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"Alice, I..."
'Click.'
"Oh dear, I forgot to search you earlier, Morgan. I'm busy, could you please take care of the tail?"
Reaching out, Aozaki Aoko crushed the communicator that Irisviel had secretly taken out, and steered the Mercedes back from the brink of crashing into the road. Looking at the artistically bound Artoria in the back seat, Morgan's heart skipped a beat, his eyes brimming with tears.
"Morgan, what are you doing?!"
When she met those eyes filled with desire and devoid of any innocence, Artoria panicked. The night Mordred was born was still vivid in her mind, and the humiliation she felt was something she would never forget.
"Morgan!! What are you doing? Why did you put your hand in there! This is incredibly disrespectful! Are you trying to humiliate me?!"
"Wait, how could anything be hidden there! I am the King of Britain, and the dignity of a king cannot be insulted!"
......
"Wow~~~"
Realizing that Aoko and Morgan meant no harm, and that Kiritsugu Emiya was still alive, Irisviel, unaware of the cruel reality and believing that Saber was being controlled by special means, displayed her immature nature. Seeing Artoria pinned down by Morgan, Irisviel opened the door to a new world.
"Girls are so close~~"
In a daze, through the rearview mirror, Aozaki Aoko seemed to see lily petals floating on Irisviel's head. In high spirits, Aozaki Aoko stepped on the gas again, and the sports car under her accelerated suddenly. The distracted Irisviel accidentally put her hand into Artoria's collar.
"Sorry, Saber, the car was going too fast, I didn't sit properly... Ah!! Here we go again..."
Irisviel's hand, which she had just withdrawn, 'uncontrollably' pressed against Artoria's flat chest. Finding a suitable spot, Irisviel gave it a subtle squeeze. Meeting Artoria's embarrassed and indignant gaze, Irisviel gave an apologetic look. Before Artoria could even breathe a sigh of relief, the car jolted slightly, and Irisviel once again uncontrollably pressed against her...
Rushing headlong down the road, Aozaki Aoko, in her citrus-scented sports car, sped towards Ryudouji Temple. Meanwhile, in the sewers, Emiya Kiritsugu, realizing Irisviel had been attacked, felt a chill run down his spine. He gasped for breath in the stale air of the sewers, the burning of his hemoglobin bringing him to the brink of suffocation.
'Tear.'
Using his teeth to tear off strips of cloth, and enduring the suffocating feeling from lack of oxygen, Kiritsugu Emiya simply bandaged his bleeding severed arm and struggled to prop himself up.
"I haven't lost yet! My ideals haven't been realized, I haven't wiped the evil from this world! I will make this Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City the last bloodshed for humanity!!"
Supporting himself against the mud-covered pipe wall, Kiritsugu Emiya destroyed all his communication devices and staggered into the darkness ahead.
"Saber's control has been taken away, and Lancer has been staying by Kenneth's side. Who could be the one attacking the castle? Berserker? Rider? Or the Caster who hasn't shown up yet?"
"The castle has fallen. Has Saber actually left the stage? If she has, that's fine. If not, then Kenneth might be the ultimate winner. No way! Those filthy magicians! How can we entrust the future of the world to them! Those guys will only cause war!!"
......
His brain, already sluggish from lack of oxygen, became completely blurred under Kiritsugu Emiya's relentless exploitation. His vision was engulfed by darkness, and his body went limp. The unconscious Kiritsugu Emiya slammed heavily into the gushing sewage.
Chapter 59 Artoria: Guh, just kill me!
'squeak--!!'
After a long, drawn-out braking sound, the overburdened Mercedes 300SL, engulfed in flames, crashed into the gatekeeper's genitals. The gate collapsed, and the Mercedes 300SL's short life came to an end.
'Bang!'
The car's gull-shaped doors slammed shut the moment Aozaki Aoko withdrew her magic. After glancing at the sports car that had spilled its equipment, Aozaki Aoko stretched comfortably.
"Wow!! This is truly a collector's item sports car. I love the power!! I definitely want to get one when I have the money!!"
"vomit--"
Holding onto the empty car door, Morgan, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't stop gagging.
"Qingzi, since you know it's a collectible, you should play it safe. I'm almost... ugh—"
Mocking Morgan as he kept retching, Aozaki Aoko felt no remorse for being the culprit. She lifted the unsteady Morgan up and, in a cheerful mood, kicked open the dilapidated mountain gate and entered Ryudou Temple.
"Um, Saber, it seems we've been forgotten. Should we run away now?"
Without making a sound, Irisviel pulled her hand out of Artoria's clothes and finally regained a bit of seriousness. Frowning, Artoria, who had long since lost track of who was swindling oil, looked thoughtfully at the now empty mountain gate.
"Let's forget about it. I've lost contact with Kiritsugu, and given Morgan's personality, I think she'll find out if we make any moves, or maybe this is part of her scheme."
Under the oppressive presence of Morgan the Demon King, Artoria and Irisviel obediently fed mosquitoes outside the gates of Ryudou Temple...
Mosquito: Brothers, dinner's ready! It's an imported buffet!!
Of course, the above is pure nonsense. It's not mosquito season in Fuyuki City yet. While the two outside the temple gate were overthinking things, inside Ryudou Temple, a smooth mass of mercury appeared before Aozaki Aoko's eyes through the door. Then, the wriggling mercury seemed to gag and vomit out a severed arm.
Noticing the bright Command Seals on the severed arm, Aozaki Aoko, who was prepared, picked up the severed arm with disdain and threw it to Morgan, who looked ashen-faced.
"Here, the goods have been delivered."
"Ugh—cough cough cough cough..."
The completely cold severed arm turned to ashes in a burst of flames, and then the Command Seals that originally belonged to Kiritsugu Emiya suddenly appeared on the back of Morgan's fair hand.
"By the way, where's my sister???"
"Huh??? Yeah, where are your sister and the others?"
Their eyes met, and realizing what was happening, Aozaki Aoko awkwardly scratched the back of her head. Under Morgan's watchful gaze, which seemed to want to kill her, Aozaki Aoko transformed into a blur and darted to the mountain gate. Seeing that Artoria and Irisviel were obediently staying in the car, Aozaki Aoko couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"You're still here? I thought you'd run away. I'm relieved."
Ruthlessly shattering the grand scheme concocted by Artoria and Irisviel, Aozaki Aoko, all smiles, led the two, now ashen-faced, into Ryudouji Temple, one in each hand.
"Hey."
Irisviel and Artoria were roughly thrown onto the bed by Aozaki Aoko. Suddenly realizing what was happening, Artoria looked at Morgan sitting at the head of the bed in disbelief, her pale green eyes instantly filled with unease.
"Morgan, you bastard!! So this was all your conspiracy after all!! Ugh, just kill me!"
Facing Artoria's angry glare, Morgan, having composed himself, raised his right hand and, under Artoria's incredulous gaze, declared loudly:
"In the name of the Command Spell, Saber, from now on you can only call me 'older sister'!!"
"You actually wasted your Command Seals on something like this! You really just wanted to humiliate me! You madman!! Morgan!!"
The Command Seal transformed into red light and surged into Artoria's body, causing her to tremble. Realizing that a single Command Seal was completely ineffective in commanding her sister, who was harder than iron, Morgan raised her right hand once again under Artoria's incredulous gaze.
"Yay! You're a madman!! This is a Command Seal, a treasure that can decide the outcome of a battle!!"
"By the name of the Command Spell, I issue this order once again: Saber, from now on you can only call me 'older sister'!!"
The Command Seals dissolved, and Artoria, commanded by the double Command Seals, bit her lip tightly. Seeing that Artoria could still resist, Morgan's eyes flashed with seriousness, and he raised his right hand again under Artoria's wide eyes.
"Sister... Morgan!! Are you crazy? There are only three Command Seals! Are you trying to trick me...?"
The next second, upon noticing the dense array of Command Seals on Morgan's arm, Artoria froze. Watching Artoria's expression shift from anger to confusion to fear, Morgan, trying to suppress his inner satisfaction, feigned indifference and said:
"Do you know, Lily? All the Command Seals of the losers of the Holy Grail Wars throughout history are in my hands. So what if you can resist one or two? The Command Seals in my hands can completely subjugate your body to me! (They can even give birth to several Mordreds)."
Faced with this cruel reality, the girl named Artoria finally lowered her stubborn head.
"I understand, Mo... Sister, I will cooperate with you in the upcoming Holy Grail War!!"
Gritting her teeth, Artoria squeezed out these words, then closed her eyes and lay down on the bed, looking completely resigned to her fate. Seeing that Artoria had finally been tamed, Morgan, who had been expressionless, breathed a sigh of relief. It was certain that the remaining Command Seals could replenish magic power, but Morgan wasn't sure if they would work on Servants. Fortunately, Artoria hadn't gone too far, otherwise Morgan would have really had to consider getting some computer parts.
Having witnessed Morgan's violence against Artoria, even the somewhat naive Irisviel realized a cruel truth: Kiritsugu Emiya's Command Seals had been stolen!! Aozaki Aoko, who was stuffing a snack into her mouth, noticed Irisviel's unusual behavior and clapped her hands to draw Irisviel's attention.
"Are you worried about that magician killer? Don't worry, that guy got away. I have to say, he's a guy who has hunted down countless magicians; his methods of survival are truly first-rate."
"Kiritsugu..."
With a touch of her fingertip to Irisviel's forehead, Irisviel's voice abruptly stopped. Looking into Irisviel's ruby-like eyes, Aozaki Aoko curled her lip in disdain.
"I really don't know how you fell for that guy. He's a mentally ill man. What gives him the right to decide the fate of everyone in the world? He's a madman living in his paranoia. For his ridiculous dream, he killed his own father, his childhood sweetheart, and his adoptive mother. Do you think he might kill you for his dream?"
Although she constantly argues with Aozaki Touko, Aozaki Aoko is actually extremely concerned about her family and friends. She feels deep disgust for the man who would kill his own family for his obsession.
"You say no? You're willing to show yourself for his ideals? Are all you androids really that simple?"
Through the movement of her lips, Aozaki Aoko understood what Irisviel was trying to say. A hint of pity flashed in her eyes, and Aozaki Aoko said, word by word:
"You have a daughter, right? You said, for his dream, your daughter..."
"Woo!!!"
At that moment, Irisviel's eyes were suddenly filled with terror...
Chapter Sixty: Partners of Justice, Meeting Again
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Tick tock...tick tock...
Cold water droplets hit Kiritsugu Emiya's face, and the excruciating pain that went deep into his bones jolted him back to his senses. Instantly regaining his alertness, Kiritsugu Emiya drew the dagger from his waist and pressed it against the abandoned bridge pier.
Apart from the dripping sound of water, he found nothing else amiss. After confirming that there were no enemies around him, Kiritsugu Emiya checked his physical condition. Then, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his wounds were treated.
Patt...patt...
Footsteps approached from afar. With the dagger in his mouth, Kiritsugu Emiya reached for the pistol tucked into his waistband with his only remaining arm.
"If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't even have a chance to open your eyes. Your wound is infected. Here's some medicine; treat it yourself."
With a calm voice, a figure emerged from the darkness, wearing a red cloak made of holy relics, with white hair swaying in the wind and bronze skin that blended completely into the night.
"Let me introduce myself. I am the Servant Archer. You may call me Nameless."
Drawing his pistol, Kiritsugu Emiya executed a lightning-fast American-style iaido. After the gunshot, Archer vanished from his spot, and the next moment, the black and white swords were held straight to Kiritsugu Emiya's neck.
"I've said it before, if I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't have a chance to open your eyes. Right now, I'm missing a Master, do you understand?"
The chilling touch of the murder weapon pierced his skin and into his soul. Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes flickered as he slowly raised his missing right arm.
"Give me the magic to act, and I will win the Holy Grail for you; Command Seals are useless to me."
Gazing at the Servant before him who bore a striking resemblance to himself in temperament, Kiritsugu Emiya's chapped lips parted slightly, his hoarse voice betraying no change in emotion.
"Your purpose, your desire to obtain the Holy Grail, and... you are not Caster, so who are you?"
"Ah--"
After retrieving the Ganshou and Bakuye swords from Kiritsugu Emiya's neck, Archer turned to look at Fuyuki, who was shrouded in darkness.
"Purpose? Just work. Desire? I have no desire. I'm just an executioner. Who I am, I cannot say. So, shall we form a contract with this Archer of unknown origin?"
His dark eyes began to flicker. Instead of immediately answering Archer's question, Kiritsugu Emiya continued to ask questions.
"Why choose me?"
"Why? I wouldn't have chosen anyone else either. Are you done asking questions? What's your answer?"
Staring at Red Archer with his back to him, Kiritsugu Emiya hesitated, sensing a similar aura emanating from him. A strange sense of familiarity flashed through his mind, but his thirst for the Holy Grail overcame all his doubts. He raised his only remaining left hand, and blue-green magical energy gradually gathered into a whirlwind.
"Announcement..."
The chanting of the contract resounded in his ears, and the rustling of his clothes stopped as Red A turned around. Looking at the man who only existed in his memory, Red A slowly raised his right fist.
"Archer, Nameless, respond to your contract."
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At the foot of Mount Yuanzang, a house was where the magic workshop that Shizi Jieli had prepared in advance finally welcomed its true owner. Stepping into this detached house that had been enhanced by Morgan, Kenneth immediately began to organize the information in his hands. The advantage of being a transmigrator had disappeared, and the days ahead would be the key to whether Kenneth could survive.
According to Kenneth's plan, the final battle will inevitably revolve around Ryudouji Temple. Kenneth's own body is hidden in Ryudouji Temple, and Kiritsugu Emiya will certainly not hide the news of seizing control of Saber. In order to avoid being targeted and killed by other groups, Kenneth can only get as close as possible to Ryudouji Temple where Morgan and Aoko are located for the sake of stability.
Kenneth has certainly drawn a lot of hatred this time, but the gains are also considerable. With Saber, Kenneth now controls three Servants, and with Waver as a tool, he has suddenly become the strongest force in the Holy Grail War.
"A direct assault? We have enough combat power to do that, no, that won't work."
Having rejected his immature ideas, he now sees the Holy Grail War truly beginning. He could win by fighting in groups, but it's unnecessary; the cost would be too high. Kenneth's ultimate goal is to enter and exit the Root. Obtaining the Holy Grail is not difficult; the key is whether he can successfully reach the outer world. Kenneth swears that if the Counter Force can open the gate for him to enter and exit, he will commit suicide on the spot and pass the throne to Waver.
"Let me think. We don't need to worry about Waver; we can start offering incense to Tokiomi Tohsaka in advance; Gilgamesh is a ticking time bomb, dealing with him first might cause the Holy Grail to be prematurely produced; Hassan is a bunch of lunatics, dealing with them would take too much time... So, is the only one we can deal with next the Yangtze River?"
"Lancelot, dealing with his little sun is enough, but the commotion might get out of control. Aoko can't stray too far from Ryudouji Temple. Hmm, this is a bit troublesome..."
While Kenneth was deep in thought, inside Ryudou Temple, Artoria swallowed involuntarily as she looked at the dazzling array of food before her.
"Sister Mo... what are you planning to do now!"
Meeting Artoria's wary gaze, Morgan, determined to first instill obedience in her, pointed to the breakfast on the table, then raised his right arm, covered in Command Seals, in a threatening manner.
"Is this your goal? You're actually forcing me to eat poisoned food, you..."
Seeing that Morgan was about to use the Command Spell, Artoria immediately shut her mouth, sniffing the air, and tears of humiliation slowly spilled from the corners of her mouth.
“I don’t want any left over until I come back.”
With a deliberately cold voice, Morgan glanced at Artoria, whose gaze was wandering, and walked out of the room. Once she sensed that Morgan's presence had completely disappeared, Artoria could no longer maintain her previous seriousness.
"No, this must be a conspiracy! The food is definitely poisoned!! I can't fall for it!!"