Chapter 122: Hunting
"You guy, you guy, you guy, you guy, you guy, you guy!"
In desperation, Caster's expression contorted to the point of rolling his eyes, foaming at the mouth. Lancer brushed it off with an innate smile.
"How? Now that Saber retrieves his left hand, it's a matter of effort. γ
But Saber, on his part, is not in the mood to joke like Lancer at all.
Until the winner was decided, all that echoed in her mind were the last screams and tears of the children who had been torn apart and killed.
"Be enlightened, demonic aliens. γ
The Knight King silently exhaled his angry voice as he raised his golden sword with his right hand, the tip of which was pointed directly at Caster.
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Anger corroded Kennes's heart little by little, like sulfuric acid.
He is a first-rate magician. Originally, I would never lose my cool because of feelings. This is especially true in the case of a real-life test.
Actually, if this is a secret duel between fellow magicians. Kenes must have nothing to do with anger or something. You should sigh and admire your opponent's skill, calmly deduce its true value, and concentrate on performing a magic trick that is a reward for your enemy's secret arts. Such a noble and boastful gentleman's game is the battle that Kenes knew. He gambled on the right to use the Holy Grail and competed with Tosaka Tokitomi, Makiri, and four excellent opponents who had not yet met. Came to this remote place in the far east.
But the pain of the wound in his right shoulder came over him. It continued to ache as if he was laughing at Kenes and insulting him.
It's not because of wounds from the battle. Absolutely that kind of thing doesn't deserve to be called a fight.
It's like stepping on a rotten floor. It's like knocking over a boiling pot. It's as if the only good garment is stained with mud.
The opponent is an ant who is not worthy to be called an enemy. It's garbage that feels filthy and unpleasant even when it comes into view.
This kind of thing is just a trifle. Something like being bitten by a wild dog.
Just bad luck. It's good to laugh at it as bad luck.
Even so, convince myself that the wound in my shoulder is still painful. Like the sharp pain of being burned little by little, it harshly rebukes Keneth's pride and eats away at his self-esteem.
Keneth's cold face was as expressionless as a mask. There was neither scolding nor gnashing of teeth. To the outsider, that is by no means the expression of an angry person.
That's right. He didn't hate anyone. The anger was all directed at his heart. It's just that the unexpected situation is provoked by the impossible and unreasonable thing.
"Impossible!"
The rage that went nowhere turned into a destructive impulse that spread along the Moon Spirit Fluid, and Keneth slammed the whip of the blade against the walls of the corridors around it.
"That shitty waste made me bleed, impossible!
Kenes chased after the fleeing Emiya Kiritsugu with a sleepwalking-like pace. Only the amorphous mercury block took the place of the master's heart and followed him with murderous energy.
Instead of pushing open the door that blocks the way, it is crushed with the weight of mercury.
Whether it is a vase, a painting, or an elegant piece of furniture, all the ornaments you see are shattered and destroyed.
There are many traps along the way. Grab Keneth's defenseless fingers with a rope, or step on the tube in the blanket, and the configured grenade explodes, and the mine releases a shotgun. At that time, the mercury protective film that expands in an instant will cut it off completely.
The trap set was like a toy to trick a child, and the funny was ridiculous to Kenays. But the laughter was also laughing at Kenes herself, who was teased and injured by a toy-like trick child.
Self-deprecation cuts self-esteem like a razor. The humiliation ignited the anger in his heart even more
Rod Elumeroy's bragging dress is not something to be used for such stupid child's play. His mercury should be armed with fire, ice, and lightning strikes that take bullets, flick off spirit knives, and break through magic. It should be the secret art that makes the magician who hates him reach death in amazement and awe.
So, what is his ugliness now?
Playing a proud dress to track down the opponent, but it was an unknown mouse, every minute and second of passing made him feel humiliated. The wound on the shoulder is getting more and more painful.
The vicious circle of endless hysteria is nevertheless, and that one finally sees the end.
No matter how vast a castle is, there are very few ways to retreat when it comes to escaping upstairs. The rat was finally chased to the end of the hallway on the third floor. Kenays's Mercury Stream, which had been sent out in advance, had discovered its location this time. The subject appears to be dead and motionless. I guess I'm going to have a final showdown with Kenys there.
The word came to Kanes' mind, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
It seems that the enemy has not given up yet. I see, Kenes was injured once. If you get the same luck again, you might have a chance to win. It should have been made with the spirit of a poor rat biting a cat.
"Idiot. γ
The corners of Kenes' closed mouth twisted with a sneer, and he whispered.
The rat was able to give color to Keneth, neither a wrist nor a miracle. It is only a mere accident that is called unreasonable, and it is necessary to let him know the difference.
It's not a duel, it's a punishment, it's torture.
Kenes was surging with brutal killing intent all over his body. While turning the last corner with his dress, he came to the end of the hallway.
It's basically in line with the setting that Emiya Kiritsugu expected. For the third time, he confronted Kenes Elumeroy Aqipolud.
The distance is less than thirty meters, and the width of the corridor is more than six meters, with no shelter and no retreat.
Keneth's Moon Spirit Liquid can exert lethal speed and power on Kiritsugu, roughly estimated to be within 7.5 meters. Before he got close to that distance, the attack was on Kiritsugu's side.
The left hand is in the Calico spiral magazine with the replaced magazine.50 rounds of 9mm ammunition waiting for the moment of fire.
Then, in the right hand is the Dress Contender. The magazine with only one round has already been reloaded.
Kiritsugu had neither fear nor pleading for mercy, but just stood silently with two guns, which made Kenays twist his expression even more unpleasantly, spitting out mocking teasing.
"You don't think the old way will work, do you? γ
It won't work. If it works, it will be nerve-wracking here, but there is no need to say more about this kind of thing. It was necessary to make Kenay think that Kiritsugu would be stupid enough to repeat the exact same attack as before.
"I'm not going to kill you simply. Only the lungs and heart are treated to regenerate, and then slowly clean you up from your fingertips. γ
Kenes said gloomily, slowly walking towards Kiritsugu. The Moon Spirit Liquid swirling beside him shook its sharp tip as it stretched and contracted countless whips as if it were menacing.
"Regret, pain, and despair. Then curse when you die. Curse your employer's cowardice and insult the Master of the Holy Grail War in Einzbelen!"
It was just as Kiritsugu snickered inwardly while taking Kenes's execution proclamation as a deaf ear. His proposed plan for a Master replacement ultimately seemed to work.
Distance, fifteen meters. If you want to act, it's now.
Kiritsugu, facing the approaching Kenais, first used his left-handed Calico to automatically shoot a raindown of 9ram bullets. It was the exact same repetition of the sneak attack in the hallway on the first floor. A restraining attack that lures the self-discipline defense of the Moon Spirit Marrow. In order to make it impossible to fully defend against the next blow of Contender, this is a feint that weakens the Mercury defensive screen.
Of course, Kenes Elumerroy won't do the same trick again.
γFevorοΌmeisanguis! (Boil, my blood)"
Mercury Defense form that activates immediately. Not in the membranous form this time, though. The Moon Spirit Liquid leapt in front of its master, and countless counterthorns stood up from the floor to the zenith. It covered Keneth's body like a dense bamboo forest, and it completely covered the flying bullets.
If it's not an attack like fire or spray, there's no need to use a membrane defense. Bullets are such things that become unattackable simply by blocking them in a straight line. Then a column defense is sufficient.
Naturally, the magic required to make the mercury block unfold like a sword mountain is not comparable to the mere membranous form. Each counter spine, twisted to the thickness of a steel wire, must be hardened and toughened to bounce off the bullet. This self-discipline defense was completed by mobilizing all the magic power that Kenes possessed. The Achipoud family magic carving carved on his shoulders cycled to the limit, causing severe pain to the bearer's flesh.
It can be said that this defense is the real impregnable wall.
The bullets blocked by the Mercury Sword Mountain emitted a noisy metallic sound, bouncing back and forth between the dense back-spines crevices, and finally lost their power and fell to the ground. None of them reached Kenes' body.
Then, the Contender in Kiritsugu's right hand roared. This was the first time that the defense of the Moon Spirit Liquid penetrated the Lunar Spirit Fluid, which left Keneth with a hateful scar, a single bullet with a destructive power far superior to that of a 9mm bullet.
However, the defense of mercury in the shape of a sword mountain is not comparable to that of the membranous form.
The moment the killer hit the mercury thorn, all the other thorns closed like a flytrap and surrounded the bullet. The dense subtle counter-spines instantly turned into a single thick column, blocking the point 3006 SpringField projectile.
The Moon Spirit Liquid, which is designed to transform itself, is in good hands. The method of manipulating the magic of dense and perfect fluids should be the ultimate stunt that does not dishonor the name of the famous Aqipolud family.
The moment he completed the painstaking magic trick beautifully, Kenes Elumeroi's fate came to an end.
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