[Shin Master Lan Yanqiang Professor Emperor Weber has] the lock of the sky

Chapter 4 (Lectures on Pleasure and Axis of Evil)

Have you ever tried to chase something, or, destroy something?

When Kotomine Kirei returned to his home from the church, the strong smell of wine almost made him think he had gone to the wrong place.The red wines in my collection are neatly arranged on the coffee table according to the year and place of origin, and several of them have only empty bottles left.

The heroic spirit of his teacher Tosaka Tokiomi was sitting leisurely behind the red wine row, holding a goblet and smiling arrogantly.

The stern and ascetic young priest feels a bit of a headache.

"What are you doing here, King Gilgamesh?"

Hearing his "King Gilgamesh", there was a playful smile in Heroic Spirit's eyes. He kept leaning on the sofa and slowly turned the wine glass in his hand, and replied: "You have collected a lot of good wine. , Kotomine Kirei."

The translation of this sentence is "I'm here to drink", Kotomine Kirei felt powerless in his heart for a moment, he couldn't help but lamented how kind his teacher was, to be able to tolerate such reckless behavior by a heroic spirit.The young priest was obviously not as well-mannered as Tohsaka Tokiomi, he walked to the coffee table and put away the wine bottle, his tone was also three points cold: "If you are fine, please leave, I am going to rest."

"He's really boring." The King of Heroes of Uruk said this, with a playful smile on his lips, "But he's better than that fellow Tokiomi."

"Are you dissatisfied with the contract until now, King Gilgamesh?"

"This king is just dissatisfied with Tokiomi." Gilgamesh's blood-red eyes flashed a trace of subtle emotion, completely ignoring Kirei's displeased expression because someone insulted his teacher.He leaned back on the sofa in a more comfortable position and took a sip of red wine.

"Changing the subject, Kirei, what wish do you hope to achieve with the Holy Grail?"

Being asked such a question, the priest who had always had sharp eyes hesitated for the first time.

"I don't have any special desire." The priest looked at the command spell on the back of his hand and replied, "I am a person who serves God and should not have worldly desires."

"'A person who serves the gods', I take it back, you are too good at joking, Kirei." Gilgamesh looked at him condescendingly, without concealing the ridicule on his face, "There is no such thing as a person without desires You say that, but you just don't understand your own heart at all."

"So what does King Gilgamesh, who 'owns everything', want the Holy Grail to fulfill his wish?" Kirei instinctively counterattacked with some contemptuous words. Hearing the question, the King of Heroes of Uruk looked up. His blood-red eyes were reflected bloodthirsty by the dim yellow light, and an inexplicable feeling flashed across his heart for a moment, and Kirei subconsciously frowned.

"Have you ever tried to chase something, or, destroy something?"

The inexplicable question made him speechless for a while, but the king of Uruk didn't seem to expect any answer from him. He stood up and restored the original arrogant smile unique to a tyrant.

"I just heard something interesting from your servants." The hero king of Uruk smiled and disappeared in a burst of golden light, "Go to the Hyatt Hotel, you will understand what the king said mean."

Kirei stood in the building opposite the Hyatt Hotel in Fuyuki City, looking at the luxurious tall buildings with serious eyes.

Of course he knew what this place was. The magic workshop of the ninth generation of the Archipelod family was located in the Hyatt Hotel—and this proud magician never intended to hide this.Kirei silently recalled the information on Lancer's master and slave that he had mastered in his mind, but he couldn't feel any content worthy of his special attention.

It was almost midnight, and Assassin, who was in charge of monitoring Lancer's team, still sent back a report that "everything is normal". Kirei, who had stood in the cold wind for three hours, frowned somewhat displeased.He thought that the King of Heroes in Uruk was indeed bored to a certain level, it was not enough to entertain his Master boredly, and Kotomine Kirei had to be added.

In the next second, a deafening explosion interrupted his swearing.A certain room in the Hyatt Hotel exploded, and the flames quickly engulfed the entire building, and the debris rolled up by the high-heat air flow burned and fell in all directions, like a grand fireworks, cruel but so gorgeous.The aftermath of the explosion was drowned out by the sharp roar of fire engines and the panicked screams of people. The still burning building was like a huge torch, reflecting the entire night sky a terrifying blood red.

Amidst the chaos, a man in a long trench coat walked away silently, his inconspicuous attire and appearance did not attract anyone's attention—except for Kotomine Kirei who had the help of Assassin's vision.He has seen this person countless times in the data, and his resume has kept the priest who is indifferent to everything very interested. His mysterious whereabouts have always been beyond the instructions of the priest Tosaka Tokiomi The focus of extra attention.

The Magician Killer, Emiya Kiritsugu.

"There is no such thing as a person without desire. You just don't understand your own heart at all when you say that."

Gilgamesh's words played back in his ears, accompanied by countless strange scenes flashing past before his eyes.In the end, all the pictures turned into the face of a gray kitten with an arrogant expression, teeth and claws. He frowned slightly in the tingling sensation created by the superimposition of memories. The next moment, a shocking expression appeared on the face of the serious and paralyzed priest. A creepy smile.

For thousands of years, this is the only thing you have said that makes sense, King Gilgamesh.

After returning to the room, Kirei was not surprised to see Gilgamesh who was still drinking in his original state. The sculptured face of the former High Priest of the Uruk Temple, which had not changed for thousands of years, twitched almost imperceptibly, and he coughed lightly. He let out a cry, staring at his own Wang without saying a word.

"Very good, it seems that the king guessed correctly." After the two of them stared at each other in silence for 3 minutes, Gilgamesh said these words from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you very much for keeping his soul as promised, king. But I still want to know, how did you know that Emiya Kiritsugu is my Anunaki?" The high priest who found the cat lover was obviously in a good mood, In addition to declaring the oracle, it is rare to say so many words to the king at once.

Gilgamesh raised half of his eyebrows uncontrollably after hearing the word "Anunaki (the general name of the gods of heaven and earth)". He replied patiently: "Just look at that guy's cat head and the way he looks at me. Who would dare to look at me like that except your stupid cat?!"

It needs to be explained here that the high priest Sargon, who was synonymous with "upright and upright" by later generations, who was powerful and defiant of power, dared to challenge the violent King Gilgamesh, was actually just a cat slave through and through.

Not many people in Uruk have seen the high priest's precious cat, but from the scratches that often appear on his hands and even his face, it can be seen that his precious cat is definitely not a docile master.Mr. Sargon's attention to this cat is definitely more than the owner's love for pets under normal circumstances. The king of Uruk once commented succinctly that before he found the cat, Sargon's life consisted of satirizing the king and serving the gods. It consists of two parts; after discovering the cat, the center of his life has completely become the gray cat of no discernible breed, and everything else has become an occasional accessory.

As the highest rank among the clergy, the life of the Sargon priests should not be worse than that of the high-ranking nobles in Uruk, even if they cannot be called luxurious.But everyone who entered Mr. Sargon's residence felt a subtle sense of powerlessness, because none of the most valuable things in the room were prepared for humans, and all of them were cat toys.

After seeing the golden cat bath, the cat food bowl inlaid with various gemstones, and the peacock hair cat teaser, King Gilgamesh felt that it was completely unnecessary to satirize his high priest’s cat slave attributes—this kind of person has already Totally hopeless.But this kitten named Anunaki is extremely indifferent to its owner. Any behavior that Mr. Sargon wants to get close to it will lead to a merciless cat claw attack, let alone cat owners who scratch their ears along their fur Routine benefits, even the most basic of bathing and feeding are like a war.

"Probably because it has a shy personality. Many cats are like this." Enkidu comforted the high priest kindly, but the kitten snoring comfortably in his arms made this sentence seem unconvincing force.It was rare for Gilgamesh to laugh at his own high priest, so he laughed unscrupulously: "It obviously sees that you have bad intentions for it, what a smart cat—"

Before he finished speaking, a gray lightning flashed across, and three bloodstains appeared on King Gilgamesh's noble hand.The gray cat that succeeded in one blow stood leisurely on top of the high priest's head and licked its paws, the look of contempt in its pure black eyes was so obvious that it was hard to be mistaken.

——Tsundere always has such a code, he can bully his own things, but absolutely does not allow others to bully casually.King Gilgamesh experienced this truth deeply at the cost of three scratches.As for the high priest who was bullied at will as his property, he seemed not dissatisfied with this. The high priest who read the oracle and prayed every day with colorful scratches looked calm as usual, and occasionally showed that he was being complained by Gilgamesh. It is a happy smile that "has scratched my brain too".

The happy life of the cat slave Mr. Sargon lasted for many years.When the cat died at the age of 16, the high priest of Uruk was in a depressed mood for a long time. The specific manifestation was that his facial muscles, which were already close to necrosis, seemed more rigid.Gilgamesh stared at the high priest who was obviously depressed in front of him, and sighed that there was probably no one else who could speak the oracle as heavy as a funeral eulogy, except his own high priest.

"Don't show your face to me." Gilgamesh finally couldn't help interrupting the high priest's oracle reading, "How important is that cat to you?"

"How important is Enkidu to you?"

When Gilgamesh heard the name of his dead friend, a cold light flashed across Gilgamesh's eyes, and the smile on his face was also dangerous.And the High Priest of Uruk didn't seem to feel the threat from the king at all, and his eyes didn't even tremble.

"This king can help you find that cat's soul, but in exchange, this king needs a promise from you, the priest of Sargon who is favored by the gods..."

"I promise."

The answer without hesitation made the king of Uruk smile playfully: "You don't ask me what I want you to do, so you dare to make such a promise?"

"No matter what you want to do, nothing is more important to me than finding my Anunaki."

Thousands of years later, in Kotomine Kirei's apartment in Fuyuki City, two extremely vicious men smiled at each other, and the world's malice filled the small room to overflowing in an instant.

When Emiya Kiritsugu thought he had killed Lancer's master and slave, Rider's master and slave were still happily talking about life and ideals, Caster's master and slave were still creating art, and Berserker's master and slave were still deepening their bond with each other in pain, an evil axis The heart is formed when no one knows it.Since then, the supposedly heroic Holy Grail War has turned into a conspiracy drama full of malice. The actors at the front stage have lived and died to taste the cruelty of the world, and the director behind the curtain smiled maliciously and looked happy.