Chapter 54: Preparations in Front of the Hyatt Hotel

On the high building

After Sakutsuki left, Emiya Kiritsugu did not put away his gun, but took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit it skillfully, let the smoke soak into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled.

The white smoke curled and dissipated in the air.

Raising his arm, one of the three Command Seals on the back of his hand dimmed slightly and returned to its original state.

"With the Command Seal, cover the Master Sakutsuki and kill Lancer...completely."

After Berserker retreated, such a strategy was undoubtedly the most reasonable and effective. Even if it could not kill Lancer, it could cause him great injuries in a short period of time.

But in the end... Emiya Kiritsugu gave up.

There is no doubt that Saber, who claims to be a knight, would not agree to such behavior, but as long as he paid another Command Seal, no matter how disobedient the machine was, it would run smoothly like a lubricant.

But by then, what would greet him was Caster's cold spear tip, or Sakutsuki, the ruthless blow of the man who trampled Einzbern under his feet?

"Chivalry... turns out to be such a pedantic thing." The man who had not yet recovered from his injuries sighed softly, "Why can't the Holy Grail also cleanse the memories of the servants?"

And the last sentence that the young man threw down.

[Tell Kiritsugu, although I don't expect him to be grateful, at least tonight, he can move slower, so that I can enjoy the magic competition. ]

The chill of being seen through spread throughout the body, and the cold wind blew in the cold night.

As a killer hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, the most taboo thing is to be seen through.

That Assassin was also, originally led away by his deception, but returned because of the reminder of the Master, almost forcing him into a desperate situation.

... Kotomine Kirei, the man he had been wary of before the war.

He was still targeted by him.

The scorching temperature kept getting closer and closer, almost scalding his lips. Emiya Kiritsugu threw the burnt cigarette butt out and watched the spark go out quietly.

It's not that he's not a warrior, and he doesn't have a sense of honor. Facing Kotomine Kirei and Sakutsuki, what he has is not the joy of meeting a worthy opponent, but fear, a fear of the future.

Can he win the Holy Grail? Can he fulfill his wish?

Is Illya okay? His wife Irisviel...

There was a sharp pain in his heart, but Emiya Kiritsugu didn't even relax his expression. He was silent for a long time, and then he began to put away his gun and made a decision in his heart.

Tonight.

The plan is advanced.

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The vibrant blue fluorescent light crossed the streets of Fuyuki City.

Just at a corner, the wind-like motorcycle stopped briefly, and when it started again, there was a cute girl on the back seat.

Miyu, who took off her formal dress and wore a printed kimono, hugged Sakutsuki's waist, and a satisfied look appeared on her little face.

"Did you see Kiritsugu?" The young man's laughter blew from the front.

Miyu didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

After that, they stopped talking to each other, just quietly enjoying the night breeze.

Just like the past years that they had briefly owned.

After an unknown amount of time, the motorcycle slowly stopped in front of a tall building.

This is the highest building in Fuyuki City at present, and the best place to overlook Fuyuki City - Hyatt Hotel.

Not only is it the highest in altitude, the hardware facilities and software services of Hyatt Hotel are also the best in Fuyuki City. It can be called the first signboard in the hotel industry. It is naturally chosen as the residence and temporary base by the noble "Clock Tower Lord" Kenneth. As early as a month before his arrival, the vassal of the Archibald family had booked the presidential suite on the top 32nd floor, which shows their wealth.

"Here we are."

Sakutsuki got off the car, and even wearing a kimono did not affect his actions. He held Miyu's hand, and the two figures, one big and one small, wearing printed kimonos, raised their eyes and looked forward.

The handsome man with a tear mole at the corner of his eye was already waiting here.

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To be honest, Sir Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald didn't like this hotel, no matter the layout style or the decoration.

In his opinion, the vulgar person who built this suite didn't know what "honor and luxury" meant. It was just a large and inappropriate room with expensive furniture and some luxurious and empty decorations. Kenneth, who was born as a nobleman, was very sensitive to the extravagant luxury that ordinary people pursued. This suite was like this. It had no historical origins and no cultural atmosphere. It was just an ugly pigsty with plagiarized sensibility and gorgeous decorations on the surface.

But that was all in the past.

At least today, he had no intention of lamenting that a noble knight was covered in dust in such a place. Just like what the ancient Eastern country said, 'The mountain is not high, but it is magical if there are immortals. '

No matter how humble the place is, it will become a holy place in the hearts of members of the magic world under the gorgeous performance of the two magicians.

Lancer had been dispatched downstairs in advance to wait for orders. No matter what he did, he only had to make sure that other servants would not get in the way. Although his beloved fiancée volunteered to go downstairs to help Kenneth, such a thing did not require her to add luster. As the lord of the Clock Tower, he, Kenneth El-Melloi Archipelud, would naturally dedicate the glory of victory to the love of his life.

Feeling the feedback from the magic barrier, the blond man known as the "prodigy" in the clock tower showed a cold smile, picked up a test tube with his right hand wearing a white glove, and slowly poured the silver liquid in it onto the ground.

"Fervor, meisanguis. (Boiling, my blood)"

Whispering the spell to start the magic, the seemingly only 100 ml of solution began to expand wildly once it left the test tube, and finally expanded into a silver sphere with a diameter of nearly one meter, and then spread in all directions.

This is Kenneth's trump card and the result he is proud of.

The name of the dress is "Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid", which is a unique combat dress created by Kenneth combining his Feng Shui dual attributes and his best fluid operation magic. The essence of the silver sphere is specially treated mercury, and Kenneth can manipulate the mercury at will and shape it into any shape.

Although he has transformed the entire floor into his magic workshop, it does not mean that he will stay in the center of the workshop and wait for the bad guests to come.

The magic suit he was proud of was the magic weapon for victory in Kenneth's eyes.

"Come on, for the Holy Grail that you and I pursue, let's fight fairly with honor and life as the stakes!"

The arrogant laughter echoed in the room.