The next time Emiya Kiritsugu saw Ling Yi was an hour later.

Although he had set traps in various corners of the castle, it obviously had no effect on Ling Yi, and it was surprising that he actually had Kenneth's Moon Spirit Essence Liquid.

But that's okay - Emiya Kiritsugu thought to himself. He had already figured out the weakness of the Moon Spirit Marrow, and as long as he attacked against the weakness, he had a high chance of killing Ling Yi. That's right, he didn't care about the restrictions of the gambling contract at all, his only purpose was to kill Ling Yi.

To be honest, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't care much about Alice Field, at least for now, there was no need to worry about her life, because limited to the relationship between the gambling contract and the Holy Grail Container, Ling Yi would never attack her easily.

In this way, as long as Ling Yi is killed here, he will be able to find Alice Phil sooner or later.

It's just a pretense to bet on something, and Emiya Kiritsugu thinks so too.

But he didn't expect Ling Yi to be even more ruthless. I don't care about the outcome of the bet at all.,Thinking that as long as you get rid of Saber, Emiya Kiritsugu will be a toothless hound.,So take advantage of the opportunity to gamble.。

By the time Emiya Kiritsugu realized that it was too late.

Ling Yi not only succeeded, but also found him,

"I lost."

Emiya Kiritsugu's facial muscles tensed, and bitter words came out of his mouth.

With his strength, it was impossible to escape in front of Lancer, and if he had discovered it earlier, it was still possible, but now he was completely defeated.

"It's good, it's easy to talk to smart people. Now pass on Saber's Command Charm to me, and exit the Holy Grail War with Alice Phil. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yi's mouth, and he said directly without beating around the bush.

"What?" If admitting his defeat was a heavy blow to Emiya Kiritsugu, then Ling Yi's words were a surprise to him.

It's easy to hand over the spell, but leave with Alice Phil.

That's a lot of money.

And

"Didn't you already know that Alice Phil was the Holy Grail Vessel? Without her, the Holy Grail would not have come. "Emiya Kiritsugu was extremely calm-headed, and he didn't fall into ecstasy because of Ling Yi's words.

Someone who can defeat himself tactically will really let him live because of kindness?

"Of course, I know the peculiarity of Alice Field, but the choice of container is not specifically limited to anyone, so you just have to agree to my request, and you don't need to worry about the rest." Ling Yi didn't show the slightest hint of surprise, and replied nonchalantly, not wanting to mention this matter at all.

Emiya Kiritsugu also saw it, and glanced at Saber, who was leaning against the wall weakly, she had just finished fighting the King of Conquest, and it was strange that she would not lose against Lancer before she had fully recovered. Now I'm in a state of semi-immobility due to excessive mana consumption.

Ling Yi didn't know why she would leave her alive, obviously she already had such a powerful servant, could it be that she was worried about the Archer of the Tosaka family? It's possible, but it's not something he should be looking into.

Retracting his thoughts, Emiya Kiritsugu replied lightly, "I understand, until the Holy Grail War is over, Alice Phil and I will not come out of the castle. ”

Ling Yi has no opinion on this, the next thing is simple, the handover of the spell is not resisted by the master's will, even if Emiya Kiritsugu wants to resist, it is impossible with Saber's current state.

It is precisely because of this recognition that Emiya Kiritsugu will choose to admit defeat.

"Well, so be it. Alice Phil: I'll get Lancer back. After the spell was handed over, Ling Yi was ready to leave.

"Karna, take Saber and let's go. I'm going to bring the Holy Grail War to an end tonight. ”

Ling Yi's eyes flashed with determination.

It's time to draw the curtain on this war.

Looking at Ling Yi's departing figure, Emiya Kiritsugu sighed and looked out the window at the night.

"I see, Karna? Although I would like to praise the strongest hero in Hindu mythology, this master who can summon him is even more unpredictable. ”

Of course, he just felt it, and the most important thing at the moment should be how to deal with the anger of the old patriarch.

Losing the chance to win the Holy Grail again is another big blow to me.

I wish his old man's body and bones can withstand it.

Even so, there was a hint of a relaxed smile on Emiya Kiritsugu's face.

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War swept across the land, and scenes from what were once mythological times were recreated.

Yan Feng Qili was not in a hurry, and slowly walked out of the uninhabited alley with decisive and light steps.

He moderately relaxes the muscles of his whole body and does not apply excess liliang to any part of the body. On the other hand, the nerves are like a mirror that is quieter and clearer than the surface of an icy lake, reflecting the panorama of the surrounding area. Sharper than hearing, clearer than visual, without any dead ends. Transform yourself into a probe that will immediately detect the slightest movement, and wander in the dark.

Even so, the fact that he was unable to meet the battle in such a perfect state made him feel a subtle sense of disobedience.

He was waiting, waiting for the Holy Grail that the man had promised, when his wish would be granted.

Yan Feng Qili had no doubt about this.

Originally, the word wish had always been far away from him, and he even thought that he did not exist in this world at all.

But the man said it.

The act of seeking without a desire can be called a desire in itself.

So, can the Holy Grail give him a way forward?

For the first time, Yan Feng Qili's heart swelled with feelings similar to longing.

It doesn't hurt to say that it's an expectation, and although I'm on a different position from that person, there's no conflict of purpose.

It's all about making the Holy Grail come sooner.

It is precisely because of this realization that Yan Feng Qili will let that person kill the Assassin easily, and turn the price into the basis of success, this is not a meaningless sacrifice, if only his father could understand this.

Thinking of his father, Yan Fengli was unwilling before he died.

Inexplicably, there is an urge to laugh.

Really, what the hell is weishenme?

Obviously, he strangled his father with his own hands, but he didn't feel the slightest sadness, but felt an incredible relief.

That's why I obey that person.

After all, Yan Feng Qili did feel a different self.

A sense of freshness and curiosity that catches my eyes.

It's like being reborn, but even that person doesn't necessarily understand.

The corners of Yan Fengqili's mouth curled, and he walked towards the mansion full of history on the outside, which was his destination tonight.

It is said that there is a rare magician who lives in it, which is interesting.

(The second more is completed, please collect and recommend!) ）