The white clouds are floating, the sun is warm, spreading between the jungles, and in the fields outside, there are golden ears of wheat, shaking gently in the breeze, and the golden light is brilliant.

In the villa, in the large bedroom on the second floor, Dismusk leaned lazily on the sofa. In front of him was a tall figure. Even when he was sitting there, his waist was straight, his hands were naturally placed on his knees, his youthful vitality, his cold face, and his eyes full of rationality.

"Kitsuji Emiya, over the years, I heard that you have made a huge name... a magician killer!" Dismusk looked at the young man in front of him, and felt a sigh in his heart. When he was in Japan, Emiya had only reached his waist. Unexpectedly, this child was so tall after just a few years. Although he was not as tall as him... But I guess he learned a lot of skills with Amelia. His tender face was replaced by maturity. He made a huge name after just a few years of debut. Thinking about the task he gave him was just to understand the magician behind the Holy Grail. Unexpectedly, the person in front of him actually gave him a bright red rose... "Magician's Blood"

"Everything follows the will of the godfather and maintains the stability of the world under an orderly order. Those who are out of constraints often need sanctions from guardians, in the name of justice!" Kiritsugu Emiya's face was as stiff as a reef on the coast. It was just that when facing his adoptive father, his beliefs in his life and his oaths in his heart could not hide the excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Justice..." Dismusk was stunned and looked out the window. The warmth of the sun was mixed with a slightly moving breeze, the dazzling light, and the tilt of the leaves. He glanced at Kiritsugu Emiya for a complicated look, and nodded hesitantly, "Yes, you are the partner of Justice."

"Yes!" As if he had been recognized by the person who was most respected and resonated with the belief in his heart, Kiritsugu Emiya lowered his head and shouted excitedly.

"Come on, let's talk about your receipts in the past few years." Dismusk nodded at the other party.

"Godfather, what we have experienced this time is called the Fourth Holy Grail War in history. The magicians participating in the competition include the Misan family, Tosaka Toshiko, the head of the Tosaka family, and the Maki family are not known who participated. There is also the Einzberen family and the great godfather of the black party, Mr. Dismusk." In the end, Kiritsugu Emiya's calm eyes burst into flames.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at his adoptive father with a hot gaze, his mood fluctuated slightly, and after slowly calming down, he said, "The remaining four camps are not yet sure, everything is just speculation, and the detailed information exists in Einzberen Castle."

Dismusk knew that when Emiya was still young, his figure had been deeply imprinted in the other party's heart, becoming a belief to adhere to and a banner of life goals. Thinking of this, Dismusk laughed and said, "No, you did it well."

After receiving praise from the people in front of me, Kiritsugu Emiya showed a smile on his cold face. He said with a little excitement, "Godfather, Kiritsugu still has one thing that I don't understand. When I chase those magicians who are out of order, the power they show sometimes makes me very difficult. Can Godfather teach me how to arbitrate?"

Dismusk was stunned and then smiled and said, "Everything in the world has a fixed number. They all follow the conservation of certain energy, such as the woods outside, which perform respiration, absorb oxygen, discharge carbon dioxide, and perform photosynthesis, absorb carbon dioxide and release oxygen."

Speaking of this, Dismusk looked at Kiritsugu Emiya with a confused look on his face and continued, "Whether magic or magic, the energy operation changes will never be separated from its sect, that's this..."

Feeling the godfather lit his chest, Kiritsugu Emiya said in a daze, “Is it the heart!?”

"Yes, or not, in general, it is the essence of energy..." Dismusk shook his head and continued, "This potential hidden in the body is called the small universe."

"Whether you learn from it or use it directly, the starting point of this energy is yourself, your body itself, and your small universe containing countless rules."

"Am I myself... Is there still unexplored potential... the small universe?" Thinking of his childhood "destroyed" by Aunt Amelia, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. Did he still have the ability to display it?

With a puzzled look, Kiritsugu Emiya looked at the man in front of him.

Dismusk smiled very well, picked up a pencil from the table and handed it to Kiritsugu Emiya who was confused.

"Concentrate on it, observe it with your heart, bring your attention out of the long river of time, and enter a mysterious and mysterious state of present. Don't perceive its existence through your brain and slowly realize it. This awareness of existence will become a part of your perception. This timeless consciousness will gradually become a new understanding. It exists deep in the genes of all living beings. It will not damage the sacred and mysterious of life, but will contain the deep essence and roots of all existences. Its awakening can be called the sixth sense."

Like a big bad wolf who induced a sheep in circulation, watching Emiya Kiritsugu holding a pencil and looking like an old monk entering a meditation, Dismusk couldn't help but smile.

At this time, a slight footsteps sounded outside the door, and Dismusk's figure floated, and he arrived at the door the next moment. He didn't want others to disturb his child who had entered into meditation.

"Amelia, is there anything wrong?" Dismusk pushed the door first and whispered to Amelia who had just climbed the stairs.

"Master, the band found this place at the banquet that you rejected." Seeing the godfather standing at the door, Amelia was stunned at first, then instantly returned to normal, and said with a calm look on her face.

"Boom out, come and ask me about this little thing." Dismusk waved impatiently, but he secretly complained in his heart that Amelia has become increasingly confused about doing things recently.

When Amelia heard this, her face turned pale. Can that kind of character be able to compete with her little vampire? Originally, due to the irrigation of her master's blood, she was no longer afraid of the sun, and her skin became beautiful, but at this moment her face was made into a prototype again.

Seeing Amelia hesitate for a while, before she could speak, Dismusk heard the sound of spring water coming from downstairs.

"It seems that the domineering man doesn't welcome us..."

Listening to the obsessive sound, savoring the naughty tone, and experiencing the familiar body fragrance. Dismusk was stunned at first and then slowly drew a gentle curve in the corner of his mouth.

The man gently stroked Amelia aside and walked forward in a stroll.

At the end of the stairs, a pretty figure stood on the wooden floor with a yellow earthy atmosphere. Oh no, three figures. As casual as ever, there were the seductive short skirts and long high heeled boots, but this time it was white. There were two men standing behind the woman, one side was tall figure, white broken hair, and red tights. What explosive power was hidden there, but on the other side, there was a small figure, wearing casually fashionable clothes, and a violent and bloodthirsty light flashed in front of her cynical face.

"The Three Heavenly Kings of Heaven, Charme, Seven Shark Society, Chris!"
Chapter completed!