Tribute to the Demon King

But at this moment, he was already out of anger.

"This is...Caster did it."

Tokiomi muttered, already had the answer in his heart.

This level of familiar... only Caster can summon it.It was a meaningless monster that had no meaning to Servants or magi, and only specialized in massacring civilians.

First he summoned such a horrible and hideous flesh and blood piano, and then he summoned this twisted monster... What kind of pervert is this Caster?

Magic must be used in a concealed way—it is for strictly adhering to this principle that Tohsaka was awarded the position of ley line manager by the Magic Association.The tragedy caused by Caster at this time not only threatened the continuation of the Holy Grail, but also made Tokiomi lose his personal embarrassment.

According to a preliminary estimate, the current number of victims should already have or be close to triple digits.If it is allowed to continue, it will definitely cause an unprecedented tragedy.At that time, it will not only be a matter of face and the survival of the Holy Grail.

Besides...

Tokiomi noticed that the more people it killed, the more dazzling the iridescent seven-color halo in its body became.It may be the crystallization of the magical power cast by Caster, or it may be the conditions for it to activate its real Noble Phantasm, or something like fuel... A Master who is willing to let Servants kill civilians to meet the conditions for the liberation of Noble Phantasms, even exposes the Holy Grail War I also want to fulfill my own wish. Such an unscrupulous and inferior thing without the dignity of the magic way can never be forgiven.

"I see...it's Emiya Kiritsugu, that guy."

A wave of anger permeated in the calm voice, Tokiomi said so assertively.

Sniping, poisoning, dropping bombs in public, shooting down a plane with many passengers—these are all things that freelance assassin who has been specially trained to hunt magicians has done.

If it was him, it would make sense.

Now I must solve this monster as soon as possible.It's the same even if Lancer's hole cards are exposed.

Because this is Tokiomi's duty, and it is also Tokiomi's responsibility——

Tokiomi ordered without hesitation: "Lancer! Get rid of that monster quickly!"

"understood."

The next moment, an unquestionable, calm to indifferent voice came from behind Tokiomi.

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling light that seemed to split the sunset suddenly rose from the balcony of Tohsaka's house and shot straight into the clouds.

As if feeling a great threat, at the same time the huge translucent human figure stopped advancing.

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Ryunosuke squatted on the stool, writing something in a notebook like a fairy tale book.

Having no experience with this novel creative mode, his writing method is to first write the story itself, and then refine it into concise and precise words and short sentences.It's like the process of extracting the thick juice from the medicinal juice.

As if drinking a peerless fine wine, Ryunosuke felt an unspeakable swelling feeling deep in his brain.

In the beginning, the blood on the quill had long been used up, but now the ink flowing from the quill is a dreamlike iridescent color.It shone with the cold light of the medulla, and Ryunosuke couldn't put it down because of the indescribable smoothness when it came into contact with the paper.

It seems to be squeezed from the void, endless.As Ryunosuke's story gradually took shape, the room became more and more terrifying and distorted.

But suddenly, the quill creaked across the paper, and the sharp tip almost punctured the paper.

"Out of ink! Mr. Devil, I suddenly ran out of ink while writing!"

Ryunosuke repeatedly patted the table angrily, making a thumping sound: "I'm so upset! Why is this ink suddenly gone?"

"Don't panic, Ryunosuke. It's just a few reckless people who don't understand art trying to stop us from exploring the path."

Caster, who was standing behind him, lowered his head gently, and reached out to touch the quill.Immediately, the rainbow-colored ink gushed out again, and Ryunosuke shouted excitedly "Oh oh oh", lowered his head again and wrote vigorously.

But behind him, the tall demon looked out the window coldly, and took a step forward to block Ryunosuke, his azure blue eyes lit up with dazzling iridescent light.

It was as gorgeous as the light in a fairy tale, but it was full of coldness that made people tremble.

Beside Caster, the air in the demonic space floated slightly, something was dragged out of fantasy, following Caster's killing intent, moving towards the end of his line of sight at high speed.

There it was - the assassin with binoculars and sniper rifles aimed at it was hiding under the cover of a shipping container.Realizing that Caster found him, he immediately tried to escape.

"It's too late, you idiot."

Using a completely different cold voice when talking with Ryunosuke, the tall demon sneered and stood in front of Ryunosuke without giving an inch.

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Chapter 25 Lizzie Borden Takes the Ax

……what is that?

Looking at the handsome man who was about two meters tall, with a pair of curved horns and the legendary vampire-like fangs, Kiritsugu was slightly taken aback.

Is that... a demon?

But this value is too pitiful... E-rank muscle strength, agility and durability, D-rank magic power and luck, and Ex-rank Noble Phantasm.A Servant who is useless except for a Noble Phantasm might not even be able to defeat an Assassin.

It only took four seconds for Kiritsugu to see the Command Seal on Ryunosuke's hand through the electronic sight.One of the three masters not listed in the data was exposed again.

This is probably Caster.

Kiritsugu was silent, and confirmed it.

It was a surprise to find this group of enemies unexpectedly.For Kiritsugu who was carrying out the assassination mission, Assassin and Caster were enemies that had to be eliminated.

Emiya Kiritsugu was neither a hero nor a samurai, but a killer, a hunter.