Chapter Eighty-Two: The Rite of Succession.... Good cp?

At the mountain gate, the Emperor's legions were engaged in a fierce confrontation with Mordred and Artoria.

In the main hall of Liudong Temple, the two CPs of Emiya Kiritsugu and Yanfeng Qili also met.

The purpose of the Rite of Grace is not the Holy Grail, but the bloodshed in the process of achieving it. After being awakened by the golden glitter, he indulged in it and couldn't extricate himself. Even though he had long since lost his servant, he still came here.

Kiritsugu's participation in the Holy Grail War is firstly because of the justice in his heart, and secondly, because of the kindness of the Einzberen family. The essence is still a delusional middle school and second best young man who wants to save the world.

The two were interested in each other before they even met, and saw them as their worst enemies.

Now, at last, we met. The final battle is about to begin.

Kiritsugu slowly gripped the handle of the gun in his hand, the touch of the solid walnut in his fingers, and he pondered the face of a man he had only seen in photographs.

Even if I think about where I am and how I have formed a relationship with Yan Feng Qili now, it is only an empty attempt. Kiritsugu's life was not easy enough to assert that he had never made a feud with anyone. Just an outsider who broke into the Holy Grail War purely because of a personal grudge against Kiritsugu. That possibility can only be ruled out on probabilistic grounds. Although it is extremely unlikely that an outsider survived the Holy Grail War to the end and directed a farce that disrupted the direction of the Holy Grail's belonging, the reality is in front of him, and Kiritsugu has no choice but to accept it as a fact.

Emiya Kiritsugu never sought the truth and the answer to things. For him, the only thing to care about is the condition. Now he is more like a precision instrument, measured by mechanical calculations.

He just vowed in his heart to save more people. There is no distinction between high and low lives saved. The scales in which sacrifice and relief are measured have nothing to do with the justification or the circumstances. That's how he survives. He would never be foolish enough to inquire into the meaning of his actions.

Therefore, there is no longer the slightest fear and sense of crisis in Kiritsugu's heart that he once had when he first learned about him.

From the moment he knew what his purpose was, the man was reduced to a mere obstacle to Kiritsugu's progress. No matter what kind of strong enemy the other party is, as long as you are sure that it is the person you must challenge, then you will no longer be the object of affection. There is no fear, no hatred, neither contempt nor mercy, only exclusion is considered. That's the only function that Kiritsugu has given to himself as a killing machine.

Everything went smoothly. Now no one bothered Qili.

Qili stepped into the brightly lit hall of Liudong Temple step by step, disturbing Kiritsugu's ceremony.

With each step, the mood became more and more intense, and the blessed verse could not help but blurt out.

"The Lord awakens my soul, please guide me on the right path except Allah. Even if I walk in the valley of death, I am not afraid of the devil, for Allah is with me. ”

[He's right here.] Now I will inevitably meet him. 】

The light shone on Qili's face, and his heart was already boiling.

For the first time, she felt blessed. The God, who had never favored him in his life, finally gave him a revelation.

What he is looking for is the outpouring of hatred, the joy of battle.

"Your rod and whip have soothed me. Thou hast made a feast for me before my enemies, and thou hast put oil on my head, and the cup of blessing that overflows will bring grace to me forever. ”

Qili silently moved forward, high-spirited, and walked towards Kiritsugu without hesitation.

The light of the black key in Qili's hand reflected the light of the gun in Kiritsugu's hand.

Maiya was tightly guarded by Kiritsugu's side.

Both of them were aware of each other's killing intent, and each of them had already realized the blazing fierceness. The Emperor is at war with Mordred and Artoria. No Servant will come and disturb the battle between them.

Then, there is no longer a need for words of communication. This is an exchange that belongs only between the two.

The two looked directly at each other, and they understood a conclusion at the same time.

For Emiya Kiritsugu, this war is. For Yan Feng Qili, the entire battlefield of Dongmu City is. Everything exists to defeat the enemy in front of you.

The blade of the sword is leaping. Three in his left hand and three in his right hand, Kiritsu took out a total of six black keys from his cuffs and drove up.

The crosshairs of the guns held by Kiritsugu and Maiya were aimed at the rapidly approaching Kiri.

At this moment, the final duel between the masters began silently.