It took less than 15 minutes for the white limousine to enter Fuyuki, and the ferocity of the passing pedestrians and vehicles was frightened. In the driver's seat www.biquge.info of the pen and fun pavilion, the middle-aged man with black hair seemed to have just retired from his hot-headed state, and as the master of the Holy Grail War, he once again failed to contact his servant, which made him fall into a long contemplation.

Fuyuki is much, much smaller than the cosmopolitan cities that Kiritsugu has ever been, but even so, it is not easy to find a specific person in a city of hundreds of thousands of people who is not even a stranger in appearance. A drift swings the car into the clearing, and Kiritsu unfastens his seat belt with one hand, opens the door with the other, kicks his right leg, and jumps out of the car with the inertia given by the car. Before he could even lock the door, he took a deep breath and immediately ran towards the city.

"According to the information of the church, the master of Caster should be an ordinary person without magical powers, so if the hiding place can avoid the church's interrogation, the impression of several places should not be." Emiya Kiritsugu had already carved Fuyuki's map into his mind, and a simple thought allowed him to rule out several places - although the power of the church was not large, the execution power must be sufficient, and some places that seemed to be hidden but were in fact within the jurisdiction of the church were impossible.

"But that's not enough!" Even so, the map in my mind still has a large area that is not lit, not to mention the fact that the other party who is a wandering murderer is not in the stronghold.

“... I really don't want to use this spell. "In any case, the spell is an invaluable thing for the Master, and it is used to save life or fight a decisive battle. However, Kiritsugu, who has always been shrouded in uneasiness in his heart, has been deprived of a certain ability to think by negative emotions. In fact, before he actually left the castle, he didn't think about how to find the enemy. Now that I think about it, it's better to seek the help of my own servants. IF IT WEREN'T FOR ILLYA AS A HOSTAGE IN CASTER'S HANDS, KIRITSUGU WOULD HAVE SUMMONED HIM BACK IMMEDIATELY AND PRIORITIZED AN OPPONENT WITH NUMERICAL SUPERIORITY.

"In the name of the Curse, I command Saber Srein Emia..."

Suddenly, the back of Kiri leaving flashed into Kiritsugu's mind. His pitch-black robes gave Kiritsugu a rather irritable mood.

“... Although it was explained that Maiya and Alice retreated from the opposite direction first, but... I'm still not at ease. Forget it, since I've slipped out like this, let me complete the task myself. Maybe he's not the only one in the castle... No, it should be said that he can't be the only one... I still can't put my mind at ease. ”

Kiritsugu changed his mind.

"Go to Alice Phil von Einzbelen and keep her safe at once."

Letting go of a boulder in his heart, Emiya Kiritsugu returned to his search for the Caster Master.

"Hurry up, speed up, speed up! ... First stop... It's not far away. ”

―――――――――――――――Kiritsugu PAPA work meal here I receive! Take a break!! ―――――――――――――――――――――――

“... I feel the limit..."The tearing sensation on her back began to fade, and Amya's consciousness slowly blurred.

Bearing the powerful impact of a large amount of magic from the outside world, and being forced to condense and improve it, Amya's mental state has reached a level of deterioration. How can the damage received by using the body like this crazy be not great? USING EMIA AS A FURNACE TO DRAW MAGIC, CASTER HAS SUMMONED AS MANY AS FIVE OR SIX HUNDRED BUGS IN JUST TEN MINUTES. Although most of them had been slashed by King Arthur's sword, their frenzied attacks had already broken through her defenses, carving their mark on her blue armor and fair skin. His left hand was abolished, and King Arthur could no longer cope well with the attacks of dozens of demon insects, and the small wounds on his body were still increasing under the barely supported by dodging left and right. HOWEVER, CASTER SEEMED TO BE UNABLE TO WAIT, HE STOPPED SUMMONING THESE MONSTERS, AND BEGAN TO READ THE INSCRIPTION WITH ALL HIS HEART, AND THE VOID RIFT, WHICH NO LONGER HAD CREATURES IN AND OUT OF, BEGAN TO GROW A SECOND TIME WITH THE INSCRIPTION.

Under the devastation, Amya could no longer feel the magic circuit on her right hand, and the range of struggle had already decreased. She silently watched King Arthur do his best to support the battle situation, and then felt her body that could collapse at any time, not only gave birth to the thought of "Is this the end of it".

"Whether it's another world, or the future, whether it's a lover, or a relative, can't I go back after all?"

Even in a desperate situation, in despair, sitting back is not Emia's style. From the moment she was caught, she had been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to do something about it. THIS OPPORTUNITY FINALLY CAME WHEN KING ARTHUR WAS ENTANGLED BY DOZENS OF VOID DEMON WORMS, AND CASTER WAS TOO BUSY PREPARING FOR A KILLING MOVE TO TAKE CARE OF IT.

Gathering the last remnants of consciousness, Amya finally remembered a little bit of soul magic she had practiced, she carefully cut out a little bit of her soul, and then struggled to separate a little bit of magic from the energy flow that flowed through her body, and then ignited that part of her soul.

“SoulLightBrea...”

"What do you want to do!!" AWAKENED BY THE HUGE ENERGY FLUCTUATIONS IN EMIA'S BODY, CASTER IMMEDIATELY STOPPED HIS CHANTING, BUT BY THIS TIME EMIA'S MAGIC, PERHAPS WHAT MIGHT BE CALLED A MAGIC RITUAL, WAS ALREADY HALFWAY THROUGH. FOR A MOMENT, THE FRENZIED BACKLASH ENERGY CLIMBED CASTER'S BODY, FORCING HIM TO IMMEDIATELY CHANNEL THESE MAGIC POWERS INTO THE HUMAN SKIN, AND HE NO LONGER HAD TIME TO CONTROL THE BATTLE SITUATION ON KING ARTHUR'S SIDE.

"Illya!?? King Arthur took the opportunity to kill a bloody path, ignoring the painless attack of the insects behind him, and pounced on him, trying to snatch the white-haired girl from the monster's mouth.

But in King Arthur's astonished eyes, "Illya" suddenly turned into nothingness as if a heroic spirit had been transformed into a heroic spirit, and disappeared into the air, leaving only an ugly tentacle monster behind.

"What the hell is going on?"

King Arthur, who had shattered the tentacles, fell into a momentary doubt, and was then turned back by Caster, who had disarmed the counterattack. More Void Bugs have surrounded the blonde Heroic Spirit again. And after such an episode, they have become even more terrifying if they were not eliminated in the first place. The stabbing blow of the foot became stronger and stronger, the carapace became more and more difficult to cut open, and Arthur, whose left hand was sealed, fell into a new round of bitter fighting.

"Miss Joan of Arc, let's solve our problems first. Can't run. ”

"You put her... What's wrong? Exhausted, the Knight King seemed to have reached the end of his crossbow, and of course her question went unanswered. Wave after wave of attacks was draining her physical strength.

“... It's over, Miss Saint? ”

WITH CASTER SMILING, AN EMPOWERED DEMON WORM BROKE THROUGH KING ARTHUR'S SWORD WIND, ITS SHARP CLAWS POINTING STRAIGHT TO ITS THROAT.

“！！”

"It's ugly, Saber. If your swordsmanship can't be more terrifying, the name of the Knight King will cry? ”

......

The killing move of killing one thousand enemies and self-damage nine hundred and five was interrupted by the sudden sense of spatial displacement, and in a daze, Amya looked up and found that the woods were basically the same as just now, and... A fist that is enlarged in your own eyes.

"Boom!"

The ignited soul fragments erupted with tremendous energy, blasting away the tall black figure leaning in front of them and the two people standing behind the white-haired girl. The nearest Emia has no physical problems, but her spirit has become trance-like, and there is no magic left in her body.

"Hmm... Hmm, ah!!!!!!! A long howl drove away the sleepiness in her mind, and Amya looked up to see that the figure in front of her was wearing a black monk's robe, and he should have been hurt by the action of turning over and staggering up. Turning his head, the white-haired girl and the black-haired capable woman who fell on the lawn behind him had fallen into a coma, and the black-haired woman still had a lot of injuries on her body.

"Alice Phil... Miss? Realizing that she might have injured her allies by mistake, Amia quickly got up and tried to help, but the enemy wouldn't give her a chance.

The man in the monk's robe wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, wiped the bloodstains, and then put on a professional posture and attacked forward. The huge fist brought out the afterimage, and Amya could clearly see it, but there was no way to dodge it when she lost her magic power and her physical fitness had dropped significantly.

"Damn, I'm so bad... He's a heroic spirit too! ”

If you can't dodge, then you just don't hide. At least Amya still has a job profile as a Heroic Spirit, and she doesn't believe how much of a difference there is between her strength and that of the magician in front of her who is not a Heroic Spirit (she doesn't see clearly).

Punch and strike!

Thankfully, Kiritsugu's mana supply was restored, and the amount of mana accumulated in that little time kept Amya from fighting with the strength of a little girl.

Then, in Amya's panicked eyes, the enemy's left hand, which had been clenched into a fist, had somehow become an extra black key.

"..."It's impossible to close the fist, Amya simply uses the strength of the milk, even if her own hand is pierced, it can't make the enemy feel better!

Seeing that the white-haired girl greeted her without the slightest pause, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man in black, the fist and the black key were handed over, and Amya's small hand was nailed through without any suspense, and the black key was castrated, still attacking Amia's body. Fortunately, Amya's attack did pose a real threat to him, and the man in black had to sideways to dodge Emia's bloody but undiminished fist. However, Amya also had to move a few steps slightly to dodge the Black Key's attack.

“... Next is the right hand, beware of the black blade. ”

At the beginning of the second round of the exchange, Emia did not use lethality, but chose to use a block method to deal with her opponent's right hand. Sure enough, the small black button hidden in the enemy's right palm failed to achieve more results, but it was Amia, who had been prepared, who had been prepared for a long time, and hit the opponent's right wrist with an elbow blow in the counterattack. The combat power of the Heroic Spirit is not to be underestimated, and the right wrist of the man in black made a cracking sound, but he also didn't say a word.

"The next move is the left hand... Looks like a guy who is good at using the black key..."The man in black made it clear that he wanted to carry out this set of combo attacks to the end, and Amya, who had eaten the sweetness of the second blow, happily decided to fight him a few times.

The man in black swiped his left hand with the black keys from the bottom up, and Emia easily dodged its black trajectory, and her right hand punched the opponent's left wrist. However, before that, the black key drew a strange arc, from the eyes of Amya, the hands of the black-robed man... Flew up.

"What?"

The enemy threw his weapon before he could attack him?

No fighter would be stupid enough to do this. If they behave like this, it means one thing - he has better weapons.

Then, Amya noticed that her right wrist was being grasped from the side, the force of her fist was deftly removed, and the hand that grabbed her wrist was filled with incredible strength. A tall figure suddenly burst in front of him, and he bent his waist and pressed his shoulder against his entire right arm before he could react.

A set of smooth movements is extremely beautiful, and Amya finally saw a familiar shadow in it, this kind of boxing, I vaguely remember seeing it in a good friend of an older sister who still combs a double ponytail before the crossing.

"Eight... Bajiquan? ”

Realizing that defeat was inevitable, Amya flung her neck forward and struck the man in black on the forehead, and at the same time, a sharp pain came from the socket of her heart, and the man in black elbowed her and swept her balanced leg down.

"Uh-huh..."

"Uh..."

The unbalanced girl fell to the ground, and the man in black, who had been hit hard in the spine, could no longer attack. With the white-haired girl rolling in an embarrassed distance, the round was over.