Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

In the Academy City where gunfire was raging, the man in a green suit had a tense expression on his face.

For Zuo Fangzhi, who had stayed in the Roman Orthodox Church for decades, it was something he had longed to do, finally no longer having to tolerate the heretics on the scientific side and being able to openly massacre these pagans in the name of the Right Seat of God.

But unexpectedly, after actually starting the actual combat, he had to face a very realistic problem.

"What about people?"

The street in front of the land on the left seemed extremely messy, with scattered tables and chairs, broken potted plants, and various small objects everywhere.

But thanks to the various disaster prevention drills that Academy City has throughout the year, although it was very chaotic, the residents still entered the shelter under orderly leadership and waited for the war to end.

And when the guards and main combat forces are all out there to meet the enemy, it will naturally appear empty.

But strictly speaking, it's not that no one was encountered in the left area.

In this city filled with darkness, there are always some scum who want to take advantage of the chaos to wreak destruction and vent their desires.

Although he killed those people without mercy, eliminating these guys with sin written all over their faces could not bring him any pleasure. After all, even if he was not there, the Academy City would still deal with these guys severely after coming to its senses.

Even from this perspective, he is actually working for Academy City.

Thinking of this, Zuo Fangzhi looked depressed.

With this expression, his sunken cheeks looked even more terrifying.

As a devout fanatic, unlike the selfish Wind in Front and Water in the Back, the purpose of the Land on the Left is quite orthodox, which is to save all human beings equally.

Of course, since he is a fanatic, his view of equality is naturally different from that of ordinary people.

Compared to Emiya Kiritsugu who abandons the attributes of individual humans and simply compares based on quantity, Zuofangzhi is at the other extreme. He only cares about attributes, not quantity.

That is, human beings other than Roman Orthodox believers are not worthy of being saved.

Regardless of whether they are innocent civilians or not, whether they are young children or the elderly, as long as they are not believers, the Land of the Left will treat them like livestock.

Therefore, rather than seeing those evil people who deserved to die, he would rather see the pagans crying because of their own stupidity.

"Did he hide in the shelter?"

Zuo Fangzhi frowned, narrowed his eyes, and finally shook his head.

"Forget it. There will be plenty of opportunities to execute the heretics later. Let's go to Lanmeng Company first... However, this is clearly a core area, but there are no people left behind——"

Bang!
Just as Zuo Fangzhi was talking to himself, a fierce wind rushed over, causing him to subconsciously hunch his shoulders.

A clanging metal bird descended from the sky, with flashing golden electricity on its body.

"Afei again?"

Seeing this main force that frightened many people with special abilities and blocked the Roman Orthodox troops on the edge of the city, Zuo Fangdi couldn't help but feel a sense of danger.

But to God's Right Seat, that was the extent of the threat that Yafei posed.

Zuo Fangzhi raised his right hand, allowing the wheat flour surrounding him to gather into the shape of a blade.

As he chanted, the blade in the void suddenly rushed forward and rushed straight towards the huge Yafei.

The next moment, this terrifying iron beast was broken into two pieces along with the electric current in its body, and rushed towards the wall with all its momentum.

Incredibly, even though it was an attack that Yafei could cut off with his full magnetic field power, the blade made of wheat flour did not directly smash the wall behind him when it touched it, but instead dissipated into its original shape in the air.

"The mass-produced model can have such power. These heretical creations are indeed not to be underestimated. However, in front of us, the Right Seat of God, they are still useless things that can't even struggle."

Zuo Fangzhi said somewhat boredly. He looked at the wreckage of Yafei, shook his head, and walked straight through the wall in front of him.

Although the regular Right Seat of God cannot use human magic except for angel spells, his spells are much more functional than those of his two colleagues who came with him.

Just as he was about to take the shortest possible straight line to the Blue Dream Company headquarters—

"Ah, you're here, that's great."

The girl's voice, as melodious as a bell, rang out. "I'm so lucky to meet you when I go out. It would be too troublesome to find everyone one by one."

"After all, ants all look the same, even when they are bigger. My activity time is very precious, and I really don't want to waste it on trivial matters like this."

The person on the left froze when he saw a slender girl with a delicate face like a doll standing at the main entrance.

She was wearing an elegant dress like a princess, bathing in the moonlight of the night sky, her long pink hair blooming with lovely beauty.

The charming smile that is always on her face is enough to make anyone intoxicated.

But Zuo Fangzhi had no intention of indulging himself. He looked into the girl's eyes warily.

Those deep red pupils contained a temperament that was completely different from the current expression and atmosphere.

Boundless darkness, icy abyss, arrogant indifference.

Zuo Fangdi could feel that it was not directed at him alone, but was a contempt for all of humanity.

She looks like a human being no matter how you look at her, but I can't feel any of her being human at all.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

In the coldness that almost froze his blood, Zuo Fangzhi took a step back vigilantly.

Although he was extremely confident in one-on-one combat, after seeing the myth of the battle between angels and dragons reenacted, he was not so arrogant as to speak out against the unknown existence.

"I don't need to tell you my name, do I?"

Mana Sakuragi raised the corner of her mouth, her voice was frivolous and charming, but the indifference in her eyes remained unwavering.

"After all, you're about to be cleaned up by me."

The moment he realized that the other party was an enemy, Zuo Fangzhi's instinct prompted him to take action.

Suddenly, a guillotine formed by wheat flour snaked out with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Priorities - wheat flour first, flesh second!"

Light's execution.

This is the only spell that is exclusive to the land on the left.

This is a spell based on the legend that the Son of God was pierced to death on the cross by the Spear of Longinus.

It was after this legend that the Spear of Longinus gained special power against God and the Cross because of this incident.

At that time, it was just a spear used by ordinary people, and it was impossible for it to accomplish the feat of killing the Son of God.

Taking advantage of this fact, and the idea that the hierarchy of humans and angels in the Tree of Life cannot be crossed, the Left Land created its own ritual.

The execution of light that freely switches the concepts of up and down.

Using wheat flour, which represents the flesh of God, and wine, which represents the blood of God, as the medium, two things are selected at a time and placed in the upper and lower positions respectively.

The superior has absolute priority over the inferior.

It doesn’t matter where the girl in front of you comes from or who’s behind her. Since you sense extreme danger, it’s only right to strike first.

As for what the other party is, we can wait until our limbs are cut off and then slowly torture him.

“——Successful!”

A fierce light flashed in Zuo Fangdi's pupils, and his face looked a little ferocious because he was too proud. Even though the attack was right in front of him, Sakura Mana just turned his eyes away lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

This was exactly the situation that Zuo Fangzhi wanted to see, and his eyes widened.

The absolute blade, which had no effect on anything in the world but only overwhelmed the body, successfully slashed towards the girl's delicate neck.

"With such a fragile power, you would be happier if you just wait for the judgment."

Mana Sakuragi raised her slender arms and sneered.

A dull guillotine was hovering in front of her slender white fingers.

She didn't even use any force, and spider-web-like cracks quickly spread across the blade.

Wheat flour fell like rain and soon blended with the trampled dust on the ground.

"What……"

Zuo Fangzhi's face changed drastically. At the end of his uncertain sight was the girl's flawless white fingers. Not to mention any injuries, there wasn't even any sign of being hit.

"How can it be?!"

Although Light's Execution has the disadvantage of having to reset priorities when facing multiple attacks, which may make it unable to take care of itself, but in terms of a single sequence, the order of one's own technique should be invincible!
Just like when he passed through the wall before, because the wall was set under the human body, he could either treat the wall as air and pass through it directly, or destroy it with one punch.

Even Yafei, who was blessed with the power of the magnetic field, was like a thin piece of paper in front of the order of concepts.

The same goes for wheat flour. Once the order is determined, a guillotine made of it can cut even a saint in half if hit.

however--

A rank that was enough to cause the death of the Son of God at the hands of a human, but was overwhelmed by a single finger of Mana Sakuragi.

Was it an illusion, a clone, or did he use teleportation to avoid the attack?
Or maybe, the other person's body is not flesh and blood at all, but a robot made by Academy City?
All kinds of absurd possibilities flashed through Zuo Fangzhi's mind, but were quickly rejected.

No matter what means the other party uses, as long as you further refine the concept, the winner will be you!
"Priority - flying blades are on top, human bodies are on the bottom!"

He waved his hand with a gloomy face, and the wheat flour floating on his body turned into sharp blades that were impenetrable and completely surrounded Sakuraman Mana.

As his arms fell, countless sharp blades shot out, pointing directly at the vital points of the girl.

"Is this some kind of circus act?"

But Mana Sakuragi still didn't move, she walked slowly forward.

Beneath her gorgeous high heels, beautiful crystal flowers splashed like raindrops falling on the ground.

The girl just took light steps, and a thorny crystal forest appeared behind her.

In that eerie purple crystal, there is a luster that is clearer than any gem and more turbid than any darkness.

Pure and chaotic. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that two contradictory things could be such a perfect match.

The pupils of the person on the left shrank, revealing an expression of extreme fear.

He knew that kind of thing.

Rather, it is because he recognized it in the process of abandoning original sin and becoming the Right Seat of God that he made the ambition to save all believers and bring them into the Holy Kingdom, and he has such a fanatical faith that makes his colleagues fear him.

That is the radiance of the soul.

Only the human soul can give birth to qualities that even the great God is willing to redeem.

But now, the soul that should have appeared only in the crisis of doomsday is just a petal to highlight the strength and beauty of the girl in front of him.

"If that's the case, you'll have to wail more beautifully to please me later."

The lovely smile on Mana Sakurami's face did not waver at all, and surrounded by crystal flowers, she took another step forward.

The crisp sound of the heels hitting the ground was like a sequel to the previous rondo.

The next moment, purple thorns pierced Zuo Fangzhi's legs from the inside out, binding him firmly to the ground.

Intense pain followed, and graceful crystal flowers, using the flesh and blood of the land on the left as nutrients, spread at an unstoppable speed and soon covered his entire body.

“Ahhh…it hurts, it hurts so much!”

From his internal organs, muscles, to beneath his skin, the pain that was everywhere instantly overturned Zuo Fangdi's will.

After hearing the echoes coming from within my body and watching it gradually swell and tear beneath my skin, even thinking about this matter became a feeling of despair.

Zuo Fangzhi has realized why his technique has failed.

The essence of his technique is the legend that man killed the Son of God, but even if it is an angel technique, compared with the legend itself, it is just an interesting imitation.

To swap the order of the Son of God with the gun is a miracle that only the One and Only God can accomplish.

Although the execution of light can adjust all things, to be precise, it should be all things under the Son of God.

Facing a truly innocent being, an existence that had surpassed the upper limit of the technique's rank, what he threw out was really just ordinary wheat flour.

"Original person... Queen, please spare me..."

Because his lungs were punctured with holes, Zuo Fangzhi could only make vague sounds to beg for mercy.

On the road to redemption, he was willing to die in any way, but being killed by the original man with a sinful soul was still beyond his acceptance.

But listening to his wailing, Sakuraman Mana's eyes remained extremely cold.

Although the limbs had gradually begun to separate from the torso, the tenacious vitality still made Zuo Fangdi's eyeballs roll.

Even though her death was so tragic, he still couldn't feel any hatred towards Mana Sakuragi.

As a devout believer, there is nothing more glorious than witnessing the existence of mythology.

Of course it was painful to be killed by Eve, but the fact that Eve really existed was enough to make up for everything.

He looked at Mana Sakuragi with satisfied eyes, engraving all of her noble and pure demeanor into his memory that was about to disappear.

That’s right, redeemed human beings should exist in such a holy and spotless manner.

Originally, Zuo Fangzhi thought that he would not have worldly feelings, but now it seems that he just hadn't met that wonderful person.

If he were given another chance, Zuo Fangzhi would definitely give up begging for mercy and choose to pour out all his emotions.

Then, just as he was about to fall into darkness with regret.

Roland suddenly appeared, as if he had come across space, looked at the tragic scene and chuckled softly.

Then, the area on the left almost popped out of the pupils.

——He took Sakurami Mana into his arms without hesitation and touched the girl's round and plump thighs.

Faced with such a sudden attack, Sakuraman Mana, who had been acting politely before, not only did not resist, but instead took the initiative to hug Roland, allowing her soft and plump upper body to rest on the boy's chest.

Those deep red eyes were now filled with crystal clear light.

In such an intimate and ambiguous situation, Roland seemed to have noticed the sad whimpering sound like a bellows beside him. He raised his head in confusion and looked at the place to the left of the crystal flower that was hung like a tattered rag doll.

"Hey...you're not dead yet?" (End of this chapter)