I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

'Desperate and dead, this church is definitely not normal! '

As the distance approached, Seleus could feel that the 'despair' was getting stronger and stronger, and there was an aura of déjà vu mixed with the despair, but he couldn't figure out where he met it for a while. of.

Seleus wanted to perceive more information, but Berserker's position limited most of his abilities, and he felt that this level of perception was already his limit.

But these alone are enough to scare Seleus, who has seen various scenes, and one can imagine what kind of darkness is hidden in this church.

Thinking of the tragedy that might happen in this church, Seleus felt a surge of anger rushing straight to his heart, but considering that Illya was still on his shoulders, he did not express this anger, but silently He firmly protected the girl on his body with his left hand.

Gently pushing open the door of the church, everything inside could be seen by Serius.

As expected, the interior of the church is extremely dark. Candles placed around are the only light source here. A large number of seats are neatly placed on both sides of the carpet. On the podium in the deepest part of the church, a priest dressed middle-aged man is praying silently before the cross.

"Welcome, this lady must be the Master of Einzbern participating in the Holy Grail War this time."

With a smirk of a business nature, the black-clothed priest first tidied up the clothes that were a little messy because he knelt down to pray, and then opened his hands, pretending to be enthusiastic and greeted Seleus and the others.

"You are the supervisor of the Holy Grail War." Illya patted Seleus's left hand, and then stepped on the left hand that Seleus was reluctant to let go to stand on the ground.

"It's really rude. As a supervisor, I actually forgot to report my name."

Still with a business-like smirk, the priest in black raised his right hand and slowly pulled up his sleeve.

"My name is Kotomine Kirei. As you can see, I was sent by the Holy Church to manage this Holy Grail War supervisor."

The man named Kotomine Kirei showed his right hand to Illya, on which were engraved a large number of stigmata-like engravings—the unused marks left by the surviving Masters in the Holy Grail Wars of the past. command spell.

In order to realize their wishes, seven heroic spirits from the past and the future who signed a contract with the "world" were summoned by seven magicians selected by the Holy Grail and came to the world.

The heroic spirits are all rare heroes, most of them are rebellious and do whatever they want, and each of them has extremely strong destructive power, ordinary humans have no ability to resist at all.

Most of the magicians are also a bunch of crazy bastards who are crazy about the mention of 'root'.

And those guys who want to let these combinations be lawless are willing to abide by the rules of the ceremony when they compete for the Holy Grail. As a manager, they must have a certain strength and have the hole cards to check and balance these followers and masters.

Kotomine Kirei is the supervisor selected by the Holy Church from among the performers. With strong strength, he can fight the followers head-on without losing the wind for a period of time. The Command Seals in his hand can also check and balance those who want to engage It can be said that he is the best candidate for the supervisor.

"My name is Illyasviel von Einzbern, and I am the master representing Einzbern in this Holy Grail War." Illya smiled gracefully towards her face with a perfect aristocratic smile. The priest in black saluted.

"Now that we've gotten to know each other, then... I'm so sorry."

Kotomine Kirei quietly wanted to get close to Illya while speaking, but Serius simply laid the battle ax in front of him, blocking all his advance space.

"Possess sanity, be able to use Noble Phantasms, and add a lot of attribute corrections brought by Berserker's job promotion. That's right! Judging by this person's appearance, he should have great strength in himself... It seems that Einzbern this time You have drawn a perfect card, do I want to congratulate you in advance on your victory, Miss Elias Fell."

Although Serius clearly expressed his distrust and hostility, Kotomine Kirei did not show any embarrassment on his face, it seemed that he had no other expressions except for that smirk.

"No, let's get straight to the point, Kotomine Kirei-san."

Although there was still a perfect aristocratic smile on his face, Serius could hear Illya's dislike for Kotomine Kirei.

But this is also normal, after all, no one likes to communicate with a guy who always has a fake smile and obviously has bad intentions towards him, although Ilya, who also has a fake smile, seems not qualified to say so.

"In that case, I have no choice but to do as Miss Eliasfield wishes."

As if letting go of some thought, Kotomine Kirei withdrew the smirk on his face, and his expression became unusually indifferent.

"Including Einzbern, that is, the two of you, there are now two Servants. Besides you, there is only Lancer from the Magic Association."

"Plus, do we only have two riders?!" The unexpected situation made Illya frowned, she never imagined that the Great Holy Grail system has been fully activated and now there are still so many Servants. be called.

"In fact, the only ones who came to report to me are the combination of your two teams."

An inexplicable and strange smile suddenly appeared on Kotomine Kirei's face. As far as Illya's feelings were concerned, if she could really choose, she would rather face the supervisor who had been smirking just now.

"After all, the rules of the Holy Grail War require every master to report to the supervisor of the Holy Church after summoning a Servant, but from the beginning to the end, not many participating masters will really abide by this rule."

"Although I have the Command Seals left over from all the previous Holy Grail Wars, I can punish a certain Master by rewarding other Masters to a certain extent, but there is too much risk in transferring the Command Seals. Because as a supervisor, I cannot guarantee that those masters who have been rewarded will continue to abide by the rules."

Kotomine Kirei's words were quite helpless, everyone present could see that, the existence of the rules as a guarantee is not strong enough to persuade those who need to abide by the rules, the embarrassment of the supervisor's situation can be imagined And know.

"So I can only turn a blind eye to some violations that do not have such a bad impact. After all, our first guarantee is to maintain the mystery of 'mystery'. As for the rest..."

Kotomine Kirei spread out his hands towards Illya.

"That is to say..." Illya narrowed her eyes. "Some masters have summoned Servants, but they have been hiding all the time, and those who help the regulators maintain the rules can get command spells as rewards?"

"Actually, I didn't say that, did I?" Kotomine Kirei's expression became more and more strange, as if he had encountered something very gratifying but had to hold back desperately for some reason.

"I'm just providing the necessary information to Einzbern within the scope of my duties. These are all the conclusions that Ms. Ilyasviel has conjectured, so what does it have to do with me?" He picked up a book and put it on the table Kotomine Kirei's mouth rose again.

"Let's go, Berserker." Illya turned and walked outside the church.

"Since there are so many masters who have not summoned servants, then we don't need to stretch our nerves every day and wander around the city stupidly..."

"Wait a minute, Master." Seleus, who had been silent all this time, suddenly called Illya who was about to leave. Those crimson eyes fixed on this body exuding death, despair, and that twisted look. The custodian of the breath of things.

"Mr. Kotomine Kirei, may I have the honor to visit the basement of this luxurious church of yours, by the way..."

Kotomine Kirei suddenly stopped laughing...

"Look at the color of your heart!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Serius raised his battle axe, bursting out with magical power and directly slashing at Kotomine Kirei.

"what----!!!"

There was a sudden scream, but it did not belong to Kotomine Kirei who tried his best to avoid it and saved his life at the cost of half his shoulder.

Serius turned his head in disbelief, only to find a familiar blond figure suddenly appeared beside Illya, holding a strange dagger and viciously stabbing Illya's heart...

No.17 Chapter preparation

In the church a few hours ago, a shadowed man was quietly admiring the masterpiece "The Last Supper" carved on the wall.

"Does God love the world?"

The man stared at the Jesus who was about to die in the painting, and murmured unconsciously.

"Even Jesus, who loves all living beings, could not help but want to kill when he knew that a chaotic person like you was silently reciting his name behind his back."

A voice that tried to calm down but couldn't conceal the excitement in his heart suddenly sounded in this church, which was clearly only a man, and the already gloomy chapel added a creepy and weird atmosphere.

"Isn't that better?" As if he was used to it, the man in the shadow did not show any surprise at the appearance of the voice, and kept his indifferent gaze on the painting in front of him.

"Compared to the same kind of pardon and forgiveness, Lord Shengzi's killing intent towards me is a great gift,"

"Huh~~~?" Accompanied by a long voice that sounded obviously interested, golden spirits suddenly filled the entire chapel, and the intense light instantly dyed the dark space into gold.

"It's rare to hear such rhetoric from the people of the world. Can you tell me the reason?"

The voice came from the golden light that suddenly appeared. Although it was a request, it contained an extremely tough attitude. Just hearing this voice, people can automatically conjure up the image of a proud king in their minds .

The man's originally calm and indifferent expression felt a little surprised when he heard this sentence, but it was not because of the command meaning revealed in the voice, but because in the man's cognition, words like this kind of inquiry would never come from The owner of that voice said it, at least not when confronted with him.

"Would a high-ranking king take the initiative to ask others? This really made me gain insight." The man straightened his clothes, then turned around and looked at the condensing golden light.

"The king is not alone. Naturally, there will be times when he asks others. It's just that ordinary people like you are not worthy of my king."

The golden light condensed into a human form, and a handsome young man with blond hair and red pupils, a slender figure, and a motorcycle suit with black background and white stripes appeared from it.

"And my king is in a good mood today, so I will give you this honor requested by this king." The blond young man sat on a chair beside him, and took a sip of the wine in his hand. "If you will be terrified by this great honor... Kirei, quickly explain your thoughts to this king clearly."

The man named Kirei really wanted to tell this proud young man that he preferred the previous attitude, but considering the moody personality of the person in front of him and the fact that he had already been used to young people's speech for so many years, he still dismissed this idea.

"The Holy Son loves the world so much, and he is willing to bear the sins of all the people in the world. His love is well known." Kirei proclaimed the achievements of the Holy Son Jesus in a praising tone, with a deeply moved admiration on his face.

The blond young man looked at the pretentious priest in front of him with great interest. The young man who knew his nature was already looking forward to his follow-up remarks.

"But if such a loving Son has the intention to kill me, and the god who bears the sins of all people can't tolerate my existence..." The priest's expression became more and more weird, and finally turned into a distorted and weird expression that made people feel uncomfortable. People feel creepy smile. "I can't help feeling happy when I think of destroying that supreme beauty, and thinking that I will use my own blood to blacken that purity!"

"As expected of you, Kirei." The blond young man took a sip of wine, as if to him, the performance of the priest was like a delicious appetizer. "Always brings me joy in this world of ugly and filthy souls."

"After I've finished talking about me, it's time to talk about you." Putting away the weird smile that could scare ordinary people, the priest regained his composure and looked at the blond young man beside him, but most of his eyes were on the blond hair in the young man's hand. On the bottle—that was his fine wine.

Under the influence of the 'former' magic teacher, the priest developed a hobby of searching for fine wine and collecting it.But since meeting the blond young man, the fine wine he hid will often 'disappear'.

The blond young man seemed to have an extremely keen perception of things that could be called treasures. No matter what hidden place the priest hid the wine, the young man could always get the wine and drink it slowly in front of him. Finish.

But he finally looked away, just like the previous attitude, so many years have made the priest used to the situation where the fine wine is taken away by the youth. "Why did you come back to the church so early today? I remember that your current magic power should not need to be replenished."

"And..." The priest noticed that the young man's vertical pupils were more bright red than before, and the fighting spirit contained in them almost turned into flames. "This never-before-seen expression full of excitement and joy, did you encounter... anything to be happy about?"

Considering the ongoing Holy Grail War, the priest felt that there was a high probability that the young man in front of him had found someone he was interested in, or had directly met one of his two friends.

But according to the priest's understanding of the young man, no matter which one he encountered, he would never return to the church with this expression, so he was a little curious.

"How should I put it, this king accidentally discovered a very interesting existence while wandering around." Shaking the wine bottle in his hand, the blond young man spoke with amusement.

"Is there anyone in the small Fuyuki City that interests you?" A trace of surprise flashed across the priest's indifferent face.

"A little girl who clearly knows that she is about to bring great harm to the world." Thinking of the purple-haired girl who was full of confusion, a nasty smile appeared on the face of the blond-haired young man. "This king kindly persuaded her to commit suicide, but found that she still had a little nostalgia for the world in her heart..."

"You mean...the heir of the Matou family?"

"Oh? Kirei, you already know about the existence of that little girl." The corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at the priest in front of him meaningfully. "Knowing such an interesting existence and not telling me, it's really damn."

"I just thought you might not be interested in it." The priest's expression remained flat. "Also, it might not be able to make you so excited just because of this?"

"Didn't you recommend a master who participated in the Holy Grail War to the so-called Magic Association before?" The young man didn't answer the priest's question directly, but looked at him gloatingly.

"That's true." The priest didn't hide it. He knew that his every move was under the young man's control, so concealing it was meaningless except to make him dissatisfied with himself.

"Still planning to seize her Command Seal today, so that I can qualify to participate in the Holy Grail War?" The smile in the young man's eyes grew stronger.

"My plan has never been hidden from you from the beginning to the end, so why did you mention it all of a sudden?" Seeing the young man's cheerful smile, the priest began to feel a little uneasy.

"Let's release a few familiars on the mountainside, before he can use all his strength..." After saying this, the young man drank the wine in the bottle and walked slowly towards the basement of the church past.

"What are you going to do?"

"What else can we do in the basement?" The young man turned his head, and there was an indescribable ferocity on his originally perfect and handsome face. "Naturally to replenish the magic power."

"But..."

"When does this king need you to tell me what to do!" The blond young man squinted his scarlet eyes, showing extreme displeasure in his stern words. "Pay attention to your words and deeds! Kirei."

"This king will only remind you this time for the last time." The blond young man took a deep look at the priest, then stepped into the basement of the church, leaving only the priest who realized what was happening silently standing in the chapel.

"Gilgamesh just finished replenishing his magic power a few days ago, and such a short amount of time is not enough for those 'officials' to recover their strength. '

'And judging by his posture, this replenishment of magic power must at least have the amount that can liberate the final treasure, which means that he is going to consume all the 'offering' in the basement. '

"A servant who can make the King of Heroes so ready, and the 'last' means that the King of Heroes thinks that he is likely to lose..."

Realizing the urgency of the situation, the priest hastily released the familiar, and the target was the location that the hero ** had just reminded.

A crow in the cemetery flapped its wings and flew to the battlefield where the battle was taking place. With the help of the familiar's perspective, the priest saw this battle of servants with vastly different strengths.

'According to the information I had exchanged with Bazzett in advance, the Lancer wearing the blue tights is her Servant, and the Servant who has a huge body and is still crushing Lancer in hand-to-hand combat is most likely to be Berserker. '

"boom!"

The ground was screaming, and the battlefield was full of spider web-like cracks. The confrontation between Lancer and Berserker was like a small meteorite rain.

The destructive force was too great, and the road surface was also blown away by the impact of the collision between the battle ax and the magic gun. Lime and dust were scattered everywhere, covering all the field of vision on the battlefield.

The huge battle ax swung quickly in Berserker's hands, and each attack carried a huge force, forming waves of terrifying hurricanes around the battle ax...

"It's really powerful." The priest, who was peeping in the dark with the help of the familiar, marveled at Berserker's power. "But just these things can't make that person so serious."

The priest is confident that no one in this world is more aware of the power possessed by that blond youth than he is. If there is no powerful treasure or ability to assist, a fighter with superb strength and martial arts will hardly be able to enter the youth's body.

"That Berserker must have other abilities, let me see what kind of ability can make that king stand up to the hero."

Strengthened by the command spell, Lancer cooperated with his master to create a chance to kill Berserker, and the magic spear that reversed karma really surprised the priest.

But what the priest didn't expect was that Lancer's magic spear had already pierced Berserker's heart, but the burly servant didn't seem to have suffered any damage at all, and neatly defeated Lancer who had released a lot of magic power and fell into weakness. ...

"An immortal berserker?" After witnessing the battle between Berserker and Lancer, what impressed the priest the most was Berserker whose heart was pierced but repaired in the blink of an eye.

"It cannot be ruled out that Berserker has other abilities. After all, he can make the arrogant King of Heroes serious from the beginning, and he also bluntly said that he has a high possibility of losing."

The priest no longer cared about Lancer's defeat and his plan to go bankrupt, because Berserker, who had displayed terrifying power, was heading towards the church, and according to the information revealed in the words of the King of Heroes, the two of them are likely to fight here. A life-and-death battle...

"Looking at you, it seems that you have already seen his power." The blond young man, the hero king Gilgamesh, came out from the basement. "How do you feel when you see the brilliance that belongs to him?"

The priest was full of doubts when he saw the hero king whose tone was flat, but his brows revealed a sense of pride and showing off all the time.

"Is that tall and burly warrior one of the two friends in front of you?" The priest carefully considered his words, guessing something about the situation, he was afraid that he might accidentally offend the king in front of him, after all his Many plans rely on this power.

"It seems that even a guy like you can clearly recognize his brilliance." Gilgamesh nodded in satisfaction, acquiescing to the priest's question.

"Since the two of you are very good friends, why didn't you recognize him after learning that he had come to the world, instead, you came to the church to replenish your magic power, as if preparing for a life-and-death struggle."

The behavior of the King of Heroes is full of contradictions. The joy of seeing old friends again is not fake, but the excitement of fighting can’t be fake. The priest doesn’t understand. Since it’s a reunion of old friends, why is it so hard to come up? Divide life and death.