FATE: As Illya, I was summoned by Kotomine Kirei?!

Chapter 45: Is the war over? No, the real war has just begun!

The pale moonlight shines down.

After exchanging a few words of business praise, Iskandar laughed and drove away from the distant sky on his chariot with only one sacred bull left. Diarmuid and the swordswoman were in poor condition and had no intention of staying at the scene, so they retreated in one direction respectively. After recovering a little, Miss Illyasviel retreated cautiously and immediately activated her presence concealment and camouflage.

She dragged her seriously injured body and began to search the port terminal. After a simple patrol for a few minutes, she still did not find any trace of Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel.

She retreated into a relatively intact corner of the warehouse with some disappointment and annoyance.

"Liar! Bad woman! You said you would take Emiya Kiritsugu and hide in my fog!"

"In order to defeat Gilgamesh, I didn't take the initiative to let the poison in the fog become too deep. I was going to release it to you all after the battle. You actually don't trust me so much. You said you would hide well, but you didn't even run away behind my back!"

'What about the trust between people? Damn Emiya Kiritsugu, damn bad woman!'

'I just wanted to kill you, but you all ran away. Is there any law or order here?'

But it was strange, how did those two guys run away? Her haze would gradually make people lose their way, and that bad woman was also stupid and not very smart, and Emiya Kiritsugu was in a semi-comatose state. How did they see through her plan, or who brought them out of her haze barrier?

"It's really too much. Am I wrong? That bad woman is actually a black-hearted person and is pretending to be innocent in front of me..." She held the wall and clenched her fists with gritted teeth. One point of her feeling was from anger, and the other ninety-nine points were from pain.

Her consciousness became increasingly unclear, and after confirming that she had enough time to escape from the battle, Miss Illyasviel quickly canceled her Noble Phantasm.

The black robe, rags, spiritual clothes, and weapons on her body turned into points of light and gathered in her hands.

Soon, a golden card with the assassin's portrait printed on it materialized in her hand, just like the Kamen Rider who inserted the card to transform and disintegrate it.

However, this card already has a large number of similar spider-web-like cracks.

"You said you would be immune to being ejected after receiving fatal damage, but I was almost killed and you didn't eject. Besides, I took all the damage I received o(╥﹏╥)o."

The white bones of her arms were constantly being repaired by mana, and the festering scars on her face were also shedding. She had taken all the damage she should have taken, and she was really not immune to anything except fatal injuries. Fortunately, she was now a Servant with a tremendous amount of mana reserves; otherwise, after this wave alone, she would have been half-disabled in this Holy Grail War.

She really wanted to complain about this. Logically speaking, shouldn't she be like a magical girl transforming, with her main body being fine after being hit and disintegrating or disintegrating on her own initiative?

She has to take the damage after the transformation, and she also has to take the damage after the disintegration.

Of course, it was more or less reduced, otherwise, she would have suffered all the injuries after the transformation, and now she would have to demonstrate what disintegration means—that is, sudden death.

"And can a Noble Phantasm rot? Aren't Transformers usually in an invincible state by default?"

Looking at the shattered assassin's Noble Phantasm card in her hand, Miss Illyasviel frowned slightly. It's not that it can't be used, but the durability of this card is estimated to be almost gone. She can clearly feel that she can't use it many times.

In this war of punitive action against King Gilgamesh, the ones who suffered the most were undoubtedly her and King of Conquerors Iskandar, because their respective Noble Phantasms were almost blown up, and the King of Conquerors even lost one of his sacred bulls.

For the Rider class, damage to the mount will undoubtedly affect the performance.

It's just a pity that such fatty beef would be used for hot pot... Miss Illyasviel felt regretful.

As for the biggest winner, it was naturally the swordswoman. Not a single Command Seal was used. Everyone else used all their Command Seals, but she was the only one who had no output or effect at all. None of the strategic materials were touched. The only loss was probably that Kiritsugu Emiya was assassinated, which led to her being exposed in advance, allowing the servants and masters of other camps to know that the real master of their camp was a magi killer.

"Hoo! Hoohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Ahem... I think you have seen my determination, Caster, in returning the spear to the enemy. I have once again seen your noble character."

After the effect of the Noble Phantasm was lifted, the hazy fog at the warehouse dock gradually disappeared.

The white-haired hooded man who was weak and coughing up blood also appeared from the corner of the warehouse and walked out. He was the only one who remained at the dock and had not left, Matou Kariya and the Black Knight.

This wonderful battle, which was a reproduction of an epic myth, made him truly understand what Servants are and why these people could become Heroic Spirits. After all, apart from saying much else, just the fact that Miss Illyasviel was willing to return the spear that the spearman had lent her was something he knew he would find difficult to do.

This is a very simple truth, because why should the enemy's weapons be returned? If you borrow something with your own ability, let others take it with their own ability. Moreover, after the Golden King leaves the stage, they will all be enemies who must fight to the death in the next few days. Returning someone else's Noble Phantasm is no different from helping the enemy.

"Don't be happy too soon, Mr. Matou Kariya. The Servant of the Tohsaka family may not have completely left the stage yet~"

"?!"

Upon hearing this, Matou Kariya was suddenly shocked and lost his mind, his face turned pale, and even his pupils could not help but dilate.

How is this possible? With the help of the Black Knight's perspective, he could clearly see the Golden King's head being pierced by the fatal yellow spear thrown by Miss Illyasviel.

Even a Servant would have no chance of surviving such injuries.

"Caster, this joke is not funny. I know that the Servant summoned by Tohsaka Tokiomi is very powerful, but that yellow spear came from Lancer Diarmuid Ua Duibhne. According to the legend, that spear has a curse of destruction. You pierced his arm at the beginning, and the other arm was also cut off by you. How could he resist the final fatal blow with both hands disabled? And everyone saw his arrogance. If he hadn't died, how could he not stand up and fight you again? I don't quite understand the beliefs between you Servants, but running away in this situation should be an insult to the dignity of the Servant himself, right?"

That's right, as proud as King Gilgamesh is, he would never choose to run away if he had any consciousness. This is the pride of being the oldest heroic king.

If he really ran away, not to mention how others would look at him, he would feel that he had insulted others and himself.

Many Masters saw this point and dared to use the Command Seals tonight.

"He did leave, but he didn't leave..."

Miss Illyasviel hesitated for a few seconds, remembering the time when she dived underwater to pick up yellow spear.

She wanted to make the last hit at that time. After all, it was well known that an assassin who couldn't make the last hit was not a qualified assassin.

"How should I tell you? Mr. Matou Kariya, I didn't mention this matter to anyone in public before because I wasn't too sure myself. I just have a hunch that the golden king summoned by Mr. Tohsaka Tokiomi has not left yet."

There is no other reason.

She swam in the water for a long time but couldn't find what equipment King Gilgamesh had dropped for her.

Because she said a long time ago that she could feel that she would have certain advantages after killing a Servant with her own hands. She couldn't say what the advantages were, but she was sure that there would be some. However, King Gilgamesh did not give her any gold coins.

This is a bit strange. In theory, King Gilgamesh should be dead.

At that time, the yellow spear pierced through King Gilgamesh's head, and the other party had indeed lost his thinking consciousness and the power to resist. The Servants also need to use their brains to think.

Without a brain, even if the spiritual base still exists, unless there is a clear immortality skill, the Servant will still die.

What's more, Yellow spear is cursed with certain death, so no matter how you look at it, King Gilgamesh is doomed to die.

"A premonition?... I understand. Thank you for your reminder." Matou Kirei murmured a few words and nodded. He then realized that this was Miss Illyasviel's sincerity.

After all, Miss Illyasviel told him alone the news that no one else knew.

Isn't it obvious that he have a higher status in the other person's heart?

"I said that as long as Mr. Matou Kariya shows his determination and lets me see your awakened will, in the name of Caster, I will be your ally that will never abandon you."

"If you break this oath, I, Caster, will die without a burial place in this Holy Grail War."

Miss Illyasviel blinked, raised her sore little hand, and swore solemnly.

Of course, this was a lie, just a psychological means to gain trust and make others feel that they were being given special care. She knew better than anyone whether King Gilgamesh was dead or not. After all, she was the closest person and the first witness who had dived underwater.

She said that King Gilgamesh had not completely left the stage, and this was true.

It is also a means to delay the termination of the Crest Worm Alliance and stabilize the toolman Matou Kariya.

All she said from the beginning to the end was that King Gilgamesh had not completely left the stage, but she did not say that he was not dead.

Some people may not understand, but what Miss Illyasviel saw at that time was King Gilgamesh's body dissipating after his head was pierced, and then he disappeared under the water after a flash of mana.

He died, but it seemed that his death was not complete. Tohsaka Tokiomi used the Command Spell to recall him, but what he recalled was only his dead body.

"Thank you for your trust, Caster. I promise you in the name of Matou Kariya that as long as you can fulfill our covenant, I will do my best to assist you in this Holy Grail War… Of course, I also know that promises are useless for a small character like me."

Matou Kariya also made a solemn promise, but it turned into a bitter smile in the end.

He is not as upright as the magi girl, who attaches great importance to honor.

Therefore, the promise was definitely not as heavy as the other party's. All he could do was to assist the other party as much as possible until the other party helped her save Sakura Matou who was implanted with the crest worm.

"Don't underestimate yourself. I have seen your determination, Mr. Matou Kariya."

Miss Illyasviel smiled gracefully and comforted him, saying that it was good enough if he believed her. She was just using the news that King Gilgamesh might still be alive to intimidate the other party.

"What are you going to do next? Do you need me to help you get rid of the Crest worms? In the name of Caster, I have already figured out a way to get rid of the Crest worms, but I cannot stand being disturbed. Please let Mr. Berserker first..."

"No, if I don't have the Crest worms, I won't even be able to maintain the Servant's presence, and the transaction would be completely unfair to you."

Feeling the worms surging and spreading inside his body, Matou Kariya shook his head.

He no longer cares about his own life or death, and his only wish now is to save Sakura Matou.

"At first, I thought of transferring a considerable amount of wealth from the Matou family first and then asking someone to take care of Sakura. But considering that not everyone is as honest and upright as you, Caster and that people's hearts are unpredictable in modern society, as well as the possibility of the Matou family hunting her down, I quickly scrapped this plan."

"......."

'Really, stop talking.'

'You keep saying that I have a good character, and sometimes I really begin to doubt whether my character is really that good or great.'

'Sigh, could it be that the Servants and magi these days have problems with their eyes?'

'How on earth do I look like that kind of noble hero?'

Resisting the urge to complain, Miss Illyasviel nodded and smiled again when she heard that.

"What about the second option? If there is no option...."

"I have thought carefully about the second option. Don't worry, Caster will never let you down."

"?"

"If I take Sakura away by force, she will be hunted by the Matou family and the Tohsaka family for the rest of her life. After I die, she will still suffer hardships and misfortunes. This is an immature rescue, and it is also the shortcoming you mentioned before. I understand, I understand it all! But the second plan can perfectly solve these problems, and even make Sakura's future more colorful."

Matou Kiriya looked seriously at the somewhat bewildered Miss Illyasviel. At the moment, Miss Illyasviel was really confused inside, and she didn't know what he understood.

She just said it casually to fool people at that time. Even she didn't know how to solve the hunt of the Matou family, the Tohsaka family and even the entire world of magi.

'Is that possible?'

'Is Matou Kariya actually a genius?'

She just casually said a few common sense words that everyone understood, and he suddenly had an epiphany?

But how can one escape the pursuit of the two great demon families and avoid the so-called tribulations and seals? It is impossible to hide in a corner for the rest of one's life, but hiding is not very safe and has no future.

"What is the solution? Mr. Matou Kariya, tell me."

"That is to make Sakura the new head of the Matou family."

"......."

Seeing that Miss Illyasviel remained silent, a hint of madness flashed in Matou Kariya's eyes.

Or rather, it was not just a trace, but it was like the madness of the berserker beside him who, after becoming obsessed with something, had a sudden and strange madness that seemed to be really useful.

"I understand! I understand! I get it! If you want to avoid being excluded and hunted by the Demonic Family, the best way is to become the supreme leader of the Demonic Family!"

"If Sakura becomes the head of the Matou family and if all the old guys in the Matou family die, then Sakura's future will be extremely happy, and the Tohsaka family will secretly help Sakura. This is the real salvation for Sakura. Even if I am gone, she will not be oppressed by anyone, and no one can control her. She will truly be free!"

'Sakura!'

'Sakura!'

'This is your salvation!'

'Since no one loves you and has abandoned you, then you should be the proudest one!'

'Let them all regret it, let Tohsaka Tokiomi regret sending you away, let them realize what a stupid decision they made, and become the brightest star!'

.............

"Saint! Saint! Ahhh! Saint! My Saint! My Saint!"

At the same time, in the smelly underground pipes.

The black magi watched as the mist dissipated and the swordswoman reappeared from the purple crystal ball.

He laughed wildly and tears flowed down his face, as if his wish had been fulfilled. He looked like he had gone mad. It came true. His wish had come true.

His purpose of participating in this Holy Grail War was to see once again the Jeanne d'Arc who was burned to death in public in his mind. It was for this purpose that he monitored the battlefield at the dock and port, but now it seems that he no longer needs to win the Holy Grail War. After all, without the omnipotent wishing machine, the Jeanne d'Arc has reappeared before him. The Holy Grail has completely lost its meaning to him.

"Look, Ryunosuke, she is the answer. That heroic face, that sacred and inviolable posture, there is no doubt that she is the real Jeanne d'Arc! Just like the Great Hero said, she is our best salvation!"

Looking at the mad black magi, Ryuunosuke Uryuu scratched his head, feeling as if he had forgotten something important. He did not care too much about the other party's sudden madness, but he felt that the Holy Grail War was too intense.

Even he could not help being surprised by the carpet bombing that did not look like special effects at all, and the battlefield that was a recreation of an epic myth.

And he seemed to have seen some familiar guy in the projection of the crystal ball just now.

But for some reason, even though only a short while had passed, he had already forgotten that feeling of familiarity.

But if he couldn't remember, then forget it. What could be more important than such an interesting Holy Grail War and the pure and innocent little girl he saw during the day?

Thinking of the little girl who seemed destined to help him master the art of death.

Ryuunosuke Uryuu's face also turned red, and there was a flash of excitement and madness in his eyes, like a black magi.

"Bluebeard? Is that blonde swordswoman an acquaintance of yours?"

"That's right! She who was once abandoned by God and destroyed in humiliation has finally been resurrected! This is a miracle, isn't it my wish that has been fulfilled by the God?"

The black magi stood madly beside the crystal ball, looking more like a berserker than a berserker.

The image in the crystal ball was completely frozen on the beautiful little face of the swordswoman.

As if he could never get tired of looking at the crystal ball, he kept stroking the crystal ball with his fingers with long nails, and he already had some new plans in his mind that he was ready to implement.

"My saint! I will immediately go to welcome your triumphant return...with the most grand specifications!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he paused slightly, and the madness in his eyes weakened a little.

It's not that there is a problem with his feelings for the saint, but he suddenly thought of a strange thing that was neither big nor small.

If he remembered correctly, the Saint just now called that girl Caster, who he could hardly remember anymore. Other Servants seemed to call that girl Caster as well?

"Wait? They and my dear Saint are all calling the dirty murderer Caster?"

The black magi blinked his crazy eyes, looked at the muscles of his arms in self-doubt, and then looked at the receding fog.

That girl did seem more like a magi, but he just felt something was not right.

because......

"If she is Caster, then who am I?"