Chapter 22: The Death of Kiritsu
Xindu. Hyatt Regency. Thirty-second floor - and at the same time the highest floor.
"It seems that there was a fire downstairs and the help desk told us to evacuate quickly."
Put down the phone in your hand, Kenneth. Aqipolud. Ermeiro, facing his fiancée Sora, who was not far away. Nazelle. Sophia Li said.
Before that, he was summing up tonight's battle with the flaming red-haired Ice Beauty and the two Servants, though there was quite a bit of it, but he was blaming the two 'incompetent' Lancers.
Yes, it's incompetence!
Whether it is Dilumudo, who is armed with red and yellow spears, or Cuchulainn, who has mastered the 'spear that pierces the thorns of death', in Kenis's opinion, they are all 'incompetent' heroic spirits!
After seeing the overwhelming, rainstorm-like attack of the rich man of the Golden Archer, he had serious doubts about the combat power of these two Heroic Spirits on his side.
Neither has a strong AOE ability, nor can he take down Saber who has not used all his strength in a short period of time, and even the trick that claims to be 'hit to death' has not worked, if it weren't for the Holy Grail War, they still need to fight, and the genius director of the séance department wants to criticize these two useless guys!
However, because of his fiancée's 'persuasion', as well as her heroic spirit, Cu Chulainn's rather knowledgeable attitude, the broad-minded Director Ken decided not to deal with these two guys.
- However, his fiancée, Sora's overly enthusiastic attitude towards Dilumudo, still makes him a little distressed and worried.
As he pondered the question, he heard the fire bell and the sound of the phone.
"It seems to be only a small fire, but the fires are very scattered. It looks like arson. ”
"Arson? Tonight again? ”
"Hmph, I don't think it's an accident."
Director Ken snorted disdainfully at his fiancée's question—not at her, of course. The worries that had been anxious in my heart just now quickly disappeared.
"It's a small ploy to drive away the crowd - it seems that the magician, who is the opponent this time, doesn't like to decide the battle in too many buildings with too many idle people!"
"So-an attack?"
Sora said with a nervous look on her face.
"I'm afraid so. Maybe the guy who hasn't had enough of Warehouse Street just now is looking for fault again! ”
With a relaxed and arrogant look, he said confidently.
He had every reason and confidence to say this - twenty-four of the thirty-two floors of the building were covered with enchantments by him, and there were three high-quality magic furnaces that he had used to provide him with magical powers, and the guards were also summoned by him to replace the dozens of evil spirits and spirits of the hounds
Kenneth believed that his perfectly arranged magic fortress could not compare to the base camp of the Imperial Three Families of Fuyuki City, but it would be enough to keep any hostile magician who came to attack.
"Interesting. That's exactly what we do, isn't we, Lancer? ”
The smile on his face widened, and Kenneth looked at the two Heroic Spirits standing together.
"Yes, it does." Dilumudo replied respectfully.
"Kill. If you die, it doesn't matter, right? The corners of his mouth were raised, and the cyan spearman smiled wickedly.
"If it's just some little mice, I'll leave it to you. But if the other party is a magician of a considerable level, then don't send him away easily. ”
After thinking for a moment, Kenneth said to the cyan spearman.
As a nobleman among magicians, Kenneth. Aqipolud. Ermelo's magic workshop is not for everyone!
"Understood."
As soon as the words fell, the cyan spearman, who seemed to be unable to contain his excitement, turned into a spirit and rushed out, leaving only a lingering aftersound
For those who were woken up by a fire alarm and shunted to the outdoor parking lot, the fear of fire, the interruption of sleepiness, and the unpleasantness of the cold of the night outside were all mixed together, and their faces were filled with ugly expressions. Among these people, the waiters of the hotel are busy in a panic.
“…… Mr. Aqipolud! Kenneth. Elumeroy. Mr. Aqipolud! Are you there? ”
The name written on the guest book, only the last person left unconfirmed, and the front desk of the hotel shouted in an anxious voice. For this wealthy guest who has chartered all the suites on the top floor of the hotel, every waiter attaches great importance to him. In a sense, this is the last person they want to be in danger.
"Mr. Aqipolud! Are you there?"
"—I'm here. Please don't worry. ”
A loud voice came from behind the hotel front desk, but when the front desk turned around, it was confused. He was talking to a Japanese man in an old-fashioned coat.
It's too much of a joke. The angry front desk clerk was about to scold him when he was caught by the man's gaze.
There was an indescribable strange gravitational pull in the man's eyes, and the front desk attendant couldn't escape his gaze, and he couldn't even speak.
"I'm Kenays. Elumeroy. Aqipolud. My wife, Sora, is also with me. ”
The Japanese man, whom he didn't know, said in a loud voice. And the front desk clerk accepted this statement without any suspicion as if he were obsessed.
“…… That's right. Ahhh That is true. ”
The front desk clerk put a mark on the name of "evacuated" on his hand, and finally made sure that all the guests were safe, and let out a long breath. And the question and incongruity that I had just had when I talked to Aqipolud disappeared without a trace.
After watching the hotel waiter continue to be busy taking care of other tenants. Emiya Kiritsugu leaves the mixed crowd. The psychological hint just now, for ordinary people who don't have the ability to resist demons, will not be recognized in a short period of time.
Walk to a shady place some distance from the hotel. Kiritsugu checked that there was really no one else around him and pulled out the mobile phone in his pocket. Mobile phones are very popular among the people, and they have been of considerable help to Kiritsugu. The simplest and most versatile radio communication device, and even if you hold it, you won't arouse anyone's suspicion.
- Originally, it was supposed to be like this.
There was a 'poof' sound, like the sound of a sharp weapon piercing a leather bag or something, from the position of his chest.
Difficulty breathing, weakness in the body, accompanied by the pain of a broken heart, came to Emiya Kiritsugu.
"Ho-ho"
I tried my best to chant the incantation of the inherent time, but all I could do was a meaningless 'ho-ho' sound, accompanied by blood foaming from my throat.
However, because there was 'something' behind him, he didn't fall.
There is no doubt that he was attacked by the Servant.
The remnants of consciousness made a rational judgment - it could not be a human being who could appear in the alley out of thin air.
"I'm sorry, but I had to let you die here in order for those two stupid masters to survive to the end, Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu."
An insincere male voice from behind said this—accompanied by the movement of 'something' being pulled out.
At this moment, he bowed his head slightly, and saw clearly what it was—a short, crimson spear head.
So, it's Lancer, right? Most likely it should be the cyan Lancer who attacked Zhao Yun secretly, right?
Then, his body fell forward.
I'm going to die.
He thought so calmly.
Ever since he set foot on the land of Fuyuki City, he has had the consciousness of dying here - but he didn't expect it to be such a death.
If I had known that this was the case, I wouldn't have driven that Berserker away
In that case, he might be able to claim the Holy Grail and fulfill his agreement with Illya
Sorry, Illya, Daddy, again
With this unfinished thought, the magician killer, the participant of the Fourth Holy Grail War, and the self-conscious who is determined to save humanity, Emiya Kiritsugu, dies.
PS: Cheji is not dead, and he is lonely!
Kiritsugu is dead, and his thoughts are clear, haha
So, Kiritsugu is dead, and there is something to burn paper haha
It is said that Sergeant Lang was killed by the big dog once in the fifth war, so it seems that Kiritsugu was killed by the big dog once in the fourth war.
It's a pity that there was no Rin in the four wars (Shichen?). Save him with ten years of magical gems.
But my king will not return to Valhalla.
Well, then the main station of the otherworldly sage will be updated in the evening, asking for clicks, favorites, and recommendations.