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"It doesn't matter, even without the help of another team of heroic spirits, with the talent of absolute hit and absolute dodge, we can still repel everyone." Kennedy said proudly.

A trace of relief flashed in Tohsaka Tokiomi's eyes and he said:

"Indeed, with absolute attack and dodge, coupled with the talents of these losers, I should be the victor in the end."

Thinking of this, Tokiomi Tosaka clenched his fist slightly, with a firm thought in his eyes:

"Magic! It's no longer needed. As long as we win the final victory, we can do anything."

"Hohoho, there are three people not far away." Suddenly, a steady and thick voice sounded from the distance.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw a man with blond hair and an elegant blue robe walking slowly towards here.

Next to the man, a man wearing an American military uniform with a pipe in his mouth looked at everyone with a smile.

"Douglas MacArthur?" Kennedy's expression became slightly complicated, looking at MacArthur as if he had gone back to a long time ago.

They are both high-ranking people in the United States. One is the president of the United States and the other is a five-star general. Naturally, they have seen each other before.

Two years before his imaginative moment, the five-star general in front of him had invited him to have a secret conversation in a hotel.

Looking at the two people walking towards here, Kennedy understood the identity of the opposite party almost instantly.

Both parties are summoned heroic spirits, and at least one must die before the final outcome.

Thinking of this, Kennedy put on a boxing stance and said, "Douglas, do you want to have a life-or-death duel with me, your boss, at the beginning of the game?"

"It seems that you, the so-called five-star emperor, not only transformed Japan, but was also influenced by Japan's spirit of subjugating superiors."

As usual, Kennedy still showed his uninhibited smile in the face of great difficulties, Smailus, Smail!

"Your Majesty the President."

MacArthur also smiled and took off the military cap on his head and said: "This time, I come here not to fight, but to serve."

"Allegiance?"

After hearing MacArthur's words, Kennedy relaxed slightly.

"Yes, Master and I have decided to place our hope of victory on you."

MacArthur said sincerely: "As long as you who win in the end can resurrect us."

"Is that so?" Kennedy, Tokiomi Tosaka and others believed MacArthur's words without hesitation, and the sense of threat in the people in front of them disappeared in an instant.

‘Plan goes through! ’ A smile appeared on MacArthur’s face hidden in the shadows.

His ability is [Innate Interpretation of the Holy Body], and as long as he speaks the words, people can absolutely believe it without any doubt.

This is the ideological stamp engraved on the other party's mind. Even if the water is said to be highly poisonous, the other party will only suspect that it is their own problem, not that MacArthur was wrong.

In this case, the greatest use of this ability is of course to penetrate into the enemy's interior, and then rely on the efforts of others to carry out backstabs in the later stages.

Kennedy and others, who believed in MacArthur without hesitation, looked at each other and had already lifted their guard against MacArthur.

Kennedy asked, "Well, since you're willing to join us, what are your capabilities?"

"My ability?" MacArthur smiled: "I call it [Innate Interpretation Holy Body]."

"As long as I say something, the content inside it will make the other person believe it and feel that it is true."

MacArthur revealed his abilities without reservation, without fear of suspicion from his opponent.

Absolute characteristics are such an inconvenience.

MacArthur's ability was to make people believe that what he said was true, and there was no logical conflict with his surrender to the Kennedys.

They are all like a steel seal of thoughts engraved into the soul, making those in front of them unable to help but believe.

Sure enough, as MacArthur spoke, Kennedy said with some fear: "Absolute trust? It is a terrifying ability. Fortunately, you surrendered to us, otherwise we might have fallen into your trap."

"That's it, but our capabilities don't have any offensive power, so we can only rely on the president to win the crown." MacArthur said with a smile.

"No problem, then what is your master ability?" Kennedy said.

"My master? He doesn't have any abilities, so everything is led by me." MacArthur said.

"So there is such a useless Master." Kennedy glanced at Kotomine Kirei with a hint of disdain.

Still believing without a doubt, after believing in MacArthur's "surrender", the two teams separated from each other after exchanging contact information.

Looking at Kennedy and his party disappearing in the distance, MacArthur smiled and said: "Mr. Kenneth, you can take off your earplugs."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took out two earplugs from Kenneth's ears.

From beginning to end, in the face of MacArthur's absolute truth, his master Kenneth refused to listen.

After all, the absolute truth does not distinguish between friend and foe, and it is okay to deceive others, but it would not be fun if you also deceive your own people.

"Counting the time, by this time, MacArthur has deceived Kenneth into lameness." In the hidden basement, Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly said after leaving the unconscious Uncle Li behind.

"MacArthur?" Hill still had a slight impression of this name.

"Yes, he has the ability to be absolutely trusted." Emiya Kiritsugu said.

"That guy has the power to make everyone believe in him. He can easily fool everyone, including me who can predict the future. I almost fell for it."

"If I hadn't been seen by the Eye of True Representation in the prediction, I would have realized that I was deceived. This kind of thought would probably be carried into reality."

Emiya Kiritsugu regained his composure and said, "But MacArthur didn't know Pol Pot's ability. He would definitely suffer a great loss at Kennedy's hands in the future. We don't need to take action."

"And Kennedy didn't show his true ability. If he realized that words were also an attack, he would not be deceived by the so-called truth."

Hill stared at the man beside him in a daze. He didn't know how many times he had experienced this kind of prediction.

"Adolf." Suddenly, Emiya Kiritsugu spoke.

"Yes!" Hill was a little nervous for some reason.

"The entire Holy Grail War is full of crises, and the enemies we face are like mountains and seas. Even I am not sure that I can make it to the end."

Emiya Kiritsugu's expression became a little depressed and said: "In this life-and-death situation, the only one I can trust is you, because even if we can win in the end, we will go to the end together."

"So!" Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly became excited, grabbed Hill's arm with both hands and said loudly: "Adolf, let me control your mind and strength without hesitation."

Hill hesitated and said: "Control?"

"Yes, we are natural partners. I will make plans, and you will overcome difficulties. The brain cannot leave the body, and the body cannot lose the brain."

Emiya Kiritsugu said sincerely: "So, please believe me without reservation, believe in me who also believes in you."

"Do you believe it?" Hill's expression was a little moved, and he felt that his heart was pinched by a big hand, and a warm current began to flow through his body.

"Really? You actually said I don't have a brain or something." Subconsciously, Hill shyly held Kiritsugu Emiya's hands and said, "But in this case, I'll just have to believe you for once."

"A liar has to swallow a thousand silver needles." Hill said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Of course, I will absolutely trust you."

Kiritsugu Emiya also turned his face away a little embarrassedly, but on the other half of his face that Hill couldn't see, a deep smile appeared in an instant.

'Sorry, in order to win the final victory, I can only conquer you.' Kiritsugu Emiya thought with a resolution in his heart.

'In order to win, even if the girl in front of me is Hill, I will conquer you!' Kiritsugu Emiya made a secret decision in his heart.

MacArthur's behavior gave him inspiration.

As he said, in this Holy Grail War, you need powerful force to win.

And Hill's ability can perfectly solve most of the problems.

So in order to prevent Hill's execution from going wrong, Kiritsugu Emiya can only sacrifice himself and let the other party's girl's heart hang on him.

No matter how notorious a person is, he is just a girl after all. As long as he can grasp the girl's heart, there is no need to worry about accidents.

In order to make his behavior successful, he spent half an hour rehearsing more than 3,000 times, and finally came up with the best strategy.

In just one day, he can conquer Hill's heart and let the other party do whatever he wants.

By then, he will have a slave girl named Hitler who is loyal to him.

'Forgive me, Hill, this is the last time. '

Emiya Kiritsugu, who has spent hundreds of years in the future preview, said coldly in his heart.

"It's really getting more and more interesting." At an infinite height, Bai Ye looked down at the entire universe with joy in his eyes.

From his perspective, the behavior of every player in this universe is clear to him.

Because there are too many people killed in the past, far more than trillions, so the number of people is scattered throughout the universe.

And because everyone has a golden finger, almost everyone has the possibility of winning.

Of course, in Bai Ye's eyes, although most people have system-type gold fingers, the hope of winning is very slim.

After all, although they are forced to die, these people are difficult to stand out in thinking, action, execution, and creativity.

Even if they have gold fingers, they can't squeeze themselves like Emiya Kiritsugu, but think about taking a break, taking it slow, and waiting.

Such hesitation and lax mentality run through these people's lives. If they are facing other worlds, they can certainly think so, after all, only one person is special.

But in this death race, everyone has gold fingers, and the advantages are accumulated like a snowball, one step slower and one step slower.

Even if these defects are made up in the later stage, others have already accumulated a lot of advantages and can directly sweep across.

"Although everyone has a chance to win, based on the different actions and thoughts of these people, the final winner is almost predetermined among a few people." Bai Ye whispered softly, his eyes lowered again.

In a small room, Kobe looked at Ryunosuke Uzumaki in front of him with a serious expression, "Ryunosuke-san, exercise more. The power you gained this time is one of Lord Bai Ye's talents, and it is endless."

Ryunosuke crawled on the ground, doing push-ups with difficulty, his eyes were filled with his talents, attribute panels and endlessness.

Name: Ryunosuke Uzumaki

Lifespan: 18/5000w

Strength: 1.1

Physique: 1.0

Spirit: 1.2

Charm: 1.2

Talent [Endless]: No upper limit, no bottleneck, no weakness, you can become stronger with hard work!

…

"Kobe-san, my hands are so sore." Ryunosuke's body was rising and falling with difficulty, his tone was filled with a hint of pain, his body was almost reaching its limit.

"Don't give up. The more you push yourself to the limit, the better the training effect will be."

Kobe said seriously, "Do you know what Tokyo looks like at 4 a.m.?"

"It is said in the third chapter of the first volume of "The Legend of White Night" that when His Majesty White Night started to train on the first night, he persisted until he fainted. You obviously have such a good talent, so you can't waste it."

Ryunosuke's body softened and he fell to the ground. He said with a retreating tone, "Why don't we just hunt other losers and capture their talents and abilities."

"No." Kobe shook his head grimly and said, "It's too dangerous. This is not modern America."

"Those white antiques who are also heroes may empty their magazines at me the moment they see a black man like me, so we can only endure it here."

"Rely on your talent and my fantasy elbow, you will win!"

"But it's so painful." Ryunosuke complained.

He didn't care about inflicting pain on others, but when the long-term pain acted on himself, he couldn't bear it.

But what greeted him was Kobe's firm gaze: "Hold on, Ryunosuke-san, you will win! There will be a sulfuric acid bath waiting for you next."

Ryunosuke screamed: "Please spare me!"

...

In a small room, Weber and Hawking were each studying TV programs seriously.

The programs Hawking studied were called manzai and skits, hoping to gain energy by imitating the plots in them.

Weber was watching some stupid TV series, accumulating the energy of complaints by complaining about the plots in them.

"What a pity." Hawking said helplessly: "The era in this time and space is still too backward, otherwise if you are in the era of great development of the Internet, your complaining energy can be accumulated more."

"I heard that in the future Eastern country, there is a program called Spring Festival Gala, which will gather the strengths of hundreds of complaints in 15 years."

"Every skit in it is full of complaints. It is obviously funny but it will only make people want to overturn the table." Hawking said seriously.

"Is it so scary..." Weber complained in his heart, his eyes fell on the list that can be exchanged for complaining energy.

"Endless, Fantasy Elbow, Absolute Hit, Absolute Dodge, Eye of True Portrait..."

In this exchange list, even the absolute characteristic talents of other heroes can be exchanged, but the Tucao energy required for the exchange is an astronomical figure, and he may not be able to collect it even if he spit until he dies.