PS: This chapter is a little bloody, get a good shot, but Purple's approach is not for nothing.

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Ryunosuke's fingers were stained with crimson blood.

Body fluids oozing from a wound on the chest.

The bright colors stimulate the senses of the eyeballs and pierce the heart, but the colors that can make ordinary people scream in horror are exchanged for Ryunosuke's intoxication.

Ryunosuke had seen this color many times, and from this bubbling blood, there was the vitality of life, the spread of fear, and the call of death, which Ryunosuke had deeply experienced.

He tried to understand death.

Instead of creating fictional deaths out of horror movies, Ryunosuke scoffs at those, but real deaths, and he is full of curiosity about real deaths and wants to know what it looks like...... However, while human beings use wisdom to experience and overcome the unknown, death cannot be experienced in any way while alive.

So, Ryunosuke, who can only experience the death of others, just for the sake of so-called curiosity, and does not feel any guilt, begins to put it into action-

"Purple Aosaki, what do you want to do to disturb the banquet with such an unsightly scene?"

The girl knight reacted quickly after a brief pause.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't use the magic of charm with the master of Caster, I was just a little confused, so I just put on a show."

Purple is not surprised that Artoria calls her name directly, according to the custom of young knights, it should have put Elquite's rank before the title, but Emiya Kiritsugu obviously does not have the ability to read through Elquite's information.

"...... acting? I warn you that if you continue with this filthy act, I will be compelled to attack you in the oath of a knight. ”

Artoria's perception of Purple is undisguised in her words.

As a knight king who upholds the way of chivalry, Purple, who has the dual identity of kidnapping Illya and the owner of the monster, is already qualified to be crusaded by the girl knight, and the current evil feeling has further deepened.

"The king should be more patient, Saber, in fact, I also deeply feel that I am playing with fire, but I am always unwilling not to try, in exchange, I will tell you a piece of information when it is over." Purple said unhurriedly.

Even under the pressure of the Hero King and the Knight King, Purple was unmoved. If you want to say anything, he has experienced similar momentum suppression in Sister Qingzi, Erquit and Luo Ya, and he has long been accustomed to it, even if he can't beat it, he won't be scared out of control.

However, this kind of scene also entered the field of vision of onlookers and monitors, and Purple's calm expression made their fear of Purple rise to a higher level again.

"Intelligence? Intelligence from the enemy......"

"Hahahahaha......ha

Artoria's questioning was interrupted by a burst of laughter.

The laughter came from Ryunosuke, who had blood on his hands in the middle of the garden.

The handsome-looking man, as if he had lost his sense of pain, reached into his chest with his hands, desperately pulling the long glowing red flesh outward...... His intestines.

Blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and Ryunosuke held his intestines as if he was holding a rare treasure, and he couldn't put it down, and on the white floor covered with blood, there were two or three slightly wriggling pieces of blood-colored flesh...... It's Ryunosuke's internal organs.

Ryunosuke pulled them out.

"Hmm...... ...... vomit"

Webber immediately covered his lips and almost threw up, but Violet pulled over Illya and covered her eyes with her right hand.

This slaughterhouse-like scene was too bloody, and although it was planned, Murasaki also used some healing magic on Ryunosuke so that he wouldn't faint due to the instinctive protection of the human body, but it was still not for Ilia to see.

"That's what I've been looking for, it's hard for me to find it..."Ryunosuke's laughter continued.

The golden Heroic Spirit watched Ryunosuke's performance coldly, and Artoria couldn't help but clench her palms.

"Is this what it feels like before death? The temperature of the internal organs, the color of the blood...... What, if it's in my body, wouldn't it be nice to sue me sooner......"

Ryunosuke pinched and poked the intestines with his fingers, and the temperature from between his fingers made his mind more and more intoxicated.

"Oh...... It's ridiculous, I haven't noticed it all along, other people's painful expressions are just false happiness after all, is this God's punishment for me? Because the scripts I wrote have always been so unsuccessful, that's why you never bestowed on me? Ryunosuke smiled presumptuously and closed his eyes.

He lowered his bowels and raised his hands sincerely.

The experience given to him by the object he was killed in the past has faded in his mind, and the happiness that was once absorbed by the vitality of the person he killed, the nostalgia for life, anger and attachment and other emotions was completely replaced by the joy of death that he experienced firsthand.

Ryunosuke didn't have any fear about this, he didn't have any nostalgia, just like taking the lives of others, Ryunosuke didn't hesitate to take his own life, the only regret was probably the way to die...... It's really not cool.

But even this clumsy script is probably forgiven by the gods, and in Ryunosuke's heart, the gods must have appreciated the killing and death in the world, so he devoutly dedicated his death as the end of what he was pursuing.

"However, even for the harlequin's performance, you have to perform it with your heart, and God will definitely respond with a smile."

Ryunosuke gripped his bowels.

"The world...... Really coooooool~~~! ”

Syllable!

The actor who performed to his heart's content, accompanied by his broken intestines, collapsed heavily on the stage in satisfaction.

Death was performed with life.

In the pool of blood, Ryunosuke Yusheng's face still had a happy smile.

There was a dead silence in the courtyard.

Purple raised her head to look at the arrogant golden Heroic Spirit, stared directly into his blood-red eyes, and kept staring at him with a rude attitude.

Then a sound sounded.

"Gilgamesh, do you appreciate such a performance? If the answer is yes, should you, who are two-thirds God, be commended? ”

Step by step.

While he did not shy away from the name of the hero king, his every move was also provocative, and it was almost doubtful that Purple and Gilgamesh were enemies long ago before the gods.

But this is not possible.

However, it was the giant man in red who stood up before Gilgamesh.