No, where does this portal come from?

Zhang Chulan handed over the seasoning jar in a servile manner, but the topic took a different turn.

"Master, your skills are really good! You are really good at what you do!" Zhang Chulan praised from the side.

In response to Zhang Chulan's flattery, the old Taoist priest took the seasoning, sprinkled it on the mutton, and fanned the fire twice with the palm-leaf fan in his hand.

Sparks from the charcoal fire flew in the wind. The old Taoist priest held up a slightly burnt mutton skewer and handed it to Zhang Chulan: "Since you appreciate my cooking skills so much, I'll give you this one first."

"Eat."

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest also passed it to Zhang Chulan twice.

Looking at the skewers that were almost roasted dry in his hand, Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched.

He just casually praised it, but he didn't expect that his own master would take it seriously.

Taking the mutton skewers, Zhang Chulan took a bite under the watchful eyes of Zhang Lingyu and the old Taoist priest.

"what about the taste?"

"...First place!" Feeling the taste of chewing charcoal in his mouth, Zhang Chulan gave a thumbs up and praised.

After saying that, Zhang Chulan placed the uneaten skewers in Zhang Lingyu's hands and said seriously, "Little Uncle-Master, have a bite too! I'm telling you, this skewer grilled by Master is absolutely amazing! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside! Juicy when you bite into it!"

In order to increase the sense of credibility in his words, Zhang Chulan took another bite of the mutton skewer and said it with a determined expression.

Looking down at the burnt skewers in his hand, Zhang Lingyu's eyes flashed with suspicion.

This skewer looks unpalatable, doesn't it?

But why does Zhang Chulan look like he is enjoying the food?

After all, it was baked by a master... Is there really something hidden in it?

With doubts, Zhang Lingyu tried to take a bite.

"..."

--Um.

very bitter.

"How is it, Junior Master-Uncle? It tastes good, right?" Zhang Chulan raised his eyebrows at Zhang Lingyu.

Hehehe~~Finally got fooled!

"Lingyu, how does it taste?" the old Taoist priest asked calmly.

Zhang Lingyu turned his head and glanced at the old Taoist priest. After a moment of silence, he murmured, "...a taste I've never tasted before."

It's indeed a taste I've never tasted before.

After all these years of eating, he has never eaten carbonized mutton.

So he wasn't lying.

But as for Zhang Chulan... he decided to practice more with him during future training.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan came out from the inner room of the courtyard holding two plates in his hands.

Beside him, Kurumi Tokisaki and Irisviel each held an eight-inch cream cake.

At the same time, JOJO and his partner, who were fiddling with the wine, poured wine for everyone.

Of course, Zhang Chulan, Tanjiro, Nezuko and other little kids are excluded.

They can only drink juice.

Everything was ready and everyone went to the table.

what?

Who will dress the meat? Who will grill the skewers?

This is going to trouble Kaz.

Since he only needed to do some simple grilling work, Lin Yan set up several levels of suppression range for him, which unlocked a small part of the finger movement permissions, and used magic and mechanical principles to allow Kaz to move like a normal kebab chef.

However, just in case, Lin Yan also set up several layers of tighter suppression fields around Kaz.

He can't find any loopholes at all.

"Come on! Eat, eat!"

In the pouring rain, everyone sat around the table.

A bright smile appeared on everyone's face.

JOJO, an expert in livening up the atmosphere, was the first to raise his glass.

Lin Yan, the host of this party, also raised the red wine in his hand.

"To celebrate our gathering today—"

"cheers!!"

"Cheers--" everyone said in unison.

"Cheers to this absurd yet wonderful fate!"

Chapter 92: Emiya Kiritsugu's Assassination

In the heavy rain, everyone raised their glasses and drank, chatting and chatting.

As all the dishes were placed on the table, the banquet officially began.

Raindrops hit the umbrella with a crackling sound, and white mist rose from the asphalt road outside the yard.

Traffic lights lost their color in the heavy rain.

Just as everyone was toasting and drinking, Emiya Kiritsugu arrived at a commercial building.

Even on rainy nights, commercial buildings are still crowded with people.

The moment Emiya Kiritsugu stepped into the commercial building, the mechanical sound of the sensor door sliding open was muffled by the sound of rain.

Behind her, the tip of Hisayu Maiya's folded umbrella left dark water marks on the ground, and the sound of her high heels tapping on the marble floor was drowned out by the noisy voices in the mall atrium.

They walked past the noisy aromas floating in the perfume counter and headed straight for the fire escape.

The green light sign for the fire escape cast a dark shadow in the eyes of the two men.

In Emiya Kiritsugu's hand was a black suitcase about 70 centimeters long.

The two of them walked calmly, with accurate aim, without any hesitation.

Soon, the two of them walked to the blocked door on the top floor.

Seeing that the door was closed, Hisau Maiya quickly took out a piece of wire to unlock it.

After two or three clicks, the lock opened.

After crossing the threshold of the iron gate, Emiya Kiritsugu and Hisau Maiya appeared on the top floor.

This place is about five hundred meters away from the courtyard where Lin Yan lives.

Take out the telescope and roughly estimate the distance and direction.

Then he opened the box in his hand and quickly assembled the sniper rifle.

The skillful movements are smooth and flowing.

It's obvious that he assembles guns a lot in his daily life.

In twenty seconds, the gun was assembled.

After a simple adjustment, Kiritsugu Emiya quietly looked at the people in the courtyard through the sniper scope.

The heavy rain soaked his clothes and there was no light in his eyes.

Although it was somewhat dishonorable to carry out a sniper attack in front of a large crowd, he had reason to obtain the resources of the Einzbern family and the qualification to participate in the Holy Grail.

He had to do it.

The image in the sniper scope gradually moved to Lin Yan's head.

After testing the wind speed, humidity, and distance, Emiya Kiritsugu slowly placed his finger on the trigger.

This time, in order to successfully kill Lin Yan, he didn't even use ordinary bullets, but directly used Origin Bullets.

The purpose is to kill them all with one strike in this operation and leave no one alive!

Just like completing any other task, he felt no emotion in his heart.

After all, he had no idea how many times he had carried out this kind of mission.

His lifeless eyes were fixed on the laughing figure in the picture.

He had even imagined the blood splattering when the bullet pierced Lin Yan's head, and the terrified looks of the people around him.

He took a deep breath and the finger on the trigger suddenly clicked...

bang——

A loud thunderclap and a bullet fired from the gun illuminated the entire rainy night.

Thick lightning struck from the thundercloud.

Sensing the danger, Emiya Kiritsugu's hair stood on end!

"Time alter--square accel!" (Quadruple the inherent time control speed)

whoosh-

An afterimage flashed by!

Just as the afterimage flashed by, lightning struck where Kiritsugu Emiya had just been.

The violent lightning formed arcs that continued to spread outward.

Even though Kiritsugu Emiya managed to dodge the scorching heat, it still caused his eyebrows and beard to curl slightly.

the other side.

Following the sound of thunder, everyone who was still eating suddenly put down their chopsticks.

Tanjiro's face was solemn as he suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the bullet with the Nichirin sword in his hand.

JOJO and Caesar also seemed to have telepathy and simultaneously threw out thin lines and bubbles strengthened by ripples.

Tokisaki Kurumi, who was sitting next to Lin Yan, summoned her spirit suit at some point, raised her flintlock rifle, and fired the "Seventh Bullet" that could stop the target's time.

Even the old Taoist priest, who had his back to the bullet, had golden light emanating from his body as he tried to catch the flying origin bullet.

boom--

The Seventh Bullet collided with the Origin Bullet first.

At the moment when the Origin Bullet stopped, the Nichirin Sword in Tanjiro's hand instantly chopped off the bullet head.

The ripple bubble that rotated like a saw cut the bullet in two.

Before the bullet hit the ground, it was grabbed by Jin Guang and dropped onto the plate with a snap.

The bullet bounced twice on the plate...

Although they had never worked together before, this time they collaborated smoothly without any delay.

Everyone's interest was disturbed, and they turned to look in the direction where the bullet came from with a grim look.

"Lin..." Kuang San looked at Lin Yan, but found that Lin Yan, who had just been sitting next to her, had disappeared.

On the rooftop of the building, before Emiya Kiritsugu could stand up, a figure appeared in front of him.

The unfamiliar leather shoes immediately set Kiritsugu Emiya on edge!

Before he had time to digest the backlash of the last Innate Time Control, Kiritsugu Emiya once again activated the Innate Time Control at four times the speed.

In an instant, the raindrops around suddenly slowed down.

Everything around me slowed down four times.

The sounds of wind, rain, and Lin Yan's reminder of Hisayu Maiya, who was lifted up by one hand, all became extremely slow at this moment.

He tried to take this opportunity to get behind Lin Yan and shoot him.

But when Kiritsugu Emiya actually carried out this plan, he realized how wrong he was.