Kenneth opened his eyes weakly, flipped through the memories in his mind slightly, and the last impression was just a cloud of rubble collapsing downward, and the explosion in his ears seemed to never stop.

He couldn't help but look at the unfamiliar ceiling, and the scene in front of him was particularly unfamiliar.

Broken, damp, gloomy, without a shred of sunlight.

The sharp pain all over his body made him cry out in pain.

"Are you awake?" Sora spoke softly.

Kenneth slowly turned his head to look at Sora, trying to reach out to touch her cheek, when he suddenly realized that he was once again bound and unable to move.

"That I let her out on patrol, unless you use the only remaining two spells." Sora gently picked up Kenneth's enchanted hand.

"That being said, I've been staring at you, and there's no way you're going to have a chance to use the Spell." Sora smiled slightly, clasping Kenneth's right hand as she slowly reached out her other hand and touched his cheek.

"I'm touched by what you did to save me yesterday, but... Kenneth, there is another person in your heart, I want to get rid of her, only by killing her, we can be together forever. The dark and cruel expression made Kenneth shake his head in resistance.

"I only have you in my heart! Sola! Can you wake up! Kenneth exclaimed.

"No, Kenneth, I'm sober." Sora gently stroked Kenneth's cheek with unusual tenderness, "If you love me, prove it to me, Kenneth, give me the spell." ”

Kenneth's eyes widened, and he felt a chill in his heart, Rao was so willing to protect Sora, and he was... Do you want to prove it yourself?

Maybe... It's always been my own delusion, the woman in front of me doesn't love herself at all, she just loves the just-exploded machine that can satisfy all desires.

Thinking of this, Kenneth couldn't help but smile miserably.

He has been hailed as a "genius" all his life, and he has never tasted failure since he was a child.

But I don't want to be a failure all the time, I can see through the principles of magic, but I can't see through the complex human heart.

Here Kenneth is still sighing, and over there Sora has completely revealed his true colors.

She grabbed Kenneth's little finger and slammed it in an eerie direction.

"I have low magic skills, I can only suck out your spell if you promise to transfer it to me, and if you don't make a sound for a minute, I will break one of your fingers." The unusually vicious words made Kenneth's heart completely cold.

Sorry, Luncer. Kenneth said silently in his heart.

"I, willing."

The spit out of the three words made Sora suddenly frown.

After some time, Sora gently untied Kenneth and hugged him happily.

"Sure enough! You still love me! ”

Kenneth smiled, ignoring the sharp pain in his body, and slowly hugged Sora.

"Burn, my blood." The inexplicable words made Sora's body stiffen suddenly.

A silver light suddenly came out of Sora's body, and the moment it touched Kenneth's skin, the silver light suddenly became extremely soft, like water, and fell on Kenneth's body.

Sora looked at Kenneth in horror and took two steps back feebly.

"For... "Why do you want to kill me, don't you love me!"

Kenneth looked at Sora indifferently, and when his heart froze, Kenneth's love for Sora turned into nothingness.

"I curse you! Kenneth! You and that won't die well! Sora yelled in a curse, then coughed up a puddle of blood and slowly fell to the ground, unable to move.

In the face of Sora's curse, Kenneth was indifferent at all, and slowly raised the hand that had broken one finger by Sora, slightly wrinkled, silver flashed, and blood splattered.

He was so cruel to himself.

It seems that from this moment on, Kenneth is no longer the Kenneth of the past, and he is still so cruel to himself and treats others?

“luncer。” Kenneth softly called to Skaha.

In the next second, Skaha's figure appeared right next to him, and he suddenly aimed at Kenneth's still bleeding hand, and the corpse of Sora behind him.

"Lady Sora—" Skaha asked, surprised.

"From now on, I command you, Skaha, in your capacity as Master, to use all your strength, even if it is death, to claim the Holy Grail for me!" Kenneth's tone became aggressive.

Skaha's breath faltered, and he slowly lowered his head.

"Yes!"

Meanwhile, Kiritsugu and Caster are hiding in a spot staring at the map of Fuyuki Town, arranging their next move.

Suddenly, Caster froze.

Kiritsugu looked at him quizzically.

"Kenneth... The strong man has broken his wrist! Caster looked up, surprised.

It's also strange to say, it's obviously a lich, and the expression on his face is very rich, but it's his lord Kiritsu, who has a straight face every day, and his face is expressionless.

Kiritsugu was also a little surprised, his pen paused slightly, and the next second he continued to write and draw on the map.

"In this case, the previous fear of his fiancée is useless." Caster sighed helplessly.

"Instead, he made a troublesome guy." Kiritsu's brow furrowed slightly.

Faced with Kenneth, who was completely blackened, Kiritsugu couldn't find any of his weaknesses.

"Fortunately, I blew up all of his magic costumes before." Caster was a little glad.

He admired his master more and more, and he was arranging the back hand for everything, even if all the previous rounds were disrupted, there are still some hole cards that can be spelled.

"Maiya, how much time do you have left?" Kiritsugu asked Caster another question. In the previous bombing operation, Maiya was attacked by the enemy halfway, and he was seriously injured without even seeing him, but fortunately, Kiritsugu noticed that something was wrong and hurried to the scene.

The enemy was also quite smart, and when he saw Kiritsugu coming, he immediately ran away.

Is this a complete use of that woman as a tool... Caster was surprised.

"It's going to take at least three days, but I have another way to get her to act right away, but... The cost is also dearly. Caster said solemnly.

"At what cost?" Kiritsugu raised her head, three days was too long, and when she got better, the daylilies were cold.

"Don't be a man anymore!" Caster was astonishing.

Don't be a man anymore? Turned into a necromancy? In the past two days, Kiritsugu has been able to dream of Caster's past and know some of his methods.

"What if... Wouldn't it be too cruel for me to make decisions for her in this matter? Kiritsugu asked with some hesitation.

"Not cruelty." A weak female voice came from the doorway, and when Kiritsugu turned around, he saw a short-haired woman walking slowly in with a water hanger.

"I've always been your tool." Maiya raised her head, stared into Kiritsugu's eyes, and said seriously.

"As a necromancy, you even have thoughts that make you feel disgusting, can you accept that?" Caster couldn't help but dissuade himself.

For an ordinary human being, it is too painful to be transformed into a dead soul alive.

"Come on." Maiya looked at him firmly, "What do I need to do?" ”

Caster looked at Kiritsugu helplessly, and seeing that he was indifferent, he could only say slowly, "Just stand there and don't move." ”