The Ultimate Lich King

Come to an end...my own Holy Grail War?

Kenneth, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had a decadent expression on his face. He had lost the Command Seal... and lost the qualification to be a Master.

Although Lancer is still guarding him, there is no doubt that he no longer has the right to command him. Now his Master is the woman who used to be his fiancée.

Sola Nazelay Sofiari.

He used violence to force Kenneth to hand over his Command Seals and Master's rights, but Kenneth had no intention of blaming his fiancée.

Everything is because of him, because of this Servant.

Diarmuid Odina, the man who once seduced the woman of his lord, was still so annoying even though he came as a heroic spirit.

If it weren't for him, Sola would never treat him like this. He loves her so much and his fiancée so much.

Kenneth thought angrily, clenching his palms on the armrests of his wheelchair.

"Why is Master coming here? Miss Sola will be worried if she leaves for too long."

Lancer, who was pushing a wheelchair behind Kenneth, asked. Kenneth's brows furrowed and he almost screamed.

Who allowed you to call Sola by her first name? She is my fiancée, the woman who belongs to me. Who allowed you, a guy like you, to peep at her beauty? !

But he endured it, now was not the time to fall out with this Servant, he still needed his strength, and he still needed him to fight for him through life and death.

His Holy Grail War is not over, is there no Command Seal? It doesn't matter...if you don't have the Command Seal, just get it again!

Looking up at the majestic church in front of him, Kenneth's face showed a hint of madness.

This was the reason why he asked Lancer to take him out under the pretext of taking a walk at night. If he wanted to obtain the command spell and become Lancer's master again, he could only do it here.

"Wait for me Lancer outside, I'll go in and chat with acquaintances."

He said this calmly to Lancer behind him, who nodded slightly and then disappeared into a spirit form.

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It was a happy night for Father Kotomine Rimasa, the supervisor of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

This was his second time serving as the supervisor of the Holy Grail War. Although there were difficult things to deal with, he was greatly relieved that they were resolved so quickly.

The only regret is that there is no command spell that allows Tohsaka Toki to receive additional rewards, and that his son Kotomine Kirei's Servants were completely wiped out this time.

But it doesn't matter, Assassin's sacrifice was not in vain, they got the most important information. Whether it's Flandre's identity as a vampire or Rider's inherent barrier.

With so much information in hand, they have already taken advantage of it, and now the preparation is enough. For them, who had drawn the strongest trump card, victory was already within their grasp.

Just as the old priest was thinking this, a creaking sound came from the hall.

At this time...who is coming to visit?

Kotomine Riko was thinking this strangely as he walked out of the chapel.

"I'm really sorry, the church is closed."

Li Zheng said this, and some artificial laughter came from the dim believers' seats.

"I'm not here to pray to God."

Along with the laughter, there was a slight squeaking sound of the wheels of the wheelchair rubbing against metal. The figure emerging from the darkness remained seated.

The figure who was so haggard that he couldn't even stand or walk turned out to be Kenneth Elumeroy, a famous child prodigy in the past.

No one who knew his past situation would have thought that he would fall into this situation. However, there is a strong willpower that can be called obsession in his eyes, and one can vaguely see the stubborn and paranoid character of the former genius magician.

Although Kenneth suffered huge physical trauma that he could hardly regain his glory, through the connections of the Elumeroy family, he made a deal with a puppet master living in Japan and exchanged an astonishing amount of gratitude. , at least the skills of his hands were preserved, and he finally gained the ability to move freely within the range of motion of the wheelchair. The little finger of my right hand, which was embedded in a thick plaster, now also feels pain.

"Your Highness, Father, you are well."

Contrary to the attentive smile on his face, there was a sickly madness in Kenneth's voice. This may be what drug addicts look like when they ask for drugs before the effects of the drug wear off and they show symptoms. Risei stared intently at the face of this former magic prodigy, his face showing paranoia and confusion that could not be concealed.

Kenneth's experience made Rimasa Kotomine regretful, but from the perspective of an enemy, it was actually a good thing. Otherwise, the prodigy Kenneth Elumeroy would definitely be a difficult enemy.

"What, did Mr. Kenneth come to the Holy Church to seek asylum? Don't worry, now that you are no longer the Master, our Holy Church will protect your safety."

Kotomine Rizheng said this with a smile. Although it was a kind reminder, it fell into Kenneth's ears as unbearable ridicule. Kenneth's eyes showed a look of hatred for a moment, but he immediately returned to his cautious and gentlemanly demeanor.

"As for the contract with Lancer, I concluded it in the form of a joint responsibility with my fiancée Sora. I have absolutely no intention of calling myself a Master. Sora and I are one Master."

"But now, isn't Miss Sora responsible for both the supply of magic power and the management of command spells?"

Kenneth's gritted teeth and smile were hard to explain as an attentive smile.

"For strategic reasons, the Command Seal is temporarily handed over to Sora for safekeeping. However, the control of the contract with Lancer is still in my hands. If you have any doubts, you can directly check with Lancer. I am undoubtedly still a Glorious Master."

"Okay, I recognize your qualifications as Master. Then why did Mr. Kenneth visit the Holy Church late at night?"

"This..."

Kenneth narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Kotomine Rimasa's arm with great greed.

"Of course...it's for the Command Seal."