Magician in Type-Moon

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They had no idea that the destruction was actually caused by an unusual phenomenon that no one else could perceive...

No wonder the Holy Church so shamelessly claims to be the overseer; their methods are indeed excellent.

If we work backwards, all the concealment work was completed within about thirty minutes after Caster removed the barrier that drove people away.

All the facts and truths no longer exist; they only remain in the memories of those who were present at the time.

One of them was Kiritsugu Emiya, the Master served by the Heroic Spirit Artoria Pendragon.

In his childhood, driven by a moment of hatred and immature childhood ideals, and guided by incomplete information, he committed the act of patricide—an accidental riot by the Dead Apostles.

The father loved Kiritsugu very much and had high expectations for him.

Kiritsugu also loved his father and was proud of his father's achievements.

After shooting his father through the neck, he calmly fired two more shots. It was unbelievable that Kiritsugu was afraid of himself.

In the rest of his life, he was taken away by Natalia Kaminski, a client of the Magicians' Association, and became her magic apprentice.

During this period of his life, he learned from Natalia and trained himself.

-As expected, this means that Kiritsugu will embark on the same path in life as Natalia, in other words, he is determined to become a 'Hunter'.

Stepping into the reality of the outside world, Kiritsugu realizes that the tragedy on Arima Island was not an isolated incident, and that foolish things are being repeated time and time again in this world.

Magicians, bound by their own origins or the grand titles bestowed upon them by their families, are obsessed with the truth and spread calamities everywhere.

Killing one's father is like trying to scoop up a bowl of water from a vast ocean; it has no effect on the world.

His master, Natalia, is not affiliated with any organization; she is a mercenary whose target is the 'Sealed Designation' magicians who secretly pursue the truth.

Unlike the Holy Church, the Magic Association's top priority is to preserve the research results of the 'Sealed Designation' magicians.

The most precious item is the 'magic mark' engraved on the magician's body.

Natalia negotiated with the association to allow her son, Kiritsugu Emiya, to inherit a portion of the magic crest recovered from the body of Norikazu Emiya.

Although the association took the most important part, Kiritsugu only inherited the remaining scraps, less than 20% of what Emiya Norikaze wanted to give him, but it was enough to make Emiya Kiritsugu a magus who could stand on his own.

Kiritsugu learned primarily from Natalia how to kill—tracking techniques, assassination methods, and various weapons to hunt down and slaughter prey in all kinds of environments and conditions.

But in a sense, Natalia filled the void left by Kiritsugu Emiya—his father and mother.

but...

It was an ordinary yet extraordinary day, as his teacher Natalia faced the most perilous crisis of her life.

At an altitude of 35,000 feet, a place devoid of both heaven and earth, even Kiritsugu Emiya would find it difficult to support his master.

At that moment, the plane flying over the other side of the sky was filled with nauseating filth—a bee-like familiar that could turn people into ghouls, and his teacher Natalia.

History is like wheel tracks, each wheel's mark repeatedly grinding over the road called life.

The man named Emiya Kiritsugu is once again caught in a dilemma.

Unlike his previous naivety and impulsiveness, he now had the ability to judge the direction of this matter.

Natalia heard her teacher's joking words through the earpiece. Her life motto was to survive, no matter what serious consequences it might cause.

“I have always regarded you as my mother, and I am glad that I am not all alone.”

This was the last thing he said to her.

Before making his choice, he kept questioning his own mental structure. In order to prevent the 'miracle' of his beloved's survival from happening, he even plotted step by step how to ensure her death.

What kind of person am I?

During his pleasantries with his teacher, Kiritsugu Emiya pulled the trigger.

The missile hit the engine directly under the wing.

The ensuing destruction was like covering a stain on a painting with white paint; the iron block, deprived of its aerodynamic support, twisted and broke as if flattened, turning into pieces of iron that silently fell into the ocean.

Metal fragments floated and glittered in the morning light.

At this moment, Kiritsugu Emiya was more like prey, falling into the trap prepared for him by his own origin. Perhaps he had already become prey the moment he fired the first shot.

Mistaking a trap for a safe haven, he stepped step by step into the trap called 'justice,' and this was the greatest punishment God could inflict upon him.

Chapter 49 "The Situation" (Please add to your favorites! Please recommend!)

A good night's sleep was all it took to recover from the fatigue of two consecutive battles yesterday.

Whether it was the duel with Kirei Kotomine or the battle with Kenneth, Matou Ike benefited greatly from it, but beneath the surface lay deep exhaustion.

Lying on the only intact tatami mat left at Ryudouji Temple, Matou Ike closed her eyes, as if she were lost in a dream.

But his regular, even breathing betrayed that he was awake, just too lazy to move.

The morning sunlight streamed through the cracks in the room, falling softly and warmly on Matouchi's face.

The faint chirping of birds outside brought a sense of peace to Matouchi, a rare moment of respite after the battle.

An insect slowly crawled out of Matou Pond's mouth, and just as it was about to fly into the sky, it was caught by Caster, who walked in from outside.

He opened his palm and saw a demon fly. Knowing that it was Matouchi's familiar, he threw it out the window.

Before Caster could even speak, Matou Ike got up and looked down at the courtyard that had been almost razed to the ground, following the magical fly thrown out by his Servant.

“What’s going on?” Caster asked.

"Yesterday, I overused my magic power and extracted magic worms from my body, which caused some of them to be directly transformed into magic flies."

In the course of their questioning and answering, the two had already left the room and entered the courtyard.

"What are you going to do next?"

"The first thing we need to do is replenish the number of insects. Yesterday's consumption almost depleted the insect pool."

Ignoring everything else, Matou Ike's top priority right now is indeed to replenish her own combat power. She doesn't need to provide extra mana for her Servants, which is an absolute advantage over other Masters.

While they are certainly no match for Heroic Spirits in terms of combat power, this advantage could very well be the key to victory in a magical battle.

Seeing that Matou Ike had only considered his own situation and had not yet explained his next plan, Caster continued to press:

"what's next?"

“Next, I think we can set our sights on Rider’s group,” Matou Ike replied with a smile.

"Rider? They might have a force as powerful as Lancer now. Do you want to provoke them?"

Matou Ike is genuinely considering making Rider's group her primary target. As the strongest force on the surface, Rider's group is naturally a cause for concern for everyone.

However, beneath that powerful exterior lies an extremely superficial inner self, which is their greatest weakness—Weber Velvet.

"Of course, I don't think Rider's Master can support the mana supply of two high-level Servants. They are at their weakest now. If they wait until they solve the mana shortage problem, then things will get really bad."

The Waver Velvet family has only produced one magician in its first generation, and he is only the third generation. They lack family heritage and powerful magical artifacts.

He is arguably the weakest Master in this Holy Grail War, except for Ryunosuke Uryu, who doesn't even qualify as a Master.

"You seem to know quite a bit about Rider's Master situation?" Caster asked with some suspicion.

"Well, I'm quite good at gathering intelligence..." Matou Ike quickly replied evasively, and continued:

"Another point is that I don't believe the other Masters would just leave Rider and the others to their fate. I'm probably not the only one who can see their weakness."

"You mean..."

Caster now understands Matou Ike's motives for taking such action: he wants to unite with other Masters to kick Rider's side out of the game ahead of time.

"Yes, perhaps by chance, there will be some friends who are willing to lend a helping hand."

"What if others turn their attention to you? Don't forget, we also have two Servants on our side now, and in their eyes we are also a thorn in their side."

Caster, seeing Matou Ike's confident demeanor, couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

"Of course, they wouldn't openly launch an attack on Rider and the others. I guess they'll be focusing on Assassin now, to avenge Lancer's Master Kenneth's arrow attack."

Seeing Caster's concern, Matou Ike smiled and gave a reason that seemed reasonable but wasn't quite so.

"That makes sense. After all, they didn't know that the Assassin's Master was in cahoots with Tohsaka, so it's understandable that they would pursue them."

"In that case, aside from us, at least four Servants will be involved in this melee. You're planning to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, aren't you?"

Caster didn't object much to her Master's actions; in fact, she even agreed with them.

For her, the Holy Grail War was not a one-on-one knight's game; her guiding principle was to make good use of the opponent's weaknesses, pursue other allies, and launch a siege and annihilation of her prey.

This is also the part of her that other heroes on the Argonauts criticize most: she doesn't care about honor, doesn't value faith, and will use any despicable means as long as it's appropriate.

Moreover, this Holy Grail can no longer fulfill her wishes, and she has no desire to win or lose. All she wants to do now is help Matou Ike achieve his goal.

"So when do you plan to set off?"

"This afternoon, after my mana recovers, I'll harvest a wave of bugs, and then Berserker and I will go out and try our luck."

After answering the question, Matou Ike turned and walked back into the room. He wanted to sleep a little longer, or rather, to recover his magic power.

Realizing that Matou Ike's next move excluded her, she knew it was Matou Ike's way of apologizing to her and making amends for what she was going to do later, but Caster was not satisfied.

The guy in front of me is a paradox. He can be ruthless in achieving his goals, yet he feels remorse for those he has hurt. He has no lofty ideals, but he actively gets involved in all sorts of events.

They say they want to live an ordinary life as they should, but they do things that go against common sense.

It's like two people crammed into one body. What a hypocrite, but not annoying.

Thinking of this, Caster impatiently called out to Matou Ike, who was about to enter the dilapidated room.

"What about me? It seems there's no place for me in your upcoming plans?"

Upon hearing the shout, Matou Ike scratched his head, turned to look at Caster, and looked somewhat helpless.

"You...you, why don't you take charge of the reconstruction of Ryudong Temple first? This magic workshop also needs time to be repaired, doesn't it?"

"and then?"

“Berserker doesn’t mean he doesn’t need that book anymore… Why don’t you study the part about dragons in that book first, and see if you can make use of the Golden Fleece?” Faced with the questioning, Matou Ike sighed and then said.

......

"So we decided to hunt down Lancer who doesn't have a Master first."

Chapter 50 "God, I am guilty" (Please add to your favorites! Please recommend!)