"You're here at last, Joan of Arc, I've been waiting for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 It wasn't long before CASTER's voice finally came in.

In Amya's perception, those small lives from before, at this moment, have all... The instilled magic was still uncontrollably transformed in Amya's body, and it was drained by the tentacles, and some new life absorbed this energy and appeared in her perception. The aura of this creature was not very strange to Amya.

In front of him, one after another intertwined sea demon wrists and feet gradually receded, and only one of the thickest wrists and feet opened its mouthparts at the tip and bit deeply into the white-haired girl's back. Enduring the intense pain and the powerlessness of her constant draining her strength, Amya looked worriedly at the purple chasm that stretched out from her skin magic book. IN FRONT OF CASTER IN BLACK ROBE STOOD THE BLONDE, BLUE-EYED, PETITE BUT HEROIC KNIGHT KING, WHO WAS GLARING AT CASTER AT THE MOMENT.

"How do you feel when you see this tragic situation? Heartbreaking, right? Can you imagine the pain that those innocent and lovely children endured at the end? But Joan of Arc, this is not a real tragedy. Compared to the fact that after I lost you, in order to meet you again-" The black-robed magician opened his arms, his palms upwards and flattened, slowly slicing across his sides, as if he was showing his proud work in front of his goddess, but in fact, the surrounding grass, in addition to broken flesh and blood clots, was only bone residue and broken clothes.

The Knight King's eyes glanced around slightly, and the anger on his face rose a level almost instantly. She didn't speak, raised the invisible sword in her right hand, and took a slight step forward. IT WAS ONLY A SMALL STEP, LESS THAN HALF A METER, BUT CASTER SEEMED TO BE FRIGHTENED, HOLDING THE BOOK AND TAKING THREE STEPS BACK, TO THE SIDE OF EMIA, WHO COLLAPSED TO THE GROUND.

"Oh Joan of Arc, your eyes are so beautiful with rage." LYING ON THE GROUND, AMIA'S GAZE SUDDENLY SHIFTED, AND SHE WAS CARRIED BY CASTER IN HER RIGHT HAND LIKE A CHICKEN, PROTECTING HER IN FRONT OF HIM.

The Knight King's footsteps were almost at the same time. Whether it's the Lady who doesn't deal with them, or the Lady who swears to protect them, the girl named Illya is as important to them as the Holy Grail... No, the thing second only to the Holy Grail, as a servant himself, should try to protect her as much as possible. Moreover, even if it were himself, he would not bear to see that cute girl who looked like a snow elf being killed by this madman in front of his eyes.

"Do you hate me that much? yes, you should hate me. I have rebelled against God's loving heart, and you will never forgive me. You are more devout to God than anyone else. CASTER'S EYES FLASHED WITH SMUGNESS, AND WITH A WAVE OF HIS FREE LEFT HAND, A MONSTER THICKER THAN THE ONE ON AMYA'S BACK APPEARED IN THE PAGES OF HIS BOOK. The monster opened its large, pointed mouth and bit down on the upper half of Amya's body in one gulp, its sharp teeth piercing shallowly into the skin, absorbing the power of the transformation.

The skinny white-haired girl was hung on the monster's teeth, struggling helplessly less than a meter above the ground, but unable to break free from the bite of the sharp teeth.

"Abominable abominable abominable !!" A huge amount of energy was filled into Emia's magic circuit, but it was quickly drained, leaving her in a state of magic deficit, and Emia, who was affected by the severe pain, couldn't grasp the moment of transformation at all, "Stay for half a second longer!" Just half a second!! Damn!! ”

CASTER WAS ABLE TO FREE HIS LEFT AND RIGHT HANDS, AND RESUMED THE SUMMONING PROCESS THAT HAD BEEN INTERRUPTED BY THE KNIGHT KING, AND AS THE PURPLE SPATIAL RIFT ABOVE THE PAGE WIDENED, HIS ATTENTION BECAME MORE AND MORE FOCUSED, EVEN IGNORING HIS "HOLY MAIDEN" COMMAND TO "LET GO OF THE CHILD". Eventually, the crack widened to the size of an security door, and a sharp foot poked out.

The Knight King finally understood the truth that preaching was useless, and she secretly released more magic power to adjust her state to the extreme. "Since this madman somehow captured Alice's child as a hostage, then Illya has no possibility of being released on her own initiative, so at least he should save her temporarily. It broke out at the moment of the next move... What the!? ”

"It's okay, it's okay..."Unlike the blonde Hero's surprise and uneasiness, Emia, as a captive, secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, "I didn't summon that bastard." If it's one of these things... As long as it ends quickly, she should have no problem carrying the name of King Arthur..."

What appeared in front of the three of them through the crack was a four-edged man... The conch, a pair of small purple eyes between the two legs, the height of the whole monster is about half a person's height. Almost as soon as it appeared, it leapt to its feet, swinging its automatic legs and heading towards the Knight King. The blonde heroic spirit did not need to flash, and easily slashed upwards with a sword, and cut it in half, and the simple success even made the highly nervous knight king fall into a moment of stunned.

HOWEVER, CASTER FAILED TO SEIZE THIS OPPORTUNITY, IN FACT, HE WAS CONCENTRATING ON THE NEXT WAVE OF SUMMONING, LEAVING HIS SAFETY COMPLETELY IN THE HANDS OF THE MONSTER TENTACLES GUARDING HIM.

"I don't want anything else from this fight, and I don't want to take anything." SEEING THAT CASTER HAD NO INTENTION OF TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THE VICTORY TO PURSUE, THE KNIGHT KING GLANCED AROUND SLIGHTLY, BUT UNFORTUNATELY WHAT CAME INTO VIEW WAS STILL ONLY A SCENE STAINED RED WITH BLOOD, AND SHE ONCE AGAIN CLENCHED THE INVISIBLE SWORD IN HER HAND, "BUT NOW...... The sword I hold in my hand is meant to destroy you. ”

"Yo yo yo, Joan of Arc ......"

Caster, who had finally completed his summoning, was shocked by Saber's majesty and let out a faint gasp. His expression was neither shaken nor frightened, but a little confused and overwhelmed. At the same time, sixteen sharp feet stepped out of the void rift.

"It's really noble and righteous...... O saint. Even the gods sigh in front of you! ”

Caster's voice was overjoyed, but suddenly fell silent. Without his command at all, the four monsters burst towards the blonde Heroic Spirit in two batches.

"I have defiled my love! I'm in the mire of love! O holy maiden! ”

“SABER！ Speed... Uh-huh! Thinking of the first time she had faced such a monster, Amya looked up to be reminded loudly, but the sharp teeth on her back pinned her writhing body and caused her even more terrible pain.

"Illya!!" THE KNIGHT KING WAS FURIOUS, BUT SHE HAD TO FIGHT THE MONSTER THAT ATTACKED HER LIMBS FIRST IN CASTER'S WILD LAUGHTER.

Wielding swords and maniacal laughter unveiled the prelude to this life-and-death battle.

――――――――――――――――Yes, it's me again, I'm the dividing line for the perspective shift――――――――――――――――――

Emiya Kiritsugu has never been more flustered than he is now. When the white figure was reflected in the crystal ball, all the arranged plans were abandoned by him.

ALTHOUGH THE GIRL IN CASTER'S ARMS SEEMED TO BE A LITTLE OLDER, AND ALTHOUGH THE GIRL'S MAGIC SEEMED TO BE A LITTLE TOO FULL, THE ELF-LIKE FACE, RED PUPILS, AND LONG SNOW-WHITE HAIR WERE ALL EXACTLY THE SAME AS THE DAUGHTER WHO HAD JUST SEPARATED FROM HIM TWO DAYS AGO.

Leaving the castle as fast as he could, Kiritsugu in the chaos made the most correct choice to save his daughter: the Knight King's left hand was injured, the treasure was sealed, and he was no longer able to fight with all his strength, and he was not strong enough to resist the heroic spirit, so at the risk of being discovered by other masters and servants, he found the master of Caster as quickly as possible - it is said that he is a murderer who does not know any magic, and he is difficult to find but extremely vulnerable, and kills him, It's the most worthwhile thing to do at the moment.

He didn't understand why he was doing it. It's not that he doesn't understand the meaning of his actions, but that now, for the sake of the Holy Grail that is close at hand, and for the sake of his lifelong pursuit, he should mercilessly crush all the obstacles that stand in his way. Why, why would he risk being killed to carry out this dangerous plan?

Obviously, I have made countless choices in my life in the past few decades, and I have already made a number of choices like this about the lives of my relatives. Why, when you are confused, such a choice cannot shake yourself; Why, even though he has broken his illusions and recognized the path, he will be shaken by his daughter?

"Do you want to... Go back? "Kiritsugu knows that there must have been other masters who have entered the enchantment, and now is the best chance to kill them, daughter and dream, two such contradictory things, at this moment, seem to be intolerable chemicals, boiling in his own brain, burning his heart.

“... Who? The killer's instinct caused Kiritsugu to unconsciously hide in the woods, and a tall man in a dark monk's robe came into Kiritsugu's line of sight, "... Yan Feng Qili? ”

At this moment, Yan Feng is in the light, and Che Hei is in the dark, if he directly uses the ultimate, the sneak attack can be said to have an eighty percent success rate to seriously injure him, but if you want to defeat him, it will take a lot of time. Kiritsugu instinctively wanted to shoot, instinctively wanted to launch a deadly attack on the man in front of him who could be called an old enemy who constantly made him feel uneasy, and instinctively wanted to remove the biggest obstacle in his way to getting the Holy Grail......

"Why... I can't pull the trigger? ”

Seeing the monk's robe disappear from sight, Kiritsugu's brain fell into a trance, and the image that he had been deliberately throwing away before entered his mind.

"Daddy!! Father!! In the fantasy, the white-haired snow elf laughed and pounced on him, but in fact, now, she was being tortured by the enemy, becoming a sacrifice to monsters, maybe a few minutes, maybe hours, after which the maiden named Illya would disappear from this world.

"What the hell... Why? The man named Kiritsugu could no longer remember the name of the Holy Grail at this moment, and he turned his back to the castle without looking back, and ran away as best he could.

A figure flashed into a white car parked in an empty parking lot, and then the motor roared and the sports car left like an arrow from Hyun.

"Illya!! Hold on!! Wait for me!! ”