Endless Stories: Beginning with Type Moon

Chapter 164 There is more than one preacher.

Caster's position——in the dark depths of the abandoned factory, blood has already gathered into a small lake.

In the center of the lake was a girl under ten years old who was still interrogating the world until the end of her life, whose body was hung on a cross made of corpses with staring eyes.

Shinji could read from the empty eyes on the girl's slightly tilted face that the other party was interrogating the world at the last moment when he was used to torture and pain——

why?
In addition to the girl who was nailed like Jesus, there are all kinds of "artworks" here, which are "amazing" works drawn with blood and fresh life.

Just ask, what are those magicians doing at the moment?
Shen Er didn't think about this kind of question carefully, after all, it was meaningless, what magicians pursued would never be pursued by himself in his life.

The glory that magicians consider is nothing but worthless things in their hearts.

The values ​​held by magicians cannot be recognized by themselves no matter how much time has passed.

After all, magicians and humans are no longer the same species.

At this moment, Lancer put away the treasure, turned his face away and hid his expression in the shadows, his fists were clenched so tightly that they trembled slightly.

After a long time, Lancer's gnashing of teeth sounded.

"I, Diarmuid Audina, swear by the honor of members of the Fianna Knights that in this Holy Grail War, I will definitely destroy Caster with my own hands! Absolutely!"

"Lan... Lancer... right?"

"Miyato-dono."

"Are these also handed over to you?"

Seemingly understanding the reason for Shen Er's unbearable expression, Lancer nodded lightly and said, "Sorry, Miyato-dono, at most I can only let you know the truth alone. This is... the rule."

"So these children will end up being defined as missing...?"

Shen Er bowed his head and gave a disappointed smile, and then showed a somewhat complicated expression, and continued softly: "Obviously those parents are still waiting for their children, let them return to their parents, even if it is a corpse. Treat it as a missing child." To deal with it may give their parents hope, but let me say, that is the most cruel thing..."

In the news that Shen Er had seen in his previous life, after the child disappeared, the parents searched the country for decades to find the lost child's family property, just because of the possibility that "the child may still be alive or exist in this world".

How many of these children's parents should be like the parents on the news I have seen, spending their entire lives chasing a hope that has no hope at all.

Lancer understands what Shen Er means, hopeless hope is indeed not as good as a real result in a sense, but this is the principle of secrecy in Mo Dao.

……

The flames in the factory were lit by Shen Er himself, and it is better to let the "human" himself clean up these "humans" than to let the magician clean them up.

Looking at Shen Er's slightly decadent back, Lancer didn't see him off, but watched him go, and even felt that the other party needed to be alone for a while.

It wasn't until Shen Er's back completely disappeared that Lancer called out the spear in his hand again, and shouted in a deep voice: "Come out, I have noticed you a long time ago, King of Conquerors!"

"Hahahaha!"

Accompanied by an extraordinarily bold voice, Iskandar's figure also appeared beside him.

"I thought I was the first to touch Caster's hometown. I didn't expect someone to be faster than me... no, faster than my little Master."

Appearing with Rider is Weber, who was hiding behind a pillar just now.

"Again, who is that?" Iskandar looked in the direction Shinji left, "It doesn't look like your Master, Lancer."

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to make a move, Lancer also put away his two guns, and nodded slightly: "Well, that is an ordinary person of this era. In his words, he is a detective who pursues the truth and justice."

"It seems that I have also made good friends in this era, Lancer, hahahaha..."

Rider laughed again, then looked at the burning factory in front of him, and changed the topic: "But having said that, it is also a rare talent to be able to track down Caster's position with ordinary people's means."

"Conquer King!"

"Don't be so angry. I didn't say that I would accept him as a courtier or anything. But it seems that you care about this friend."

At this time, Lancer also praised Shen Er from the bottom of his heart: "Your Excellency, you have a heart of justice that sticks to the truth and sticks to it from beginning to end. Among the people I have met in Diarmuid's life, there is someone who is as good as that Your Excellency." Few are matched by sheer faith."

The emperor nodded at this moment: "So that's how it is. To get such an evaluation from you, Lancer, I think it is also a rare talent with a sincere person."

"Rider...so can we go back?" Student Weber on the side sighed and covered his face a little bit tiredly. He was indeed a bit disappointed. He didn't expect that someone could figure out Caster's position faster than himself, and Just an ordinary detective.

"Don't show such a frustrated expression, you did a good job too, little Master."

Weber, who blushed a little, also showed some embarrassment and turned his face away.

"Again, I'm going to hold a banquet tonight, are you interested, Lancer?"

"Thank you for your invitation, King of Conquerors, but I still have to go back to my lord."

"Alright then, in short, the same sentence, I will fight the one who wins the knight duel between you and Saber!"

"Just wait, King of Conquerors, I, Diarmuid, am also looking forward to that moment!"

……

Tonight, in the original timeline, was originally the night of Rin's great adventure and the night of Kariya's hero saving Ponytail.

However, because Caster, who lost his Master yesterday, did not go hunting and Kariya is not the Master in this timeline, the girl with the twin ponytails and Kariya will stay at home tonight...probably.

Tonight is also the feast of the Three Kings, but Shen Er, who has no interest in it, is too lazy to peep.

What's so good about two machismo men bullying a stupid girl?It's not 3... Ahem!
'My lord, Caster has started hunting again. '

Shinji felt helpless when he heard the news from Zaid, but then he decided to take a risk himself, just like Ryunosuke from the original world line, to "enlighten" Caster.

Although he knew that there was an Assassin outside who had been following him since he entered Caster's camp with Lancer, but Shen Er didn't care too much, he didn't miss all the details, just check it casually.

……

"Ahh~ Lord God, you really are a guy that people can't like..."

On the bench in the park, Shen Er, who was drunk, muttered in a low voice, and it happened that a passing Caster who was just about to go hunting heard Shen Er's muttering and stopped.

At this time, Shen Er is playing the role of an ordinary person who knows the unknown side of the world and is troubled by getting drunk late at night.

"god…"

Looking at this cute and big-eyed man, Shen Er drunkenly drank the wine in the bottle and dropped it on the ground, then pointed at Caster.

"That's right! It's God! That... hateful and selfish guy!"

Hearing the topic he was interested in, Caster also bowed close to Shen Er's chest: "Hello, strange boy, I agree with what you said, that's right! God is a hateful and selfish guy! "

"Hahaha, that's right! It's a wicked bastard who only loves the world but doesn't love humans! By the way, uncle, your outfit is a bit strange, is it cosplay?"

"It doesn't matter, the love you said...God loves this world? What do you mean? God..."

Shen Er opened a bottle of red wine with his teeth again, gulped it down, and then said drunkenly: "Ah! He who loves this world is definitely a human hymn full of courage and hope, and at the same time All kinds of tragedies and despair, hateful, perverted, wicked bastards!"

Hearing this, Caster was completely interested, and an expression of "Tell me more, I want to hear it!" appeared on his face.

……

Looking at Shinji who just drunkenly complained a long time ago and then lay down on the bench and fell asleep, Caster sincerely bowed deeply to the other side against his chest, and then left slowly.

Especially this person's sentence "If he didn't like it, why didn't he rewrite the tragedy? He must really like it! He's just a pervert with a very bad taste!" Caster benefited a lot!

Of course, even a certain Assassin that had been following Shinji didn't notice that the corner of Shenji's mouth facing the back of the bench slightly raised after Caster left.

On the other side, Tohsaka House.

After Assassin's investigation, Kirei also obtained the detailed information of this young man who went to the factory with Lancer during the day.

After carefully reading Shen Er's information and the reasoning analysis that Assassin found from his room, he realized that the other party was just an ordinary detective. After that, I didn't pay any more attention.

Such a person is not as interesting as that Matou Kariya who is not the master.

"Kirei, come to the basement."

Hearing the voice from the loudspeaker, Kirei also hastily replied: "Hi, teacher."

After throwing Shenji's materials into the trash can, Kirei opened the door and went straight to the basement where his teacher was.

Tonight, the feast of the Three Kings.

Tokiomi wanted to use Assassins to sneak attack Rider and his Master. Kirei had just learned about this and started to gather all Assassins.

For Tokiomi, failure or success doesn't matter, the purpose is to control the opponent's combat power.

Sure enough, the Assassin summoned by Kirei actually forced out the strongest Noble Phantasm that the Emperor had never used—the King's Army.

In short, the result was that Kirei, who had just moved for two days, returned to the church to ask for asylum before dawn.

This time is not considered a cover-up, after all, this time, his servants are really gone!
Of course, when he went to the church and returned to the familiar stone room, what he saw was Gilgamesh who had just finished the Three Kings Banquet, as if he was waiting for him...

Missionary, it seems, is about to reach its final stage.

　Get off work, go home and sleep!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)