Kotomine Kirei's eyes behind the priest's collar frowned slightly at the Heroic Spirit before him. "King of Heroes... I believe you are mistaken. I am a member of the church. Yes, that is correct. I am a person who believes in the Lord. How could I feel pleasure from disaster and suffering?"
Gilgamesh just smiled and didn't say much more. The man before him had been trapped in his own invisible shackles for too long. To make him see the ugliness in his own heart, his own darkness, would be difficult to achieve with just a few words. To be honest, Gilgamesh truly wanted to see what kind of fun this man before him would bring to the world after he awakened.
[You are in love with me.]
For a moment, Kirei seemed to see the woman in the white room, the dagger flashing with a cold light, and the hot blood that had splattered onto his face, into his eyes.
Ah... to think I would remember this again. As expected of the King of Heroes. A few words had hit the most conflicted and softest part of his heart. That's right, thinking back now, when he was reporting the situation to his teacher, the corners of his mouth had indeed curled up slightly. Could he really feel pleasure from the suffering of others?
Kirei closed his eyes, hiding all his thoughts deep in his heart again. He returned to that same indifferent appearance, as if nothing could arouse his interest.
Gilgamesh just watched the man before him with great interest. He was just a spectator. From a personal point of view, he hoped to see this man awaken to his true self. That would surely be quite interesting. He had not expected to meet such an interesting person in this era. It was truly rare.
Moreover, Gilgamesh had developed a hint of disgust and impatience for his current Master, Tokiomi. It was a rare occasion to descend upon this world. Participating in the Holy Grail War should be a bit more pleasant and joyful. Staying with an uninteresting guy like Tokiomi was really a bit annoying. The current Gilgamesh was already thinking of changing his Master. But there was no rush. There were still 6 days. He had already made this priest aware of the seed buried in his heart. As long as he waited for this seed to sprout, it would be time for him to change his Master. During this time, he would just watch Tokiomi's jokes. To think that this uninteresting man, who clearly had all sorts of thoughts in his mind, insisted on maintaining such a calm expression, such an unnecessary noble restraint.
Every time Gilgamesh thought of this, he wanted to take out some truth serum from his treasury, and then watch this man, his expression full of fear as he spoke the truth. But to use an item from his treasury on such an uninteresting man... it really felt a bit not worth it. No matter how pathetic an uninteresting man was, the feeling he gave in the end was still, as expected, uninteresting. Because he had already foreseen the ending, Gilgamesh was, on the contrary, not so looking forward to Tokiomi's reaction after drinking a truth serum.
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On the other side, Tokiomi, after being given the cold shoulder by Kariya, felt that he had lost face, that he had been insulted and provoked. He naturally chose to leave the ruins directly.
Kariya was still there, constantly searching for the entrance to the basement. But even if he found the entrance to the basement, there was not a single existence he wanted to see in that underground space. After all, the entire basement had been cleared out by Aslan with fire, room by room. The people who were here probably didn't want their remains to have any connection with this house and the insects here. Therefore, Aslan had burned all the bones here to ashes. Strictly speaking, not even ash was left.
Compared to the ruins above ground, the smell of charcoal that spread from this basement was no less than that on the surface. These smells stimulated his nasal cavity and also stimulated Kariya's heart.
After searching for a long time without finding a single clue, Kariya, exhausted and helpless, leaned against the wall of the ruins and slid to the ground. His body was really reaching its limit. But at this moment, Kariya suddenly remembered that after this raging fire, there was still one person who had survived. And that was his own eldest nephew—Shinji. At this moment, Shinji was already receiving treatment in the hospital. Although he needed to recuperate for a while, his life was not in danger. Kariya endured the pain and fatigue of his body and stood up. Finally, he walked towards the hospital. On one hand, he was concerned about the life, safety, and psychological problems of this child who was the only one to have survived the fire scene. On the other hand, he actually wanted to know more: did Shinji know how the fire had started? And where had his little sister gone? In the end, in this man's heart, his own nephew was not as important as the daughter of the person he loved.
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At the same time, on a coastline in the city, Kiritsugu looked at the investigation report on the Caster team that his friend had sent him, while from time to time, his gaze fell upon the sea.
Kiritsugu felt a bit emotional. There were really a lot of people from the Clock Tower participating in this Holy Grail War this time. But it was just a fleeting feeling. After all, two of the three were just students of the Clock Tower. To kill these students didn't seem to be a very difficult matter. He would put these things aside for now.
The first thing they had to solve was still that King in Golden Armor. And to deal with that glittering King was not a simple matter. Kiritsugu, while thinking about countermeasures, waited for the phone at his waist to ring. Before long, the phone hanging at his waist began to ring. However, Kiritsugu did not pick it up. He just fired a flare into the sky.
Before long, a fishing boat sped towards Kiritsugu's location.
Kiritsugu extinguished the cigarette in his hand and finally jumped directly onto the fishing boat. The person on the boat nodded at Kiritsugu, then directly pulled off the black waterproof cloth on the boat, revealing a black, special-made case. Kiritsugu opened the case and looked at the contents. A rare smile finally appeared on his serious face.
His old friend was much more capable than he had imagined, to have actually gotten him so many good things. This way, even if he couldn't take care of that glittering King, he could take care of his Master. But to deal with that king, just his own team attacking, the chances of winning were still a bit small. Although he didn't want to, right now, he could only seek an alliance, even if it was just for one day.