Light descended on this small city, and the darkness that originally wrapped the tall buildings has long since disappeared without a trace.

In the abandoned factories on the outskirts, beams of light pass through the dilapidated buildings above and sprinkle on the ground in front of you, forming a pattern of light spots.

The air warmed up, and a gentle breeze began to blow across the earth.

Looking up at the blue sky, which was still so clear, it seemed that God had not included the black misfortune in his vision.

After taking out Kenneth and Lancer, Natsume asks Kuyu Maiya to accompany Saber and Alice Phil back to their new stronghold, while she continues to act.

There's always an intermediary to move the story forward, and the person who acts as that intermediary is undoubtedly yourself.

This is not arrogant, after all, he is also a cog that makes the whole system work.

Squatting on the ground, his body fell back unnaturally, leaning against the wall behind him, exhaling tiredly, and his body relaxed a lot.

In front of his eyes, there were two corpses lying on the ground.

Surprised, Kenneth and Sora, who stared at her eyes without any focus, were still spilling blood from the bullet holes on their bodies, and their torn skin hung in tatters.

When you put your eyes in your mouth, the smell of cigarette butts spreads into your mouth, and some tobacco flavors that you don't like spread in your mouth.

It's not that I owe them, I just think I should do something.

So he got up from where he was and walked over and closed his eyes for them.

The parts they shoot are all vital points, the head and heart, so they are not likely to be in pain. It should have died in an instant.

It's different from the original plot. There is no need for the young knight king who guards the knightly path to decapitate the enemy's head.

After closing their eyes. Natsume walked over and picked up the blood-stained 'self-imposed testimony' that had fallen to the ground, and looked at the words on it, the words glowing with magic seemed worthless at the moment.

This 'self-imposed testimony' is only useful for the real contractor, but the real contractor has 'disappeared', even if it will curse the person who bears the magic mark, but what if the magic mark does not belong to that person?

The magic mark engraved on the back is now gone, and it can be difficult to cast magic, but thanks to this. Natsume is free from the shackles of 'self-coercive testimony' and is able to kill Kenneth on his own without the assistance of Maiya Kuyu.

Looking at this contract document with the parchment scroll as the carrier, including the binding technique, the object of the bondage, the official content of the oath, the conditions for the fulfillment of the oath, and the signature of the pledgee (the bound person), Natsume took one side of each hand and tore it in half.

Taking out the cigarette in his mouth, Natsume turned away.

So you can see why, such an obvious action should be understandable.

Hiding in the shadows of the rubble, the man with his hands in his sleeves walked out laughing.

Black shadows departed from him, like lines used for scanning. Slowly depict except for an old man with a wrinkled face.

His gaze fell on Kenneth and the others at Natsume's feet, as if he liked the bright red blood very much.

I can understand that.

Stretch out your right hand. Makiri's dirty inkstone blocked half of his eyes with the hand of his hand, and his left eye, which was not covered, stared at Natsume.

"The old man's left eye, but I saw the demon, your identity is really interesting, no, it should be abnormal."

"Then what is your gratitude for the Holy Grail War that your three families have been preparing for hundreds of years? Old man. ”

Impressions?

Jian Tong sneered, his old face now full of the excitement of a young man.

In the past, he had put a lot of effort into preparing for the Holy Grail War, but in the end, so much effort was just betrayed by the Holy Grail, which he felt ridiculous, but he felt a long-lost comfort.

People who are silent about the past will always hope for the future, but the future without any change will only make people feel bored.

"The current old man is just interested in the development after the Holy Grail War, and he is almost tired of watching the boring battles all the time, if you can give the old man an interesting performance, it doesn't hurt that little girl to give it to you."

"Should I say thank you? Having tortured an old man of that age, should I do it now? ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, Sakura's kid has only been eroded by the Marking Worm so far, and then absorbed life on the surface of the skin, and there is no big problem elsewhere, your protection is still in place, good boy."

This quote is an obvious irony.

Raising the corners of his mouth, as if provocative, Jian Tong dirty inkstone walked over to this side.

Natsume was thinking about what Kiriki had just said on the other side, and hearing him say this, hadn't Sakura been abused yet?

No, it's true that he was abused, but he hasn't been eroded to all his spirits, in short, it's time to go.

It's ironic that killing someone else to help a small child is fundamentally flawed.

In order to save others, you must give up others, because by giving up others, you can save others, and the principle that there are such two sides in the world is really harsh.

Misfortune and happiness are intertwined, and what will be the final result?

I don't know, I still can't figure it out, even if it changes, it can't be changed, life is like this.

Constantly struggling in the torrent of time, just to grasp a life-saving straw.

Kiriki came over, and he stared at Natsume with the same eyes as if he were observing a laboratory animal.

"So, if you're number zero, who is the person who made you appear?"

"Isn't that clear?"

Natsume pointed to the sky.

"What they are after, what you desire, in order to witness this story, to change this story, it will intervene, and hundreds of years of fighting and chasing may eventually come to naught."

"The old man will not fool with such a simple wine glass, the old man thinks that this is what it will be in the end, and this will be the prelude to giving us eternal life."

"You've lived so long and you still don't want to die?"

That's why young people don't understand it nowadays.

The Kiriki inkstone passed by Natsume's side, intending to leave, but on the way, the other party said-

"Presumably, you will have the same thoughts as the old man, hero."

"Sure enough......"

Natsume looked at the back of the departing Kiriri's dirty inkstone.

Really.

"I can't like such a nasty old man."

Raising the machine gun in his left hand, he pulled the trigger on the dirty inkstone that exposed his back.

Tongues of fire erupted, and bullets rained in from behind, hitting the back of the head and tearing apart the shoulder and arm bones of the left half of his body.

Bright red blood splattered out, his body shook, and the inkstone turned around.

The exposed eyeballs and red flesh fell, and the remaining Kiri-chigan looked at Natsume with his left eye.

"That's right to tell me, little ghost, since you are hostile to the old man, you can try to kill the old man next time."

After saying that, the insect-like inkstone flew into the air and disappeared from view.

"Cut."

Spit out the cigarette in his mouth, Natsume put away his machine gun and walked in the other direction. (To be continued......)