Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 110
by TINY FAN FICTIONMultiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 110
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 110 Kotomine Kirei: If the lord doesn’t abandon me, I’m willing to acknowledge you as my master.
After a night that swept through the entire Fuyuki City with noise, the sky finally welcomed the morning sun.
In a secluded small house located in the residential area near Shinyama Town, Tohsaka Tokiomi slowly woke up, looking at the somewhat familiar ceiling and blinked his eyes involuntarily.
Listening to the chatter and noise coming from outside, Tohsaka Tokiomi recalled that this was the most secretive property of the Tohsaka Household within Fuyuki City.
Or rather, a more suitable term would be a backup base.
It was intentionally not chosen to be far from the city, but rather in a remote residential area with little atmosphere.
On the surface, it was just a 2-story single-family house, but in reality, it was built on a Leyline, and a considerable amount of Magecraft equipment and gems were stored here, unknown even to Tohsaka Aoi, and only known to the successive heads of the Tohsaka Household as a secret base.
Of course, those Magecraft equipment and gems had been taken out by him beforehand and were completely consumed in the battle against Kenneth.
He lost.
From the dream of dominating the Holy Grail War with 4 powerful Heroic Spirits and fulfilling the Tohsaka’s long-cherished wish, to the cruel reality of abandoning his face and dignity as a Magus, escaping like a hyena by exploiting a contractual loophole, and even abandoning his wife to the enemy, all of this happened in less than 3 minutes.
The only thing to be grateful for was that neither Matou Kariya nor that Otherworld Heroic Spirit seemed like the type to harm an innocent person like Tohsaka Aoi.
…He could only think that now.
“Master?”
Following the sound, Tohsaka Tokiomi turned his head to see his disciple, Kotomine Kirei, standing in the shadows, looking down at him with an air of superiority.
Perhaps because he was standing in the shadows, making his expression unclear, Tohsaka Tokiomi suddenly felt that this disciple seemed somewhat unfamiliar.
However, after smelling the rich aroma emitted by the bowl of medicinal porridge in Kirei’s hand, Tohsaka Tokiomi faintly lost his smile.
Have I lost my mind?
Kirei was still the same Kirei; what could change in just one day?
Although Kotomine Kirei didn’t appear last night, Tohsaka Tokiomi was certain that he was definitely nearby, and as long as he was caught by a Servant, he wouldn’t be able to escape.
While Tohsaka Tokiomi and Kotomine Kirei are master and disciple, Tohsaka Tokiomi made it clear on Kirei’s first day in the world of Magecraft, “Don’t even think about it being master and disciple, even if it were father and son, clashing swords in the interest of profit is not uncommon.”
So, if Kirei had just sat there and let himself be eliminated last night, Tohsaka Tokiomi wouldn’t have any complaints.
But probably because he grew up in a good family, Tohsaka Tokiomi was raised with an unwavering sense of superiority and confidence, which prevented him from completely transforming into a cold-blooded Magus.
It’s like even if a traveler has been away for a long time, as long as their loving parents are still alive, they can’t fully accept the reality of being Alone.
Therefore, Tohsaka Tokiomi, at his core, still prefers to believe in others.
To the point that when his trust is repaid, his heart is filled with emotion and guilt.
And even though Kirei always has a blank expression, he risked coming to save me last night, he’s truly a kind person with a gentle heart and love for his family.
Even if it’s just to repay Kirei’s kindness, I have to pull myself together!
I, Tohsaka Tokiomi, haven’t lost yet!
Help me up!
I can still fight!
“Kirei, thank you for your hard work last night.”
Rubbing his face vigorously, Tohsaka Tokiomi got up from the sofa, straightened his back, and regained some of his elegance and composure.
If you ignore his bare upper body and his messy beard and hair from the fight.
Kotomine Kirei brought the porridge to the table, but still didn’t say a word.
Even though he was emotionally unstable, Tohsaka Tokiomi sensed that Kotomine Kirei’s state seemed somewhat off.
But he didn’t have time to think too much, he picked up the porridge in front of him and drank it silently.
From the injuries he sustained last night, losing too much blood
Because he had already imagined Tohsaka Tokiomi drinking the poisonous gruel and dying with an incredulous gaze,
Just a slight imagination made Kotomine Kirei somewhat ecstatic, like a Servant who had just grasped the concept of the “Noble Phantasm”.
Unfortunately, it was not possible now, as Kotomine Kirei was aware that the Queen of the Shadow, a being as elusive as a “Phantom”, was still waiting somewhere in the house.
He had a feeling that after he had grasped the truth of pleasure, Lancer’s gaze towards him seemed to hold a hint of “Something is wrong”, as if he had seen right through him, much like a Master who had grasped the “Mind’s Eye”.
If Tohsaka Tokiomi gave the order, it would only take a fraction of a second for the opponent to kill him, a speed akin to a “High-Speed Battle” between 2 skilled Masters.
Kotomine Kirei was not afraid of death, even more so now that he had experienced the joy of “ecstasy”, a feeling that rivaled the thrill of a “Grail War”.
But he had only just begun to savor the pleasure, and he was not willing to die now, not when he had just discovered the “True Nature” of his existence.
If only the King of Heroes was Tohsaka Tokiomi’s Servant, how delightful it would be, a “dream come true” for Kotomine Kirei.
Tohsaka Tokiomi’s expression, when betrayed by both his disciple and Servant at the same time, would be a “double delight”, a “feast for the eyes” akin to a “Banquet of Kings”.
At the mere thought of it, Kotomine Kirei’s eyes sparkled with a fiery passion, like a “Demon” gazing at a “Goddess”, as he sized up Tohsaka Tokiomi with an unbridled intensity, reminiscent of a “Mystic Eye” gazing into the soul.
Tohsaka Tokiomi, who was initially basking in the warmth of the medication, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively looked around, his senses on high alert like a “Mage” detecting a “Hidden Enemy”.
“Kirei?”
Fortunately, I had never been very expressive, a trait that served him well in this situation, much like a “Poker Face” in a high-stakes game of “Fate”.
Composing himself, Kotomine Kirei looked at Tohsaka Tokiomi, hesitating for a moment before slowly exhaling, a gesture that belied the turmoil brewing within, much like the “Calm before the Storm”.
“…Master, Assassin has already left the scene.”
Tohsaka Tokiomi had anticipated this situation and would not, like others, criticize Kotomine Kirei for not showing mercy, a trait that set him apart as a true “Master” in the world of “Fate”.
When facing that terrifying Otherworld Heroic Spirit, there was no room for mercy, only the ruthless efficiency of a “War of Survival”, where only the strongest would prevail.
“I know this, next, Kirei, you will go to the Holy Church and be with Kotomine Risei, I will continue my war!”
At this moment, Tohsaka Tokiomi had made up his mind, determined to continue fighting, even if it meant losing the support of the Leyline and his workshop, and even if he had to abandon his Magecraft Equipment and jewels, a resolve that rivaled the unyielding spirit of a “Hero”.
Until Kotomine Kirei’s words shattered his dreams, a blow that struck at the very heart of his being, like a “Critical Hit” in a battle of “Fate”.
“…Father, Father has also passed away.”
Tohsaka Tokiomi’s eyes widened in surprise, even more so than when Tohsaka Aoi saw him and Matou Kariya entangled in a muscular struggle.
“What’s going on?!”
Seeing Tohsaka Tokiomi’s distraction, Kotomine Kirei let out a slight sigh of relief.
“Father went abroad, and as soon as he got off the plane, he found you and Kenneth clashing, so he rushed over, but was ambushed by Emiya Kiritsugu…”
Could it be because of me?
Tohsaka Tokiomi never expected it to end like this.
Although he and Kotomine Risei had an age gap and weren’t exactly close friends, they still got along well.
Not to mention that the other had gone against the teachings and secretly helped him in the Holy Grail War.
Learning that someone like that had died because of him, Tohsaka Tokiomi’s bravado instantly dissipated, leaving only a piercing pain like being cut by a knife.
He also understood why Kotomine Kirei’s expression had been strange.
Tohsaka Tokiomi had heard that some people, when overwhelmed with grief, would become extremely calm, observing the world in a detached state, as if they couldn’t feel the pain, or even their own body.
Kirei, this child, has always been very reserved.
I imagine he’s even more so now, right?
I actually doubted him!
I’m not a human!
His heart was being torn apart by guilt like a Viper’s fangs.
Tohsaka Tokiomi walked forward and embraced Kotomine Kirei.
“Kirei, I am so sorry. If it weren’t for me……”
As a very elegant master, Tohsaka Tokiomi undoubtedly places great importance on etiquette, even towards his wife, rarely making such intimate gestures.
Now facing this situation, he doesn’t even know what to do.
After a long while, he suddenly had a brainwave.
“If you don’t mind, from now on, I’ll be your father!”
Kotomine Kirei, who was taken aback by Tohsaka Tokiomi’s embrace, heard these heartfelt words and his skin prickled.
But suddenly realizing something, his eyes lit up.
Wow, patricide and teacher-icide, 2 wishes, fulfilled at once!
Mr. Tokiomi, you are truly my benefactor!
Overcome with emotion, Kotomine Kirei slightly opened his mouth and forced the word “father” out.
“Kirei!Kirei!”
Tohsaka Tokiomi didn’t know what to say either, just patted Kotomine Kirei’s back emotionally.
On the second floor, Scáthach leaned against the railing, her smooth purple hair draped over her curvaceous body, swaying gently in the wind.
She shook her head slightly, not knowing what she was looking at.
This Master not only sucks at fighting, his brain doesn’t seem too sharp, and his eyes seem a bit blind.
Should I find another path?
She looked towards the tallest building in Shin’yama Town.
On the top floor of Hyatt Hotel, Kenneth silently stared at the ceiling, his thoughts almost stagnant, only the 3 questions of life remained in his mind.
Can the Magic Crest be repaired?
If I can’t use Magecraft anymore, what’s left of my life?
It was not until the door suddenly opened, a familiar and completely unfamiliar footsteps came out that he slowly turned his head.
It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t look at it.
It makes his already pale face even less Blood Color, and he almost falls off the bed.
“saber! What’s going on with you?!”
Harm me!
Someone wants to murder me!
Kenneth subconsciously wanted to activate Command Spell, but Mana was slightly running, and severe pain came from the Magic Circuit, which almost made him faint.
Moreover, he no longer has Command Spell.
After returning last night, Sola-Ui took away all of his Command Spells, citing her reason as helping him win the Holy Grail War and using the Holy Grail to restore his Body.
This left Kenneth, already a broken man, lying in the hotel, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Logically speaking, he should be overjoyed that his fiancée, who had always been cold and sarcastic towards him, was suddenly being so proactive.
However, Kenneth, who had lost his pride and support, couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was off, as if there was a gaping hole in his heart, with an endless cold wind blowing in.
Artoria watched as Kenneth lost his composure, sighing in exasperation, as his reaction was hardly unexpected.
“Master, I, I couldn’t defeat him, and he said he had business with you, so I couldn’t stop him.”
Although Artoria said this, she still turned to block the silver-haired youth, considering that her Master might be in the most vulnerable stage of his life.
“Whatever it is, just say it.”
Ignoring Artoria’s expression, which was filled with annoyance and disdain, Noah waved at Kenneth in the room.
“Mr. Kayneth, don’t be so tense; I’ve come to make a deal with you. If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it yesterday, and even if I had just held back Lia a bit, you’d be in the morgue by now.”
Kenneth, who was drenched in cold sweat due to his pain, didn’t know what to say.
Should he rebuke Noah and correct his hair, telling him it wasn’t a Lemonhead (Kayneth)?
Or should he acknowledge that Noah’s words were actually correct?
Kenneth looked around, confirming that he had no strength to resist, and suddenly felt that he didn’t have much to fear after all.
This was probably what they called, giving up?
“…What do you want? My Master Permission has already been taken by Sola-Ui.”
Sola-Ui, who was that?
Noah thought for a second before recalling the red-haired girl.
Oh, a passing female character, doesn’t matter.
“That has nothing to do with me; after all, aren’t you two engaged? Discussing this with you should be the same as discussing it with Sola-Ui-san, right?”
These words left Kenneth unsure of how to respond, as Noah’s words were correct, while his own suspicions were baseless.
This feeling was like an academically struggling student approaching the end of the semester, where even though a voice in their heart urged them to face reality, they couldn’t help but subconsciously give up and ignore it.
Seeing Kenneth’s silence, Noah assumed he had agreed to his perspective.
“Oh, Lemonhead (Kayneth), could you perhaps impart the method and rationale behind creating your quicksilver Magecraft Equipment? As a Price, I could aid you in 3 battles?”
Moon Spirit Essence?
Why?
If a Magic Crest is the heart of a Magus, then various Magecraft Equipment are the limbs of a Magus.
Without Magecraft Equipment, even the most exceptional Magic Crest and abundant Mana are hard-pressed to be effective.
Thus, anyone who dares to inquire about the core of Kenneth’s Magecraft Equipment would be sharply rebuked for their foolhardiness.
Yet this individual is a formidable Servant…
In this moment, the only thing that surfaces in Kenneth’s mind is sheer bewilderment.
“Why? The Moon Spirit Essence should hold no significance for you, right?”
Although the Moon Spirit Essence is a powerful Magecraft Equipment, Kenneth is well aware of its limitations.
To put it simply, its defensive capabilities can only block bullets at best.
If faced with an Anti-Material Weapon or a Rocket Shell, I would be as good as dead.
Of course, it’s rare for a Magus to be struck directly by a bullet.
“Well, to put it bluntly, it’s to learn your approach, and it’s too dull to judge solely based on power, isn’t it? After all, Magecraft itself is a marvelously intricate discipline, isn’t it?”
Watching Noah, Kenneth’s thoughts suddenly grew muddled.
The mysteries of Magecraft…
Yes, didn’t I first delve into the study of Magecraft with such a mindset?
When did I start caring so much about the opinions of others?
To the point where I’ve come to view Magecraft as a means to gain status and wealth?
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