Kenneth Elmelo Hawking
The cold moonlight shone on Lancelot’s body.
Just before, the ceiling was decorated with crystal chandeliers with a beige glow.
But now the ceiling has already been cut open during the battle, and the entire suite is exposed to the atmosphere. The TV, tea table, and sofa have all been cut into pieces. Sawdust, broken glass, and sofa leather are all over the dusty brown-yellow tiles. above.
Tick, tick.
The sound of water dripping on the tiles sounded.
Lancelot knelt down on one knee and was wiping the blood that was covering his sight. The blood was dripping from his forehead, where a large mouth was cut by a sharp tool, and the white skull was faintly visible from the mouth.
His slightly curly blue hair fluttered in the breeze, his helmet was split in half in the previous confrontation, and his azure armor was covered with scratches from swords, showing his embarrassment.
Dirumudo stood in front of Lancelot, shirtless, with eight-pack abs on his strong body, which was covered with tiny scars drawn by sharp swords. At this moment, drops of blood overflowed from the scars, condensing drop by drop. Blood beads, dripping on the ground.
“You are defeated.” Di Lumuduo pursed his lips, and his heart was full of melancholy.
Although Dirumudo was a little overjoyed in completing the protagonist’s mission perfectly, but at this moment he couldn’t be happy, because victory did not depend on his martial arts.
“Lancelot du Lac, I didn’t expect the Holy Grail to summon you.” Dirumudo’s resolute face showed a trace of regret.
Heroic spirits are existences formed by relying on their great achievements to be left as legends after death, and relying on belief to sublimate heroes.
And Lancelot was defeated by faith. After all, the legend of his exploits is considered to be based on Dirumdo.
Therefore, relying on faith, Dirumdo has a natural restraint on Lancelot. After all, the fake is not as good as the original idea, but it exists in the consciousness of all human beings.
Otherwise, since both sides have the best skills of an era, it is reasonable to enter a war of attrition, not to end the battle in just a few minutes.
“I lost.” Lancelot bowed his head, exposing his neck to Dirumdo.
Although it was defeated by faith, both sides were a fair battle in their heyday, so if they lost, they lost.
As a loser, according to the rules of the knight, he naturally let Dirumudo deal with it.
“Then, goodbye.” Dirumdo mentioned the rage, and he would use his strongest Noble Phantasm to bid farewell to this opponent.
“Instruct it with the Command Spell, Dirumdo… stop the war.” Kenneth’s gritted teeth entered Dirumdo’s mind through the Command Spell.
“Yes, my lord.” Di Lumu put his sword back in his back expressionlessly.
Lancelot’s ears moved slightly, and there was shame on his face. He knew that it must be Emiya Kiritsugu.
Dirumudo silently walked to the door.
“Please continue, the Command Spell can only barely contain us as the main body descends.” A voice with suppressed anger came from behind Dirumdo.
“Lord Kenneth is my lord.” Dulumu walked out of the room without looking back.
boom–!
Lancelot smashed the floor with a punch, and his heart was full of anger towards Emiya Kiritsugu.
****
The origin bullet is Emiya Kiritsugu’s trump card, and it is also the origin of his title of magician killer.
The origin bullet made from his ribs can materialize the essence of his soul [cut and overlap].
If it hits the body of the creature, it will neither cause wounds nor bleed, but after being hit, all the nerves and muscles in the whole body will be cut off, and then they will instantly overlap in a disorderly manner.
For a magician, the most terrifying thing should be its ability to affect the magic circuit. Once hit, the magician will lose his proud magic ability and become a paralyzed person who cannot take care of himself.
And if you want to defend the origin bomb, you must rely on physical means to intercept it.
But Emiya Kiritsugu was extremely sinister and made the original bullet into an anti-tank firearm. It was a super dangerous bullet that could penetrate a heavy tank if it was fired by Fukugi.
Emiya Kiritsugu has artificially created thirty-seven disabled people relying on the origin bullet, and now, he plans to create thirty-eighth.
“boom–!”
As Emiya Kiritsugu pulled the trigger, the bullet instantly pierced through the mercury wall and came to Kenneth.
“what?”Kenneth’s brain didn’t respond, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
When the severe pain passed into Kenneth’s mind, Kenneth realized that he had been shot, and hurriedly wanted to use healing magic.
“What about my magic power? Where is my magic circuit?” Kenneth murmured, his pupils shrinking. He couldn’t feel the existence of magic in his body, and even below his head, he was unaware.
Wow, the moon spirit marrow liquid that turned into a mercury wall instantly disintegrated, turned into droplets of water, and sprinkled on the corridor, instantly turning the slightly narrow corridor into a silver ocean.
Kenneth collapsed in the sea of ​​mercury that was sprinkled all over the floor. His body twitched subconsciously. He lost his magic ability and became paralyzed. The threat of the wheel was more harmless than a baby.
tower! tower! tower! Silver water splashes.
Emiya Kiritsugu walked slowly to Kenneth, took out a pistol and aimed it between his eyebrows.
Although it was said that Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to turn Dirumdo into his own fighting force, but when Sora was not captured, Kenneth was crippled by him, and the hatred was deeply buried.
Therefore, in order to prevent Kenneth from taking revenge with the heroic spirit, he had to kill Kenneth and let Dirumdo retire.
“Tell Dirumdo to stop.” Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, feeling the weakness from the other side of the Command Spell connection.
“Thinking…the…beautiful!” Kenneth breathed with determination in his eyes, realizing that he had become a prodigy, and his heart was filled with death.
Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly raised his head, took out the cigarette and lighter from his trench coat pocket, and lit a cigarette for himself.
Lancelot seems to have lost the battle. If he kills Kenneth, he will be desperately attacked by Dirumdo, but if he doesn’t kill him, he will turn him into a cripple and Kenneth will surely perish together.
At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu’s eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly. “Sora.”
“If you dare to touch her, you will be dead. You will be desperately hunted down by the two major lords of the Clock Tower.” Kenneth’s pupils shrank, he raised his head with all his strength, glared at Emiya Kiritsugu, and said hoarsely. .
The corners of Emiya Kiritsugu’s mouth rose slightly. As expected, when he saw Kenneth before, he appeared to be rushing in from the dust. At this moment, he should not know the situation of Sola jumping off the building. Then, there is a lot to do at this time.
“She’s in my hands.” Emiya Kiritsugu said indifferently, blowing out a ring of smoke.
Kenneth was silent. Although it was a political marriage, he fell in love with Sora at first sight, who could bring him to the pinnacle of his life. Kenneth felt heartbroken when he thought that Sora had fallen into the hands of the man in front of him because of his mistake.
After a while, Kenneth spoke slowly. “With the Command Spell…”
*****
“Unknown ceiling.” Sora murmured.

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