Chapter 411: Deterioration
"World...... Peace?" Wild Goose Night repeated incredulously.
"Yes, world peace. Feng Xue nodded, "There is a limit to the life span of human beings, and Jian Tong Dirty Yan has learned one thing from his life of pursuing 'eliminating all evil in the world' - the more he thinks about it, the more careful he calculates, the more he will find that there is a limit to the life span of human beings, unless he surpasses human beings." β
"Big brother, what exactly do you want to say?"
"The reason why the dirty inkstone is not a man, Yan Ye ("I am not a man anymore, Yan Ye!" do you think I will say that?). Feng Xue shook her head, "The lifespan of a human being is too small, and in order to be able to carry out his grand wishes, the dirty inkstone must have enough lifespan." But longevity is such a thing as ......."
"But ......"
"Yes, but the dirty inkstone didn't realize that the lifespan of human beings is not only the lifespan of the body, but also the concept of lifespan of the soul itself, so in the case of his constant replacement of the body, the lifespan of the soul is still being consumed, and finally, it has become the rancid appearance it is today. Feng Xue didn't have any expression on his face, but Yan Ye, who listened to him, couldn't help but feel a sad mood.
"What's the point of what you say?" Yan Ye raised her head a little puzzled, her eyes looking directly at Feng Xue.
"Absolutely. Feng Xue suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and with a wave of her hand, a petite figure flew in from the door.
"It's not what a good boy should do if he doesn't go to bed so late!" Feng Xue poked Sakura's tender face and said with a smile on her face.
"......" Sakura didn't reply, but stared at Feng Xue with a curious look, like a cat with too much curiosity.
"Good!" Feng Xue gently touched Sakura's long hair, and little Lori felt a sense of sleepiness emanating from the depths of her heart, and fell asleep like this.
"Send her back to her bedroom. Feng Xue handed Sakura to Archer, and then continued to say to Yan Ye, "Dirty Yan is just one person, even if it is the same person, after crossing the long river of time, his thinking will change so much, so what about the group of magicians?"
"......" Yan Ye was silent, and an answer slowly appeared in his heart.
"Yes, that's what you think, maybe in the beginning, the magician community wanted to touch the root for some noble or special reason, but after all, the life span of people is limited, just as parents will impose their unfulfilled wishes on their children, and the failed magicians will entrust their long-cherished wishes to their heirs, and perhaps at first, the heirs of these magicians will still be able to remember the wishes handed down by their ancestors, but over time, these humble or grand wishes have been forgotten, and all that remains is the idea of touching the originγ β
"Is that so? It's stupid to give up everything you can give up just for the sake of such a means to achieve your goal, magician!" Yan Ye suddenly laughed, laughing hysterically, but as time went on, his laughter became more and more muffled, and finally, he turned into a crying and laughing appearance, and fainted.
Although it stands to reason that Feng Xue should send him to the bedroom, he is not in the habit of holding men, so let's just stay here......
Feng Xue thought about it without restraint, and went back to her bedroom to sleep.
β¦β¦
Just as Feng Xue was talking about the magician's pursuit, Emiya Kiritsugu came to the Fuyuki Hotel (let's call it that, it was about to explode anyway), and with the help of Maiya, he quickly arranged bags of explosives on the load-bearing wall with the help of Maiya.
I have to say that Emiya Kiritsugu's professional knowledge is really unexpectedly rich, not only can shoot guns, can magic, but also can blast, demolition, and even know psychology and assassination, just like a god father who can hand over all his useful and useless knowledge to Hawaii (@ζ―ε).
Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that Kiritsugu's god father was collapsed by himself, and it was the god mother who taught him......
As the bomb was arranged, the fire spirit province of the Winterwood Hotel suddenly rang out.
Although Kiritsugu is a cold-blooded guy who can weigh all his lives on the scales in the eyes of outsiders, his essence is a righteous partner, and for him, if possible, it is natural not to involve innocent people, and of course, if saving them will cause harm to more people, he will not hesitate to bury them, even if these people have their own parents, wives and children.
ββ¦β¦ What's going on?"
Ken's family affairs (forgiveness) are interrupted by a sudden fire alarm bell, and then even the phone in the house rings, but it shows that it is from the front desk.
Director Ken unhurriedly picked up the earpiece and listened to the words of the service staff, and after listening, his eyes returned to the sharpness that is unique to magicians.
"It seems that there was a fire downstairs and the help desk told us to evacuate quickly. β
Kenneth said to Sora as he put down the phone, but there was a hint of disdain on his lips - "It seems like it's just a small fire, but the fires are very scattered." It looks like arson. β
"Arson, tonight?" said Sora, raising an eyebrow.
"Hmph, I don't think it's an accident. β
Kenneth scoffed disdainfully, and the worries that had been restless in his heart were quickly gone.
"It's a way to drive away the crowd, and the opponent is a magician, and it doesn't seem that he likes to decide the winner in a building with too many idle people. β
Sora only reacted with some hindsight at this time: "So- is it an attack?"
"I'm afraid yes, maybe the guy who hasn't had enough of Warehouse Street just now is here to find fault again, it's interesting. That's exactly what we're thinking about, isn't it, Lancer?" Kenneth looked like he was winning, not to mention, he was unexpectedly handsome in this state.
"Yes, it does. β
Dilumudo nodded affirmatively, as if looking forward to a confrontation with the enemy. Among the many masters, there is only one person who is so eager to attack Kenneth - and that is Artoria's master, who has been hit by the "Yellow Rose". He must want to undo the curse as soon as possible, right?
"Lancer, go down to the floor to meet them, but don't send them off easily. β
In response to Kenneth's instructions, Dilumudo nodded and said:
"Understood. Just cut off the attacker's retreat and drive him here, right?"
"Yes, since the guests are here, how can they not let the family have a good visit to my Kenneth Ermelo Achipoulud's magic workshop?"
The hotel, which served as Kenneth's base of activity, certainly needed a complete makeover. This transformation is not material, but refers to the intensification of magic. Of the thirty-two floors, there are twenty-four floors covered by Kenneth's barrier. It can even be called a magic fortress. There are also three magic furnaces for Kenes, as well as dozens of evil spirits and spirits summoned in place of hounds. Even the sewers were not missing, and Kenes alienated the space below the corridor.
Instead of breaking into enemy formations, it is better to first perfect your position. For the challenger who dares to step here, Director Ken will make him fully understand the true horror of Ermelo Aqipolud.