They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

The iron-gray sky woven by the vast rainstorm extends from overhead to the skyline in all directions, with no end in sight.

Emiya sat alone, cross-legged, on the eaves in the rain. The damp, cold wind blew the corners of his clothes, but the icy rain could not seep into the fabric at all.

Because at this moment, a faint "flame" was rising from the surface of Emiya's skin, turning into a thin flame-colored umbrella, burning the raindrops and evaporating them into a layer of white mist.

From a distance, the whole person looks like a human-shaped furnace.

At the same time, the powerful heart pumping function operates in the body, and the magic power far exceeds that of an ordinary magician. It is transported to various parts of the body through the circuit, and then uses "flame" as a channel to radiate outward to the outside world, mixing with the vast elements.

Finally, using the "mind's eye" as the information center, we can visualize and think about the external phenomena using the meditation method recorded in the Taoist Canon:

Raindrops splashing white water, the tinkling of a bell hanging outside the house, the lush green mountains and forests in the distance, the leaden-gray buildings...

Look up at the vastness of the universe and look down at the abundance of species.

The world that gives rise to all things and flows and changes becomes perceptible through the five senses and then becomes concrete in the mind.

Eventually, the so-called inner scene and mental image were established in Emiya's mind.

This process requires abandoning distracting thoughts and letting go of emotions.

Use your mind simply and single-mindedly to efficiently remember everything that happened before you, and visualize and rethink it in your mind.

Like a sophisticated 3D modeling instrument, I repeatedly explore the spatial structure and the arrangement and distribution of objects on the drawings and models...

The flame-colored "umbrella cover" stands still in the wind and rain, as if it is connecting the rainwater and melting itself.

If you want to use the sword as your bones and build this body, you must first gather the forging materials and forge the sword blank.

If you want your blood to be as strong as iron and your heart to be as clear as glass, you must first become a huge furnace and ignite a raging fire.

As Nuonuo walked out of the house and into the open space, she stepped on the puddles. Seeing the terrifying momentum of the downpour, she retreated. She only raised her head from under the eaves, but the rain still poured into her collar, causing the girl to frown slightly. She shouted through the rain:

"Ermiya, what are you doing on the roof in the rain?"

Facing Nono's puzzled question below, Emiya slowly opened his eyes.

The entire city was reflected in his pupils, with densely packed high-rise buildings standing like sharp iron peaks, like countless hazy sword shadows piercing the sky.

“I’m visualizing.”

Nuonuo shrugged and leaned against the wooden pillar. "Ever since you read those volumes of the Taoist Canon, you've become more and more like a Taoist master."

"I can't bear the evaluation of a master. I am just beginning to get a glimpse of the way."

Emiya's thoughts were interrupted, so he simply jumped off the roof.

"Did you find anything?"

Emiya watched the water droplets slowly dripping from Nono's trouser legs. She had a towel wrapped around her neck, so he knew that Nono had followed Xia Mi early in the morning, but judging from the gloomy expression on her face, she probably didn't get anything out of it.

Emiya suddenly noticed that the girl was holding another towel in one hand, but her eyes were fixed on her dry clothes and face. It was obvious that she was using it to wipe the rain off Emiya, but he didn't expect that the latter had mastered a unique drying technique.

Emiya smiled and still took the dry towel, which eased the awkward atmosphere a little.

Nuonuo crossed his arms and shook his wet hair, "I didn't find anything - to be exact, I was thrown off in the middle of tracking."

Emiya's expression remained unchanged; this was to be expected. If Nuonuo hadn't concealed her hair features well in this ancient city, Xia Mi would have discovered it even faster.

"That's even more strange. Is she still avoiding me even though she's clearly noticed me? According to the excuse Xia Mi gave, she was just going to see her brother."

Nuonuo lifted her long, well-proportioned legs and gently swung them outside, water dripping from her wet trouser legs. She recalled her profile of Xia Mi at the time; her performance had seemed flawless. Now it seemed that Xia Mi had been hiding her shortcomings; she wasn't as simple as she appeared.

Emiya was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "This girl shouldn't have any bad intentions towards us, otherwise she would have found countless opportunities to attack us while we were living together."

"She's hiding a secret after all."

After saying this, Nono fell silent, looking directly into Emiya's eyes.

The implication was, should we pursue this further? Or should we maintain a tacit understanding and maintain peace? Emiya, you decide.

"What's next..." Emiya recalled the previous plan. If Nono failed to investigate on his own, he would have to use a Heroic Spirit like Melyuchina, but he had a vague feeling... If he did it directly to this point, it would be a bit of a disregard for friendship.

"Please postpone it for a while. I will find a chance to communicate with her."

After saying this, Emiya turned around again and prepared to walk into the rain.

As a result, Nuonuo reached out and pulled him, saying, "If you want to visualize the outside world with your meditation method, wouldn't it be more convenient to look down from the sky?"

"what do you mean?"

"Since Melyuchina's original arrangement has been cancelled, let her take you on a few flights. When the time comes, Melyuchina's dragon wings will spread out and turn into a supersonic fighter, which will be enough for you to visualize the entire Kanto Plain." Nono stroked her wet red hair.

"You really love tormenting Melyuchina so much..."

Emiya said softly, looking at the narrow sky surrounded by high walls.

When he turned around and walked back, he saw Nuo Nuo had already taken off his wet jeans neatly, "Hey, don't throw your pants on the ground!"

"I'm going to take a shower!" Nono turned and left without looking back. She probably couldn't stand the experience of chatting with Emiya while feeling the slippery touch of her clothes.

Emiya shook his head while holding Nono's taken-off pants. The wet and cold touch, mixed with the fragrance of the girl's body, was clearly transmitted to his senses.

He shook his wrinkled jeans twice and threw them into the clothes basket outside the bathroom. It wasn't like Emiya had any perverted clothing hobby, so even if Nono had thrown it to him, he wouldn't have planned to use it.

"Melyuzina."

Emiya walked away quickly and found Melyusina dozing secretly in an inconspicuous corner.

...She's hiding quite deeply. What kind of work did Nuonuo ask her to do that made the child have to hide even when she was sleeping?

"Hmm...?" Melusina rubbed her sleepy eyes, her tail dangling from under her sweatshirt. She saw Emiya pulling her and walking out without saying anything.

The damp and cold breath of the rain drifted through the air, causing her nose to twitch a few times in discomfort.

"Let's go out and fly a few laps... You don't look happy?" Emiya found it very strange. Melyusina should have always loved flying.

"No, it's not... I just don't like water."

Melyuchina looked at the pouring rain, then looked down at her new comfortable casual clothes and sighed quietly in her heart.

A few minutes later.

boom--

Dense raindrops were blown by the strong wind from the sky and hit Melyuchina's outstretched black dragon wings, continuously making a rhythmic drum-beating sound.

Emiya, wearing a navy blue coat, sat in the simple open-air "cabin" made of leather by Melyusina. Thin flames burst out from his body, evaporating the rain falling in front of and above his head.

The two of them floated in the sky covered by dark clouds, looking like a stealth fighter that almost blended into the sky.

There are more rain curtains in the distance, and the city is connected together with flashing street lights, car lights, neon lights... It seems that people always live a life filled with busy work or passionate consumption, and never feel uneasy about the dullness and darkness of the day.

Emiya used magic to enhance his vision and overlooked everything on earth.

To be honest, using this kind of perspective will make it easier to see some details unclear.

But at this point, Emiya almost understood that the construction of the mental landscape does not require details, but "impressions", "understandings"... and most importantly, "will".

After studying the method of meditation, he was basically certain that these things were indispensable to the mental landscape.

It's true that the mental landscape is like this... However, to skillfully unfold my mental landscape and invade reality to form a permanent barrier, I'm probably still missing a step...

What are the steps?

Emiya's eyes turned and he suddenly saw a familiar building. "That's the Genji Heavy Industries building, right?"

As an "undercover" who had been lurking for a while, Melyuzina reacted quickly and said, "Yes."

"Compared to the last time I came here, the height is a bit lower. Why does it look like there are a few floors missing?"

Melyuzina's tone was slightly smug, "...I did it."

Isn't that impressive? Human creations are only just so-so.

"What's there to be proud of?" Emiya speechlessly reached out and knocked on the little female dragon's head.

"Take me flying down. Since we are here, let's go and take a look."

----

Yuan Zhisheng walked quickly towards the prison area and met the old man in priest robes who was waiting at the entrance.

He had already informed his father Uesugi Yue, and when Uesugi Yue learned that his son had revived, it was natural for him not to rush over.

"Zhisheng, why did your brother sleep for so long and only wake up now?"

The two of them entered the dedicated elevator for accessing the prison area. Uesugi Yue leaned against the spacious metal wall of the elevator and asked idly.

Uesugi Yue remembered that he stretched out his hand to knock Kazama Ruri unconscious, but he also remembered that he controlled his strength very well, and it was impossible for the emperor-level hybrid to suffer much damage.

"It seems to be because of the combat characteristics of his servant... the consumption burden is relatively large," Minamoto no Chisei felt a headache when he thought of Ibaraki Douji setting fire to buildings at every turn.

Fortunately, Watanabe Tsuna doesn't have any fancy moves, and his various attacks are relatively simple and unpretentious.

Uesugi Yue had also seen the level of fighting of servants, "What about you and his servants? If you fight again, it will be troublesome, right?"

"Father, rest assured for now. Both parties need to maintain their spiritual forms to quickly recover to their peak state. Even if that Berserker wants to attack, Saber will instantly restrain him. Besides, her Master is in our hands."

Uesugi Yue felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the emotionless tone of Minamoto Chisei towards his younger brother. He turned to look at the new head of the family and said in a serious tone:

"Zhisheng, before we get here, can you please tell me the truth...what are you going to do with your brother?"

"He's a key figure in the Ghost Clan, second only to the King General. The clan is in desperate need of crucial intelligence on them. The prison area also holds members of the Kanto branch who suddenly rebelled that night. We need to know just how many thorns the Ghost Clan has planted within the clan."

Yuan Zhisheng stared at the metal door and responded fluently.

"...As for the final outcome, I need to consider the overall situation. It was because I failed to kill that evil ghost during that mission a few years ago that he was able to regain his life among the fierce ghosts and command the wind and rain, which led to the current situation."

As he spoke, the current movie king began to blame himself, as if he could see his brother's face through the elevator door.

"Father, I never had the chance to tell you that my little girl had already fallen from grace. She became the mastermind behind a serial murder case in the town where we lived as children. I'm sorry I couldn't execute her back then. Now, as a demon slayer and the head of the family, I must..."

"enough!"

Under Yuan Zhisheng's astonished gaze, Uesugi Yue shouted in a deep voice. The old Shadow Emperor's face was cold, and his low tone seemed like a brewing storm.

"Zhisheng, who taught you these profound truths? You're full of self-blame, blaming yourself for not killing your brother sooner, and even apologizing to me... You value your family and your own reputation more than the life of your beloved brother. What's your underlying thinking?"

Uesugi Yue questioned, "Is it based on your bullshit sense of responsibility and honor as the Shadow Emperor? Do you know that in my heart, you and your brother are equally important, but you want to deal with your brother for the sake of bullshit justice?"

The old movie star described his previous position as "shit" because he was fed up with the family tragedy that came with this position.

Uesugi Yue did not want his descendants to repeat the tragedy.

"Father, please calm down. He has transformed into a demon who enjoys killing people—"

"Then let me ask you, which evil ghost is still thinking about my brother? Which evil ghost still has an ignorant love in his heart?"

"After being imprisoned for so many days, are you truly certain that he's a fallen demon based on his bloodline? When you learned that your brother had committed murder, did you even ask him what the truth was?"

Gen Chisheng was stunned when he heard this. He judged that Fengjian Liuli was dangerous just based on the hostile behavior he performed that was consistent with the camp of the fierce ghosts.

I also witnessed his crazy behavior of killing girls in Luqu Town. I firmly believed in justice, so I drew my sword and destroyed my brother's heart.

...Am I wrong?

Seeing that Minamoto no Chisei began to lower his head and remain silent, Uesugi Yue's expression relaxed a little and he sighed.

"This hypocritical sense of justice... is it your adoptive father, Ju... no, that Professor Herzog? He's a conspirator and an ambitious man. He's using you, training you to be a cold-blooded tool. You should wake up, Zhisheng. Investigate thoroughly. Perhaps what happened back then wasn't that simple."

Yuan Zhisheng forced a smile, filled with bitterness. "I was naive back then. I was still singing 'Justice Big Friend' in my heart, thinking I was a partner of justice."

"To put it bluntly, Chisheng, you're not as good as Emiya," Uesugi Yue criticized:

"Even if that kid has all sorts of bad things going on... well, aside from kidnapping Eri, he doesn't seem to have any bad things going on... but I can tell he wouldn't kill anyone close to him for the sake of a false sense of justice."

Chapter 220 Odin: Damn it, why!

The elevator slowly descended and finally arrived at the confinement area.

When Uesugi Koshi and Minamoto no Chisei slowly walked out, the sparse orange-yellow lights made the place rather dim.

Uesugi Yuexin said, "You are trying to save electricity, why don't you install more light bulbs?"

Genji Chisei explained in advance that the attack by the demons had caused some problems with the power supply and lighting systems of the Genji Heavy Industries building. The lights currently in use were temporarily installed and connected to the backup power supply. It would take some time to restore them to normal...

As the two of them advanced, numerous prison cells quickly retreated from the side. Those were non-important prisoners. Feng Jianli had obviously received a higher "prison treatment" -

He was tied up in a spacious solitary cell with sturdy alchemical equipment, surrounded by thick alloy walls on all sides. The level of defense was no less than that of Eri's room.

The father and son came to the control console nearby, and Yuan Zhisheng passed the verification instantly with the authority of the head of the family. The electronic screen immediately lit up, showing the face of Fengjian Liuli captured by the camera.

The face without makeup looked delicate yet ordinary, but there was no doubt that it was a face very similar to Gen Chisheng's.

"cough……"