Chapter 30: Kenneth's Fall
The giant sea devil is engulfed by a dazzling laser, and Sora watches it all from the roof of the new capital center building.
Under the cover of night and fog, it is difficult to see things clearly with the naked eye, let alone from such a distance. Sora didn't have a demon on her hand for this occasion, so she could only nervously gaze at the sight of the monster jerking off across the riverbank.
Regardless, the battle is over, and the spell in his hand has not disappeared, which means that Lancer has won the battle.
"It's wonderful......"
Sora breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't really need Lancer to be invincible, she just wanted him to come back safe and sound every day.
If it weren't for the wind around her, Sola might have noticed the approaching attacker sooner. Her attention was all on the battlefield in the distance, and her vigilance around her was relaxed.
The crisp sound of metal clashing came from behind, and Sora turned around in amazement to see Rui Wen holding the giant sword in her hand, and Maiya Kuyu who was holding her hand.
"It's you?!" Sola took two steps back in horror, not even thinking to call Lancer back with the Command Charm. As a pampered eldest lady, not to mention combat training, no one has even taught her the basic knowledge of self-protection.
Rui Wen let go of Kuyu Maiya and said to Sora, "Don't worry, I won't kill you here." When Lancer returns, I'll duel him again. β
Maiya, who regained her freedom, left the building without saying a word. After evacuating to safety, she took out her cell phone and called Kiritsugu.
"How's it going, Maiya?"
"The woman named Sora was taken away by Riven, and she seemed ready to duel Lancer tonight. β
β...... I see, this is also something that can't be helped, you can withdraw it first. β
"Understood. β
After explaining things clearly in the most concise words, Maiya hung up the phone.
The artificial ribs transplanted for her by Alice Phil had not yet fully fused with the divine body, and sometimes there was a rejection reaction, which caused a dull ache, but this was no longer an obstacle to daily activities.
Kuyu Maiya had planned to cut off Sora's right hand engraved with the spell, then capture it alive, ask her where Kenneth was hiding, and then wipe out the two together.
However, Riven's appearance disrupted all plans. In the face of Servant, Maiya had no chance of winning, so she decisively chose to retreat.
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It was a tiring night for Yan Fenglizheng.
He was already the overseer of the Holy Grail War for the second time, but he never imagined that such a difficult situation would arise.
The series of problems caused by Caster were so repercussive that the two sworn enemies, the Templar Church and the Magicians' Guild, had to band together to clean up the pieces.
The anomaly that occurred in the Miengawa River was attributed to a chemical reaction caused by industrial wastewater. The government's propaganda vehicle has repeatedly appealed to the masses to send people who are "hallucinating" to the hospital to avoid being harmed by toxic gases. The nearby hospital has been filled with magicians and surrogate practitioners who have mastered hypnotic techniques, ready to make those people forget what happened tonight.
Thankfully, the Fourth Holy Grail War took place in 1990, not 2012 when Reilly traveled. Otherwise, videos of monsters, UFOs, and fighter jets dancing together can now be seen on major websites.
However, this does not mean that Reilly has traveled to the Earth of the past.
In fact, Reilly once took Sakura to China and finally decided that this world was not his hometown, although it was also called Earth.
By the time the constant phone calls ended, it was already late at night. Father Lizheng didn't care about taking a break, and there were guests waiting for him outside.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. It's been a bit busy tonight. β
"That can't be helped, you're in a hurry. β
With a "squeak", "squeak" sound, Kenneth, rocking his wheelchair, slipped out of the darkness.
If the people of the clock tower were to see this extremely emaciated man, they would find it hard to believe that this cripple, who could not even stand and walk, was a famous genius of the past.
However, his eyes still contain strong willpower, showing the paranoid nature of the magician.
Kenneth was traumatized enough to break down, but he hired a puppeteer living in Japan through his connections in the Achipolud family. With the help of the other party, Kenneth finally regained the right to use his hands. And, of course, he paid a staggering amount of thanks.
"Your Excellency, what kind of judgment do you make about my application?"
Despite a courteous smile on his face, Kenneth's voice contained a hint of intimidation. When the drug addicts were about to be cut off, they probably asked for drugs in this way. Father Lizheng stared intently at the once genius magician, his face full of paranoia and madness that could not be concealed.
Things have developed to this point, and it is definitely not what Lizheng wants to see. However, he had made a public promise in front of many magicians that the priest would have to honor his promises, even for the sake of the face of the Templar Church.
β...... Indeed, Lancer played an important role in the fight against Caster, as confirmed by the Overseer's report. β
"So, I'm really eligible for a spell?"
"That being said......"
Father Risho frowned, glancing at Kenneth as if in disbelief.
"Of course, as promised, the Lancer Master must be rewarded accordingly...... But Mr. Kenneth, can I see you as a Master?"
Kenneth's eyes flashed with a sharp glint before he returned to his gentlemanly demeanor.
"Regarding the contract with Lancer, I have taken a shared approach with my fiancΓ©e, Sora. I have absolutely no intention of pretending to be a Master, Sora and I are both a Master. β
"But now, isn't the supply of mana and the management of the spell all handled by Miss Sola alone?"
Kenneth gritted his teeth and said, "For strategic reasons, I'll leave the Command Spell to Sola for safekeeping. However, the control of the contract is still in my hands. If you are in doubt, you can ask Lancer directly. Most importantly, I was the only one who signed the application to the church. β
Father Rimasa sighed. There was no point in nitpicking on this, and the problem he had was the unexpected state of affairs that he had to assign the spell to a master other than Shi Chen. Even if he finds an excuse to shirk now and doesn't give the curse to Kenneth, the other party can ask his fiancΓ©e Sora to ask for it. For Fr. Lizheng, the result was the same.
β...... Well, I admit your qualifications as a Master. Excellency Kenneth, please reach out. β
Rimasa skillfully draws a secret trace on Kenneth's outstretched right hand, transferring a spell to Kenneth. There wasn't even any pain and the whole process was over in a few minutes.
"Then, please continue the glorious war as a Master. β
"Of course. β
Kenneth smiled and nodded, then pulled out the pistol hidden in the wheelchair seat and aimed it at the priest who had already turned around.
The silence of the church was shattered by the sound of dry gunfire.
Kenneth looked no longer at the fallen old priest, and he gazed with fascination at the stigmata carved into the back of his hand.
So far, there is only one...... Compared to competitors who have maintained the spell without any loss, they are already at a disadvantage. However, now that Father Risho is dead, it is impossible for them to receive additional spells.
The killing of the Overseer would certainly cause a stir, but one has the impression that the only magician who likes to use guns is the mouse hired by Einzbellen, and no one will suspect himself.
Kenneth couldn't suppress the laughter that welled up in his throat. He was immersed in the ecstasy of being qualified for the Master again. Even if he assassinated the Overseer with the means he had always disdained, Kenneth was not ashamed. For the proud magician of the past, this was simply unthinkable.