Chapter 19: The Final Meeting

"So, there's really only three people left..."

Yan Fengli was rubbing his brows, and again, he received information from his son. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Yes father, on the spirit weapon disk, the lancer's signal has disappeared"

And behind him, Yan Feng Qili stood, his face still full of solemnity.

"Well done, I've been monitoring you..."

"No, not at all"

But even though he denied this, the old priest's face still had a 'I understand, I understand' expression.

This charitable old man has never been stingy with a good evaluation of his son.

For him, Qili is his greatest pride.

Rigorous, steady, hard-working, full of simple spirit, never slack off on the way to penance, no matter what he does, it is the best, so that people can't find the slightest mistake, he has never been worried about Yan Fenglizheng, and he is more at ease than himself.

Therefore, in the past few days, when Qili took the initiative to help herself and offered to help herself to monitor the Holy Grail War, although it was absolutely unreasonable, Lizheng's heart was still only full of surprises.

"Oh?!Will you help me??

Although his son has not had such enthusiasm for a long, long time, in Lizheng's opinion, this is a good recovery.

So, relieved, the old man did not hesitate to lead his 'studious son' into the interior of the church. Then he entrusted the spirit disc to him.

It is no exaggeration to say that perhaps what he has been looking forward to for a long time is exactly that.

Yan Feng Lizheng is already old.

Even if you don't want to admit it anymore, even if you want to continue working, but your body, Lizheng understands better than anyone else.

It's like a machine that's been running for decades, and because of the intense work, it's impossible to restore the parts to their former condition.

Muscles become flabby, bones become fragile, and the distress of struggling makes it less and less difficult to handle complex things for a long time.

Although the current situation is not serious, Lizheng understands that it will not take ten years, maybe less than five years, and he will quickly lose the ability to work that is still left.

It's all inevitable and a matter of course.

Therefore, at this time when he has to face the reality, it is really good that his son can bear his own burden - the Holy Grail naturally cannot end just once, and as long as there is this Holy Grail War, there must be someone to supervise it.

If he could, Rizheng hoped that, at least next time, this person would be his own son.

And if you want to achieve such a situation, you must at least let Qili know a lot of things.

You have to teach him certain things that he should not have known.

"Then, go and tell Shi Chen about this first, and then come to my room."

With this in mind, it's already time to make up your mind.

Rimasa nodded, then turned her back.

"Yes, Father"

"Go, go, go"

There are some things that should be inherited.

Touching his arm, there, under the cover of the long sleeves of his clothes, a large number, dozens of mantras were densely spread all over his arm.

This is the stigmata that has been recovered by the Church in the past, and it is also the most effective proof of being the Overseer of the Holy Grail War.

Probably, it's time to pass these on to Qili, right?

I don't plan to continue tossing like this, I know better than anyone what kind of tools I have.

Yan Feng Lizheng has reached the age when he wants to retreat bravely.

"It's almost over..."

Without regret, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

There will be no surprises, he confirmed.

Is that really the case, though?

I don't know very well, because even Yan Feng Qili himself can't clearly grasp what he is doing.

What are you longing for?

Unclear and difficult to confirm.

Turning around and walking out of the room, Yan Feng Qili was a little confused. But it doesn't waver.

Nearing the end, he had such a hunch.

It's still night, but today the moon is obscured by clouds.

Is there no moonlit night...

It's time to do your own thing...

Yan Feng Qili only paused for a second, then stopped looking out the window and walked to the room where the jewel telegraph was placed.

・・・

・・・

On the other side, Kenes's death has been confirmed.

"My impression of you hasn't changed at all, but I have to say, it's really beautiful..."

Pulling the blade of the gun from the man's chest, which was as embarrassed as a rag, Rodriette couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Even the enemy did not inflict too much pain on the other party, and it only took a moment to deprive the other party of his life, and Rodriten had completed the 'execution'.

Although the wound on his shoulder still felt pain, it was impossible for a penetrating wound to return to its original state at once, even if it was a heroic spirit.

But Rod was quite satisfied with the situation tonight.

If this guy's personality were more noble, he would actually be a good partner, wouldn't it?

But that's also an extravagant hope.

"Thank you so much."

Slightly surprised, Emiya Kiritsugu glanced at the knight, and then nodded knowingly.

I see... Is there someone who immediately corrects mistakes but doesn't skimp on compliments?

That's not bad. It seems to be much wiser than that King Arthur.

Not rejecting the right plan, but disdainful of conspiracy, this is always a lot better than the guy who even thinks about the conspiracy.

But still...

Shaking his head, he truncated his last thoughts.

Emiya Kiritsugu withdrew the magic gun back into the inside of his trench coat, then pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and pulled out one.

Pop...

lit it, took a big puff, and then pale blue smoke rose from his mouth.

In a ruined building, on a tired face, that should be decadent, right?

Didn't know much about this aspect of things.

"But what about the rest?"

Rod continued.

"For the rest, do you mean Kenes' fiancée?"

"Yes, the young lady"

Isn't that girl named Sora exactly a magician?

I guess that's how it can be calculated...

The original plan, no doubt, was to kill her, but when I glanced at the knight who was staring at me, it seemed that this idea would not work.

"Hmm, so what are you going to do?"

So, mockingly asked.

Spare the enemy?

The other party is a famous magician, a group of murderers who are insidious and do everything, but they estimate the pride and dignity that do not exist.

Obviously stepping on the sacrifice to progress, but in the process forgetting the beginning, turning himself into a 'noble' fool.

As long as you are proud of the 'famous family' and still call yourself this way, then you can imagine what kind of things you will do, right?

Sora's family is a famous family, and if she can't deal with it properly, and instead does something stupid, she is simply asking for trouble.

Even this guy understands, right?

After that, though, it won't be him who gets into trouble.

However, if the rumors are correct, Rodrithe Saltitius is not a person who will ignore the trouble he has caused.

"Let her go"

But that's all it says.

The silver knight stood in front of the limp girl.

Shake one’s head.

Emiya Kiritsugu understands that if he makes an attack at this time, although he will not kill himself, this stupid guy will definitely attack him.

“・・・”

Do you want to stick to it?

A deep frown furrowed as the two figures confronted each other in the wreckage. The atmosphere couldn't help but become serious.

"You know what the outcome will be, right?"

“・・・”

"You're going to get a lot of unnecessary trouble"

“・・・”

"If you kill her here, then no matter what kind of expectations you had for her, her family won't say anything, but if you let her go back alive, it's humiliation, you know how bad it will be, right?"

“・・・”

Seeing that Rodrithe still didn't speak, just lowered his arm, Kiritsugu couldn't help but sneer, and then stepped forward.

But when he staggered by, the knight, who had thought he had given up, raised his arm again, and then punched him hard - into the abdomen of Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Huh!?"

His body suddenly lost its heaviness, and a burning pain came from his abdomen, and then, Emiya Kiritsugu drew a shallow arc in the air and flew several meters.

Damn it!!

He fell to the ground with a heavy thud, and the cough of Emiya Kiritsugu continued to sound in the smoke.

Step by step, the silver knight walked towards the man who had fallen to the ground, and the metal shoes made a crisp sound on the ground.

"Emiya Kiritsugu, I'll say it again" awe-inspiring raised his armored fist, and an outstretched finger pointed at the opponent's throat like a sharp sword. There was no hesitation in the knight's voice.

"You can't kill her, she's innocent, let her go"

“・・・”

You're such an idiot.

Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes no longer had the slightest warmth.

Without speaking, he stood up, and the man turned and left the ruins without the slightest hesitation.

The silver knight watched as he disappeared into the rain.

Patience, gritted teeth, but after all, it cannot be suppressed.

Is this the only thing you can stop now?

Thinking so, he then roared violently.

"Emiya Kiritsugu, if you kill her, I won't forgive you!!"

In the rain, the lone wolf-like man stood still, turned back to half of his cheeks, and his tool-like eyes said it all.

No longer looking behind him, the gray figure really disappeared from the knight's field of vision this time.

"Who needs your forgiveness?"

Self-deprecating, or rather mocking, perhaps the messenger of justice is still walking alone.

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