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Chapter 37 The Fourth Night

Einzbern Castle.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was studying the new plan, was attracted by Artoria who suddenly stood up.

"An enemy is coming. It's Lancer... who is emitting magic power in the forest. He probably wants to lure me out."

The emerald-like eyes looked out the window, and at this moment, they met Diarmuid in the forest.

"You go, just leave this place to me." Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette and said, he probably guessed the purpose of the other party's visit.

During the day, I almost sent the monarch away with a sniper rifle, and it was only natural for him to seek revenge.

"Be careful, Master." After finishing speaking, Artoria turned into a spirit and dissipated, and went to the forest to fight.

Emiya Kiritsugu turned his head to look at his wife, telling her to leave the castle first, and go to her after he finished his work.

Under Irisviel's affectionate entrustment, he took out an old-fashioned retro revolver from his arms, stared at it for a while and put it on his waist.

This is the reason why Emiya Kiritsugu dared to face Kenneth directly.

Outside the castle, in the magic mirror forest.

Kenneth walked out of the shadows holding an umbrella, his footsteps in the mud were clear and loud.

He took out the test tube containing mercury from his pocket and threw it on the ground, and said the familiar line.

"Boil, my blood! (Ferver mei sanguis)"

The quicksilver, which was obviously only the size of a test tube, swelled wildly at this moment, becoming a sphere floating beside him.

Looking at the closed castle gate ahead, the mercury form gradually changed into a whip shape and flew away.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the air, the castle gate was forcibly destroyed and shattered into countless pieces.

Whip-shaped quicksilver recovered the sphere and came to Kenneth's side to enter the standby state.

"The ninth generation head of the Archibald family, Kenneth Elmerot, came to visit!"

"Eimiya Kiritsugu, for the Holy Grail that you and I pursue, let's wager fate and honor in a battle!"

Until this morning, Kenneth always thought that the master of the Einzbern family was the artificial human with white hair and red eyes.

But it wasn't until he was almost shot in the head by Emiya Kiritsugu that he realized that the news was true.

The master of the Einzbern family is none other than Emiya Kiritsugu, known as the killer of magicians, and the cyborg is just a pawn pushed to the surface by him.

Using a fake master to attract attention away, and playing assassination routines behind his back, he really deserves to be a magician killer!

"Aren't you going to reply? Then let me find you, a mouse!" Kenneth smiled disdainfully, and the moon spirit marrow liquid turned into countless silky thin threads and spread deep into the castle.

Taking a step forward, the ankle touched the transparent silk thread, triggering the mechanism that had been set up.

The two shotguns hidden in the vase aimed at Kenneth at this moment.

"Hmph, small tricks." A puff of smoke dispersed, and Kenneth, who was firmly protected by the mercury, was unharmed.

According to the news from Tsuki Lingjiu, he started to move towards the room where Emiya Kiritsugu was staying.

Deep in the magic mirror forest.

Artoria revealed her figure under the moonlight, came to the open space in the center, and whispered the invisible sword in her hand.

"Lancer, let us complete the unfinished battle!" Artoria raised her sword in a fighting posture with both hands, and her expression was extremely serious.

On the other hand, Diarmuid did not respond, and silently unwrapped the bandages wrapped around the two guns.

The ability of the Noble Phantasm was completely exposed that night, and without Kenneth to direct, Diarmuid could fight as much as he wanted.

The rain fell on the two of them and wet their clothes, and the rustling of the trees and flowers in the wind made a beautiful background music for this battle.

With the flash of thunder in the sky, the figures of the two disappeared instantly.

When it reappeared, the long spear and the great sword had already been handed over together, and the powerful and fierce offensive was completely for life and death.

Diarmuid knew that he would not be King Arthur's opponent, and the only thing he could do was to use this life to keep her here.

All kinds of deadly marksmanship were displayed one by one. Even though his body was scratched by the sword, Diarmuid still waved the spear with a firm face.

Use the demon-breaking red rose to penetrate the armor, and the destructive yellow rose to leave a wound on Artoria.

"I am amazed by your spirit, and I will do my best to end this battle!" After a blow back, Artoria smiled with satisfaction seeing the open wound on her shoulder.

The cyan magic power radiated from her body. At this moment, the rain couldn't get close to her body at all, and it was shaken away by the incomparably stirring magic power in her body.

Seeing this familiar scene, Diarmuid's panting chest calmed down. It was like this in the first night. After using the magic power, King Arthur easily crushed himself.

"I really want to fight you with the strongest posture!"

Diarmuid closed his eyes and expressed his heartfelt emotion, believing that if he could descend as a Saber, he would be able to have a hearty battle with King Arthur.

Instead of being completely unable to resist after the other party becomes serious like now.

However, Diarmuid did not intend to give up just like that, and he was still burdened with the task assigned by the lord.

"If there is a chance, I promise to fight with you again!"

Feeling the unwillingness in Diarmuid's heart, Artoria made a promise with an extremely serious expression.

Every knight who can carry out chivalry with his life is worthy of his respect!
"Hahahaha, it's a worthwhile trip to get such a promise!" After listening to Artoria's words, the last burden in Diarmuid's heart fell.

With the most genuine emotions in his arms, Diarmuid launched his second attack with a smile on his face.

……

The top of Fuyuki TV Tower.

With severe burns all over his body, Gildrey tremblingly lifted up the azure orb in his hand, and uttered an incomprehensible incantation.

Countless black smoke rose from the sky, and the evil power leaked out continuously, causing black-red lightning.

"Evil dragon, use your scorching dragon breath to smash the conspiracy of God! Let Joan of Arc return to my side!"

Gildre was outputting mana crazily, and the crack in the sky became bigger and bigger, expanding to a size of [-] meters.

The magic power full of negative emotions swept across the entire Fuyuki City at this moment, as if there were countless innocent souls crying here.

The pitch-black dragon horn protruded from the crack, followed by the ferocious dragon head, neck, body, limbs, wings, tail...

"Roar!!!"

The roar mixed with anger was louder than thunder, and all the glass of the building below him was shattered into pieces.

The sleeping people were awakened, and looked out of the window in panic, at the huge figure hanging high in the air.

The wings spread out, and the black and red lightning crackled, completely destroying the buildings under him, forming a flat ruin.

(End of this chapter)