Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

"Although I don't think I'm the strongest, but since I want to fight side by side, trust and cooperation are the highest priority compared to combat power. Saber is the best job agency with comprehensive evaluation. Rationally, I not only do not resist. , even welcome, but can't you change to a partner who is not so particular about it?"

"...Well, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, it's the belief of knights, the most ideal hero. It would be strange if it didn't reach that level. Letting the King of Knights come as Saber is definitely the ace of the trump cards, grandpa. By handing over this sacred relic to Kiritsugu, I also believe that you can use this power perfectly, don’t you?”

"I'm very honored for this, but unfortunately I'm not the kind of man who rarely tastes failure, so he will be very confident. Come and see Ellie, this war is with all due respect, even if I draw the King of Knights card A good hand doesn't seem to have much advantage."

Attracted by her husband's words, Irisviel closed the long cabinet, walked behind him with a curious expression, wrapped her arms around the neck of her loved one, and turned her eyes to the documents on the computer screen on the table.

Non-handwritten electronic texts were difficult for Alice Phil, who had never been out of town by birth.

Kiritsugu knew this, and he began to relay the general content to his wife.

"You know that I'm investigating the participants in this Holy Grail War. So far, only three masters have been identified, namely Kenneth El-Mello Archipoulud from the Clock Tower, As well as Maris Billy Animusfia from the same organization, Kotomine Kirei, the son of the current supervisor, the original practitioner of the Sanctuary Church."

As he spoke, he called out their photos.

As if remembering something, Irisviel asked:

"El-Mero and Animusfia, these two surnames seem to be from the lineage of the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower?"

"Yes, not only that. These two are also the current reigning monarchs. The former is the number one child prodigy in the Clock Tower. He succeeded the [Ore Division] monarch when he was only in his 20s. He is an expert in spiritualism and alchemy. The author has been in charge of the [Celestial Body Department] for decades, because his family has lived in the mountains for a long time and has little information. They should be good at celestial body movements that are biased toward grand ceremonies. It's too arrogant to speculate on the depth of the super-class magicians in the crown with my half-baked level."

Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, his tone and demeanor were surprisingly serious.

"Lord (monarch)..."

Irisviel also fell silent.

She has never been in contact with magicians outside the castle, and it is difficult to have a clear concept of the strength of the so-called 'monarch'.

But even Kiritsugu felt so troublesome, the other party was by no means an ordinary person.

"Although the main force of the Holy Grail War is not the Master, the monarchs of the Clock Tower are all demonic clans with profound historical background. As their leaders, their wealth and vision are destined that they will not summon ordinary heroic spirits, especially when the two sides know each other that there are monarchs participating in the competition. Under the circumstances, even if it is just for face, they will show full energy, right?"

Kiritsugu continued his analysis.

The clock tower is not monolithic, it is better to say that the fierce internal struggle is not like the atmosphere that a school should have.

Although El-Mello and Animusfia belonged to the noble faction, the more they were like this, the more they could not lose.

It's not just about dignity, it's about profit.

"There is no need to investigate this matter, you can hear the rumors inside the clock tower if you prick up your ears a little, saying that the child prodigy prepared for the battle seriously a few months ago, and the holy relics collected are not fifty or thirty. , but none of them were satisfied. Later, it seemed that he got some information from the [Astronomy Division], and it was not until half a month ago that he died, presumably he found a holy relic that he thought was enough to match or even surpass the [Astronomy Division] monarch."

"But it's not this that bothers me the most, but reports that Maris Billy has summoned a Servant. At London airport three days ago, he was seen next to a brown-skinned, East Asian young man, There is a strange aura around me, I have every reason to suspect that this is the Servant he summoned, but unfortunately I didn't take a photo."

"...East Asians with brown skin seem to be heroes of the Middle East, Egypt, and India."

Irisviel pondered.

"I also speculate on this, but it may be because of some reasons, or the disguised Noble Phantasm cannot easily make an assertion before formal contact, otherwise it will affect the tactical thinking, and any possibility must be taken into account. "

Kiritsugu's eyes flickered with terrifying coldness.

At this time, he is no longer someone's husband, but a soldier.

Work out the quickest path to victory, factoring out all the odds.

Then, get the Holy Grail, and then you will be able to wish...

"Oh, by the way, who is this Kotomine Kirei?"

Looking at Kiritsugu like this, Irisviel reluctantly smiled bitterly, but she couldn't say anything to criticize, so she cleverly changed the subject and pointed to one of the photos with her finger.

It was a man who looked about her age.

Visible to the naked eye with a well-trained physique, short cut hair and a serious expression.

But, is it an illusion?

She always felt that this person's eyes were very empty.

Similar to Kiritsugu sometimes.

"Kotomine Kirei, who is clearly a cleric, but turned to the Magic Association. Three years ago, he joined Tokiomi Tosaka to learn magic. Later, he was confirmed to have a Command Spell and parted ways with his teacher. Although he has dabbled in many fields of magic, the only one worthy of praise is There's nothing special about healing magic, but—"

Kiritsugu paused, staring gloomily at the priest in a photo on the screen.

"This is an enemy no less or even more dangerous than Archibald, Animusfia, and I have a hunch."

Everyone is fine, this person must not be given the Holy Grail.

Otherwise, the Holy Grail will be led in an undesired direction by its wrong way of being.

...that's right.

This man may not be as powerful as the two prominent monarchs.

In their eyes, Kotomine Kirei might just be a slightly capable opponent.

But for him, this is a special enemy.

An enemy that must be stopped and defeated.

(Because it's the weekend, just add one more update _(:з"∠)_)

Chapter 25. The Queen in Silver

In terms of results, Weber Velvette is halfway there.

Not to mention stealing one of the sacred relics that the mentor who despised him had worked so hard to collect, he still managed to reach the corner of the battlefield and lurked in the dark.

Although the ritual array used for the summoning is unbelievably simple, and even the blood of the ritual is taken from poultry, which has led to rumors that are not good for one's reputation, but this is secondary, since it has been recognized by the Holy Grail and given a Command Spell , the call cannot fail.

What's more, there are the most important holy relics in hand.

In the forest in the deep mountain town shrouded in darkness.

Contrary to the popular image of a 19-year-old white European who grew too fast, Webb's slender and short figure walked around the edge of the open space.

Footprints and the blood of poultry in the flask form a magic circle.

He muttered in his mouth, a prayer that seemed like a curse to all things and a blessing to himself.

Feeling that some kind of power swelled with his emotions stirred in the invisible magic circuit in his body, Weber endured the cold and pain, and showed a confident smile unique to young people.

"Success!"

The remaining half will be achieved at this moment.

Although it is with the power of the Great Holy Grail, even the elite mentors who are high in the clock tower have never been able to do things like this.

Webb was moved almost to tears.

Especially when that magnificent, mountain-like figure with an overwhelming sense of presence came into view at the moment when the tyrant who crashed into the real world with the storm light, he not only deepened his yearning for magic, but also had a kind of The shock of the shattering of the three views.

This is the heroic spirit.

No, Servant?

You can understand it just by looking at it.

Heroic Spirit.

follower.

It's not as simple as saying it.That is something that human beings absolutely cannot deal with, a noble thing that surpasses fantasy.

"Boy, are you my Master?"

The almost substantive spirit was pressed head-on in the form of words.

While sighing that the tutor missed a good card, Weber worked hard to maintain the image of the master, took a deep breath, opened his mouth—

……

The top floor of the Hyatt Regency.

It can be said to be the most luxurious room in Fuyuki City, and everywhere shows the vulgar values ​​of money in the eyes of mortals.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no suitable place to stay, Kenneth El-Melloi Archipoulud really didn't want to feel wronged.

However, this kind of aristocratic thought was ruthlessly smashed when it appeared.

The moonlight in the night sky sprinkled from the floor-to-ceiling windows seems to be dyed with a layer of brilliance.

Just being there changes the atmosphere of the space.

Click, click...

The thin golden armor emits a beautiful sound like a jewel.

The white-haired man walked out of the ritual formation.

The sharp eyes swept around and fixed on Kenneth.

"Lancer, Karna. Follow the call, although it is redundant, but out of caution, I would like to ask, are you my Master?"

The cold voice like a clear spring made Kenneth quickly adjust his emotions, and glanced at the charming and beautiful woman beside him who had not recovered from the shock.

He knew why the other party said that.

Because, the person responsible for the supply of magic power is not the one who holds the Command Spell, but is connected to his fiancee Sora.Nazelle.Sophia Li.

Logically this is impossible.

But turning the impossible into a possibility, and even turning it into a fact, is the meaning of genius.

Especially when it is known that a senior of the same rank will also participate in the war, no amount of preparation is too much.

If I really want to say it, the Servant in front of me is also one of them.

"Kenneth Elmelo Archipoulud, this is the name of the Master you will be loyal to next. Show your strength to me who specially summoned you, what we will face next It is a strong enemy who is worthy enough to be worthy of you and me, worthy of all efforts, swear to me Lancer, you will win the Holy Grail for me."

Kenneth's eyes were full of strong power.

From the day he was named a prodigy, there was no possibility of defeat in his life.

Success, glory, cheers—everything is a given.

No joy, no satisfaction.

Just accept it.

but.

In this Holy Grail War, for the first time in his life, he felt that he might lose.