Gheezing heavily.

In the midst of the lightning, Emiya Kiritsugu activated the Inherent Time Control to dodge the slash of the Moon Spirit Essence Fluid at three times the speed of the Inherent Time Control, and gained a little precious respite.

Every breath was accompanied by a heavy pant and a sore throat.

Emiya Kiritsugu felt a deep sense of frustration, the intense physical and mana consumption was secondary, and the failure of the killer origin bullet that he relied on as his hole card was the one that hit him hard, but despite this, he was still looking around with the corner of his eye, looking for a way out.

But he had been cornered at the end of the corridor with no way out.

Kenneth was obviously not likely to forgive him generously, and despite his arrogance and regard him like an ant, Kenneth had no intention of playing tricks.

It also means that Kenneth doesn't play a game of cat and mouse.

"Scalp!"

Like a command summoned by the god of death, it made Emiya Kiritsugu ruthless.

In this hotel, he has one last hole card. "Inherent time control, double speed!"

Taking advantage of the slowdown of time, Emiya Kiritsugu reached out and pressed a small remote control in his arms.

Rumble!

The inn shook violently, not like Kenneth destroying the walls of the inn, but from the bottom of the shaking that began to collapse!

At the bottom of the hotel, Emiya Kiritsugu also buried a bomb, and at this time, at the moment of life and death, he also detonated it without hesitation!

"This stinky rat, damn it!"

In the whirling hotel, Kenneth could only recover the Moon Spirit Essence to protect himself, the roof and floor were constantly collapsing, and Kenneth, who was close to him, could only watch Emiya Kiritsugu bury himself in the rubble after he seemed to be "careless".

After Kenneth had cut a large hole into the ruins of the hotel, where could Kiritsugu be found?

In addition, the news of the destruction of the hotel also alarmed the nearby residents, and in order to avoid arousing suspicion, the angry Kenneth cursed a few words and hurried away from the ruins of the hotel.

However, when he came to a secluded road, Kenneth suddenly stopped.

"Come out."

Kenneth said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, two figures fell from the sky.

A giant man in a red coat carries a skinny boy.

"Webb Velvett, are you here to ask the teacher for his sin?"

Kenneth made no secret of his disgust, and even in the face of celibacy in the face of the conquering king, he did not retreat.

This is the pride of the famous Aqipolud family that has been passed down for nine generations, and it is also the only self-esteem left after Kenneth stripped away his meanness, irritability, and arrogance, even in front of the heroic spirits who are much stronger than himself, Kenneth will not bow his knees and surrender.

In the face of Weber, a traitor, he naturally can't reveal the weakness that makes the other party proud.

"No, teacher, I, I'......"

In the face of Kenneth's angry face, Webb's knees weakened and he almost fell to his knees, but fortunately Iskandar carried him and did not make a fool of himself.

"Cheer up, boy!" Iskandar simply encouraged him.

"You don't, then I'm going to ask, among the students I teach, there is such a bold and reckless guy who steals the teacher's holy relics, is he preparing to kill the teacher in the Holy Grail War?"

Kenneth scolded Webb harshly.

"No, no, I'm unhappy with Mr. Kenneth, but I never wanted to kill you......"

Webb said the truth in a panic.

"Hmph, I don't think you dare, what do you want to follow me so closely?" Kenneth was furious.

"Just, just to see Mr. Kenneth......"

Weber also knew the news that Lancer was killed by Saber, and said that he intended to observe Purple's behavior, but seeing Kenneth acting alone, he noticed it and followed.

Although being reprimanded by Kenneth made him extremely unhappy and vindictive, Weber never had the intention of killing the teacher. He was indeed indignant at Kenneth's contempt, but he was convinced of Kenneth's talent.

"If you have time to observe the enemy, you might as well consolidate the lessons, although the ridiculous theories you hold will not help you in any way, but the magic I teach you will still make you a little more reliable."

Listening to Kenneth's harsh sneering, Webber's cheeks puffed out, and his face flushed with anger and shame, but when he met Kenneth's haughty eyes, Weber's eyes looked around in cringe.

Kenneth turned.

"Cherish the holy relics you stole with great difficulty, it is the gift of the Holy Grail that a magician with a weak bloodline can control the heroic spirit."

Kenneth's voice was still mocking, but Webber's face suddenly brightened.

"Mr. Kenneth ......"

Did Mr. Kenneth admit him? Recognize his worth as a master?

Kenneth, however, turned a blind eye to Weber's thirst and turned away as if unsuspecting.

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A golden glow overflowed Tosaka's study.

As if an entity condensed into a gloomy glow that could dispel everything, the hero King Gilgamesh changed into his daily civilian clothes, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at the grim-faced Shichen with great interest.

"Looks like you're in trouble, Shichen."

Relaxed and laid-back tone.

Gilgamesh is not interested in stubborn and rigid courtiers, but it is not bad to find some pastime in the courtiers who serve him as courtiers.

"I don't dare to deceive you, my disciple Qili has been robbed, and now there is little hope of survival, and my old friend who cooperated with me, Father Lizheng, has also suffered an accident, which really hurts me."

Tosaka said respectfully and sadly.

His regret for Rimasa was not disguised, Father was not only his friend with the Tosaka family for many years, but also a solid ally in this Holy Grail War, and the loss of Father Rimasa not only lost the powerful arm of the Templar Church, but also completely disrupted his plans.

Since the death of the Kiriki inkstone, Tosaka Toshitomi's heart has been uneasy, and after the only reliable helper has been cut off, Tosaka Toshitomi is even more difficult to suppress the fear in his chest.

"It's all trivial, and the mongrels are left to them no matter how much trouble they make."

“…… Before your majesty, the clown is naturally not worth mentioning, but the princess of the True Ancestor ......"

Tosaka carefully lifted Erquit.

"It's a monster to be taken seriously, but it's a monster than an elf. Her destructive side is controlled by reason, but the power of the gods may explode, but it has nothing to do with me. Gilgamesh commented lazily.

"...... gods?" Tosaka exclaimed in surprise.

"They rarely appear in this ugly world, and their way of survival is very boring, but the bastard that follows her is very interesting, not only to make her obey, but also to purify her demonic nature, such foolishness is really remarkable."

Gilgamesh said aloud, raising his glass.

"When will the fool who stretched out his hand to the gods appear in my courtyard, urging you to stagger forward, and the most terrible shackles will be generated to bind your hands and feet, and I will wait patiently for this scene to unfold."

The golden figure bowed its head and looked down at the groveling magician.

"The most embarrassed appearance is not for you, and serving the king requires not only courtesy, but also great ability, and if negligence and incompetence disturb the king's pleasure, it will not be forgiven, you should understand, Shi Chen."

“…… Do your will, King Heroes. ”

Gilgamesh became impatient after talking to Shichen for a while, and disappeared into a streamer, Tosaka Shichen endured the torment of humiliation, and squeezed the armrest of the soft chair tightly, and did not let go of his hand until Gilgamesh's breath was completely gone.

I rubbed my hands, my palms were wet and greasy, stained with sweat.