Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

"Starting today, the Masters will all start taking action. Has Tokiomi come with news?"

"The answer given by the master is that the handover will be officially handed over this morning, and it is estimated that they will be back in the evening."

"That's okay," Kotomine Rizheng breathed a sigh of relief after getting a definite answer, and turned his eyes to the spiritual plate in his hand again.

"Today, let's witness the appearance of other Heroic Spirits."

Kotomine Kirei nodded, his eyes fixed on the spiritual plate, but his mind drifted into the distance.

Will that mysterious young man also participate in the Holy Grail War?

Is he an enemy or a friend? What do I need to pay to get the answer?

no…!

Kotomine Kirei, you must never be in the company of evil, and there is more than one person who knows the answer.

He remembered the man who had collected information about another person, the man who abandoned the common sense way of life and put everything aside.

Emiya Kiritsugu, don't let me down.

In the distant Einzbern Castle, Emiya Kiritsugu looked in the direction of Fuyuki with a feeling, and then he calmed down and concentrated on drawing the magic circle in front of him.

Under the touch of his fingertips, the flowing mercury smoothly transformed into the shape of a formation. After checking that the magic formation was in good condition, he stood up again.

"Is it done?"

Irisviel, who had been holding her breath beside her for fear of disturbing Emiya Kiritsugu, walked over gently and looked at the formation on the ground.

"Yes, the Holy Grail War's request to the Master is essentially just to draw this specific seance ceremony."

"After all, it is the Holy Grail's own power that really summons the Servant. As Masters, we only need to provide a contract as a bond of existence."

Emiya Kiritsugu explained, "Mercury itself is a very good carrier. If it is really difficult, it can be done with the most basic blood. However, in order to maintain the state of the Servant or cater to the Servant's preferences, using a large amount of An example of a solution of magic."

"But for me, there is no such need."

Irisviel's gaze crossed the formation and looked at the empty area in front of her.

If you want to summon a specific heroic spirit, you need to place a catalyst in that place, and Einzbern finally adopted the tactics of Emiya Kiritsugu.

As a continuation of the family of androids, although they have a high talent in alchemy under the inheritance of the previous generation, they know nothing about fighting, and a large part of the reason for losing the Holy Grail War is related to this.

They were unable to capture the sacred relic of the knight king for Emiya Kiritsugu, so they had no choice but to let this professional killer, a combat expert, leave it alone.

"I hope the one who can answer my call is a reliable Heroic Spirit."

Even though he has always been indifferent and assertive, Emiya Kiritsugu, in front of his wife who has been with him for three years, let go of his guard and spoke his inner thoughts.

"It's pointless to worry before summoning."

Irisviel has long been used to Kiritsugu's appearance. For her, this kind of scene that is only shown in front of her is a precious treasure.

"This is an affinity summoning. Although it may not be able to summon the most suitable one, it will definitely summon the heroic spirit with the most similar character to you."

"Such a person, even if he knows your dreams and ideals, he will definitely understand you."

"Am I such an executioner?"

Emiya Kiritsugu laughed at himself, "I'm not qualified to hug anyone. What supports me is my past innocence. I don't even believe in myself."

"I believe that I also understand your ideal, and I am truly happy for it."

Irisviel smiled softly, walked away a little, and gave the home court to Emiya Kiritsugu who walked in front of the formation.

Emiya Kiritsugu stood in front of the formation, raised his arms, stared at the empty altar in front of him, and suppressed the words he couldn't utter in his heart with a chant.

Of course, Ellie, you are different. You are my precious... family.

"Declare—!"

Emiya Kiritsugu's engraving on Kiritsugu's hand lit up together with the circuit, and he began to assist in the chanting of the incantation. His heart began to beat rapidly, and the magic circuit was also carried frantically, making his thinking almost stagnate.

Right now, in his mind, only the last words before the summoning, the last word echoed.

The extraction of magic power began to slow down, and the light of the formation slowly extinguished. Irisviel, who was guarding by the side, subconsciously covered her mouth and took back the cry.

Emiya Kiritsugu also raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him.

A young man with red clothes, white hair, and a dull complexion like the one in the Middle East stood in front of him like this.

Then, the other party opened his eyes, but a very strange expression appeared on his proud face, and he froze in place.

Although he didn't have any expectations, Emiya Kiritsugu still asked.

"What's the matter, a look that's under your control, and a completely unexpected expression?"

"Since you are a Servant, it is basic etiquette to announce your name to your Master. Let me introduce myself. I am Emiya Kiritsugu, your Master and your future collaborator."

"Well, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" The young man in red gave a vague answer, his expression gradually calmed down, and there was a hint of intimacy.

Heroic spirits are indeed independent of the time line, and it is not unexpected to be summoned by anyone, although it is different from falling from the ceiling in memory and waiting for a girl named Tohsaka Rin to open the door. Not bad either.

"Heroic Spirit Guard... Nameless, join in response to the call, just call me Acher."

"I will be your sword, and fate will coexist with Emiya. Please use me with your trustworthy tactics... Master."

"Be full, be full..."

Kenneth, Sora, the two stood in front of the summoning formation, looking at the gorgeous scabbard in front of them, even with the passage of time, he still maintained a complete and delicate appearance, and the others were simply catalysts for holy relics. different.

This scabbard itself is a conceptual weapon, so it will not be weathered in a thousand years. Legend has it that as long as it is held, it can heal the owner's injuries and stop aging.

The premise is that his real master provides it with magic power. Such a holy relic with such a perfect origin, the one who responded to the call must be the King Arthur who resounded throughout the United Kingdom.

With the legendary holy sword and this scabbard, and his excellent master, Kenneth could hardly imagine the possibility of failure.

The pressure brought by the ceremony was not worth mentioning to him. After finishing the chant, Kenneth couldn't wait to look at the figure in the center of the formation.

Before the fog dissipated, the awe-inspiring voice made an announcement before Kenneth.

"ServantSaber, follow the call and ask."

"—Are you my Master?"