allendalepharm Chapter 115 Kiritsugu's Scheme
Chapter 115 Kiritsugu's Scheme
At the end of the corridor, Kiritsugu Emiya stood like a shadow blending into the wall, his breathing reduced to a minimum.
His icy gaze pierced through the obstacles in front of him, fixing fixedly on the back of Kenneth's neck.
His finger was already on the trigger of the submachine gun, and even the "Origin Bullet" inside his body, which was specifically designed to deal with magicians, was throbbing with pain.
"Kill him."
The Magician Killer's intuition was screaming wildly in his mind. Although Kenneth was the monarch of the Clock Tower, he was currently in an extremely arrogant state of mind.
If we can blow his head off here, we can immediately take control of Lancer, or at least eliminate a tough opponent.
However, Kiritsugu's gaze slowly shifted downwards, landing on the pool of liquid metal at Kenneth's feet, which seemed to possess a life of its own.
That's Kenneth's ultimate magical costume.
Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid.
It possesses extremely high precision in automatic target acquisition and absolute defense capabilities.
Kiritsugu rapidly deduced in his mind:
If the gun is fired now, the Moon Spirit Essence Fluid will most likely form a metal barrier within a fraction of a second to stop the bullet.
If the first strike misses, the battle-hardened Lancer will pierce his heart with his spear in half a second.
The success rate is less than 30%... that's too low.
Kiritsugu released the trigger, took a deep breath of the blood-stained air, and tapped the communicator lightly on the radio channel.
"Click."
A very faint crackling sound rang in Irisviel's earpiece; this was Kiritsugu's signal, meaning:
"Keep him calm."
As Kiritsugu's perfect partner and Master, Irisviel immediately understood.
She gracefully straightened her back slightly, adopting the air of Eindzbern, and looked directly at the arrogant Kenneth.
"Lord El-Melloi, your proposal..."
"Boom!!!"
Before Irisviel could finish speaking, a sudden and violent clap of thunder roared outside the window!
A blinding flash of lightning instantly illuminated the dilapidated corridor.
Accompanied by the mooing of the divine ox and the rumbling of wheels crushing the void, a huge ancient chariot, accompanied by a gale, came to a violent halt in mid-air outside the corridor.
"Oh! It seems I haven't arrived too late after all!"
The thunderous laughter of Iskandar, the Conqueror, pierced through the thunder.
He stood on the chariot with his arms crossed, his huge head peering out of the broken window, scanning the crowd in the corridor.
"I sensed Saber and Lancer's magic power over there in the woods just now, and I thought you two were fighting here."
But now, the atmosphere seems surprisingly peaceful.
However, the atmosphere in the corridor instantly plummeted to freezing point due to the arrival of this tank.
Emiya Kiritsugu, hidden in the shadows, slightly contracted his pupils.
"Rider... The situation is too complicated right now."
The two monsters from the Tohsaka family were like a mountain, and Assassin lurked in the shadows like a venomous snake, watching them intently.
Now, we have this Conqueror King who wields divinely crafted weapons…”
Kiritsugu Emiya's mind raced as he reconsidered his strategy.
In the current Holy Grail War, the Tohsaka faction's strength has swelled to the point where it must be prioritized for elimination.
Since Kenneth has come to us of his own accord, we might as well go with the flow and form this alliance!
Let Kenneth act as bait, and let Lancer and Saber restrain Arthur and Gilgamesh.
Once the Tohsaka family is nearly exhausted, he will wipe out this group of arrogant magicians from behind!
Having figured this out, Kiritsugu's murderous intent completely subsided and disappeared into the darkness.
Meanwhile, the focus in the corridor has shifted.
Kenneth's originally arrogant face curled into a cold, extremely sarcastic, and murderous sneer as he glanced at the trembling, thin figure in the corner of the chariot.
"Before, due to the chaos of the battle at the docks, all sorts of unruly stray dogs were biting people everywhere, which prevented me from finding an opportunity to settle this score with you in person."
Kenneth gripped his magic wand, glaring at Webber through gritted teeth, his voice filled with undisguised contempt and malice:
"I never expected that you, this despicable rat who stole the sacred relic, would not only not hide in the sewers like an insect and eke out a living, but would actually dare to swagger in front of me?"
"Weber Velvet, you stupid student who's not even third-rate, you're a disgrace to the Clock Tower!"
Upon hearing Kenneth's familiar, biting curses, Weber shuddered and instinctively tried to shrink into the corner of the chariot.
He was terrified of Kenneth; it was a psychological trauma stemming from the suppression and ridicule he suffered at the Magic Association.
"Huh? You're that... lecturer from Weber's?"
Upon hearing this, Iskandar glanced at Kenneth with interest.
"Shut up, you lowly familiar." Kenneth looked coldly at Iskandar, the Moon Spirit Essence beside him raising its head like a venomous snake.
"Once I've settled matters concerning the alliance, I will personally clean house and dismantle this thief's magic loopholes one by one..."
"Bang!"
A muffled thud interrupted Kenneth's threat.
Iskandar stretched out his large hand and patted Webber on the shoulder.
Then he forcefully pulled the boy, who was almost trembling with fear, to his side and made him straighten his back.
"Hey, magician, I don't care about your Clock Tower rules, but in my eyes, your eyes are more clouded than a blind man's!"
The Conqueror looked down at Kenneth from his high vantage point.
The terrifying aura of the Overlord was released with a roar, forcing the Moon Spirit Essence next to Kenneth to automatically form a defensive barrier.
"This kid is definitely a crybaby, and his skills aren't much better, but..."
Iskandar declared to the entire audience with utmost pride:
"He is the Master who dares to ride in the same chariot as me, dares to face the King of Gold and the King of Knights, and rides alongside me on this battlefield!"
His courage and magnanimity are a million times more dazzling than yours, a fellow who only dares to spout nonsense from behind a shell of mercury!
"you……!"
Kenneth's face turned ashen; his pride as a noble monarch almost made him order Lancer to launch an attack.
But in this narrow terrain, facing Rider with his chariot, and with Saber of unclear allegiance beside him, reason forced him to suppress his anger.
"Don't be afraid, boy. As long as you are still my master, even if a god descends from heaven, I will protect you!"
Iskandar laughed and ruffled Webber's hair.
Weber stared blankly at the tall figure blocking his way, and finally, tears welled up in his eyes and spilled out.
But this time he did not back down. Instead, he wiped away his tears and, for the first time, gritted his teeth and stood up straight in front of Kenneth.
Iskandar was somewhat disappointed to see that Kenneth had no intention of making a move, and that Saber and Lancer had put away their weapons.
He pulled on the reins, and the divine bull let out a deafening roar.
"Since the fight is off, I'll head back to sleep! Saber, and Lancer, I look forward to our reunion on the real battlefield!"
Accompanied by dazzling lightning, the Kamui Wheel soared into the air and quickly disappeared into the night of Fuyuki City.
Only after the thunder had completely faded away did the tense and oppressive atmosphere in the corridor begin to dissipate.
Irisviel took a deep breath and, following Kiritsugu's instructions, turned her gaze back to Kenneth, whose face was grim.
"The Lord of El-Melloi"
This stunningly beautiful woman with white hair and red eyes spoke in a calm yet firm tone:
"In order to deal with the irrational threat posed by the Tohsaka family, Einzbern is willing to accept your alliance proposal."