The Infinite Journey of the Sage

Chapter 023 Lancer, kill him

"Indeed, according to Emiya Kiritsugu's information, Kenneth and the others should be here, right?"

Keilar stepped off the motorcycle, looked at the luxurious hotel, and waved to the waiting waiter who came up.

The waiter's eyes suddenly lost focus, and then he turned away. It was just a simple hypnotic magic that didn't even use runes.

Keilal just put the motorcycle at the door and walked into the hall.

Without paying attention to the front desk, Keilar went directly to Kenneth's floor.

This nine-generation European magic family is not short of money. He generously took over the entire floor as his stronghold, and filled the entire floor with magic traps. The specifications of the traps are larger than those of Einz. The Beren family castle is neither strong nor weak. After all, it is a famous magic family, and its inheritance level is even higher than that of the Einzbern family.

As long as ordinary people take a step, their bones will be gone, and they will not even be found.

But Kelal was strolling around as if wandering in the courtyard of his own home, solving the traps here step by step.

Until Diarmuid appeared in front of Kelar and blocked Kelar, Kelar had almost cracked half of the magic trap.

Looking at Kelal, Diarmuid felt inexplicably guilty.

"What are you here for?" he asked in a deep voice.

"I'll make a deal." Kelar looked at him without using his magic power. He looked very harmless, but Diarmuid didn't dare to be righteous. This man... who knows if he has a back-up plan?

"What deal?" Diarmuid held a short gun and looked at him warily. The long gun could not be used in this room at all. If he wanted to use his combat effectiveness, he could only use the short gun.

"Your master, was he injured by Emiya Kiritsugu some time ago?" Keilar asked with a smile.

"Don't mention that villain!" Diarmuid shouted angrily, raising his eyebrows.

"No, no, no," Kelar shook his head: "There are no villains, gentlemen, or knights on the battlefield, there are just victors."

"I'm not here to identify who is right and who is wrong, who loses and who wins. I'm just here to make a deal." Kelal looked at Diarmuid and smiled: "Who is your master and your enemy?" What’s more important?”

"What do you mean?" Diarmuid frowned and looked at Kelal, not quite able to follow Kelal's train of thought.

"I can heal your master."

"You can destroy your cursed gun."

"If you choose to change your master and win this Holy Grail War, then just pretend I didn't say it."

"But if you wish to save your master, then we can talk."

Keilal opened his eyes slightly, revealing golden pupils, and looked at him.

So, Diarmuid, what would you do? Will you be loyal to this monarch, or will you choose to continue the Holy Grail War?

Based on Kelar's understanding of Diarmuid's character, he already knew the answer.

Diarmuid's face showed a look of struggle.

"Can you really get rid of that kind of damage?" The kind of huge damage that cuts off the magic circuit with its origin and causes magic disorder to the magician's body...

"Of course, who do you think I am?" Keilar said calmly, but confidently.

Thinking of this man's identity, Diarmuid felt relieved.

"So……"

Just as Diarmuid was about to speak, he was suddenly stopped by Kelal.

"Wait a minute, is it really okay for you to make a unilateral promise? Don't you need to ask your master?" Keilal asked with a malicious smile next to him.

He knew that once the fruits of the breakup were planted, the master and servant would never end well.

Diarmuid's chivalry and Kenneth's magicianism are the source of the biggest contradiction.

When Diarmuid took Kelal into Kenneth's innermost defense layer, Kenneth, who was wrapped in bandages on the sofa, screamed loudly: "Diarmuid, what do you mean? , why did you bring this guy here!!"

There was another sentence that was even more unpleasant that Kenneth didn’t say, [Did you betray me? 】

"Of course there is a reason why I can come here." Keilal said, looking at him with a smile. "I can heal your injuries completely, without leaving any sequelae, but at the same time, Diarmuid needs to destroy his cursed spear that pierced King Arthur's right hand."

Keilal looked at Kenneth, smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

Kenneth looked at Diarmuid ecstatically and asked, "Is what he said true?"

"Yes, Master." Diarmuid lowered his head, the pain in his eyes was deep. His desire for the Holy Grail War was definitely not false, but his loyalty to the monarch was even higher.

But what is the Holy Grail War to Kenneth? His original intention was to use the Holy Grail War as a test paper for himself. Kenneth, who wanted to give a perfect answer, condescended to come to a small city in the Far East to participate in this inexplicable Holy Grail War.

As for the third method, Kenneth did not pursue it at all. He had the confidence and pride to believe that he could find the magic that best suited him, and he did not take the Einzbern family's third method seriously.

It is precisely because of this that his desire for the Holy Grail is by no means as indispensable as others. From a belief point of view, he lacks the fundamental momentum to win. Now the price he has paid has been painful enough, even magic has failed. There is no way to use it. For such a proud magician, this is more uncomfortable than killing him. Now Kenneth will never give up any chance to save himself.

"So, what's your answer?" Keilar looked at him, silently making a choice for him in his heart.

Sure enough, Kenneth said loudly: "Break it, must break it! Diarmuid, quickly, break it!"

"Yes..." Diarmuid lowered his head with a pained expression. This was his beloved spear and precious phantom, but to break it without defeat is simply the humiliation of a warrior. But for the sake of his master, he must not bear this humiliation. Intolerable.

Seeing the mortal Huang Rose materialize and then be broken open by his hands with a little force like a stick breaking ice, Keilal showed a smile.

The Lacner group is no longer something to be afraid of.

He came to Kenneth, and a large white light spilled out between his hands, dispelling Kenneth's pain and curse, and slowly healing his body.

The whole process lasted less than ten seconds before Kenneth made a comfortable sound.

"Then, our deal ends here, goodbye." Kelar looked at Diarmuid, smiled, then turned around and walked out.

Looking at Keilal getting further and further away from him, Kenneth's face suddenly showed cold murderous intent.

"Lancer, kill him!"

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