Where's the promised harem of Heroic Spirits? Why is it all just me?

The only sound in the silent church was the turning gears, but Kotomine Li could vaguely hear the ticking of a clock.

wrong……

He immediately activated his magic power to protect his head, while trying his best to retreat.

At this moment, the glass in front of him suddenly exploded like a roaring lion.

The exploding broken glass cut through Kotomine Risei's clothes and skin, and he raised his eyes from the trembling wind.

Before he could see clearly what was in front of him, he was suddenly hit hard on the back by a hammer, knocking him forward.

Although he is old, Kotomine Risei's physique cannot be underestimated. He still remains awake and struggles to raise his head.

A pair of leather shoes came into his sight.

Is it Kirei?

He felt a little scared because it was his son who asked him to meet him here.

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed his shoulders and turned him over.

A pair of empty eyes came into view, but it was not the answer he was worried about.

"Who kidnapped Irisviel? Where did they take her?" Emiya Kiritsugu grabbed Kotomine Risei's collar.

"You must be Emiya Kiritsugu, right?" Kotomine Risei's expression returned to normal. He saw the Command Seal on the back of Kiritsugu's hand, "This is the neutral Holy Church. Participants in the Holy Grail War are not allowed to attack us."

"Someone was abducted in your church." Kiritsugu said coldly.

"...Oh, I think I understand." Kotomine Li showed a look of sudden realization, "Ms. Irisviel is just a cover, you are Saber's Master."

"...I need you to provide her location." Kiritsugu said.

"If I had the ability to easily know the location of a Master, would I still be captured by you like this?" Kotomine Risei said with a cold expression, "I can't give you what you want. You can just kill me with your unorthodox methods."

"...Then use your ability as an arbitrator to have Black Archer's Master bring Irisviel to see me." Emiya Kiritsugu changed his request, his pistol against Kotomine Risei's chin.

"I can't project information so accurately. If you want to lure Black Archer here, you must also attract others. Or you can go find the ruler?" Yanfeng Lizheng was not afraid at all.

"..." Emiya Kiritsugu was silent for a while, then put the gun to Kotomine Risei's ear.

In order to achieve his goal, he will not care about the cruelty of the means, no matter how shameful these actions are to the world.

However, just as he was about to remove Kotomine Risei's earlobe, his assistant's voice suddenly rang out from the earphones.

"Kiritsugu! Get down!"

“…” Out of trust in Maiya, Emiya Kiritsugu bent forward.

The cold wind bit through his back, and he felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

Kiritsugu turned around and saw Mercury floating not far behind him like a silver needle.

On the other side of the church hall, a mercury ball was suspended in the air, and a man with a bandage on his head slowly walked down the stairs.

"I finally found you, Emiya Kiritsugu." Kenneth, one of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower and a well-known genius magician, stared at Emiya Kiritsugu coldly.

After the battle last night, Kenneth, who had lost his Servant and was injured, remained on the battlefield.

Kotomine Risei faithfully fulfilled the Cathedral Church's duty to protect the losers of the Holy Grail War and brought Kenneth back to the church first.

Unexpectedly, this led him to find the person he was looking for.

"What happens next has nothing to do with the Holy Grail War. It's just a personal grudge between you and me." Kenneth said condescendingly.

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132. Magic Power Sucked Away

The matchlock gun was like an ant moving house in the rain, spinning and tumbling in the fire, surrounding Oda Nobunaga like a ladder to heaven.

Oda Nobunaga laughed loudly, and the arquebuses lined up to pour out their fury. The dense ammunition, the raging fire and the exploding magic power almost complemented each other.

The floor of Ryudo Temple, which was already in purgatory, was lifted up by the splashing magic bullets, and broken stone pieces were scattered everywhere.

Artoria used her intuition skills to quickly dodge the bullet attack, just like a baseball player swinging the sword in the lake, trying to deflect the attack that could not be avoided.

However, it seemed that the first round of probing was over. Behind Oda Nobunaga, a large number of muskets were fired, and the intensity of the firepower increased to a higher level.

"Ah!" Artoria swung the sword in her hand with all her strength and deflected another magic bullet, but her body twisted too much and she was too late to dodge the remaining attacks.

"Snapped!"

Mordred suddenly kicked out, hitting Artoria's waist and kicking her away.

Mordred replaced Altria's position, but the next moment, he was knocked away by a continuous barrage of bullets.

On the other side, the Conqueror King's cloak trembled, and he summoned thunder, trying to activate the inherent barrier.

However, a bullet forcibly interrupted his forward movement. Iskandar raised his arms to his chest, trying to withstand the attack, but he was still knocked back several meters, with blood and flesh splattering between his arms.

Even just a random shot in this large-scale normal attack is enough to threaten a hero like the Emperor.

"How troublesome." Iskandar snorted, and then two horse-riding knights came to his side.

He changed the usage. Since Archer didn't want to be dragged into the King's army, he summoned the soldiers in the inherent barrier into reality.

The difference is that this world does not have open terrain, and at the same time, it will consume more of the Master's magic power, and the number he can summon is limited.

Iskandar looked at one of the knights and said, "Take my little master away."

"Rider?!" Weber's eyes widened at the words, "No, I haven't..."

"Your life is far more important than that of the dead," Iskandar said sternly. "Listen carefully, Master. Go to a safe place and wait for my return... or pass on my story."

Waver was about to say something when he was picked up by the cavalrymen loyal to the king.

In the world of raging fire, Weber was taken away from hell and could only look at this place from afar.

Watching his master leave, Iskandar relaxed. He turned around and looked at Oda Nobunaga.

The fierce old loli woman floated into the air as if there was a current under her feet, and the matchlock gun surrounded her body like a spring.

She tilted her head back, as if completely uninterested in watching the situation on the battlefield. The muskets spun around her, firing randomly like a Russian roulette.

"Go buy some time!" Iskandar raised his sword and ordered the cavalrymen who remained beside him.

The cavalry remained silent, simply raised their spears and galloped towards the demon king in front.

Artoria also climbed up from the ground. She looked at the direction where Mordred was knocked away, and forced herself to focus on the enemy.

She raised the sword from the lake and held it in front of her, with stars surrounding her.

The spirit particles flickered, the light was dazzling, and the scorching magic power was gathering.

She raised the holy sword high.

The musket beside Oda Nobunaga changed its angle and poured ammunition at Artoria.

"Crack!"

The ground was hammered, and mounted cavalrymen leaped into the air, blocking the ammunition with their bodies.

The temporary spirit summoned by this heroic spirit was not very strong at all, and was shattered into a pulp in just a few hits by the fierce continuous bullet fire.

But this time was enough for Altria to complete the accumulation of strength. She shouted and swung the holy sword in her hand.

The sacred light blooms, revealing the majesty of the ever-victorious king.

.

"Snapped!"

A bolt of mercury pierced Emiya Kiritsugu's ear. He instinctively covered his head and fell down, hiding among the pews in the church.

Blood splattered on the floor, and Kiritsugu gritted his teeth to endure the piercing pain.

In just a moment, a large portion of his magic power was drained away, causing Kiritsugu to feel instinctively uncomfortable and unable to dodge the attack.

Kenneth stood still, watching his ceremonial robe brush past Kiritsugu's head before the man fell to the ground in a pool of blood, and sneered in disdain.

"Are you trying to play dead? Pretend you got shot in the head?" Kenneth's words were filled with sarcasm, as if he had seen through her trick. "You think I can't even see that?"

Kiritsugu had no subjective intention to play dead, nor did he dare to take advantage of the situation to play dead, because for a magus of Kenneth's level, it would be too easy for him to stand still and finish him off.

He forced himself to sit up despite the discomfort of magic emptiness, and at the same time determined Kenneth's location by the shadow reflected in the window.

"Stand before me, and I will execute you with my own hands." Kayneth took a step forward and slowly walked down the stairs. "Let your final expression of despair serve as your apology to me."

“…” Kiritsugu closed his eyes and counted the weight of Kenneth’s steps as he walked down the stairs.

When he thought of the third number, he raised his hand and touched his headphones: "Maiya."

"Ping!!!"

The sound of windows being smashed echoed throughout the church, and glass fragments flew like snowflakes.

That was a sniper bullet fired by Maiya from a residential building hundreds of meters away. Under Kiritsugu's command, it was accurately shot at Kenneth's chest.

"when!"

However, what followed was not the sound of flesh being pierced, but rather the sound of a bullet being deflected by a metal collision.

The bullets bounced continuously in the church, like a spider web.

"Snapped!"

Finally, the bullet broke through the bench next to Kiritsugu and was embedded in his side like a nail.

Kiritsugu poked his head out from behind cover and saw Kenneth slumped on the stairs, mercury clinging to his chest like armor.

He tried to stand up by supporting himself on the step beside him, his forearms seemed to be shaking.

It seems that the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid is still reliable. It automatically bounced up to block the bullet shot by Wu Ya. However, the power of this bullet was great enough, and Kenneth was too arrogant, so he was knocked to the ground by the impact.

Although he was not dead, Gongshou had become deformed. Kiritsugu stood up from the bench and raised a pistol at Kenneth.

Kenneth, dizzy from the impact, hadn't reacted yet when Kiritsugu pulled the trigger.

"Ping!"

Outside the church, Kotomine Kirei, who had just arrived, heard the sound of gunfire one after another. His eyes fixed on one thing, and he rushed into the church at a trot at super fast speed.

133. Inherent Boundary

The brilliance of the holy sword was more eye-catching than a blazing fire, and Artoria seemed to have poured all her stress into this attack.

Until the light gradually faded, the large cramped buildings in front of me were torn apart, and I could even see the empty jungle in the distance. Even the fires on the opposite side had been extinguished.

The fine sand on the ground had already crystallized under the high temperature, and my nose, which had become accustomed to the smell of burning and charcoal, instinctively pricked up.

"Is this a city-killing treasure? That's really exaggerated." Iskandar, who had been standing aside, exclaimed.

However, Altria was unable to relax. She frowned and stared at the billowing black smoke in front of her.

A figure slowly walked out of the thick smoke, and his cloak rose up in the airflow.

She held a samurai sword in her hand, pressing the blade to the ground without mercy, and waited naturally for the smoke to clear.

Oda Nobunaga stood before him, unharmed. Even his clothes, dusty from spending so long in the burning temple, were now much cleaner.

Altria's eyes widened in disbelief.

She had considered the possibility that the Noble Phantasm would not be able to kill this enemy, and she had also considered the possibility that it would be of little use.

But the situation before her eyes was far beyond her imagination. Oda Nobunaga was not injured at all. She looked like she had just rested. You know, if a treasure was released at such a close distance, even if she wanted to dodge it, she would have been skinned.

Is this Oda Nobunaga really so powerful?

The strong shock made Artoria subconsciously take a half step back.

"Hehehe..." A low laugh suddenly came, as if mocking herself, and Altria immediately turned her head.

She saw Iskandar's hands clasped on his cloak, his whole body trembling with magic.

"Well done, Saber of the Red Team. You've successfully bought time for me." Iskandar laughed proudly. "Archer, the reason you appear so powerful is because you're standing on Japanese soil, right?"

Weber had been nagging Iskandar about the so-called local revisions all day long, and it had been giving him a headache for a long time.

Oda Nobunaga raised his eyes and stared at Iskandar's face: "The worship of my people can indeed bring me unparalleled power."

"So, you underestimated us!" As Iskandar finished speaking, a violent magic storm exploded from him.