Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

It was clearly a scorching and bright dark blue flame, but as it swept over, it did not dispel the surrounding darkness, but instead made it appear even deeper.

The overwhelming rain of bullets was like a falling iron-gray sky, or like the countless flying arrows faced by a lone cavalryman charging towards the army.

At a frequency of 6,000 rounds per second, even the roaring sound of the metal was covered up, turning into a shrill soprano-like whistle.

It was simply the sonata of death.

The sound waves and muzzle flash spread in the closed room, not only shaking the atmosphere but also causing the ground to tremble slightly.

At such a close distance, just staying within the church would cause ordinary people to fall into a dizzy state due to the strong tinnitus and trance.

The gate with a heavy history turned directly into flying fragments. The wood chips could not even ignite in the invisible high temperature, and turned into pungent white mist.

But even so, the gunfire showed no sign of stopping.

Still shooting like fireworks.

Only when the empty click of the trigger was heard again did the attacker silently loosen his grip, kick down the partition that had already been unable to bear the weight, and walk out.

She was a nun with short blue hair.

The sky blue eyes match the hair color perfectly.

Moreover, despite such an exotic color, her pretty face has an Oriental beauty that reminds people of the quiet and gentle Yamato Nadeshiko.

She is not too old, but has gotten rid of her youthfulness. Even if she can't play the idol-type role that everyone is chasing after, she still looks so young.

But if it happens in daily life, it should win the favor of many people.

Looking at the smoke and dust in front of her with no one responding and not even a shadow visible, the nun frowned and said something nonsensical.

Mystery doesn't die from gunfire.

In the Type-Moon world, this is entry-level common sense.

After all, Gaia's physical laws are just a thin film fixed on the surface of the planet. When it comes to the universe, it will change or become disordered. For this reason, it is not difficult to understand why the mystery that is closer to the rules itself would be given such arrogant statements.

Although most mortal magi would be seriously injured if faced with attacks such as nuclear bombs or rocket launchers, as individuals, having such abilities is enough to make conventional forces despair.

A leader like Kenneth can remain intact even in a terrorist attack that collapses a building, and even have enough energy to protect those around him.

Therefore, even though he is a magician killer, Kiritsugu Emiya only uses modern weapons as the main means to create an information gap. The real trump card is still the Origin Bullet.

Even magi are like this, let alone Dead Apostles, monsters that are beyond human.

Since the Death Apostles officially appeared during the First Crusade, all they left behind were records of rampage and bloodshed.

You want to hurt the True Ancestor by using a Gatling gun?

Any expert would scoff at this.

As the pinnacle of the blood-sucking species, they can reproduce all the vampire's superior abilities, including breaking themselves into particles and escaping through the dispersion phenomenon.

No, let alone the relevant people, even ordinary people who have some knowledge of fantasy novels will find this ridiculous.

After all, a True Ancestor being killed by a Gatling gun... sounds as ridiculous as a Great Old One being defeated by a fishing boat. It's a plot that could only have been born in the old days when knowledge was not readily available and was limited by restrictive ideas.

With the advancement of science and technology and the liberation of thought, humans have long had a clear understanding of the disaster this monster will bring.

If the other party really exists, there is no need for any special abilities. Just a body that can support this size is enough to cause a catastrophe for civilization.

Similarly, even if we ignore the fact that the supernatural powers brought about by the principle are themselves an accumulation of history and mystery, the characteristics of abandoning human nature have an innate resistance to the creations of human history. In terms of physical quality and regenerative ability alone, firearms are not a threat.

but--

This is also relative.

The biggest flaw of modern weapons is not the weapons themselves, but that they have not kept up with the times.

On this point, the Cathedral Church, which is closely related to real society, has a clear understanding.

Unlike the Magic Association, which appears to be open-minded and has established a modern magic department, but actually thinks that the other party is just a promising future and therefore ignores it, it may be the monotheistic nature of Christianity that is used by Christianity. Just like calling magic a secret to cover up one's mistakes, the church chose to find a different way very early on.

It is indeed a difficult task to make an exorcist weapon retain its performance while having the same characteristics as a firearm.

But with the human body as the foundation and this source of life to support the sanctification, the cost-effectiveness of the modified human being, like a prosthetic body, is much higher.

Although it cannot reach the level of an irreplaceable top-level monster like the Burial Organ, the holy transformation can also allow the owner to cause nuclear missile-level damage to the enemy.

Compared to the magus who has to be admitted on merit, and who has to have prerequisites such as time and talent to become a magus of this level, martial artists like Kotomine Risei who have reached the limits of the human body are not common, but after all, they have a base as support, so they are more than enough to serve as the backbone of the fighting force.

It is precisely because of this that many agents, even without any magical talent, can still complete their tasks efficiently and accurately, and their number is so large that they are almost omnipresent and can participate in all kinds of strange and bizarre world lines.

When it comes to weapon modification, the nun is a leader that makes her colleagues feel ashamed of themselves.

There is no need for any other reason, the name Xier can calm all doubts and disputes.

As the reincarnation of Roja, she was a genius who was able to join the Burial Agency in just a few years. She was revered as an idol by many nuns.

The results of the transformation also show that this worship is not groundless.

——The Seventh Holy Scripture.

This is a conceptual weapon created by the church over thousands of years by hunting rare fantasy species of unicorns and using their horns as keys. It is also a man-made holy relic.

In order to maximize the soul-devouring properties of the unicorn, the church created this weapon based on the classics that deny reincarnation.

Today, after years of sanctification, it is even inhabited by spirits, making it completely comparable to the authentic treasures in the hands of heroes. Therefore, after Xiel joined, this Tiancroya costume became the girl's exclusive weapon.

However, because its original form was only effective against spirits and could only serve as a useless feature for decisive attacks, Hiel personally modified it with the excuse that "the horns are just for decoration, the big shots up there won't understand", and used magic techniques to distort the elf's personality.

The final result was the huge gun in her hand that was as big as a pile driver.

There's no way. Although I was born in the countryside of France, no matter how rural it is, it is still a modern society.

Hier, who grew up in this era and joined the church after an accident, understood that when fighting against the mystery, the shallow performance of modern weapons often has a counterproductive effect.

But she also realized it.

The shallowness lies in their history itself, not the 14.7mm caliber.

Therefore, using her own authority, she luxuriously used the conceptual weapon of the Seventh Holy Code as the basis and the parts of fantasy species as materials to transform it into a weapon with a cyberpunk style.

From armor, chainsaw swords to city-breaking crossbows, they can be freely assembled in various shapes and can perfectly adapt to various needs on the battlefield.

What Xier loves most is the Gatling gun that is added to the first form.

The surface of each gun barrel was engraved with sentences that reincarnate all evil, and as the sacred iron vibrated through its inherent vibrations, thirty-six thousand rounds of the holy words were chanted and fired every second.

Decades of deadly crimes would be reduced to ashes if hit by just one bullet.

Coupled with this deceptive appearance, monsters hiding in the dark often become careless.

If he took the attack without resistance out of arrogance, even a True Ancestor would not be safe and sound - the two ancestors of the Dead Apostles who were conquered by Xiel in just over a decade had already proved this to the girl.

Even if it is impossible to kill them directly, if they all take this blow, they will be forced to stay where they are and repair their severely injured bodies.

"But...something's still wrong..."

Recalling the information he had read before, Xier murmured in a low voice.

Judging from the performance of His Majesty, this major damage came from the mode of Holy Word. The damage to him was not negligible, but it was better than nothing.

...But now, it's too quiet.

Her eyes were fixed on the smoke and dust that was dispersed by the strong wind that continued to rush into the room due to the broken door, not wanting to miss any details.

Facts have also proved that Xier's intuition was not wrong.

"Oh, Your Majesty... In other words, you fired at me knowing my identity?"

The next moment, a teasing voice quietly rang in her ears.

"What--?"

Xier turned around in astonishment and looked at Roland beside him.

The other person's face was wearing a smile that was far more brilliant than in the photo.

But the girl could only feel the fear rising from the bottom of her heart.

——This is natural.

Anyone would feel terrified if they knew the enemy was right next to them without them noticing.

Furthermore, although she is a member of the Burial Bureau, just as heretics and unbelievers are two different things, she has no good feelings towards the Cathedral Church. But as she was born in France, a country with a strong Christian atmosphere, it is difficult for her not to respect the Christian classics and saints.

Having just fired at the other party, the girl naturally felt ashamed and guilty when being questioned like this.

However, before she could distance herself as if facing a formidable enemy, when she felt the fluctuation of the aura behind her, Xiel's expression changed again.

"What?!"

"Damn it! I actually lost to you, an idiot!"

Altluchi's voice suddenly rang out in hatred.

"Only a fool would call others fools! Who told you not to even watch the movie? Life is already a bad movie, but if you don't seize the time to live it, you will naturally end up like this."

This was followed by Elquet's dissatisfied complaints.

Even when being shot at, the two girls were still focused on the previous question-and-answer game, which was undoubtedly very terrifying.

Of course, what really moved Xier was not this relaxed attitude.

Instead, it was at the feet of the True Ancestor sisters who were standing in place, and the yellow bullet looked like it had been rolled over by a steamroller.

Such clear traces clearly proved that they did not create momentum by moving and then walking back to the original place, but they really took the gunfire that was enough to destroy the new Dead Apostles.

From Xier's perspective, apart from the bumpy ground, there was no sign of damage on the ladies' clothes or skin.

If we have to say what the difference is from before, it is probably the magic power that is bursting out like a spurt, as if shackles have been untied.

Even the weight of the atmosphere increased dramatically. Just standing here made people feel as if their entire body was being ravaged, as if the gravity around them had suddenly increased several times.

...The information is false?

According to the plan, there must be a battle between Heiji and Baiji. Even if neither of them died, they must have arrived with injuries.

But now, don’t these two look like they’re injured at all?

This endless, oppressive and heavy atmosphere, like deep-sea mud, is the proof that the two women are in their prime.

It's really weird.

The strange development that was completely off track with the plan made Xier's face turn slightly pale. He looked at Roland in front of him, not knowing what to do.

"Even the entry of Elquite and Eltluqi into the network is clear. This level of intelligence cannot be explained by deduction, right? In addition, you occupied the core stronghold from the beginning. You actually cooperated with the White Wing Duke?"

Seeing the girl looking as if she had seen a ghost, Roland raised his eyebrows.

"It's possible that they attacked me despite knowing the saint's identity. However, considering the miracles I have shown, the church obviously would not take the risk of being condemned by the world by joining forces with vampires to destroy the saint. It can only be the arbitrariness of the Burial Agency."

"Well, this isn't surprising, but I'm a little curious, why are you involved?"

"Your immortality has disappeared, and Elquet's whereabouts have not been a secret recently. You should understand that Roya's death is inextricably linked to me."

Although Hiei, who has not yet entered Misaki because of her intrusion, is still the executioner who longs for revenge, she is quite different from the older sister heroine in his impression who gradually recovered her hidden feelings during the time of lurking and reconciled with the past.

But even if you put aside the filter of inherent impression, her original character is kind and loyal.

This is indeed the case. After hearing this persuasive conclusion, Xier's expression showed obvious shame.

but--

The Seventh Holy Book in her hand was still glowing with the light of being infused with magic power and entering a combat state.

"As you said, Your Majesty Roland, I have no reason to refute this matter itself."

Xiel bit his lips, and a determined light flickered in his sky-blue pupils.

"No matter how you look at it, this action is undoubtedly wrong, but in order to get the right result, some things have to be done even if they carry the guilt."

……interesting.

Roland blinked.

For someone who has the dual identities of a saint and a benefactor, she was still able to act decisively. Even though she was in a confused period where she didn't know what to do now that Roya was dead, the girl's behavior was a little too abnormal.

Humans are not machines that only act according to programs.

Emotions, experiences, obsessions... these inconspicuous factors are the key to decision-making.

Given Xiel's character, theoretically speaking, the girl would agree even if he openly threatened to repay the favor, let alone express his gratitude in a fair and open manner.

After all, apart from revenge which can be regarded as an obsession, in other aspects, like her colleagues in the Burial Agency, Xiel has a lot of selfish motives. But now this statement makes her seem like a partner of justice.

No, it's even a bit like being stamped with a mental stamp.

"Is that so... It's up to you then. However, even if you don't intend to change your position as an enemy of me, can you tell me who persuaded you to participate in this plan? The head of the agency alone would not be enough to make you so determined."

“Ah… that is…”

When this matter was mentioned, Xier's expression became hesitant and embarrassed.

She thought about it, perhaps such a compromise could not overcome the guilt in her heart, so she nodded.

"…It was the third person in the Burial Agency who drew up the plan."

"The third one?"

Roland was really surprised this time. In his memory, the only characters in the Burial Agency were Xier, Father Dawn, and Meilian, and the director Narubalek.

I didn't expect that the person who facilitated this plan would be such an inconspicuous passerby character in the plot.

"What's that guy's name?"

"Kiara."

Xiye paused for a moment before speaking hesitantly.

"Her name is... Kisshoin Kiara." (End of this chapter)