Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

It is obviously not a pleasant experience to be talked about by a man on such an ambiguous topic at night.

Even though Kotomine Kirei didn't have any special hobbies, Roland still felt his scalp go numb, and moved his feet unconsciously.

"Yanfeng-kun, what do you mean by that?"

"I want to know the answer."

Facing Roland's perfunctory, Kotomine Kirei went straight to the point as usual.

"After these days of observation, I'm sure, Roland, you are the one I'm looking for."

Although he was not sure at first, in these days of observations, Roland's performance was too in line with Kotomine Kirei's appetite.

Extreme self-discipline, obviously possessing abilities beyond ordinary people but living a peaceful life happily, as if he has no pursuit, obviously he is his own kind, an abnormal person who cannot be satisfied with the happiness of ordinary people, then why can he be so happy and so happy? What about the relaxed expression?

"I want to know what is the nature you are looking for and what is the answer you have found."

The priest in black cassock said solemnly, and bowed deeply to Roland.

"I would give anything for this answer, please guide me."

Broken, I'm golden.

Roland silently calculated the situation in front of him. Although he didn't know if the so-called strong luck was at work, strictly speaking, Yoshikage Kira and Kirei Kotomine's essences did have many similarities, but one of them had accepted it frankly. One of my own desires will fall into abnormality due to long-term suppression, and go to the other extreme.

"Well, it's not something you can't say, but, as you said, Yanfeng-jun, I can only give you guidance. Only you know what your nature is."

Kotomine Kirei raised his head in doubt, what he wanted was a more definite answer, not this vague chicken soup.

"However, no matter how I practice, fill all the free time in my life with various studies and work, and pray devoutly every day, the emptiness in my heart still cannot be relieved."

"That's because your direction is wrong. Self-discipline is of course meaningful. It is not only the shaping of personality, but also the shackles of our desire to control. But in the final analysis, self-discipline is only a means, not an end. It is a way to suppress nature. a painful process."

Roland asserted, anyway, things have gotten out of control a lot, so it's okay for Kotomine Kirei to get the answer in advance.

"And since these processes are painful, then the nature we pursue naturally brings about the opposite feeling. What do you think this feeling is?"

"Is... Pleasure?"

Kotomine Kirei spoke the answer in a rather hesitant tone, but with a bit of taboo expectation, like an elementary school student expecting to be praised by the teacher.

"That's right, it's pleasure. Everything that makes us feel happy is something that our nature will pursue. No matter what method we use, no matter how evil the thing we pursue is, human beings will do it for this kind of thing." And keep falling into the abyss.”

Roland moved his fingers subconsciously. While digesting Qi Ling, Qi Ling was also changing him. Although he still couldn't accept hand fetishism, Roland knew that some of his inner concepts had been quietly changed. Or rather, released.

"This is something that is not allowed, and there is no redemption for doing so."

The most secret things hidden in his heart were nakedly presented by Roland, which made Kotomine Kirei immediately utter words of rejection, but his eyes were like a magnet of attraction, firmly locked in Roland's body.

"Of course you can't get salvation, but the prerequisite for salvation is that you have to be an individual."

Roland's voice was as sweet as a poppy, wrapping around Kotomine Kirei's ears, like the whisper of a demon.

"Blindly suppressing your own nature and negating pleasure with pain is equivalent to your inability to love a complete person, let alone love others. Just ask, how can such a crippled existence be eligible for redemption?"

"Even if the pleasure is malicious?"

As if seeking affirmation, Kotomine Kirei's voice amplified a lot, but Roland's tone remained calm.

"Even if the pleasure is malicious, as I said, love yourself before you learn to love someone else."

"After becoming a complete self, even a born villain is entitled to salvation and happiness. I am the best proof."

"ah……"

Kotomine Kirei agreed with Roland's words, and nodded his head lightly. Sadness and joy ooze in his heart at the same time. This is a feeling Kotomine Kirei has never felt in his thirty-odd years of life.

Sure enough, he was not mistaken, this man must be able to give him the right guidance.

It should be concealed, it should be rejected, but Kotomine Kirei stretched out the hand with the command spell without hesitation, failed the teaching of his master and father, and sought Roland's affirmation and support.

"If you're still confused, can I come back to you?"

"Of course," Roland smiled and stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Kotomine Kirei, completing the ceremony of establishing friendship.

"After all, we're friends."

"Friend..." Kotomine Kirei chewed on this very new word to him, and nodded solemnly.

"Yes, then, goodbye, my friend, Roland."

After Kotomine Kirei's figure left again, Roland frowned, thinking about an important matter.

"It seems that the guys who entangle me for no reason are all scumbags. Could it be that I am not a good thing?"

Roland looked shocked, even with the help of strong luck, adapting so easily to Kira Yoshikage's Qiling, and being a life mentor to Kotomine Kirei, seemed to negate his integrity invisibly.

After coming to Fuyuki City for more than ten days, Roland finally had a certain degree of self-knowledge about himself.

"However," Roland walked out from behind the counter, looking at the night outside the window, "Although it was an inevitable result, the time has also moved forward a lot. From this point of view, the bloody disaster of Tokiomi Tosaka is just around the corner."

——

It was already late at night, but the underground workshop of the Tohsaka family was still brightly lit.

"Kirei, has the summoning been completed?"

"Yes, master, I have confirmed that there are no monitoring familiars or props near Tohsaka's house."

Kotomine Kirei, who was wearing a black cassock, reported respectfully to the middle-aged man who was wearing an expensive red suit and was as elegant as an aristocrat.

"After all, no one would have thought that Assassin would be the first to be summoned. Then, taking advantage of this opportunity, I will leave it to you to collect information about other masters."

"Yes, master."

Kotomine Kirei was still very respectful, and then, in Furui's unwavering tone, he issued an order to the unwavering void beside him.

"Then, I leave this matter to you, Assassin."

"Follow me, Master."

A low and gloomy male voice came out from the void, but Kotomine Kirei was not satisfied.

"There is no need to hide your body in front of the master, he is someone who does not need to be guarded."

Without making any excuses, accompanied by surging spirits, the whole picture of Assassin was displayed in front of Tohsaka Tokiomi.

He looks very tall, even with his stooped body, he is taller than Kotomine Kirei, estimated to be at least two meters tall, wearing Hassan's iconic skull mask, wrapped in a black robe, the most eye-catching thing is that Only his right hand, which was also wrapped in a black bandage, looked extremely thick.

Tohsaka Tokiomi looked at his disciple with satisfaction, not only summoned the weakest assassin, but also exposed the true face of the heroic spirit without scruple, giving up the biggest advantage of the assassin, even though he knew he couldn't be proud, Tohsaka Tokiomi My heart is still full of pride.

With such a perfect disciple as his help, how could the Holy Grail not be in his pocket?

Tohsaka Tokiomi, who was just in a state of excitement, didn't notice that, for the first time, Kotomine Kirei looked at him with feelings similar to longing.

If it is said that the kind of viciousness that should not be pursued is his instinct, then, can a betrayal at a critical moment satisfy his thirsty heart?