Magician in Type-Moon

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"Oh dear, are you questioning me? This seems to have nothing to do with your duties, Father?"

Gilgamesh smirked, his golden eyes flashing with disdain.

Kotomine Risuke's gaze was firm and unwavering as he looked at Gilgamesh:

"I am not speaking to you as a member of the church, but as a friend of the Tohsaka family to express my dissatisfaction with you."

"I also regret Tokiomi's death, but shouldn't you ask your son Kirei Kotomine more about this matter? After all, he was the eyewitness."

Even in the face of such provocation, Gilgamesh not only did not get angry, but instead chatted with Kirei Kotomine with great interest.

"He will atone for his sins..."

"You mean his promise to retrieve the Holy Grail and resurrect Tokiomi Tohsaka? Hahaha!!! Interesting, very interesting!"

Upon hearing this, Gilgamesh suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he simply couldn't stop laughing.

"What's so funny... Kirei, he's showing his determination through his actions right now..." Kotomine Risei's voice carried a hint of indescribable emotion.

"You mean, the thing about him going to Einzbern's place late at night to have some fun?"

Gilgamesh's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"This is only part of his plan," Kirei Kotomine said "firmly."

"Keeley knew what he had to do, and he also knew the responsibilities he had to bear."

"Haha! Let's not talk about him for now, let's talk about you, Father."

Gilgamesh's crimson, blood-red eyes swept over the pensive Kotomine Risei before he continued:

"What I just mentioned that was unrelated to my duties was that you, as the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, are currently using your position to gather information for Kirei Kotomine. Doesn't that seem a bit inappropriate?"

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At this moment, the young church member who had left the room earlier re-entered the main hall.

She hurriedly walked to Yan Feng Li Zheng's side.

"The familiars at the Tohsaka residence have sent word that Lancer and her new Master have broken through the barrier and entered, seemingly searching for Archer."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Gilgamesh sitting behind him.

Regarding the Church's excessive involvement in the Holy Grail War, the church members still in Fuyuki hold two different attitudes.

One view is that one should not get too involved in the magicians' war.

One view is that since Kirei Kotomine, as one of their own, has become the Master with the greatest chance of winning, and has expressed his wish to revive his mentor, then it is indeed possible to provide some assistance to Kirei Kotomine.

Regardless, the members of the church still had reservations about Kotomine Risei's actions—demanding an investigation into the information of all Masters and Servants.

These past few days have already been exhausting enough in terms of both body and mind, and now we have to go on to gather intelligence during the Servant battles.

The Holy Church is not a one-man show by Yan Feng.

Gilgamesh finally reacted after the church member left again.

"They've actually invaded my palace! They're really ungrateful. Well then, let me go and have some fun with them."

After speaking, Gilgamesh transformed into golden spiritual particles and dissipated within the church.

...

"As long as we succeed, as long as Kirei can obtain the Holy Grail, as long as we can revive Tokiomi..."

"The sins that haunt Kirei can surely be forgiven..."

...

"Lord, I have sinned..."

At this moment, only Feng Li remained in the church, silently repenting...

......

Inside the large hollow beneath Ryudong Temple.

Angra Mainyu has returned to his original form.

Irisviel was unconscious at the moment. Having lost the scabbard of Avalon, coupled with the death of Iskandar, she had once again fallen into a deep sleep.

"Oh, I'm late. I missed the most exciting part. You should have told me earlier."

Angra Mainyu complained somewhat irritably to the mysterious man shrouded in mist beside him.

"How did things go? I wasn't paying attention to what was happening over there."

“Your guess is correct... Emiya Kiritsugu is indeed wrong. He is clearly not a Heroic Spirit, but he has his own Noble Phantasm.”

"Oh? That's quite interesting. You actually made a contract with the Counter Force without even my knowledge?" the mysterious figure shrouded in mist replied softly.

"Stop sighing, tell me quickly, what exactly happened at Ryudou Temple?" Angra Mainyu asked impatiently, as the situation here was clearly more interesting than that in Einzbern.

"It's nothing. Thanks to the witch's powerful abilities, the conqueror Iskandar was ultimately defeated, and the will of Zeus within him dissipated. That's how it is."

"Hmph, you make it sound so easy. You think you can absolve yourself of all responsibility with just a few words? You know what I want to hear."

Angra Mainyu was not satisfied with the answer from the person beside him; he wanted to know what this guy was planning in this matter.

"Actually, I didn't do anything special, I just sent out the key item." As he spoke, he showed Angela Manuel the scene of Caster devouring the Heart of the Primal God.

"Is that really all there is to it?"

"real!"

The person enveloped in mist gave a definitive and certain answer.

But what he didn't tell Angela Manuel was that all of this had already been prepared long before Matou Ike summoned Caster.

He couldn't possibly show up and become Matouchi's babysitter without careful consideration, but to avoid any unforeseen circumstances, such as the Zeus incident, he would take precautions.

The hidden door on Caster was less a method devised by Matou Ike and more a result of his initial guidance.

With this hidden door, the scope for manipulation increases significantly. Even without the Heart of the Barbarian God, the same principle applies to other things.

The cheapest kind is the black mud from the Greater Grail.

Hearing such a confident answer from the person beside him, Angra Mainyu, though still somewhat doubtful, no longer cared. The main question now was what to do next.

"So what should we do with this woman?"

"She can stay with me for now. Your next task is simply to escort Emiya Kiritsugu..."

"Oh, why didn't you say so sooner? We had so many opportunities to take him down."

"Let's go again. The capable should do more, just be careful not to get killed instead..."

Chapter 142 Witch's Night: The Magic Replenishment Chapter

Walking slowly along the approach to Matou Pond, the sound of my footsteps was particularly clear in the quiet night.

The trees lining the approach were affected by the aftermath of the battle; some were broken and fallen, while others had lost their branches and leaves. What was once a lush and verdant place was now bare and desolate.

The remaining white moonlight, like frost and snow, sprinkled on the ground, making the path and broken trees, ravaged by war, appear even more desolate.

Walking along this path by Matou Pond, you can hear the sound of flowing water from time to time, which must be the lake behind Ryudou Temple.

Matou Ike shook his head, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts, and decided to pick up speed.

Before long, Matou Pond finally led into Ryudou Temple.

The surrounding area was beyond devastation; all the buildings and landscapes had been razed to the ground.

A chaotic and filthy magical power permeated the air.

When Matouchi entered Ryudouji Temple, he did not see Caster. Moreover, since the contract had been broken, he could not sense whether Caster was still alive.

A sense of unease rose within him, and he quickened his pace, trying to find those familiar faces. However, wherever he went, all he saw was desolation.

He wandered aimlessly through the courtyard of Ryudou-ji Temple by Matou Pond.

Suddenly, a shocking change occurred.

Streams of hair cascaded down from the sky, enveloping the entire Ryudong Temple like a white waterfall.

Spider silk rose from the ground, layer upon layer, weaving into a huge net that trapped Matou Pond within it.

The strands of hair, as if alive, quickly wrapped around his limbs and torso, binding him tightly.

"What is this thing?" Matou Ike asked, slightly frightened.

Just then, a cold voice came from above.

"Master, you're finally home. I've been waiting for you for so long."

Looking up from Matouchi, she saw a figure slowly descending from a waterfall of white hair.

That was Medea, but her appearance was completely different from before. Her eyes were as black as night, radiating a bewitching red light, and her clothes were tattered, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.

Her lips were as red as blood, as if dye had been splashed on them.

The tattered fabric swayed gently with each step she took, as if it might fall off completely at any moment.

Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, as if devoid of color, with only her scarlet lips adding a touch of color, like a red lotus blooming in the snow.

Her face appeared even thinner, with more defined features.

An ominous and chaotic magic enveloped her; her face remained beautiful, but this beauty carried an eerie and bewitching quality.

Matou Ike was stunned the moment Caster appeared.

No longer resisting the hair tightly binding him, he fell silent, a sense of sorrow washing over him.

Medea strolled toward Matou Pond, stopping about twenty centimeters away from him, and carefully examined his face.

His expression and demeanor were rather displeased, which was quite irritating.

Medea placed her hand on Matou Ike's chest, slowly groping upwards to the neckline.

Her fingers were cold and slender, as if they possessed some kind of irresistible magic.

Then, in the midst of a grab and a tug, Matou Ike's upper body involuntarily leaned towards him.

His face was almost touching Medea's, her breath brushing gently against his ear.

Their foreheads touched, their breaths mingling, and a strange atmosphere filled the air.