Chapter 63 Classic Program, Emperor Gaozu of Han Reads "The Annals of Emperor Gaozu"

[You successfully completed your plan and became Kenneth's disciple beyond expectations.]

【Emiya Kiritsugu's method did not kill you and Kayneth.】

[You have established contact with the Clock Tower and have attracted the attention of the El-Melloi family.]

[Because of you, Sora was not in the same room with Kayneth. She was not Kayneth. She could not survive under Emiya Kiritsugu's tricks and was buried forever in Fuyuki City.]

The scene appears.

The most high-end hotel in Fuyuki City was bombed into ruins.

Deep in the ruins, there was a sudden explosion and rubble flying everywhere.

An egg-shaped object similar to that wrapped in flowing mercury appeared.

Slowly, the mercury began to gather and eventually turned into a small white dot and flew into the owner's hand.

Kenneth gasped, veins popping out on his forehead.

"release."

He spoke calmly, so calm that it was frightening.

If Jianshen Matou had known that this disaster would happen, he would naturally not be so shocked and at a loss as to what to do by this "unexpected situation".

He left decisively, like Kenneth about to erupt a volcano.

"Lancer."

"I am here, my lord."

Kneeling on one knee on the ground, Diarmuid looked very unhappy.

...He failed to rescue his master's fiancée in the emergency.

"Where's Sora?"

The silence seemed to last only a moment, yet it also seemed to last a long time.

It was not until Jianchen Jianchen tightened his clothes in fear that Diarmuid's voice rang out: "I'm sorry, lord. I was worried about your safety and didn't notice it..."

"enough!"

Kenneth yelled, "So Sora is dead, right?"

Kenneth's tone was as if he was reciting a line, lacking in intonation, and his eyes were cold and empty. He looked away from Diarmuid and turned to the ruins full of rubble.

"..."

Jianchen Jianchen looked on blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Unexpected,
With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Jianchen Matou began to act.

Young hands, still too short for an eight-year-old, touched the previously intact gravel.

Bending over, gritting teeth, and using all his strength.

Kayneth was watching, and Diarmuid was watching too.

Performance, a poor performance, a performance that can be seen through at a glance.

Diarmuid watched but did not follow suit. The same was true for Kayneth.

"okay."

After taking a deep look at Kenshin Matou, Kenneth led Diarmuid forward. The two did not communicate, but Diarmuid seemed to know what Kenneth was thinking and moved the huge rock in front of him away.

The bloody flesh inside was revealed, with only the bright red hair to prove the identity.

“Emiya Kiritsugu…!”

Kenneth gnashed his teeth, wishing he could grind Emiya Kiritsugu to dust on the spot.

……

……

[The unfortunate death of the master's wife has caused your master Kenneth to fall into a rage. ]

[He didn't intend to let the hatred linger overnight. Tonight, he was going to grind that despicable Emiya Kiritsugu, who was not worthy of being called a magus, to dust.]

[When faced with a master who has been your apprentice for less than five minutes, what do you choose...]

[1. Once a teacher, always a father. I rushed for my master. 2. What master or no master? I am a magician. Selfishness is the nature of magicians. I will act like a turtle. 3. Let the master transfer the right to use the servant. Return to the clock tower and avenge him. 4. Free simulation.]

Looking at the options in the simulator,

Jianchen Jianchen was slightly stunned. So, he had already walked that far.

From the moment she arrived at the Matou family, she lived in fear day and night. After waking up, she had to reluctantly go downstairs to have dinner with Matou Zouken with a disgusting and hypocritical smile on her face.

And now,
I actually survived the early stages of the Holy Grail War and got in touch with Kenneth.

This is great news.

With this relationship with Kenneth, if he can survive the Holy Grail War.

I can take Rin and Sakura to the Clock Tower to play.

Of course, the premise of all this is to survive the Holy Grail War.

In my ears, the sound of Sakura's breathing was so soft and long that it seemed to help me sleep.

Jianchen Jianchen opened the simulator again, and as he expected, the simulator this time was the same as the last time.

[Because the simulation time is too long, considering the host's life safety, whether to accept some memories in advance. 】

【whether】

Matou Kenshin clicked yes.

After the familiar feeling of dizziness and headache, Kenshin Matou fell into a sound sleep.

The secret room in the Matou residence.

Grandpa Liu was lying on the recliner he had bought online and moved into the secret room, swaying as he read his e-book.

The desk, the sacred place where Matou Zouken used to read books and write magic works, is now filled with fried chicken, cola, beer...

Obviously, he is older than all of Kenshin Matou's ancestors.

But Uncle Liu still keeps up with the trend.

He put down his phone, lay down on the recliner, slightly closed his eyes, and swayed back and forth.

My mind is completely filled with what I just watched on my phone.

Such as "The Records of Emperor Gaodi Part 1" and "The Records of Emperor Gaodi Part 2", which are books about himself.

Such books as "The Chronicle of Emperor Hui I", "The Chronicle of Empress Gao III", and "The Chronicle of Emperor Wen IV", which are about people he was familiar with and descendants he was not familiar with.

Although Uncle Liu felt that the records in this book were not realistic enough, after thinking about the era of the author, he felt that it was acceptable.

Looking at his descendants, each of them has achieved outstanding results.

Uncle Liu couldn't help but sigh that his bloodline was indeed something special.

The moonlight squeezed in through the cracks in the window, and some of it was smeared on Uncle Liu's face, making his old, wrinkled face sparkle and his white beard look even whiter.

"At this moment, in this situation, we really should drink!"

"What a shame. What a shame. Those old guys can't meet now. What a pity!"

Looking towards his master, the direction of that brat's room, Uncle Liu shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​going to drink with those old friends.

"Since you have promised that kid, let him live well..."

"Although, I don't know when I agreed to it. Hahahaha~"

Talking to himself, Uncle Liu couldn't help laughing.

He believed in the simulator, otherwise with his ability, it would be impossible for Jianchen Jianchen to obtain any information about him.

He was very sure of this.

Anything mysterious has no effect on him.

As for why that thing called simulator worked, he was too lazy to think about it.

Standing up from the recliner, Uncle Liu stretched his body and stretched his old bones.

He picked up the bottle and staggered... into Matou Kariya's room.

Looking at the sleeping middle-aged decadent man,
Uncle Liu kicked down with his big foot without any hesitation.

After waking up from his sleep, Matou Kariya was a little dazed as he felt pain all over his body.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard Uncle Liu's voice:

"Wake up, kid. Come drink with your ancestor... burp~."

(End of this chapter)