his neck to Dirumdo.

Although it was defeated by faith, both sides were a fair battle in their heyday, so if they lost, they lost.

As a loser, according to the rules of the knight, he is naturally at the disposal of Dirumudo.

"Then, goodbye." Di Lumuduo mentioned the rage, and he would use his strongest Noble Phantasm to bid farewell to this opponent.

"Order it with the Command Spell, Dirumdo... cease the fighting." Kenneth's voice, grinding his teeth, entered Dirumdo's mind through the Command Spell.

"Yes, my lord." Di Lumu put the sword back in his back expressionlessly.

Lancelot's ears moved slightly, and there was shame on his face. He knew that it must be Emiya Kiritsugu.

Dirumudo silently walked to the door.

"Please continue, the Command Spell can only barely contain us as the main body descends." A voice with suppressed anger came from behind Dirumdo.

"Lord Kenneth is my lord." Dulumu walked out of the room without looking back.

boom--!

Lancelot smashed the floor with a punch, and his heart was full of anger towards Emiya Kiritsugu.

****

The origin bullet is Emiya Kiritsugu's trump card and the origin of his title of magician killer.

The origin bullet made from his ribs can materialize the essence of his soul [cut and overlap].

If it hits the body of the creature, it will neither cause wounds nor bleed, but after being hit, all the nerves and muscles in the whole body will be cut off, and then they will instantly overlap in a disorderly manner.

For a magician, the most terrifying thing should be its ability to affect the magic circuit. Once hit, the magician will lose his proud magic ability and become a paralyzed person who cannot take care of himself.

And if you want to defend the origin bomb, you must rely on physical means to intercept it.

But Emiya Kiritsugu was extremely sinister and made the original bullet into an anti-tank bullet, which was a super dangerous bullet that could penetrate a heavy tank if it was fired by Fukugi.

Emiya Kiritsugu had already created thirty-seven disabled people artificially, and now, he plans to create thirty-eighth.

"boom--!"

As Emiya Kiritsugu pulled the trigger, the bullet instantly pierced through the wall of mercury and came to Kenneth.

"What?" Kenneth's brain didn't respond, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

When the severe pain passed into Kenneth's mind, Kenneth realized that he had been shot, and hurriedly wanted to use healing magic.

"Where's my magic power? Where's my magic circuit?" Kenneth murmured, his pupils shrinking. He couldn't feel the existence of magic in his body, and even below his head, he was unaware.

Clap la la, the moon spirit marrow liquid that turned into a mercury wall instantly disintegrated, turned into droplets of water, sprinkled on the corridor, and suddenly turned the slightly narrow corridor into a silver ocean.

Kenneth collapsed in the sea of ​​mercury that was sprinkled all over the floor, his body convulsed slightly subconsciously, he lost his magic ability and became paralyzed. The threat of the wheel was more harmless than a baby.

tower! tower! tower! Silver water splashes.

Emiya Kiritsugu walked slowly to Kenneth, took out a pistol and aimed it between his eyebrows.

Although it was said that Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to turn Dirumdo into his own fighting force, but he did not capture Sora and at the same time Kenneth was crippled by him, and the hatred was deeply buried.

Therefore, in order to prevent Kenneth from retaliating with a heroic spirit, he had to kill Kenneth and let Dirumdo retire.

"Let Dirumdo stop." Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, feeling the weakness from the other side of the Command Spell connection.

"Thinking...beautiful!" Kenneth breathed, with determination in his eyes, realizing that he had become a prodigy of a cripple, and his heart was filled with death.

Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly raised his head, took out the cigarette and lighter in the pocket of his windbreaker, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Lancelot seems to have lost the battle. If he kills Kenneth, he will be desperately attacked by Dirumdo, but if he doesn't kill him, Kenneth will surely perish if he is turned into a cripple.

At this time, Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes flickered slightly, and said lightly. "Sora."

"If you dare to touch her, you will be dead, and you will be desperately hunted down by the two major lord lines of the Clock Tower." Kenneth's pupils shrank, he raised his head with all his strength, glared at Emiya Kiritsugu, and said hoarsely. .

The corners of Emiya Kiritsugu's mouth rose slightly. As expected, when he saw Kenneth before, he appeared to be rushing in from the dust. At this moment, he should not know about the situation of Sola jumping off the building. Then, there is a lot to do at this time.

"She's in my hands." Emiya Kiritsugu said indifferently, spitting out a ring of smoke.

Kenneth was silent. Although it was a political marriage, he fell in love with Sora at first sight, who could make him reach the pinnacle of his life. Kenneth felt heartbroken when he thought that Sora had fallen into the hands of the man in front of him because of his mistake.

After a while, Kenneth spoke slowly. "With the Command Spell..."

*****

"Unknown ceiling." Sora muttered.

Chapter 205 I Want to Live

Sora, who was wearing a pure white high-grade silk pajamas, leaned back slightly, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at her hands, constantly clenching, releasing, clenching, releasing.

After a while, she murmured. "Am I not dead?"

For Sora, the daughter of a famous family, the simple probing magic was as simple as breathing, and through the movement of her palm, she activated dozens of magic tricks, confirming that she was intact.

No, it should be said that it is more complete than before the injury. Sora silently felt the condition of her body. She had never felt such a comfortable feeling before, and she suddenly felt as if she had just sat in the sauna.

Crunch~~~ The door was slowly opened.

"Well, I sensed that you were awake through magic. How are you feeling now? There is nothing abnormal about your body."

"Who are you?" Sora's eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at the silver-haired beauty in front of her with Ling Lie's eyes. For some reason, the silver-haired woman in front of her gave her a strange sense of familiarity.

"I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Irisviel von Einzbern." Irisviel entered the room, slightly lifted the corner of her white dress, and bowed.

"Einzbern? The Millennium Family." Sora muttered to herself. Although she was drawn to the Holy Grail War by Kenneth, she also knows some information about the 'Usan Clan' that established the Holy Grail War.

And Einzbern, as a family based in Europe, was born into a famous magician, Sora, who knows more about its intelligence. It never communicates with the outside world, but it has inherited the horror family for thousands of years.

Looking at the silver-haired woman exuding the innocence of a child and the elegance of a lady in front of her, Sora's eyes softened.