Snowflakes fluttered in the forest, and a slight "rustling" sound came from the dense forest. The white dress was compatible with the snow. A blooming snow lotus embroidered on the delicate canvas shoes. It suddenly came out of the snow. The long and straight black hair danced with the flying snow. Saber thought the woman of "Chen Comet" passed through the forest in the castle of Einzber. The graceful and swaying woman walked out of the edge of the forest. She looked back and showed a charming face to the castle that was already blurred in the snow.

Somewhere, a house, the darkness has reached its end. The morning sun shines on the earth. Wherever the light reaches, it brings in addition to warmth and light. The stone steps of light have been covered with blood. A pool of blood flowers extend to the front of the house garden. Kiritsugu Emiya looked indifferently at the head of the Achipolude family in the wheelchair, the emperor of Lancer, Kennedy, and the mp5 mini submachine gun in his hand gently pressed against Kennedy's wife Sophia's head.

"Report, the house is completely alert, and no trace of lancer is found." The headphones came from the report, and Emiya frowned even more tightly. Everything was within his calculations, surrounding Kennedy. For safety reasons, he chose to hold Sophia hostage to suppress Kennedy instead of choosing to snipe from a long distance. After all, it is ridiculous to kill his master at the moment of a famous ancient hero. Even if he succeeds one in ten thousand, he may not be able to avoid Lancer's rage and revenge gun under the residual magic.

But now everything seems to be changing quietly, and the trajectory of his plan is slowly deflecting.

After hesitating for a moment, Emiya arranged for his subordinates to be alert, he threw the arranged things at Kenneth.

Kenneth, who was surprised and suspicious, held the scroll in the air in his hand and kept calling his Servant in his heart, but the causal relationship between the servant and the Lord seemed to be frozen by the cold winter of the Alice Phil barrier forest, without a trace of response. This was a terrible signal, especially after seeing Emiya appear, he kept calling but the feedback was despair. He might have to withdraw from this war. After years of preparation, the glory of the family came to an end?! Despair has made him a little numb, so that when he faced Emiya, he could actually use a facial paralysis to scare Kiritsugu Emiya's gun.

"Self-force certificate?!" After opening the scroll, Kenneth, who was desperate, seemed to see another hint of anger and a hint of sadness.

Self-compulsive Certificate - is a magic contract used by the magician world to make a spell contract that must not be violated. The object of bondage technique - Kiritsugu Emiya, the content is as follows: Emiya's engraving order is based on the following conditions. The oath is like a precept, and the object of bondage is no exception. The oath, the great godfather of the mafia, adopted son, and the sixth heir of the Emiya family, Kiritsugu Emiya, can never kill, hurt Kenneth Elmero Achipolude and Sora Nazele Sophia.

Conditions and premises - According to the principle, no matter what means, the curse of the contract cannot be lifted. Even if life is given, as long as the magic seal is still there, even the soul after death will be bound.

Because he could not contact Lancer, Kenneth couldn't help but feel relieved about the way Emiya gave for some reason. He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Kiritsugu Emiya who was cold as cold as he was, and Sophia, who was trembling in a coma under the muzzle. His five fingers grabbed the handle of the wheelchair hard. After a long time, he sighed slightly in his heart, and tears couldn't help but flow out of his pupils, silently sprinkled on the contract in his hand.

With a "click" sound, it was the sound of Kiritsugu's gun loading bullets in Emiya. The man was finally a little anxious. He didn't want to waste time like this. It was time to remind the sentimental Kenneth that he could not grasp the whereabouts of Lancer. The longer he dragged on, the more unfavorable it was for him. No one here could restrict Lancer's actions.

"You won... Kiritsugu Emiya!" Kenneth's sob sound came from the low environment.

Looking at the contract that Kenneth signed, Kiritsugu Emiya breathed a sigh of relief, took out a cigarette from his long suit, and gently lit it to relieve the tension just now.

"I have withdrawn from the "Holy Grail War", and Lancer will not harm you. Can I leave now?" Kenneth held his beloved wife Sophia in his arms with difficulty, his old voice as if it was already in his twilight years.

"No one stops you, you can leave at any time." Kiritsugu Emiya exhaled a smoke ring and said without even looking at it.

Kenneth looked at the background of the man in front of him in complexity. The muzzle from under his coat gradually pressed down. He tightened Sophia, who was unconscious in his arms with one hand and pulled the wheelchair with the other.

"However, I have always had a question, where did the lancer go?" The methods are not mature, but they can also have timeliness. Emiya is still too young, and he also wants to know the answer to this question.

"Aren't you dragged it? And it can block me..." Since he had already let go of his fighting spirit, Kenneth's mind had collapsed. He subconsciously said it, but just as soon as he said it, he suddenly realized that his Servant was not trapped by the person in front of him, but had another reason.

"You..." Kenneth suddenly looked up, and just spit out a word, and bursts of gunfire suddenly came from behind, causing him to shake back and forth like a car. The familiar blood red shot out from in front of him, reflecting his embarrassed figure.

With a "click", his power could no longer control his wife's figure. Sophia rolled down from the wheelchair and flipped it a few times. Her eyes were wide open, staring at Kiritsugu Emiya's figure. A red line flowed out of the corner of her mouth, dripping along her lips to the ground.

Kenneth also fell to the ground. He seemed to have been hit by the trachea, and his breath became heavy, as if he was a drowning person, suffocating. He actually mourned in a pleading tone, "Please kill me..."

Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to be doing something irrelevant. He sucked a cigarette deeply, turned his back to the other party, and said regretfully, "I'm sorry for this. I can't follow the rules of the contract."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out, leaving Kenneth alone waiting for the arrival of death.

"Tsk tsk..." As soon as he walked out of the door, a continuous familiar signal came from his ears. Kiritsugu's pupils suddenly shrank. He turned his head to look at the second-story building next to him, with a hint of remembrance in his eyes and ninety-six vigilant.

Tighten the slight rush in his hand, Emiya spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and walked towards the house next to him step by step.

"Attention, all teams, the second floor of the attic is on the targeted abandoned factory building at 10 o'clock, waiting for my order." After muttering, Emiya opened the door, and the clear sound of footsteps coming upstairs came from the dead room.

As his steps became solemn, Emiya saw a pool of blood red coming from the second floor. After climbing to the second floor, the first thing that caught his eye was the lancer that he had always been worried about?! The sign representing the Knight of the Gun actually penetrated Lancer's chest. The knight committed suicide, and that was right! When Kenneth signed the contract, it was already a foregone conclusion.

Lancer turned his head in grief. When he saw Kiritsugu Emiya, it seemed that all this was clear.

"You guys are so..." Lancer kneeled down in his pool of blood, and said in a hoarse and low voice. "Do you want to win so much? Do you want to win the Holy Grail so much? Do you even have to trample on my only sincere wish with despicable means?! Don't you feel ashamed??" His beauty was twisted by blood and tears, and turned into a completely evil face. Lancer, who forgot about his hatred, no longer distinguishes himself from me. He looked at Kiritsugu, thought of Saber, and the fearful Saber Master, roared heart-wrenching resentment. "Unforgivable! You can't forgive you! Those who are captured by fame and fortune, belittle the Knight Rong Yao, will use my blood to filth that dream! I curse the Holy Grail! The wish to curse yours becomes a disaster! When you fall into the cauldron of hell, don't forget the anger of me, Dilumudo!"

The sound of curses was endless, and Lancer's figure disappeared with the exhaustion of magic, but his voice turbulently turbulent Emiya Kiritsugu's heart over and over again. He raised his eyes and looked at the woman who had been silent on the windowsill, the familiar figure, the familiar black windbreaker, the familiar snow-white underwear, the familiar short blue hair, and the charming face.

"My magic enlightenment mentor, adoptive mother, bounty hunter - Natalia Kaminsky."

"The methods are quite awkward, but I saw that you mature and the future is coming. You have learned everything I taught you." The woman leaned lazily against the window, like a weak girl, her soft whispers were like a spring breeze blowing on her face, and her soft voices made people's heart melt.

The man in front of him was unmoved because he knew that his teacher had charming ability, and his every frown and smile could drive other people's emotions. He also understood what the teacher said. He used the Origin bullet to break Kenneth's moon spirit marrow liquid and used some means to eliminate the other party. But this also made him feel scared, because all this was a secret action, how can outsiders know it?

"Any means are just auxiliary tools. For us, there are only two endings of anything, success or failure; just like the world will only see the result and will not care about your process, and human history will only focus on the ending. The process is just an embellishment after cause and effect." Emiya's dull voice was like his cold face. "Determine the goal and then use any means to complete it. It is the meaning of the Mafia's existence for thousands of years. So, my enlightenment teacher, what is your meaning here?"

"This is not only the doctrine of the mafia, but also the true meaning of the "bounty hunter"'s actions." Natalia's fragrant tongue licked her lips in agile voice, and said with a stern voice, "I'm here to give you a big gift, and I'll send you a late blessing for your coming-of-age gift."

"I saw it." Kiritsugu Emiya narrowed his eyes and thought of the curse of Lancer just now.

Natalia shook her head and chuckled, "That's just a matter of doing it. I heard that you are participating in the "Holy Grail War". What I want to tell you is..."

"Your godmother, the wife of the mafia godfather, the saint of the Einzberen family, Alice Fir's real function is actually the "Holy Grail container."

"What?!" Even Emiya, who had always maintained a cold-blooded and calm style, couldn't help but feel shocked at this moment. The news exploded like a bomb exploded from his mind. It seemed that Ahad of Einzberen had hidden too many important secrets from his godfather.

"As the servant disappears one by one, as the "Holy Grail tool", it will gradually lose itself and fall into a state of inaction."

"What do you want to explain?" Emiya's breath was a little heavy. At some point, his gun had already pointed at the woman in front of him.

Natalia seemed to be missing Emiya's performance. She continued her story with a smile. "Although our lives are full of hypocrisy, we always maintain humble humility and awe for our initial psychological thoughts. This is the meaning of our bounty hunter existence."

As the words deepened, her laughter and charm gradually disappeared, and instead she looked solemn, "I think even if you are misunderstood and want to be a partner of justice, you have already had an answer in your heart. Looking at the countless people on this land and the peace ideals that you always pursue, maybe the "Everyone Wish Cup" can bear all this, a world peace, a person, even if that person is the most important person in your life, at this moment, you have made a choice."

A slight solemn sound spread from the silent house, a trace of cold sweat emerged from Emiya's brow, and the index finger was stretching at the slightly rushing trigger. He was hesitating, a battle between heaven and man was rippling in his mind.

"A word full of hypocrisy and temptation. When I walked out of this door, my relationship between you and my master and disciple was cut off. I will never look for you again, and you should not appear in my sight." Emiya narrowed his eyes and looked at his adoptive mother resolutely. The look was a little wet, and the look was a little different.

"Tread"... Emiya walked out of the house with heavy steps, breathing the fresh air outside, took out a cigarette from his clothes, and used his low and hoarse voice to the other side of the walkie-talkie.

"Maiya, use the bazooka to blast that attic, ten seconds later... no!... five seconds later!"

The man speeded up, but the cigarette in his hand was slow to light. It was not that the wind was strong, but that it fell into the white place. He understood Natalia's ability and did it with her. It was ridiculous! No one could stop the movement of the heroic spirit, at least including the woman he knew, she was not her, but all he could do was this. The amount of information today was too huge. He really hoped that this was a dream, even if it was a nightmare, he could enjoy the warmth brought by the sun after waking up.
Chapter completed!