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Chapter 77 Emiya Laoliu joins the battle
Outside the Hyatt Regency Fuyuki, in room 1104 of the high-rise building diagonally opposite.

"It looks like they're teaming up."

Miya Kiritsugu, a short-haired male wearing a black suit, looked at the surveillance screen on the TV with smoke in his hands.

When Link didn't care about what happened at the Tohsaka family yesterday, he and his assistant Maiya Kuu relied on their own weakness to see it from beginning to end. While they were shocked by Link's strength, they also got together with the old bug Matou Zang. Like Yan, he came up with the idea of ​​finding someone to join forces to kill Link.

However, he later learned the information by following Kotomine Kirei to visit another pair of Masters and Heroic Spirits——

That is, that inhumanly powerful man is planning to hold a Heroic Spirit Martial Arts Tournament this afternoon, allowing the heroic spirits to fight openly and honestly. The winner will receive the Holy Grail and the qualification to watch the man fight another strong man.

In this case, Emiya Kiritsugu's goal will be directly changed, and Heroic Spirit Martial Arts will be very beneficial to him.

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with the swordsman heroic spirit he summoned, it did not prevent him from understanding the strength of his own heroic spirit. As long as he held the sword and sheath, other heroic spirits could not be her opponents at all, and the Holy Grail was almost at his fingertips.

However, he did not have the habit of putting all his eggs in one basket. While asking Kuu Maiya to inform his wife to take the swordsman heroic spirit to the Holy Church Church to participate in the heroic spirit martial arts meeting, he also quietly followed Matou, who was obviously harboring evil intentions. Zouken came outside the Fuyuki Hyatt Regency Hotel and used magicians' disdain for technological means as usual. He obtained the information that the two had joined forces.

Emiya Kiritsugu sat quietly by the window and thought. Matou Zouken had left the hotel and was missing, but Kenneth was still staying in the hotel room with his fiancée, but let the spearman leave. The goal was self-evident.

"The best time to attack must be this afternoon. All the surviving heroic spirits will gather together. With a little provocation and the two heroic spirits joining forces, even that guy will never be able to win."

"Too conceited." He shook his head. As someone who had no idea how strong this generation of archer heroes was, he certainly couldn't understand Link's true strength. He just made a simple addition and subtraction of 1+1>1. Completely ignoring the fact that the gap between humans is even greater than that between humans and dogs.

Emiya Kiritsugu took a deep breath, letting the nicotine swirl in his lungs, and then slowly spit it out. He raised his head with energy and said in his heart: "So my target is other Masters."

That's right, from the very beginning, he had held the idea that no matter whether the Heroic Spirit Martial Arts Tournament was held smoothly or not, he would take advantage of the time when the heroic spirits left to decisively attack other masters. Even if it reduced one opponent, it would be good. He had the idea of ​​​​just results, and he would not hesitate to do so. Don't use any dirty means to win.

As for whether Link, the organizer, would be angry with him... He still didn't think that arrogant guy could survive the Heroic Spirit Martial Arts Club.

He put his mind back together, put out his cigarette butt, picked up his backpack full of detonators and left the room.
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Noon, Holy Church.

"Tsk tsk tsk" The tall, strong man was wearing a maxi-sized long-sleeved shirt with a game pattern printed on it. The originally loose clothes were bulging. He held the thin master with one arm and looked at the Irisviel Sword who had just walked in. Shi Yingling laughed loudly, and then commented: "They are really two beauties, what do you think, little Master?"

The thin Master named Waver Velvet lowered his head and did not dare to look at the two women being commented upon by his Heroic Spirit. This did not mean that he was shy, but that he was overcome with embarrassment and began to feel guilty for his Heroic Spirit's blatant comments about others. feel ashamed.

rude guy!
The swordsman heroic spirit Artoria glanced at the tall heroic spirit sharply, feeling a little unhappy in her heart.

But Irisviel was very happy and whispered in her ear: "Did you hear it? He was praising us two for being beauties~" His words were full of joy.

"Hahahaha~" The strong man Iskandar rubbed his hairy chin with his palm, laughed loudly, and took the initiative to invite: "How about you, strange heroic spirits, do you want to become my opponent in this heroic spirit martial arts club?" ?” Although the nature of the Heroic Spirit Martial Arts Club was a bit bad, and Waver Velvet originally didn’t want to participate, but he, the master, had no say in it. Iskandar thought it was interesting and valuable to conquer, so he forcibly coerced the master into it. The Lord came running.

Artoria's little face was very cold, but her heart was full of passion, but she did not take the initiative to agree. She was the one who was most interested in the Heroic Spirit Martial Arts Association.

She is loyal, upright, has a strong sense of self-esteem, has a very strong personality and a strong desire to win. As a knight, her biggest flaw is that she is eager to compete. The distrust of her master, Kiritsugu Emiya, makes her distrustful of this Holy Grail War. Very disappointed, but the appearance of the Heroic Spirit Budokai saved everything.

【No matter what, I will win! 】

The Knight King Arturia was full of confidence, silently touched the sword at her waist and the sheath that had returned to her body, and secretly swore that she would bring victory to the master with poor vision.

"Da~da~da"

A weak footsteps sounded, and soon the visitor appeared in front of everyone. A thin man wearing black sportswear, a hood and a mask appeared in front of several people. Behind him followed a knight in pitch black armor.

"bass!"

The dark knight burst into flames the moment he saw Arturia, an afterimage flashed across his face, and he arrived in front of the King of Knights in the blink of an eye. The chair he picked up was actually covered with a layer of fluorescent light.

"Crack!" Artoria held her sword to resist the attack, with a bit of surprise on her face. The martial arts meeting... probably hasn't started yet, right? !
"It seems that our lady knight has found her opponent." Iskandar took the master a few steps back with interest. He was ready to see if the organizer had the courage to stop the two heroic spirits from fighting.

After the two knights fought several times, all the chairs in the center of the auditorium were destroyed in the aftermath.

"What?"

Suddenly, a questioning nasal sound sounded, and the two heroic spirits who were fighting together retreated as if they were electrocuted, and retreated to the wall. I don't know when, a man wearing a long blue and black windbreaker was sitting at the front of the auditorium. On the luxurious throne-like seat attached to the wall.

"This guy——" X3
"So strong!!!"

Iskandar, Artoria, and even the mad Berserkers all instinctively came up with this idea.

Just a nasal sound made the two warring men feel a strong sense of threat. Ordinary people may not be able to sense anything, but they have experienced hundreds of battles, and their intuition for danger is engraved into their instincts. Just now , they clearly felt that if the fight continued...

will die!

(End of this chapter)