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Chapter 158: There is more than one preacher.

Caster's position - in the dark depths of the abandoned factory, blood has long gathered into a small lake.

In the center of the lake is a girl of less than ten years old, with her eyes wide open and her body hanging on a cross made of tied limbs. She was still questioning the world until the end of her life.

Shinji could read from the empty eyes on the girl's slightly tilted face the girl's interrogation of the world at the last moment when she was used to torture and pain——

Why?

In addition to this girl who was crucified like Jesus, there are also various "arts" here, which are "amazing" works painted with blood and fresh life.

May I ask, what are those magicians doing at this moment?

Shinji did not think about this kind of problem in detail. After all, it was meaningless. The things that magicians pursue are things that he would never pursue in his lifetime.

The glory that magicians consider is worthless in their own hearts.

The values ​​held by the magician cannot be recognized by him no matter how much time passes.

After all, magicians and humans are no longer the same species.

At this moment, Lancer put away his Noble Phantasm, turned his face away and hid his expression in the shadows, his two fists clenched until they were trembling slightly.

After a long time, Lancer's voice filled with gritted teeth sounded.

"I, Diarmuid Odina, swear on my honor as a member of the Fiona Knights that in this Holy Grail War, I will definitely destroy Caster with my own hands! Absolutely!"

"Lan...lancer...right?"

"Miyafuji-dono."

"Are these also handled by you?"

As if he understood the reason for Shenji's unbearable expression, Lancer nodded gently and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Miyafuji. At most, I can only let you know the truth alone. This is... a rule."

"So these children will ultimately be classified as missing...?"

Shen Er lowered his head and smiled sadly, then showed a somewhat complicated expression, and continued softly: "Obviously those parents are still waiting for their children to return to their parents, even if they are corpses. Treat them as missing.

It may give their parents hope, but let me tell you, that is the most cruel thing..."

In the news that Shinji saw in his previous life, after a child disappeared, his parents searched across the country for decades to find the lost child, just because of the possibility that "the child might still be alive or still exist in this world."

How many of the parents of these children will be like the parents I have seen on the news, spending their entire lives chasing a hope that is hopeless at all.

Lancer understands what Shenji means. Hope without hope is indeed inferior to a real result in a sense, but this is the principle of confidentiality of the magic way.



The flames in the factory were lit by Shinji himself. It was better to let the magician clean up these "human beings" than to let himself, a "human being" do it.

Looking at Shenji's slightly decadent back, Lancer did not see him off, but watched him leave. He even felt that the other person needed to be alone for a while.

It wasn't until Shen Er's back completely disappeared that Lancer called out the spear in his hand again and shouted in a deep voice: "Come out, I've noticed you a long time ago, King of Conquerors!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As an extraordinarily bold voice sounded, Iskandar's figure also appeared beside him.

"I thought I was the first person to touch Caster's hometown, but I didn't expect someone to be faster than me... no, faster than my little master."

Also appearing with Rider was Weber, who had just been hiding behind a pillar.

"Then again, who is that?" Iskandar looked in the direction Shenji left, "It doesn't look like your master, Lancer."

Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking action, Lancer also put away his guns and nodded slightly: "Well, that person is an ordinary person of this era. In his words, he is a detective who pursues truth and justice."

"It seems that I have made a good friend in this era, Lancer, hahahaha..."

Rider laughed again, then looked at the burning factory in front of him, and changed the topic: "But having said that, being able to track down Caster's position using ordinary people's methods is also a rare talent."

"The Conquering King!"

"Don't be so angry. I didn't say that I wanted to accept him as a vassal. But it seems that you are quite interested in this friend."

Lancer also praised Shen Er from the bottom of his heart at this time: "That Your Excellency has a heart of justice that is persistent in the truth and carries it out all the time. Among the people I have met in Diarmuid's life, there is no one as good as that Excellency.

Pure faith can only be matched by a handful.”

The emperor nodded at this time: "I see, to get such an evaluation from you, Lancer, I think you are also a rare talent with sincerity."

"Rider... So can we go back?" Weber, a classmate on the side, sighed and covered his face and said a little tiredly. He was indeed a little disappointed. He didn't expect that someone could figure out Caster's position faster than him, and

He's just an ordinary detective.

"Don't show such a depressed expression. You did a good job, little master."

Student Weber, who blushed slightly, looked a little embarrassed and turned his face away.

"Then again, I'm planning to hold a banquet tonight, are you interested? Lancer?"

"Thank you for the invitation, King of Conquerors, but I still want to go back to my lord."

"Well, anyway, as I said before, I will compete with the one who wins the knight showdown between you and Saber!"

"Just wait, King of Conquerors, I, Diarmuid, am also looking forward to that moment!"



Tonight, in the original timeline, was originally the night of Xiao Lin's big adventure and the night of Kariya's hero saving Mawei.

However, because Caster, who lost his master yesterday, did not go out hunting and because Kariya is not the master in this timeline, the twin-tailed girl and Kariya will stay home tonight...probably.

Tonight is also the banquet of the Three Kings, but Shinji, who has no interest in it, is too lazy to peep.

What's so interesting about two macho men bullying a stupid girl? It's not 3...ahem!

'My lord, caster has started hunting again.'

After hearing the news from Zaid, Shinji felt helpless for a while, but then decided to take a risk himself and "enlighten" Caster like Ryunosuke in the original world line.

Although he knew that there was an Assassin outside who had been following him since he entered Caster's camp with Lancer, Shinji didn't care. He didn't miss any details and could check it at will.



"Ah~ Lord Kami, you are really a guy that no one likes..."

On the bench in the park, the drunken Shinji muttered in a low voice with his eyes blurred, and by chance, a passing caster who was just about to go hunting heard Shinji's muttering and stopped.

At this time, Shinji is playing the role of an ordinary person who knows the unknown side of the world, but is distressed and gets drunk late at night.

"god…"

Looking at this big-eyed cuteness, Shenji drunkenly drank all the wine in the bottle and threw it to the ground, then pointed at caster.

"That's right! It's God! That...hateful and selfish guy!"

When he heard the topic he was interested in, Caster also bowed to Shen Er close to his chest: "Hello, strange boy, I completely agree with what you said, yes! God is a hateful and selfish guy!

"

"Hahaha, that's right! It's just a wicked bastard who only loves the world but not humans! Speaking of which, uncle, your dress is a bit strange. Is it a cosplay?"

"It doesn't matter. The love you are talking about...God loves this world? What do you mean? God..."

Shen Er opened a bottle of red wine with his teeth again, drank it in a gulp, and then said drunkenly: "Ah! He who loves this world is definitely a person who likes hymns to human beings full of courage and hope, and at the same time

A disgusting, perverted, evil-minded bastard of all kinds of tragedy and despair!”

Hearing this, Caster completely lost his temper, with an expression on his face that said, "Tell me more, I want to hear it!"



Seeing Shenji lying on the bench and falling asleep after drunkenly complaining for a long time, Caster sincerely bowed deeply to his chest, and then slowly left.

Especially this person's words "If he doesn't like it, why doesn't he rewrite the tragedy? He must like it very much! He is just a pervert with a very bad taste!" Caster benefited a lot!

Of course, even a certain assassin that had been following Shenji didn't notice it, and the corner of Shenji's mouth facing the back of the bench slightly raised after Caster left.

On the other side, Tohsaka House.

After conducting an investigation by Assassin, Kirei also obtained detailed information about the young man who went to the factory with Lancer during the day.

After carefully reading through Shenji's information and the inference analysis that Assassin found in his room, I realized that the other party was just an ordinary detective, and that he was just depressed after discovering that there was another hidden inhumane world in the world. He drank to relieve his sorrow.

After that, I didn’t pay any more attention to it.

Such a person is not as interesting as Matou Kariya who is not the Master.

"Kirei, come to the basement."

Hearing the voice coming from the loudspeaker, Kirei quickly replied: "Hi, teacher."

After throwing Shinji's information into the trash can, Kirei opened the door and went straight to the basement where his teacher was.

Tonight, the banquet of the Three Kings.

Tokiomi was going to use an assassin to sneak attack Rider and his master. Kirei had just learned about this and started to summon all the assassins.

For Tokiomi, it doesn't matter whether he fails or succeeds, the purpose is to master the opponent's combat effectiveness.

As expected, the Assassin summoned by Kirei actually forced out the most powerful Noble Phantasm the Emperor had ever used - the King's Army.

In short, the result was that Kirei, who had just moved two days ago, returned to the church to ask for asylum before dawn.

This time is not considered cover-up, after all, this time, his followers are really gone!

Of course, when he went to the church and returned to the familiar stone room, what he saw was Gilgamesh who had just finished the Three Kings' Banquet and seemed to be waiting for him...

Missionary work seems to be reaching its final stage soon.

------Digression-----

After get off work, go home and sleep!
Chapter completed!
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