Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 469 Are married women really that popular?
"If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness."

The somber prayer echoed in the room. Kirei Kotomine, expressionless, knelt before the suffering statue of God, his hands clasped together in devout prayer.

Or rather, to pretend to pray devoutly.

"The passage from 1 John 1:9, Kirley, for whom are you atoning?"

A magnificent voice rang out, and golden light scattered and gathered into a human form. Gilgamesh removed his golden armor, let his spiky hair fall down, and changed into a modern outfit of a white open-collar shirt and black trousers. He then sat down on the sofa next to him.

"The fact that the King of Heroes knows about the New Testament of the Bible is surprising. As far as I know, the modern knowledge that Servants are given should not include such specific content."

Kirei Kotomine's dull eyes flickered slightly as he calmly rose and looked at the uninvited guest.

Gilgamesh, with a strong sense of ownership, treated this place as his own territory. He even took out a bottle of red wine, opened it, poured himself a glass, and savored it slowly, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"As long as I am willing, any knowledge I desire is easily obtained, books are no problem at all. Rather, your mind is far more complex than these propaganda brochures that are meant to fool people."

Kirei Kotomine remained noncommittal: "You're the teacher's Servant. Even if you're not by his side protecting him, you shouldn't be contacting me privately, right? Or do you want to end the Assassin story prematurely?"

Gilgamesh scoffed dismissively, his crimson serpent eyes filled with disdain.

"Those third-rate Servants can be wiped out with a flick of the wrist. It's ridiculous that Tokiomi wants me to pretend to kill him. It won't show my majesty, and if it's discovered, it will easily expose his relationship with the church. I really have to thank that stray dog ​​Lancer for making such a big commotion on the first day."

Assassin, hiding in the shadows: "..."

It's just that he can't beat it, otherwise he would have beaten this golden-skinned rat until it cried for its parents!

Kirei Kotomine paused for a few seconds, then looked towards the prayer room: "Father is organizing the three starter families to annihilate Caster. This behavior seriously violates the Church's original intention as an overseer..."

"Ha~ Hahahahahahaha!!!"

As if he had heard something funny, Gilgamesh burst into laughter, laughing so hard that his abs ached. His laughter was loud and infectious, echoing in the room like multiple magical sounds.

Kirei Kotomine: ...

It's so noisy, it's like dozens of loudspeakers are simultaneously blasting hip-hop music at me.

"Hahahahahaha!"

And the laughter lasted for a very long time without any breathing sounds. Does this mean that Servants don't have lung capacity?
Kirei Kotomine resisted the urge to leave and cover his ears, silently enduring the pain, yet he couldn't help but look at the statue of the victim. He had just prayed for atonement and was already being punished. Could it be that the One God truly exists?
After a long while, Gilgamesh finally finished laughing. He reached out and wiped away the tears that had come out of his eyes, exhaling a sigh of relief.

"Ah, it's been so long since I've been amused like this, Kirei. Your father and Tokiomi are truly rare clowns, managing to make me laugh so heartily."

"If those bastards can pose a threat to Caster, that harlot Ishtar will stay faithful to him forever. But if Caster is really so careless as to be dealt with, I will help him deal with the scum."

Gilgamesh took a sip of red wine and said indifferently, "The one who defeated me cannot be defeated by those petty villains."

He paused, then added, "Although it was only a lucky victory achieved through a sneak attack."

In Gilgamesh's view, he was not skilled enough in the first battle in the mental world, and he did not use his true Noble Phantasm. It was uncertain who would win next time.

Moreover, Caster's real-world stats are at best between second-rate and first-rate. Although his outstanding martial arts skills are enough to make him a top-tier fighter, he is still not as powerful as he is in his mental world.

So... we will win!

Gilgamesh was full of confidence and felt a long-lost sense of anticipation.

Kirei Kotomine didn't speak. Even though Assassin's report said that Gilgamesh was instantly killed, he couldn't just get close and unleash his ultimate attack, otherwise he might be blasted to pieces by the Noble Phantasm in the next second.

"We've gotten a little off-topic."

Despite this, Gilgamesh seemed to have lost interest in being the riddle master and the inducement developer, waving his hand dismissively.

"In short, it's best to end this game of playing a priest as soon as possible, Kirei. I have high hopes for you."

Kirei Kotomine paused for a moment, staring at the golden light that was slowly dissipating in the air, his eyes filled with a dark, turbulent light.

Are you looking forward to it...?

…………

Church, prayer room.

As if having an epileptic seizure, Zouken Matou trembled all over, trapped in a state of being slowly tortured. His withered body twisted and deformed, as if some kind of alien creature was hidden beneath his skin, causing the others to change their expressions slightly.

What kind of magic trick is this? It looks a bit ominous!

The Matou family's magic is based on water-attribute magic, and they excel at forced magic such as absorption and commandments. The "Command Seals" in the Holy Grail War were designed by them.

The Matou family are rare experts in the creation and command of familiars. Their core is "Mushi" magic, which allows them to control familiars called "Crest Mushi" to expand magic circuits and modify magic attributes in a short period of time. They can also directly absorb life force to create magic power.

Zouken Matou achieved immortality by entrusting his soul to a swarm of insects and absorbing the life force of others. Now, he senses that the "Crest Insects" he left at home are dying in large numbers.

Damn it!
Zouken Matou's eyes were bloodshot, his heart filled with anger.

He had planned to avoid trouble and wait until the next Holy Grail War to make his plans, or wait until the other two factions and Caster were both exhausted before reaping the benefits. However, he never expected that the unpredictable Servant would launch a targeted attack on his base.

It's really too much!
He tried to remain calm, reviewing his memories, but couldn't find any way he had offended the Servant before, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

Could it be that I offended him in the future?

Considering his own ruthless pursuit of the Holy Grail, Zouken Matou found it difficult to dismiss the possibility.

The pain and tearing sensation deep within his soul caused him to lose control of his emotions, and his rationality seemed to be constantly eroded by some kind of influence from the Crest Worm.

Zouken Matou gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, his withered body suddenly collapsing into his gray-black robes.

"The head of the Matou family can teleport?"

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was not proficient enough in magic, narrowed his eyes. Spatial transfer was a skill that even magicians in the Age of Gods might not be able to do. It was a magic-level technique. How could one of the three starter families in Fuyuki City know this?

“No, spatial transfer wouldn’t leave behind any clothes…” Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was watching from the sidelines, shook his head slightly. Halfway through his sentence, his expression changed, as if he had thought of a certain possibility. His magic wand quickly pointed at the clothes that had been left behind.

Boom~
The flames ignited the clothes, turning the gray-black robes to ashes. From the ashes came a chilling creaking sound, and in the firelight appeared wriggling and struggling marking insects. Dozens of small, scattered "fireballs" rushed outwards.

"Eee ...

Irisviel instinctively screamed and quickly hid behind Kiritsugu Emiya. She, as a homunculus, wasn't particularly afraid of ordinary insects, but Crest Bugs were a real problem.

That oval-shaped head is exactly the same as a certain part of a man's head, lewd and cold, it's practically pushing the limits of human endurance.

The "fireball" didn't last long. Even though the disgusting familiar was writhing and oozing sticky juices from its body, it was still burned to ashes by the flames due to the incompatibility of their attributes, leaving only the acrid smell of burning protein.

Tokiomi Tohsaka looked at the mess on the ground, his face turning pale and his brows furrowed.

A magician's core magic is a secret and is not easily revealed. He did not know before that the Matou family used such an evil magic.

If Sakura were sent to the Matou family to learn this kind of magic...

The thought of almost sending his youngest daughter into a pit of fire filled Tokiomi Tohsaka with lingering fear.

The pursuit of the root is the ultimate goal of a magician, but this does not mean that magicians have no other feelings. Tokiomi Tohsaka simply did not want to waste his daughter's talent, and the Matou family's magic crest was not the only option.

Thankfully, thankfully he chose to give Sakura to Luke, otherwise...

Thinking of this, Tokiomi Tohsaka's expression changed again. He didn't seem to know what the magic passed down in the Riku family was either!

Could it be a magic trick even more evil than the "insect" magic trick?

…………

The Matou family.

Because the Matou family manor is located on a high point deep in the mountains, with gloomy trees obscuring the mountain roads, the dark manor can only be found by looking down from above.

At this moment, war has engulfed this dark land, bringing destruction.

boom! boom! boom!
Outside the mansion, two incredibly fast figures intertwined like a raging storm.

Lancer spun the gun with both hands, creating two whirlwinds, and suddenly exuded an extremely refined aura. The imposing aura was mixed with a faint blood-red killing intent.

Opposite him, Berserker Lancelot, clad in black armor and shrouded in an ominous aura, wielded a sword enhanced to a D-rank Noble Phantasm by "Knights Never Die Barehanded," and roared as he counterattacked.

A dense storm intertwined, and shockwaves rapidly swept in all directions, wreaking havoc and trampling across the area.

Lancer's spear moved like a dancing sprite, his exquisite spearmanship dreamlike and ethereal, his spear thrusts like a dragon, fast as lightning, firmly suppressing Lancelot.

"Roar!!!"

The berserk Lancelot roared incessantly, but due to the weakening effect of "Berserk" on his skills and the ineffectiveness of his Master, he was forced to retreat steadily and had no chance to fight back.

"Cough cough cough! Don't lose, Berserker!"

In a lower room of the mansion, the dim green light was particularly eerie. Below was a pool filled with countless wriggling, gnawing Crest Worms. The rustling and grinding sounds sent chills down one's spine and made one's hair stand on end.

Kariya Matou, clinging to life, knelt on the ground, coughing up blood continuously. His face was ashen and yellow, and wriggling bulges appeared under his skin all over his body.

Kariya Matou's aptitude as a magician is utterly terrible, practically negligible. He only became a Master because Zouken Matou implanted a Crest Worm into his body in order to participate in the Holy Grail War, and only through the power of the Crest Worm's magic did he barely become a Master.

"It's no use. You're not a legal loli with white hair and red eyes. You won't get any buffs from calling Berserker."

The sudden sound made Matou Kariya barely perk up and look over warily, but the next second his heart sank to the bottom.

"Caster..."

Is it not enough for just Lancer to arrive? Has an even stronger Servant arrived as well?

Luke walked into the basement with a gentle smile, and as soon as he left the steps, he triggered some kind of defense mechanism.

"Squeak~"

Countless insects burst forth, forming a dense torrent that rushed towards him; the sight of the swarming insects was a picture of hell.

Luke walked unhurriedly, slowly releasing some of the pollution he possessed as an "Outer God." All the Crest Worms that approached him stopped moving within a certain range.

Their "spirit" was completely annihilated.

The subsequent swarms of insects came one after another, but without exception they all fell, forming a horde of corpses around Luke that resembled a sacrificial ritual.

Kariya Matou trembled instinctively, feeling as if his mind was in a complete fog, as if he could smell the air, hear the figures of people, and taste the sound of footsteps.

His senses... were confused.

Kariya Matou tried to escape, but his legs felt as heavy as lead. His body disobeyed the command of his spirit, and his loyalty remained in place, waiting for a new master to approach.

"Kanetsuya Matou, why did you participate in the Holy Grail War?"

Lu Ke glanced at Matou Kariya, who was waiting for judgment in despair, and asked casually with a hint of curiosity.

I remember in the original story, Kariya Matou chose to join the Holy Grail War in order to save Sakura.

"It's all...it's all Tokiomi's fault!"

Kariya Matou gritted his teeth, "It's all because of this guy that Sakura got away and Aoi is so depressed. If it weren't for him... no, if he weren't here..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ke sighed, "Another one who likes married women."

Hmm... why did he say "again"?

(End of this chapter)