Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 93
by TINY FAN FICTIONMultiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 93
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 93 The extremely rare and exceptional Bastard, sought after by all
Near the seaside park’s harbor, on top of a container, Emiya Kiritsugu held up his sniper rifle, aiming at a target in the distance.
In the night vision scope with infrared detection, a figure appeared, blurry yet distinct.
It was blurry because the view only showed a vague, 2-colored glow.
However, it was clear because the outline and shape were extremely distinct, shining like a beacon in the dim environment, making it an easy target.
Especially that tacky, lemon-shaped pompadour, which was a target that Emiya Kiritsugu had been longing for.
Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald!
If he hadn’t stolen the Holy Relic prepared by the Einzbern Family, the Saber, who was a top-tier Servant, would have been Emiya Kiritsugu’s Servant.
After witnessing the battle between Servants on the ground, Emiya Kiritsugu’s emotions were complex.
He felt disappointed, disappointed that the legendary King Arthur was just a blonde, blue-eyed girl.
He also felt angry, angry that people from the same era as King Arthur had placed such a heavy burden on this young girl.
And he felt relieved, relieved that he hadn’t been the one to summon her and send her to the battlefield.
However, no matter how his emotions swirled, Emiya Kiritsugu remained calm, his finger on the trigger steady.
The pompadour in his sights was still looking down, obviously unaware of Emiya Kiritsugu’s presence, who had his head in his crosshairs.
This was not beyond Emiya Kiritsugu’s expectations.
Since the Holy Relic was stolen, Emiya Kiritsugu had thoroughly investigated Kenneth, this individual… well, just to confirm that he would participate in the Holy Grail War, which had nothing to do with the theft of the Holy Relic.
In any case, based on Emiya Kiritsugu’s investigation, Kenneth was a typical Magus.
Talented, arrogant, lacking a sense of crisis, disdainful of technology, and not too smart…
This kind of opponent, Emiya Kiritsugu had killed many of before.
Those who have been immersed in the world of Magecraft for too long have forgotten a more fundamental truth… No matter the method, when a person is killed, they die, whether by gun or Magecraft!
Master, the times have changed!
“Maiya, what’s the status?”
“I’ve locked onto that red-haired woman; we can fire at any moment.”
After receiving the answer, Emiya Kiritsugu did not act immediately but instead took a moment to survey the surroundings.
He was contemplating whether it was worth exposing his presence as the Price to eliminate Kenneth.
Compared to Kenneth, Emiya Kiritsugu was more concerned about the other Masters.
For instance, the yet-to-be-revealed Master of the Matou Family.
Or Tohsaka Tokiomi, whose strength as a Magus may not match Kenneth’s, but as a member of the Three Great Families, he understands the essence of the Holy Grail War and is certainly more dangerous.
Like the unknown Berserker’s Master, who, despite having stats 2 tiers lower, can still hold their own against Saber.
And then there’s Kotomine Kirei, that Agent of the Holy Church…
There was no apparent reason, yet when Emiya Kiritsugu saw the other’s Records, he felt an inexplicable concern that he couldn’t ignore.
There was always a sense of encountering someone of the same type…
In any case, the unknown is the greatest Enemy.
Compared to the obvious Kenneth, Emiya Kiritsugu always felt that the other opponents were the more dangerous ones.
From this perspective, leaving Kenneth and his Saber to draw the fire of the other Masters was the best choice.
But time waits for no one; opportunities are always fleeting…
Abandoning the arrogant idea of taking out all the Masters at once, Emiya Kiritsugu took a deep Breathing Technique and raised his gun again.
“Maiya, listen to my countdown, and we’ll fire together.”
“Okay!”
“Three, 2…”
A thunderous roar of engines echoed through the night sky, interrupting Emiya Kiritsugu’s thoughts.
However, the bigger problem was the maniacal laughter that followed.
“Huh? Wait!”
Quickly halting the attack, Emiya Kiritsugu adjusted the scope’s position, and his pupils instantly constricted, his expression distorting.
“What? Ilyasviel?! How could she be here?!”
It can’t be wrong, even though the oversized heavy motorcycle is ridden by a blonde youth in a black and white biker outfit, along with a white-haired little girl dressed like a Christmas doll, the combination looks quite awkward.
However, Emiya Kiritsugu immediately recognized that it was his summoned Heroic Spirit Gilgamesh, along with his daughter, Ilyasviel!
After summoning Gilgamesh, Emiya Kiritsugu arrived in Fuyuki City ahead of his wife Irisviel to make preparations.
In the scheme, Emiya Kiritsugu planned to have Irisviel disguise herself as Gilgamesh’s Master, arriving in Fuyuki City openly to draw fire, while he would sneak attack other Masters from the sidelines.
But, why is Ilyasviel here?
Where did Irisviel go?
This confusion quickly dissipated when Emiya Kiritsugu saw the excitement on Ilyasviel’s rosy little face.
Emiya Kiritsugu realized he had overlooked one point, which was Gilgamesh’s own will.
Although he wouldn’t treat his Servant as merely a Servant like other Masters, it seemed he had underestimated these uniquely characterized Ancient Heroes a bit too much.
During these days, Emiya Kiritsugu and Gilgamesh had hardly spoken, but the innocent Ilyasviel and Irisviel surprisingly got along well with this Ancient tyrant.
It must be Ilyasviel!
It must be Ilyasviel who begged Gilgamesh to bring her along.
With Gilgamesh’s personality, if he insisted on bringing Ilyasviel, then no one in Einzbern Castle could stop him.
That useless Ahad!
Why don’t you dare to fight the King of Heroes?!
At worst, it would just mean dying a few hundred times!
And Alice!
What are you doing, Alice?!
Filled with deep regret, Emiya Kiritsugu knew that dwelling on these thoughts was futile, and could only keep a close watch on the center of the battlefield.
In the coastal park, Noah and Artoria had forgotten their defenses, silently watching the heavy motorcycle speeding towards the center of the battlefield, with the blonde youth sitting on it.
In an instant, upon being summoned to the modern world, Heroic Spirits are bestowed with the knowledge necessary for life in this era by Root.
Therefore, Artoria knows what Bōsōzoku is.
Even so, Artoria still felt a sense of dissonance seeing these people amidst the chaotic battlefield.
Especially that young girl with white hair, delicate as a Doll, who hopped off the motorcycle and let out a soft ‘hey-hoo’ sound.
Coupled with her red and white Christmas outfit, she truly seemed to be the embodiment of cuteness.
Both Noah and Artoria felt their hearts bubbling with a strange mixture of emotions.
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