What the hell is this movie theater?

The guardian in red nodded after being silent for a long time, put away his dagger again, and then calmly asked Archer.

"What's your solution?"

"We have to find a way to eliminate the five Servants of the Holy Grail War. After the Great Holy Grail in the Great Hollow in Fuyuki City is filled with the magic power of the five Servants, we must gather the power of the remaining Servants to launch an attack on the Great Holy Grail in the Great Hollow in Fuyuki City— —Destroy the Great Holy Grail as much as possible."

Archer dispersed the generals and Moye in his hands.

"This is also a way to end the Holy Grail War, isn't it?"

"Are you sure this is how things will turn out?"

"I am confident that Saber from this Holy Grail War will join our camp. Gilgamesh, who appears as a Caster, has an ambiguous position, but he is definitely not a servant seeking the tainted Holy Grail."

Archer said clearly.

"In this way, we have gathered the power of at least three servants on our side, and we are confident enough to survive to the end of the Holy Grail War and try to destroy the 'Great Holy Grail' as much as possible - you only need to temporarily suppress your thoughts You want to assassinate the 'key person', wait for things to change, and wait until the situation worsens to the point where you have to 'assassinate someone' to end the Holy Grail War, then it will not be too late for you to do so."

The red-clothed guardian was silent for a long time, and then disappeared in the spirit form before Archer's eyes, leaving only his concise words in the night wind.

"it is good."

Archer finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, jumped up to the roof of a house in three steps, and walked through Fuyuki City in the night, which was very long ago but also very unfamiliar to him, and headed towards Tohsaka House in Miyama Town. Heading towards the mansion.

Although the current situation is still confusing, it is still a good thing to be able to block Emiya Kiritsugu's idea of ​​assassinating the 'key figure'.

Archer rushed back to Tohsaka's mansion and saw Gilgamesh who was playing a game with a controller in front of the sofa in the living room of Tohsaka's mansion - a character that was almost completely different from what he remembered.

But as soon as he entered the living room, he heard Gilgamesh's annoying teasing voice.

"It seems that you successfully dissuaded your father from disrupting my plan, fake."

Archer looked at Gilgamesh who was still playing the game with the controller and was silent for a moment, and then he asked Gilgamesh.

"...How on earth did you know that Emiya Kiritsugu is my father? And how did you know that my father wanted to take action against the Master who holds your Holy Grail tonight?"

"Don't think of me as the me I was when I was younger. I'm a fake. You can tell something obvious just by looking at it. Do you need to do something specifically for it?"

Gilgamesh put down the controller in his hand, stood up and looked at Shirou Emiya with narrowed eyes.

"How does it feel to see your father reach an end that is further away than yours?"

Emiya Shirou fell silent, then looked directly into Gilgamesh's red eyes and said calmly, "If you just want to say these things, please forgive me for not accompanying you."

"Oh, the fake is indeed a fake."

Gilgamesh raised his right hand, and the ancient Clay Tablet of Destiny also appeared in his hand. He just glanced at the Sumerian cuneiform writing on the Clay Tablet of Destiny, and then casually scattered it, symbolizing the ultimate in his hand. The royal destiny tablet.

"Tomorrow the King of Conquerors will break into the Einzbern family's castle on the outskirts of Fuyuki City and send an invitation to the King of Knights to the 'King's Drinking Party' - if you want to do something about this matter, then take advantage of this opportunity. It’s time to do it.”

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"maybe."

Gilgamesh did not refute Emiya Shirou's words, but sat back on the sofa and picked up the controller of the home game console.

"I guess that 'foreigner' can probably see your identity clearly - in this case, how are you going to win over the King of Knights to join your camp? I'm looking forward to it, fake."

"What is your purpose in participating in this Holy Grail War?"

"I just don't want any unclean things in my yard. Does this answer your doubts about the fake?"

"Humph."

Shirou Emiya did not get entangled with Gilgamesh, whose personality did not match his understanding, but simply disappeared into the room in a spiritual form.

Gilgamesh just raised the corners of his mouth, but did not say anything more, and continued to use the controller to play the game created by humans for entertainment in this era.

Even he, the supreme and ancient king, would be amused by the poor creations created by ignorant people - not to mention this 'stars align' in the Holy Grail War.

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At this time, in the magic workshop of Einzbern Castle on the outskirts of Fuyuki City, Irisviel was holding the injured hand of her servant tightly, emitting a glimmer of magic power.

"It still doesn't work... The effect of Lancer's Noble Phantasm still cannot be alleviated."

"After all, it's Diarmuid's Noble Phantasm. It's normal that you can't alleviate the effects of the curse even with magic. Don't worry too much about it, Irisviel."

Irisviel let go of her hand and looked at her servant worriedly.

"...If this is the case, you won't be able to use your Noble Phantasm."

"I just can't use 'Excalibur', the anti-fortress treasure. If I lose 'Excalibur', I won't have any fighting power." Arturia smiled and comforted her master, "The one who cast the curse was Lancer. Magic Spear, I think as long as I defeat Lancer in hand-to-hand combat and make Lancer retire, the curse imposed by the Magic Spear will disappear."

Irisviel hesitated to speak.

Artoria looked at Irisviel and asked seriously, "I will not lose to Diarmuid. Even if he is the glorious figure of the Fiona Knights, then I am also the King Arthur of Great Britain."

"Ah."

Irisviel nodded with mixed emotions.

"There was only one undisguised magic power fluctuation in Fuyuki City tonight. It was probably a brief confrontation between two servants. Other than that, there was no larger-scale magic power fluctuation... It seems that tonight The vast majority of Masters, like us, have chosen to stand still."

Irisviel nodded seriously and said.

"After all, Gilgamesh brought out the 'genuine Holy Grail', and most of the Servants and Masters also want to see what the next direction of the Holy Grail War will be.

Should we unite and find a way to deal with Gilgamesh first, or should we compete with each other for the 'Holy Grail' and let Gilgamesh watch from the other side while we decide the winner and get the 'Holy Grail' and have the power to fight Gilgamesh? After gaining strength, the real winner of the Holy Grail War will be determined..."

"Even so, I'd better keep a little vigil around the castle in case any servant sneaks into the castle with some strange Noble Phantasm."

Artoria stood up and walked towards the door of the magic workshop, leaving Irisviel to look at her leaving back and hesitated several times.

She finally made up her mind, and when Arturia put her hand on the doorknob, she said loudly, "Wait a minute, Saber, I have something very important to tell you."

Arturia turned her body to look at Irisviel, and saw her take a deep breath and reveal her eyes full of determination.

"I actually have a way to heal the injury on your hand."

"what."

Irisviel didn't say anything more, but clasped her hands in front of her, closed her eyes, and quietly peeled off the 'legendary treasure' implanted in her body by the clan leader.

The blue light spots were then stripped out of her body, and under Artoria's calm gaze, they formed something she was destined to miss.

The scabbard of Excalibur - Avalon.

At this moment, Artoria suddenly felt that her fate was so elusive that her lost scabbard appeared in front of her in such a dramatic way.

Irisviel used all the magic she had learned from the clan leader to remove the scabbard from her body. She took a deep breath, but still looked at her servant with determination.

"In order to ensure that I can survive to the end and realize the centuries-old wish of our Einzbern clan, the clan leader perfected the Holy Grail-like technology, and also found your lost scabbard and implanted it into Inside me - now, I return Avalon to you, the true master."

Arturia was silent for a while, and then suddenly smiled with relief at her Master, "Ah, I did receive it."

She didn't do much, she just manifested the Holy Sword of Stars and came to the scabbard suspended in the air, reached out to grab the scabbard, and then inserted the Holy Sword of Stars into the scabbard.

"I will repay you the gift of gratitude for returning the scabbard, Irisviel."

"……Um."

"If your wish is really to fulfill the tragic wish of your Einzbern family and complete the third ritual of the Heavenly Grail, I will offer you victory in this Holy Grail War."

Irisviel bit her lower lip and did not immediately answer her servant's words, while Arturia was also patiently waiting for Irisviel's answer.

It's just that she didn't wait for Irisviel's answer, but instead waited for a 'question' that seemed to have no connection with the answer.

"Then...Saber, is your wish still to use the Holy Grail to return to the 'Day of King Selection'?"

"The universal wishing machine... Maybe I just want to review in my dream the prosperous Great Britain that seems to last forever. I don't know."

25. Pointing and Pointing (2.0)

"Since we were all Liangshan brothers, we have to get together for a while, but as the saying goes, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. Life comes and goes, and it is a common thing in the world."

Under the gaze of the lame boss who was wiping the goblet with a cloth, Su Hong raised a small glass filled with white wine in his hand and said a toast to the young Sakura Tohsaka.

"After this, I hope you will be like a dragon. If you are big, you can soar into the clouds and ride on the mist and soar across the sea. If you are small, you can hide your form. Just wait for the wind and clouds to rise up on the wind and become a dragon or phoenix in this world, soaring in the nine heavens without falling into the blue clouds."

Su Hong drank all the wine in the glass, then smacked his lips, felt the heat rising from his esophagus, burped, and poured himself another glass.

"Although my ability as a timely rain Su Hong is low, I have inherited the fate between you and the Tosaka family. From now on, you will definitely not make the same mistake again in the years to come. You will not have to miss me and other Liangshan heroes. You only need to inherit me well. As long as we wait, A Ke and I feel comforted, and that’s enough.”

Jing Ke immediately stood up and raised the wine glass in his hand, "Brother, that's right!"

"Dry!"

Su Hong pointed out the wine glass in his hand to Jing Ke, and the two of them raised their heads and drank the strong wine in the glass in one gulp, and then exhaled in unison.

"After this drink, there will be three more."

Su Hong filled his small cup with wine again. At this time, his face began to turn rosy due to the strong wine he drank, and his restrained behavior gradually began to let go.

"~Then don't stay, time will pass and there will be no more. The sky you overlook will be hung with more rainbows. I will hold your pride in my heart tightly. In the cold winter, I will recall your gentleness and your happiness. It fills my heart. Sadness is also a tear with a smile. There are countless encounters and endless waiting. If you only have this life, what’s the point of starting over~"

Tohsaka Sakura: "..."

Lame store manager: "..."

Jing Ke feels fine.

Because Jing Ke, who has had drinks with Su Hong many times, has now judged based on his rich judgment that Su Hong is already drunk after drinking these three glasses of high-quality liquor, and is in a state of going crazy after drinking the alcohol, so he has rich knowledge about this. He used his experience to deal with Su Hong who was already drunk.

She immediately hugged Su Hong and said, "Brother, who do you think is most likely to win the Holy Grail War this time?"

What Jing Ke said immediately aroused the fighting spirit of the dog in Su Hong's body, and as a moon-shaped dog and keyboard warrior who had been expelled from the second class and retired long ago, he naturally began to write a lot about it.

"If we look at the combat power of the Servants alone, Gilgamesh the Golden Shining can be said to be an exceptional being in this Holy Grail War. He dominates the entire field, and it is easy to win the Holy Grail War."

"Doesn't that mean that the Holy Grail in Fuyuki City will definitely be captured by Gilgamesh?"

"Hey, that's not right."

Su Hong placed the empty wine glass in his hand in front of Tohsaka Sakura, who was still sighing that 'sure enough it has started again', and then pointed at the empty wine glass.

The young Miss Sakura had no choice but to pick up the bottle of liquor, pour half a glass of wine into the already small cup and then stop pouring any more, hoping that this way Su Hong would drink less liquor.

Su Hong didn't care about such trivial matters, but continued to talk on paper as the keyboard hero Zhao Kuo at the dinner table.

"The so-called Holy Grail War... hiccup, the Holy Grail War. At best, it is just a large-scale magic ritual, and as long as it has anything to do with modern magicians, it means that no matter how grand the original intention of establishing the ritual is, there will be no big trouble at the end of the ritual. Chaos, it’s all smoke rising from the magician’s ancestral tomb.”

Su Hong, who was blushing and thick-necked, immediately began to write something special.

“The magic seals passed down by the magician families in the Xingyue magic world are essentially issues passed down from our ancestors.

Because the ancestors were unable to accomplish the task by their own abilities, the descendants of the family were left to inherit the tasks and accumulated research accumulated by the magicians from generation to generation. Just like Foolish Old Man moving mountains, there are endless generations to come, hoping that one day it can be realized. subject.

Because of this, no matter how good the original intention of the project set by the ancestors is, new magicians will add their new understanding of the project in the inheritance of magic seals from generation to generation, and the final result of the project will still not be what the ancestors expected. The success of the project is still uncertain, not to mention the decline of the family and the disappearance of the magician's bloodline from generation to generation.

In addition, the aristocrats born from the Clock Tower, the largest magician association in the West, have turned academic things like magic into politics itself. It is conceivable that many magician families jointly established How bad is the Holy Grail War for a large magic ritual. "

The lame store manager became interested when he heard this.

Because it is one of the ten officials of the Mountain Court, the 'immortal' left in the world can naturally see that Su Hong does not even have a magic circuit in his body. He looks like a real ordinary person (foreigner), but he has no regard for the Western Clock Tower. There is such understanding.

"Don't you believe that Western magicians can use the method of Yu Old Man to move mountains to achieve tragic wishes?"

"I believe there is an example of Foolish Old Man moving mountains, but I don't believe in magicians." Su Hong immediately picked up the wine glass and drank the liquor in one gulp, then climbed up the pole, "In the infrastructure of Xingyue Dingli technology can do things that are equivalent to magic, so we can use the development of modern technology to look at the first-generation projects passed down by magicians in magic seals."

"Please tell me."

"The rapid development of today's science and technology is inseparable from the word 'theoretical open source' itself. Only each country has developed its own confidential 'ultra-cutting edge technology' on the basis of 'open source', and the Clock Tower serves as a common university for magicians. , but there are various patents, factions, and clan politics, not to mention the so-called 'sealed designation' of the Clock Tower.

This ancient system of clan politics has determined that the magicians in the Clock Tower only gather together for the sake of profit and seem to be inseparable. They cannot work together for the same topic at all, and can only fight alone passed down from generation to generation.

Even if I take the Holy Grail War as an example, the three royal families in Fuyuki City worked together to create a large-scale magic ceremony for the Holy Grail War, and even united with the Holy Church to organize the Holy Grail War. In the end, they still had their own agendas and wanted to bring the Holy Grail War to its final conclusion. Keep the results as your own? "

"That's right. This is the shortcoming of the Clock Tower and the foundation of Western magic."

The lame store manager just put the clean goblet on the table next to him, not wanting to say anything more on this issue.

This is the complete difference between the foundation of Western magic and the foundation of Eastern magic.

The foundation of Western magic seems to be a whole, but the foundation of Western magic is based on 'spiritual veins' and 'land'. Western magic is practiced on the land of the West and Western magic is practiced on the land of the East. There are two completely different things. Effect.

The foundation of Eastern magic is not rooted in 'land' and 'spiritual veins', but a shared foundation based on 'thoughts' and 'doctrine', which means that all the foundations of magic are stored in the foundation of thought. Subjects and research materials for Eastern magicians.

If one of the Eastern magicians takes the lead and decides to lead the Eastern magicians to study a certain magic topic, the Eastern magicians can work together to study the same magic topic.

Therefore, the magic of the East will not be weakened much if it travels on the land of the West.

The foundation of Western magic seems to be a systematic magic whole, but the core topics of each sect are passed on to future generations with magic imprints, which is equivalent to splitting the 'whole' into 'countless sub-bodies', which are only superficially coherent and mysteriously separate.

Su Hong's paper talk did not stop because of the lame store manager's withdrawal. Instead, he picked up the bottle of liquor and drank it down by the ton. Then he stood there like a fool and burped like a fool before casting a spell. Then he smashed the bottle on the wine table and continued to spray everywhere with full force.

"Because of this, the 'universal wishing machine' that can grant wishes in the Holy Grail War is just a nice-sounding bait at best.