While Roland was stunned, Emiya Kiritsugu opened the door, quickly took off his windbreaker, wrapped the grenade with the ring off, and threw it into the air.
Roland's eyes paused for a moment and he took a few steps back. In an instant, Killer Queen had a stone in her hand and was ready to hit the grenade in the air.
At close range, with his stand-in attributes, he can hit wherever he wants.
Then, the bomb's trigger was quickly pressed.
The grenade that was detonated in advance caused horrific damage in the small room, but this was exactly what Emiya Kiritsugu wanted.
Hiding behind the door on the other side, he held tightly the weapon he had just taken out from his windbreaker.
It was a rather simple-looking firearm made of walnut wood, resembling a gunpowder gun from the late Middle Ages.
This firearm is essentially a single-shot rifle with only one round of ammunition. In order to maximize the power of this firearm, Emiya Kiritsugu also modified it so that it can withstand the ammunition of a sniper rifle. , this kind of powerful firepower fully demonstrates the effectiveness of killing with one strike.
Ordinary physical defense is unable to resist this kind of firearm, and when the opponent increases the output of magic power and uses all his magic to defend, it is exactly what Emiya Kiritsugu wants.
Because the reason why this gun became Emiya Kiritsugu's trump card was never the gun itself, but the bullets.
Origin, it is something engraved deep in a person that determines the foundation of existence.
The origin is not only possessed by magicians, but is the directionality that all beings are born with, including ordinary people. The origin of awakening is also the easiest way for ordinary people to obtain superpowers, but even without awakening, in terms of personality and direction, ordinary people will The qualities associated with it arise unconsciously.
For example, Emiya Shirou's origin is a sword. Although he is not good at ordinary magic, he can show the inherent barrier of unlimited swordsmanship.
Although Emiya Kiritsugu did not awaken the origin, he also obtained the method of using the origin through special means.
He suddenly stood up, looked at Roland standing with Killer Queen, and raised the black muzzle of his gun.
"--it's over."
Emiya Kiritsugu pulled the trigger indifferently. Everything was as he expected. Facing the strafing and explosion just now, this mysterious magician had to use his special guardian spirit to defend himself.
And at this time, even if the origin bomb does not hit him, with the help of magic connection, his origin will be reflected in the opponent's body.
Cut off and join.
This is the origin of the name Kiritsugu. Things touched by this origin will be destroyed and then combined together irregularly.
The hit part will be directly necrotic, and the magician will be even worse. For a magic circuit as precise as a circuit board, such a consequence will cause the opponent's entire body to be directly disabled, and the blood vessels and nerves will be combined at will.
The better the magician, the worse his end.
So far, thirty-seven magicians have died, and this time, there will be no exception...
"What the hell?"
Killer Queen casually shot away the incoming origin bomb, seemingly feeling something different in the hand. Roland looked at Emiya Kiritsugu in confusion.
"Is this your trump card?"
"How can it be?"
Emiya Kiritsugu's expression suddenly froze, and he immediately realized the hidden meaning in Maiya's words.
Maiya knew that his trump card was that the Origin Bullet was a special move aimed at magicians, but on the other hand, if the target was not a magician, it would just be a somewhat special bullet.
The atmosphere fell into dead silence for a moment, and Emiya Kiritsugu realized that he had made a big mistake.
"Are you really just a lucky guy?"
"Can't you deny this? I am indeed very lucky."
Roland turned over his hand and looked at the marks on the outside of his palm that looked like old wounds, and frowned in distress.
The stand-in accurately reproduced the injuries caused by the origin bomb on his own hand. Although the marks were not big, the hand was temporarily unable to be used.
Fortunately, he had found a replacement.
"From this point of view, it is also beneficial to externally provide the magic power source."
"Did you... take the Command Seal from someone else?"
Emiya Kiritsugu's face was ashen, and his palms were trembling. He found that he seemed to have learned the truth hidden behind the abyss.
One master has died, and then the wandering servant found a new master and transplanted the command spell to him.
In this way, the two serial murders I saw before coming to Fuyuki City were probably the result of this pair's wanton attack on ordinary people in order to obtain magic power.
"I will never let you go,"
This pair has no worries at all, and probably doesn't care about the Holy Grail War. They just regard this city as their hunting ground.
If they are allowed to continue, they may cause greater damage before obtaining the Holy Grail. Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes flashed with an undoubted light, which was a sign of determination.
Even if you waste one Command Seal...
"Let me go? It seems you haven't understood the current situation, Emiya Kiritsugu."
As if he heard something funny, Roland walked slowly towards Emiya Kiritsugu, "You think Killer Queen alone can't get close to you in the first place, right? Then, I have two substitutes. Woolen cloth?"
"Show me here!"
A familiar voice sounded behind Emiya Kiritsugu. The car, like a lingering evil ghost, appeared behind him at some point and drove slowly towards him.
"When you came, I had already called back wither and penetrated the heart to attack, so now, what are you going to do?"
In front is Roland and behind is the car.
Emiya Kiritsugu was unable to move forward or retreat for a moment. His heart was beating violently, and the red light of the Command Seal in his hand became brighter and brighter.
However, as if he was deliberately teasing Kiritsugu's nerves, Roland suddenly stopped and smiled warmly.
"Is it really worth wasting a command spell here to exchange it with me?"
"Of course it's not worth it, but I don't believe you will just let me go."
A short and clear answer. In the past, Emiya Kiritsugu had no idea how many times he had broken his promise. Naturally, he would not believe in the kindness of the other party.
"Then you really judge others by yourself, magician killer. Honesty and trustworthiness are my greatest qualities. Of course, if I want to gain the upper hand, I will feel unhappy if I let you go like this. So, I have to make a deal. ?"
"I heard from that guy named Maiya that your holy relic is King Arthur's scabbard, right? It's probably because of it that you can recover your combat power from the explosion of the wither-piercing attack. Give him to me, and I'll Let you go."
Listening to Roland's low but unquestionable tone, Emiya Kiritsugu had no doubt that when things got to this point, as long as he showed his intention to refuse, the other party would summon heroic spirits at the same time as him and use all means to kill him.
Because he would do the same.
Is it worth exchanging a holy relic for a command spell?
"I do not believe you."
"But you have no choice, right? Even if I break your promise, you will only lose a dispensable holy relic."
Such an honest answer made Emiya Kiritsugu lower his head. The Command Seal is a prop in his strategy that directly affects the winning rate, and Avalon is just a holy relic with healing and immortality effects. Irisviel's magic is enough replace it.
If you agree, it will be possible to solve tonight's trouble and minimize the loss. If you don't agree, with the other party's determination and ability, no matter whether Saber can kill him after he comes, he will definitely be dead.
Emiya Kiritsugu subconsciously touched his pants pocket, trying to take out a cigarette, but then he realized that the person who bought the cigarette was no longer there.
Without saying anything else, he took out the enameled golden scabbard from his arms and threw it to the other side.
After making this action, he showed a bitter smile. This mysterious enemy was right. At this point, he had no choice.
But in the end, he had to know an answer.
"Seventh Master, what is your name?"
"Roland, just call me Roland."
With light steps, Roland carefully picked up Avalon, as if he was holding the whole world.
In his eyes, the scabbard was shining with a scarlet light that was so rich that it couldn't be melted away, like blood.
"The spirit of the contract, the soul of the Holy Lord, has been recovered."
