Chapter 79 Kenneth vs. the Partner of Justice
“Maiya,” Emiya Kiritsugu arranged, knowing the urgency of the situation, “take Irisviel and escape through the back door, heading in the opposite direction of Saber.”

Maiya was very decisive when she heard the order. She nodded and was about to pull Irisviel away.

But her action was rejected by Irisviel. Compared to Maiya who seemed to have no emotions, Irisviel's face was filled with surprise that was hard to conceal.

"Can't I...stay here?"

She knew rationally that her staying would only hinder Kiritsugu, but Irisviel, an artificial life, was full of the radiance of humanity.

Naturally, Emiya Kiritsugu could feel his wife's feelings.

He is also a human being, his heart is not made of stone, and he also has feelings.

But he, like the servants he thinks are incompatible with him, is a person who is driven by ideals and uses the bodies of ordinary people to bear a fate that even gods cannot bear.

He could understand Irisviel's feelings.
So he said, "Since Saber is fighting far away, this castle is not safe. Among this generation of masters, there is a high possibility that someone will have the same idea as me. No, it is not so much a possibility, but that he is already on his way here."

"I see."

Irisviel nodded, her emotions taking over for a moment, but her rationality eventually returned.

Watching Irisviel leave under Maiya’s protection.

Emiya Kiritsugu just took a look and began to prepare.

He wanted to completely end Kenneth's life in this castle and eliminate him.

He first checked his weapons, and then took out the carefully prepared bullets from a silver gift box.

Looking at the bullet, he was stunned for a moment.

He thought of that woman, the woman who looked like his father and his mother, who was his master and whom he eventually killed.

"Kid, your origin is 'severance' and 'combination', which means cutting and then tracing. This is slightly different from the meaning of 'destruction and regeneration'. If you cut and then tie the thread together again, the thickness of the knotted part will be different."

"This origin contains a meaning similar to "irreversible change". I ground your ribs into powder and put them into these bullets. The objects that are hit will have your origin materialized in their bodies."

"This thing is very threatening to a magus, because once you use magic to interfere with these bullets, the magic circuits will be {destroyed} by your origin, kid, and will be {inherited} randomly."

"The better the magician, the more likely it is that their magic circuits will short-circuit out of control, which will naturally render the opponent useless."

"Both my career as a magician and my life will be completely ruined."

"This is your ceremonial outfit, 'Origin Bullet', kid."

"call……"

Blow out a thick smoke ring.

Emiya Kiritsugu did not sit on a chair, but sat on the ground with his back against the wall.

The walls were cold, but it did nothing to dispel his thoughts.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had unknowingly lit a cigarette and started smoking it.

"Well, woman..."

He looked at the bullet in his hand.

Both the left and right twelfth pair of ribs on his ventral side had been removed.

The ribs were ground into powder, then condensed using spiritual engineering and sealed into forty-nine bullets as core material.

This bullet causes his "origin" to manifest on the person it hits.

When the bullet hits a living creature, the victim will neither suffer wounds nor bleed, and the shot area will become like a necrotic wound.

The surface appears to have healed, but the nerves or micro-blood vessels have not recovered and have lost their original functions.

This bullet is a conceptual weapon and is an even more terrifying threat to magicians.

This was his trump card to deal with Kenneth, the director of the Spiritual Department of the Clock Tower.

Of the forty-nine bullets, Emiya Kiritsugu had already used thirty-seven. None of these thirty-seven bullets were wasted, and the bullets that were ground into powder by his own ribs had thoroughly wiped out thirty-seven magi in the past.

And today,
This 38th bullet will cut off Kenneth's life.

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"cut!"

A proud and confident voice sounded at the door.

Kenneth shouted loudly, and his magic gift, Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, transformed into a whip-like state, flew out quickly, and broke through the castle gate with a sound of breaking through the air.

The main door is made of expensive solid wood, and the surrounding walls are made of fine rocks.

Under Kenneth's command, it was turned into fragments under the attack of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.

The air was filled with smoke.

Kenneth swaggered into the castle.

He was not afraid of sneak attacks because he had made full preparations this time. The reaction speed of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid was definitely not something that someone like Emiya Kiritsugu could break through.

but,

After thinking about his disciple's warning, he still frowned and observed the surrounding environment.

The lights were on in the house.
The chandelier casts a brilliant light and the marble floor is polished to a gleaming shine.

The air in the castle was fresh, and even had a hint of fragrance—probably the scent of Mrs. Irisviel.

But what really spoils the scenery is that
The magician who was supposed to go out to fight disappeared like a frightened mouse.

"The ninth head of the Archibald family, Kenneth El-Melloi, is here to visit."

Kenneth's chest was straight, his aura was awe-inspiring, and his voice carried throughout the empty hall.

Even though his fiancée died at the hands of the owner of this house, he still followed the etiquette of a magician.

In this regard, compared to Tōsaka Tokiomi's disgusting behavior, Kenneth's behavior can only be described as annoying.

Emiya Kiritsugu did not respond.

Kenneth, who knew him a little, was prepared for this.

He raised a disdainful smile.

Continued:
"Magician of Einzbern, let's fight fair for the Holy Grail that you and I both seek. Let's stake our lives and honor on this."

Kenneth, whose fiancée died, did not learn his lesson at all.

In other words, the magician's rules are deeply engraved in his bones.

It is precisely because of this that Kiritsugu Emiya was able to use this to kill a group of traditional and stereotyped magicians whose magic skills were far superior to his.

Still no response.

Kenneth glanced around and noticed the camera in the corner.

He just smiled and started moving forward resolutely.

From a place he couldn't notice, an old sigh was heard, as if he was feeling tired.

When Kenneth walked to the middle of the hall.

The four seemingly ordinary vases placed in the four corners of the spacious hall suddenly exploded with a loud noise.

What flew out were not only fragments of the vase, but also countless metal particles, which swept towards Kenneth at the speed of a bullet.

The trap had no magical response at all, otherwise Kenneth would not have been able to react.

That is, with some modern technological gadgets added.

(End of this chapter)