"It's so noisy outside......"

Tsukahara Mingshi, who was buried in piecing together firearms, suddenly raised his head, frowned, and looked around, but he didn't have clairvoyance skills, and he couldn't confirm what the enemy had done at all.

"It's nothing, about nineteen degrees east-north, about seven kilometers away, there is an explosion sound, presumably it is a rider. ”

Archer said this without raising his head, should he really be a heroic spirit, even if he was thousands of meters away, he still heard it clearly. This kind of accurate prediction can only sigh, and sure enough, human beings are incomparable to the existence of heroic spirits.

"Ahaha......"

Listening to Lohia's indifferent response, Tsukahara smiled awkwardly, touched his hair and continued to sit down, refocusing on the assembly of the firearm.

Among the three, Mina Tosaka didn't know anything about firearms, she couldn't understand it, she simply didn't bother them, she sat quietly at the head of the bed, looked at them like a good baby, looked at them, felt bored, and didn't dare to leave them to go outside alone, and didn't dare to turn on the TV for fear of disturbing them with sound, saying to play with a mobile phone, but it turned out that the mobile phone was out of battery. More and more smartphones are equipped with a variety of new features, but the cost of new features is more power consumption.

If modern people don't have entertainment tools, they will naturally become very bored, and after watching it for a while, she simply went to sleep.

Lohia is about the same as Mina Tosaka, and if you want to talk about interest, there is no such thing. Few women are interested in firearms, and if they are warriors, they are more curious about how to use firearms than about their structure. The only people who are interested in the structure are probably the gunsmiths or military nerds, right?

Lohia clearly didn't belong to either of them, and she just routinely put the pieces together according to the drawings.

It was only then that Lohia really understood why Leonardo da Vinci had no worries about these parts being taken away, and in general, if these parts were in the hands of someone who knew a little more, they would probably really be blinded, just like a GUNPLA, even without a manual, there are still quite a few model enthusiasts who can slowly put it together.

For this reason, what Leonardo da Vinci did was [camouflage work].

Or to use the example just now, what if you give a gunpla model and ask them to piece together these parts to make a car? The conclusion is that a normal person can't do it without a manual. Because the first time you see it, you think it's a gunpla, and you don't think about how to put it together into a car.

Leonardo da Vinci did the same thing.

Although it felt like a rifle, a considerable part of the parts that Lohiya got back were [discarded parts], and a considerable part of those parts that were cleverly hidden were used to confuse the enemy.

The most terrifying thing is that, according to Leonardo da Vinci, if all these parts are used, they will piece together a completely different [firearm], which is very limited in power, and is not even as good as the improved anti-materiel rifle used by Lohia before.

However, if you follow Leonardo da Vinci's blueprints and get rid of useless parts, you will become a [theoretically] powerful firearm.

This is theoretical, and this powerful description is the exact words of Leonardo da Vinci. Considering the old man's bad taste in science, Lohia was very suspicious that this gun was not a little more terrifying than she thought.

The biggest problem with hiding the real parts in a bunch of parts is that the assembler has to carefully compare the details of the individual parts to find out which ones da Vinci needed.

The girl lowered her head seriously, even if she had the archer class, her natural observation ability was superior to that of humans, and even then, she needed to spend a lot of attention...... I have to say that Leonardo da Vinci really has his own uniqueness in the field of art, and the parts used for camouflage are almost the same as the real parts no matter how you look at them, with only nuances calculated in millimeters.

Brown hair hung down from her dark green hood, quietly decorating the girl's face, making her look so cute, her serious eyes narrowed slightly, and her focused pupils carefully searched for the part she needed in the sea of parts.

Among the three, the happiest one is probably Tsukahara Mingshi. He's an otaku.,And it's the kind that doesn't have any classification.,The most widespread "otaku who cooks a little bit" As a pure Japanese otaku male high school graduate, he naturally has a lot of fun with all kinds of assembled models, and the boring drawings have become extremely interesting in his opinion, comparing parts, assembling them according to their own ideas, throwing useless parts aside, watching the structure with a sense of science and technology gradually combined, becoming a certain structure that can not see the use, there is an inexplicable sense of expectation.

And,The most fascinating thing is,Although Tsukahara Mingshi doesn't understand the principle,But there is still some understanding of weapons,Look at the drawings,It should be a yang electronic rifle,It has appeared in science fiction animation,The drawings are particularly strict about the assembly process of the [energy generator] in the middle,And especially marked with bold fonts "Absolutely no mistake"。

As Archer had sensed before, the old man was really too cautious in this regard, there were too many misleading structures in the design, and many places obviously looked like they needed to be supplemented with parts, but in fact they didn't.

The scary thing is that if you follow the original structure, you can actually piece together a fake gun in disguise!

Tsukahara once saw in a TV series that the Chinese once studied a kind of double-sided embroidery, and the front of a piece of cloth is a painting, and the back is also exactly the same, which is the pinnacle of embroidery technology. In this way, Leonardo da Vinci did the same thing, whether it was the right way or the wrong way, he could piece together a gun, the difference is that although the real weapon has a bunch of parts that are useless, it can exert more power.

He had already begun to look forward to the power of the gun.

In the blink of an eye, the weapon was more than half assembled, and the sky was gradually turning from blue to orange, and it was getting dark.

One day is about to pass, but tomorrow, what will happen?

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Call......

Karl puffed out a puff of his cigarette gently.

His attitude towards tobacco has always been neither for nor against. As a substitute for Emiya Kiritsugu, he was well aware of the dangers of tobacco to the human body and its importance to the human spirit.

He silently stomped on Hicks' head, smashing the worm inside that controlled his corpse to pieces, along with the face.

After the death of the imaginative inkstone, he easily defeated the corpse that fell into chaos next to him.

Heart...... Suddenly it was a little empty.

He...... Only this is not lying.

He came to participate in the Holy Grail War for only one purpose, that is, to kill Ayaya Makiri, who had been controlled by the dirty inkstone of Makiri.

Only then can he have peace of mind.

The woman was ...... with her It can only be said that it is a bad fate.

However, after completing his goal, he felt extremely empty.

The battle with the dirty inkstone of the house,Because the calculation is too accurate,It's boring.。

According to the information that Carl has mastered, in the Fourth Holy Grail War, the core reason for the inducement of the Dirty Yan to join the war was not to obtain the Holy Grail, but to watch his "son" suffer. It's really twisted to a certain extent.

Based on the analysis of the personality of this abuser, it is not difficult to draw the following conclusions.

First of all, the Dirty Inkstone will definitely choose the safest place. At least, he had the means to save his life. This is very easy to understand, it is the life-saving insect of the dirty inkstone.

Secondly, the inkstone often chooses the position closest to the victim and observes the pain of others from the closest distance.

In the end, he prefers to watch others fall into a state of despair rather than watch others endure pain.

For example, the night of the wild goose, the purpose of this man is to rescue the daughter of his childhood sweetheart. Therefore, not only did she continue to eat away at the poor girl's body and mind with insect techniques, but also forced Yanye to eat the insects that absorbed the essence of this girl's magic power, so as to enjoy Yanye's painful, annoyed and helpless expression.

For example, Aya Makiri, the purpose of this girl, if Carl's information is correct, she just wants to reunite with her mother. For this small purpose, she rebelled against the Dirty Inkstone, and the result was that she was turned into her own puppet body by the Dirty Inkstone.

Judging from the previous performances, Aya Maki was forced to a state of mental breakdown by Miki Mikiri, whether it was the hatred for Mina Tosaka, or the very feminine tone, and the crazy chatter, all of them were part of Aya Makiri. And the dirty inkstone is just hidden in her consciousness, playing with the crazy appearance of her "granddaughter" from the nearest distance to enjoy it.

Combined with these examples, Carl easily deduced that if he knew that he was also the guy who assisted Aya Ma in destroying his magic circuit, he would definitely [let himself despair first], and then [let himself survive but not die]. Then from the face of Aya Makiri, he mocked himself wildly.

If human desires are exposed too obviously, they will become easy to see. If it is easy to be seen through, then the result is easy to be calculated.

If you live too long, living for a long time means being bored, and if you are bored, humans will have fun for yourself. For him, fun should come first.

In fact, Carl's speculation was completely correct, and he thought that he had a life-saving worm and had nothing to fear, and he didn't notice the weapon of the origin bullet at all.

It's no wonder, after all, in the Fourth Holy Grail War, all of this old guy's energy was on Yanye, and he didn't pay attention to other people, and even the assassin of Yanfeng Qili didn't find the stronghold of Emiya Kiritsu, let alone others. He didn't expect that this world still had such terrible magical properties, completely cutting off the enemy's magic circuit, and then connecting it indiscriminately.

As everyone has said, after revenge, there is only emptiness, Carl tasted the smell of cigarettes that he hadn't tasted for a long time, and waited quietly for the night to fall, he kept this action, and let the cigarette slowly burn out.

However, Karl didn't feel the emptiness.

After all, for him, the Holy Grail War is not over.

Indeed, Karl himself had no reason to crave the Holy Grail, he just wanted to kill Aya Maki and give the two of them an idea of their relationship. But...... He had a reason to get the Holy Grail.

This is the second reason why he participated in the Holy Grail War.

Because of someone, he has to fight, he has to get the Holy Grail.

"Really...... I didn't expect that. I also have the day when I have to get the Holy Grail. ”

He said this calmly, there was no smile on the corner of his mouth, and his dark eyes and dark pupils all spoke of his will, which was a pitch-black, chaotic will, and he could sacrifice everything in order to accomplish his goal. Probably that's how it feels to be mechanical.

It's like Emiya Kiritsugu, that man, in order to fulfill his wish to save humanity, he can do whatever it takes, even if it is as a murder weapon, to keep slaughtering humans. In order to get the final [fair world], he will repeat this as well.

Karl, too, can do whatever it takes to accomplish his goals. There was a faint pain from the wound on his right hand that had been burned by his magic power, which was called [Phantom Limb Pain], which refers to the special feeling that the person had lost a part of his limb but suddenly felt a dull pain when he had lost a part of his limb.

Karl endured the pain and continued to think about his countermeasures.

Now, the only enemy should be the Rider, but the Holy Grail has not arrived.

There are two possibilities, first, the Holy Grail will not come, unlike in the past, it is not that the last two will show up, but that the winner must be contested.

As for the possibility that the Holy Grail will not be born, it is zero, because the summoning of the Heroic Spirit is originally a miracle caused by the Holy Grail, and it is certain that the Holy Grail exists. It's going to show up.

The second possibility is that someone has summoned a new Heroic Spirit.

This is theoretically impossible, but Carl can't completely deny it, after all, this Holy Grail War is too far from the Holy Grail War as he understands it.

Either way, he needed more intelligence.

For example, Lohia.

In any case, you must quickly grasp the full picture of the Holy Grail War.

Think of a way to really catch Sabermaster.

Because......

"I have to get the Holy Grail. ”

He said this, and his firm steps slowly walked towards the black night.

Even the best assassins need to get enough rest. He was so tired. Having achieved his first goal, he needed a little rest.

To himself, to Kiriyama, he needs an explanation.

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"Hoo ......"

The man's heavy gasps.

It was a cry of pain, anger, and reluctance.

Click, click.

It was the sound of flesh shattering.

It's as if something's being chewed.

In the world that has gradually fallen into the darkness of the night, the voice of one man and one beast is extremely discordant.

It was a house.

The smell of blood is everywhere, so strong that it makes people sick.

Thanks to the darkness here, all the cruel scenes of flesh and blood are hidden in the infinite darkness. However, this subtle sound, which makes people unable to understand the reason, is even more terrifying.

"What, what sound ......"

It seems like someone from another room, and when he hears something, he comes out to see.

Recently, there have been so many problems in the shallow stream that people have not dared to face the nightfall, and at night, they don't even turn on the lights, trying to comfort themselves, closing their eyes, not looking at anything, listening to nothing, and waiting for the arrival of the day in panic.

However, the small sound coming from the living room really made it impossible for him to ignore.

That sound of chewing flesh, that heavy gasping of a man, combined with his wife just going out to the bathroom......

Although he was afraid, as a man, as a husband, he had to go and see how his wife was doing.

However, when he walked to the door tremblingly, the smell of blood on his face deterred him.

The strong, rusty smell made him understand very clearly, his wife was afraid ......

Could it be ...... Yes, those terrorists?!

He held back his screams, grabbed his throat with both hands, and held back his voice with a force that almost strangled himself. Sneaked back into bed, covered his head with a quilt, and secretly dialed the number 110.

"The number you dialed is busy......

"Call the police, I, I'm going to call the police......"

Obviously, he summed up countless words in his heart, but once he heard the sound of electronic sound, the clear logic in his mind collapsed in an instant, and only trembling words remained.

"Murder, my wife, died, killed, killed, terrorist, attacked, my house, my wife...... Help, help......"

This series of small words is enough to show the man's panic.

He hadn't noticed it yet, because of the recent series of events, the phone at the police station had already been blown up, and someone was dialing every moment, and he couldn't notice it anymore.

Laugh at.

He felt a pain in his heart, something piercing through his heart sharply.

The heart is the most important organ in the human body, squeezing blood throughout the body.

Moreover, it is also one of the most cruel mortal organs, because a human does not die immediately after the heart is destroyed, and he will continue to feel the passage of life until he is brain dead.

"Ahh......h

The pain eroded his thinking, causing him to let out a beastly wail, and he was covered with a quilt, unable to determine the face of his enemy or the angle of attack. Of course, it doesn't matter, you can't hide from it anyway. In endless fear, the man's head was shattered with a single blow.

"Hoo ......"

The man's heavy gasps were again, and beneath him, there was another clattering chewing sound.

Through the moonlight, you can vaguely see the silhouette of a man, a man riding on a tall horse.

It's rider, Lu Bu.

When a Heroic Spirit loses its Master, it will often disappear within the next five hours. Of course, this is said in general.

If it was a heroic spirit like Lu Bu who had also fought fiercely with people and consumed it, it would only disappear faster.

Even with the continuous supply of magic power from the Red Rabbit Centaur as one, fundamentally, it is still decreasing.

It's like the classic math problem, a pool of water is filled at a rate per second, and at the same time it is discharged at a rate of every second, and how long it takes to fill or empty the pool.

The magic power provided by the treasure to Lu Bu could not completely offset Lu Bu's consumption, and the more he fought, the weaker he became.

To make up for it, naturally, he needed a source of mana.

For the Heroic Spirits, the human soul is the best supply.

Of course, Lu Bu is not a magician, and in addition, he has been affected by the special insects of the Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone, and he is naturally even more crazy, and he can't use the most efficient method to absorb the soul of a human to make up for his magic gap.

Lu Bu is responsible for killing humans, while Red Rabbit devours flesh and replenishes it with magical power. was originally one of the best heroic spirits, but it turned out to be reduced to this point, and he could only sigh that creation made people.

Excluding Saber Surut, there are now Saber Artoria and Archer Lohia left in the Heroic Spirits, both of whom now have their own missions, and naturally no one can stop the atrocities of the Rider.

Moreover, there is a heart, but there is also powerlessness.

Lu Bu's speed is too fast, I'm afraid, no one can catch up with him.

At night, the rider, who has turned into a murderous devil, is committing murder.

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Sometime, somewhere.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The man coughed violently.

His voice was obviously painful, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with thick blood, and he frowned, looking at the sticky blackened blood on the ground, clearly knowing that his life was short.

However, it is precisely because he knows that his life is short, that he can devote all his enthusiasm to fulfilling his obsession.

As the Chinese saying goes, death is heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Becoming a heavier being than Tarzan can only be someone who has made a great contribution to humanity.

He wants to be such a person.

However, one person cannot save all mankind, and for that he needs the power of the Holy Grail.

He was convinced that he was right.

Because, there are already examples.

Since the beginning of the Holy Grail War, as the initiator of the Holy Grail War, he has been secretly watching every move of the Holy Grail War.

For example, the alliance between Carl and Tsukahara is proof of his ideals.

Those two are a perfect combination. In order to fight against a powerful enemy, the weaker two join forces and form a united front.

"It's so beautiful. ”

He said it suddenly.

"It is so beautiful to unite with a fighting spirit in order to fight a strong enemy, and the noble quality of human nature. ”

He said so.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that his heroic spirit, Saber Surut, was right in front of him.

The black-covered giant, the monster with Leonidas' broken wounds on its face, was right in front of him, quietly awaiting his orders.

"What is left of the Heroic Spirits...... Well, the woman in blue who came out of nowhere, and the agile Archer, and the rider. Let me see more, the brilliance of human nature, the beautiful consciousness of being the head of all things...... Uh-huh, cough-cough-cough-cough......"

Suddenly, he coughed dryly again, and blood was spilling from between his fingers.

If you speculate now, it's easy to draw conclusions.

If he didn't summon Saber during the Holy Grail War, then it was the shady man himself who was responsible for providing Surut with magic.

Even if there are various means, without the Holy Grail as a means of supplying energy, the Heroic Spirit is an incomparably huge consumption.

Maybe that's why he hides himself.

As Abner speculated, if a person has such a strong and invincible heroic spirit, there is no reason to adopt such a cautious combat mode, and he rarely appears, there must be a purpose for him to do so.

In fact, this assumption is entirely correct.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed his Heroic Spirit to have that ugly scar on his face, and lava-like blood surging inside.

He had no magic left to repair Surut's wounded body.

"It's almost ...... It's almost there...... Right away...... You're done...... My Holy Grail War...... I will be ...... The savior of mankind, who guides mankind to the light and becomes the ultimate life form...... Yes...... Until then...... No matter what kind of pain I suffered, I ......"

He coughed up another mouthful of blood, and it looked like he was really getting worse and worse.

However, in his old eyes, there was only fanatical determination.

"I will not fall, I will not fall until humanity is saved!"

[Vol. 10 - The Mountains and Rivers are Exhausted - END]