Faced with Lancer, who materialized in the location of the shelter Kenes, Kiritsugu had to smack his tongue. It was unforeseen that he was stopped by the enemy's Servant at this time.

Originally, when Kiritsugu entered the city alone from Kenis, he thought that Saber was dragging Lancer. But how did the spearmen break through the Knight King, and if Saber was defeated, Kiritsugu would have confirmed that the supply of mana was gone. But Kiritsugu's magic was still being absorbed by Saber somewhere. His Servant is undoubtedly still alive.

Well, there is only one conclusion that Saber took the initiative to make way for Lancer.

Lancer stared at the wavering Kiritsugu with ice-like eyes. Hold both guns in your right hand and pick up Keneth's body with your left hand. Kiritsugu didn't rush into what seemed to be an unsuspecting move. The uselessness of bullets against Servant has just been confirmed.

"How easy it is to pierce you here now, you should understand? Saber's Master. 」

For Lancer, if it weren't for what Saber just said, it would have been difficult to see that the man in front of him, who didn't look like a magician, was the Master of Ainz Belen. But he knew the strength of his master, Kenes. Since he was a master who could break the magic of Rod Elumeroy, there was no room for doubt.

However, because of this, the tip of Lancer's gun was not pointed at Kiritsugu.

"I won't let you kill my Master, and I won't kill Saber's Master. Neither I nor she wanted it to end up in this form. 」

Is that what is going on?, Kiritsugu sighed again at the contradiction between himself and the Servant of the Contract.

"Don't forget. You can live now because of the nobility of the Knight King. 」

Lancer told Kiritsugu with a cold sarcasm in his words, and then jumped out of the city with Kenes as he smashed through the window next to him.

Kiritsugu wasn't stupid enough to go after him. As Lancer said, it was completely suicidal. Since Saber isn't here now, Kiritsugu can't do anything.

Even if Saber was around, would Kiritsugu entrust things to her?

Although the Lancer Heroic Spirit Dilumudo was also quite honest, Saber's stupid chivalry was no less than that of Kiritsugu.

Presumably, she was convinced in her head that Lancer would never kill Kiritsugu. I felt that she was completely abnormal. The Knight King would have allowed his Master to be left alone in front of the enemy's Servant. If Lancer loses her word, then her Holy Grail War will be over. Even if the spearman hadn't had the intention, if Kenes was still conscious. I guess I'll force him with a spell. Didn't she even think of that level of possibility?

Kiritsugu was appropriately stunned and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

How ironic. Unilaterally, he formed a stupid trust relationship with the enemy's Servant, and he was deeply estranged from his own master. Even if you pride yourself on the best ability, but is there such a difficult piece to drive?

Sure enough, he should have chosen himself more carefully, and only now did he feel the failure of this matter and spit out purple smoke with a sigh.

—————— Dividing Line——————

"Woman, I ask you a question. 」

Yan Feng Qili said in a deep voice as he walked slowly towards the helpless woman.

The black-haired woman who was her bodyguard had already been mercilessly knocked to the ground by herself like a rag, and it was not a threat at all.

"You two, whose will is it that you seem to have challenged me to protect Emiya Kiritsugu?"

Qili grabbed the silent Einsbellen's Holm Cruise with one hand and gently lifted her up. The upright and beautiful face like a statue is distorted by pain.

"I ask again, woman, on whose will are you fighting?"

Qili's question was something he really wanted to know. Who the hell is it that is in the way of the way to Emiya Kiritsugu, and the question of who is in the way of that truth is very important to him.

There is one thing that Qili has seen through.

No matter how you look for it, there is no spell on this Holm Cruise's body. She is not the Master of Servant. This is an imprudent action now, and it is definitely not something that a Master would do.

In that case, the truth is just as Tokitomi had foreseen at the initial stage, and sure enough, Emiya Kiritsugu is Saber's Master, and these two women are just simple pawns.

Well, here's where the problem begins.

If it was Kiritsugu who ordered the two to attack Kirei, skip them one by one. It's just a low evaluation of Qili. For women, it is too much to think of themselves as opponents. That's it.

Or rather, in addition to Emiya Kiritsugu, there are other command towers, and that one is also skipped. Einzbelen's primary goal is to protect Kiritsugu, who is the Master. For this, no sacrifice is spared. Just to delay time, don't hesitate to consume human lives.

However, there are common doubts about either possibility.

Once again, she carefully examined the face of the silver-haired woman, who was gasping for breath because she needed oxygen. It's a face that's so beautiful and neat that it looks like a puppet. Ruby-like red pupils. It looks exactly like the portrait of the Winter Saintess Lisraihei Yussa.

This Homcruz is not a Master, but since he participated in the Holy Grail War. Then this puppet that should be in charge of the Holy Grail Container can't be wrong. Then she should be the key to becoming an important presence in the final game of the Holy Grail War. Sending such a pawn to the front line of battle to expose it to danger is by no means a fool's errand simply due to a lack of manpower.

Qili suddenly felt a strange weight on her toes, and she looked down.

Because it's too small and unnoticeable, Qili doesn't realize it at all. The faint painful gasps that had just begun to come from below, and I don't know when they were already close to Qili's feet.

The bruised, black-haired woman stretched out her trembling arm and grabbed Qili's right foot.

Although the grip is weak, this is probably the strength of her whole body now. Unable to stand or clench his fists. Even so, the dim eyes burning with hatred still stared at Qili unwaveringly.

Wordlessly, Qili lifted her foot and stepped mercilessly on the chest of the woman whose ribs had been shattered. The woman, who could no longer even cry out, did not speak out of pain. Just a miserable grunt from the air being squeezed out of the lungs.

Even so, the woman did not let go. Like a drifter clinging to driftwood, he grabbed Kiri's arm with his weakened arm, only to continue to stare at Kiri with a hateful expression.

Qili looked back again, looking up at the silver-haired woman who was held up in the air.

Even though Holmcruise was suppressed from breathing and writhing in pain, there was no fear in her expression. If that's all there is to it, there's nothing inconceivable. In the case of an inhuman imitation doll, of course, there is no terrible feeling of death or suffering, but that would not make sense. Because Homercruz's red pupils were undoubtedly full of hatred and anger staring at Qili.

From the air, from the ground, the eyes of the two women glared at Qili with resentment.

"I'll never let you pass through here, even if I risk my life, I'm going to stop you here. 」

Neither of them answered Qili's question. Who would have ordered them to meet Qili?

No matter how you think about it, reasoning creates contradictions.

There, Qili hypothesized another possibility.

What if these two men had not accepted anyone's instructions and promises at all, and had come to challenge the rites of worship based entirely on their own judgment?

That is one of those circumstances that should never be ignored.

「！？」

Suddenly, Qili sensed a hint of magic fluctuations. It's sniping, and the target is yourself. Qili, who was instantly aware of this fact, did not dodge, but took out three black keys and waved them, intending to bounce off the incoming attack.

'Bang-bang'!

But the result was beyond Qili's expectations, a sound like glass shattering, black keys shattered, and a twisted 'sword' was plunged into the ground.

"Hah!"

A voice shouted behind Qili, swept out the 'weapon' in his hand, and slashed at Qili's back.

'Bang'!

Qili didn't look back, and took out a black key from his left hand and drove behind him to block the blow. At this time, he also saw the face of the attacker clearly.

"I'm here by invitation, Father Impostor, no, Yan Feng Qili!"

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