After receiving the new spell, Kenneth triumphantly returned to the stronghold, only to see a scene that made his eyes crack.

Riven maintained a thrusting stance, looking at Lancer and the girl in his arms in amazement.

In the battle just now, Dilumudo's twin spears were severed by the giant sword, and he fell into a desperate situation that could not be reversed. Just as Riven was about to kill him in one go, Sora, who had been watching the battle from the side, suddenly rushed over and blocked Lancer.

Although Rui Wen withdrew some of her strength at the last moment, the wind pressure brought by the giant sword still broke the girl's body.

"Sora-sama!" Lancer hugged the dying Sora, her handsome face contorted with grief.

"I'm sorry, Lancer. This is the last time I'll be willful. Sora stroked Dilumudo's face and said, "Don't be sad, it's my own choice." ”

"Why ......" Dilumudo thought of Granny again, and the girl was so oblivious.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I've made a decision for myself...... Sora said with a happy face, "That damn family can't control me anymore......"

"Sora-sama......"

“Lancer...... No, Dilumudo, I love you. ”

In the last one of her life, she finally spoke her heart to him.

"It can't be!"

Hearing this demonic roar, everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came, just in time to see Kenneth's eyes, clouded with jealousy.

"Lancer, you traitor! How dare you do it to my Sora...... How dare you ...... to my Sora."

He raised his right hand and unleashed the last mandatory command of the Master.

"Die!"

Someone was one step ahead of him, though.

Before Kenneth's spell could take effect, Riven had sent a powerful shockwave through Dilumudo and Sora.

Banished Edge!

Lancer gave her a grateful look before disappearing into thin air.

Ray uses spells to take control of the surrounding land, engulfing Sora's corpse. This proud girl still wants to be with Lancer in the end, even if it is in this way.

"Damn, damned, hateful! hateful! damn Servant, just a revenant who has survived by magic, dares to kidnap my Sora...... Unforgivable...... Unforgivable!" Kenneth roared like a rabid dog, even ignoring Reilly and Riven, who could strike him the fatal blow at any moment.

"Let's go, Ruiwen, we don't bother with this shit. ”

Reilly didn't even look at Kenneth and left with Riven. With their pride, they naturally disdain to shoot at this kind of lost dog.

After confirming that the two dangerous figures had left, Maiya Kuyu, who had witnessed everything from a distance, pulled the trigger.

Kenneth's figure was captured by a night vision sight and exposed to a rain of bullets fired from a fully automatic rifle. For this Level 2 disabled person who can't use magic and doesn't have the protection of a Servant, the 5.56mm bullet is an inescapable storm of death. The genius magician of the Achipolud family was thus beaten into a honeycomb by the mechanical gadgets he despised in this way.

“...... Yes...... Who's going to ...... Kill me......"

The process of dying is more unbearable than the pain of death itself. Even if he only had a few seconds to live, Kenneth couldn't take it anymore, and now he just wanted to die quickly.

"That's probably the only thing I can do for you. ”

Emiya Kiritsugu spat out a purple eye, and then blasted Kenneth's head open.

"Emiya, Kiritsuru-"

Saber's eyes burned with rage, and what this man had done was completely beyond the bottom line of what she could tolerate.

"Lancer has already been defeated by Riven, why would you want to kill his Master?!"

Kiritsu was silent, and he was not going to justify his actions. Killing is killing, and no amount of justification can change its essence.

"I have always believed Alice Phil's words, and have never doubted your character. But now, I can't believe that someone like you would have the desire to save the world. Kiritsugu, have you even cheated on your own wife, and what are you pursuing the Holy Grail for?"

Kiritsugu didn't say a word, he looked at Saber like he was looking at a barking wild dog.

Just as Saber was furious and wanted to kill, another voice came from behind her.

"Kiritsugu, I think you have an obligation to explain this time. Even Alice Phil, who completely trusted her husband, questioned this time.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time you've seen my combat techniques, Ellie. Kiritsugu answered his wife's question in a dry voice, a look of shame on his face.

"Now, Kiritsu. Don't tell me, go tell Saber that she needs to talk to you. ”

"No, I don't have much to say to that Servant. It is useless to say anything to such murderers who are immersed in honor. ”

He did not hesitate to utter the insulting words to Saber.

"Don't insult the knight in front of me, brute!"

Even in the face of the knight king with willow eyebrows upside down, Kiritsugu still didn't take her seriously. He looked at Alice Phil and began to speak his thoughts: "Chivalry can't save the world. This has been the case in the past, and it will always be so. Those guys advocate that there is a distinction between good and evil means of killing, and behave as if they are dignified on the battlefield. How many people do you think were blinded by that illusion and ended up bleeding to death?"

"That's not a fantasy! Even on a bloody battlefield, you can't lose your righteousness! Otherwise, the endless flames of war will turn the world into hell again!" replied Saber with awe-inspiring retort.

Kiritsugu scoffed at this.

"You see, this knight thinks that the battlefield is better than hell.

What are you kidding! No matter what era it is, the battlefield is a veritable hell! There is no hope on the battlefield, some are just despair that cannot be escaped! Some are just the sins of victory built on the blood and tears of the losers.

All those who met there could not deny the evil and stupidity of the act of 'war'. As long as people don't repent and don't regard it as the most evil taboo, hell will continue to recur on earth!"

For the first time, Saber sees the unknown side of Kiritsugu Emiya, the man who is on the verge of collapse under the pressure of endless pain and anger, his mournful monologue.

However, no matter how many mountains of corpses and blood the human beings piled up, they did not perceive the truth. For in every age, the fearless heroes have bewildered the eyes with their magnificent legends, and have been unwilling to admit that war itself is evil because of the whimsy of fools. The essence of human beings has never changed since the Stone Age!"

Who is the anger in those eyes directed at?