Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 482 You stayed just to add some fun.

It must be said that Kirei Kotomine and Kiritsugu Emiya are a very good match.

Even though the two hadn't had much contact in this world, as soon as Lu Ke described Emiya Kiritsugu, Kirei Kotomine, like a dog chasing a nun, rushed over with his Mystic Code called Black Key.

On the other side, Kiritsugu Emiya also looked grim, as if he had expected this. He loaded the bullets and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

In a direct confrontation, without the aid of a sword sheath, Kiritsugu Emiya is no match for Kirei Kotomine. Therefore, Luke enhanced the depiction of Kiritsugu Emiya, giving the false savior the overwhelming power of Mithril against useless people, and allowing him to torture and kill the fake priest a thousand times over.

Kirei Kotomine, who attempted to slaughter the entire world, charged forward time and time again, only to be driven back by his allies of justice. The blood shed during their battle stained the Trial Corridor red.

When Kirei Kotomine's mental state was on the verge of collapse and his various emotions reached their peak, Ruk mercifully allowed him to defeat Kiritsugu Emiya at the last moment and cross the final hurdle.

The fake priest, covered in wounds, completely destroyed the entire underground world. Then, watching the dust settle and the world devoid of life, he suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, questioning and confessing to the empty void.

"What's going on? This hellish scene... it's actually so beautiful. The pitiful groans and desperate cries are so beautiful..."

"My heart is actually pounding with joy, with ecstasy! Have I been reading hellish scriptures all these years? Did my father impregnate a dog back then?!"

"So that's how it is! Is this the true self Gilgamesh spoke of? Am I really such a despicable, disgusting scum who only craves this hellish scene?"

As Kirei Kotomine revels in finding his true self, Ruk pulls this pleasure-seeker back into the trial hall, creating a new Kiritsugu Emiya.

This time, he made both of them immortal, so that the battle would never end, until eternity.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years...

As time passed endlessly, memories became blurred and senses dulled, leaving only the instinct to fight, the purest malice, and an obsession with Kiritsugu Emiya.

…………

When Kirei Kotomine opened his eyes in reality, there was no light left in them.

He completely ignored Luke and Dimuludo standing in front of him, his father who kept muttering "Praise the sun," and the Servant Baimao Hassan who had betrayed him, and walked out with a clear goal in mind.

"Lord Luke, what happened to Assassin's Master?"

Looking at Kirei Kotomine, who seemed to have transformed in the blink of an eye, Dimurud asked with some curiosity.

"It's nothing. I helped him find himself again. He probably went to try to kill someone who would stop him from destroying the world."

Luke shrugged and gave a gentle smile.

As compensation for Irisviel's unintentional mistake, giving Kiritsugu Emiya a priest who is always ready to take his life is a fair exchange and quite reasonable.

Considering Kirei Kotomine's top-notch combat skills and execution ability, strictly speaking, Kiritsugu Emiya should be considered to have made a profit; he's truly a good person!
Dimuludo looked at Luke's smile with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak, and finally silently took a step back and shut his mouth.

"What's wrong, Xiaodi? Speak your mind."

Dimuludo hesitated for a moment: "It's nothing... I just think you're scary."

Lu Ke touched his face, puzzled. He had clearly been trying to project an image of approachability with his overflowing charm, so what did it have to do with being scary?

Dimuludo's tone was tactful: "It's not that it's terrible outside... Think about it, if there were such a person, who could make an upright warrior who swore allegiance betray his cause, make a berserk, fanatical knight return to his true self, make a knight king with a fierce fighting spirit fall in love, make a regulator who violates the rules become a fanatic, and make an upright and devout priest become a demon who wants to destroy the world..."

People like that are really scary!!!

Lu Ke blushed and scratched his head sheepishly, "Really? No, I only did a little bit of work."

"Lord Luke, I wasn't flattering you..."

"I know, so how do you plan to be punished?"

Lu Ke gave Dimuludo a malicious look.

"..."

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously, Xiao Di."

After teasing the upright knight, Lu Ke walked up to Kotomine Ryouko with a smile, lifted his right arm and pulled down his sleeve, revealing a dense array of red marks, more than ten in total.

"Hiss~ Are all of these Command Seals?"

Dimurdo gasped. Even a fully-equipped Master only has three Command Seals. If a Master had that many Command Seals under normal circumstances, and paired with a decent Servant, they could practically guarantee a victory.

However, considering that his team's lineup was already a one-sided victory, Dimurd quickly relaxed, and it didn't matter whether he had these Command Seals or not.

"It seems they still don't dare to go too far, only giving one Command Seal to Tokiomi Tohsaka? They don't even dare to break the rules completely, how can they win?"

Luke clicked his tongue and seized all of the dozen or so Command Seals, then glanced at the densely packed Hundred-Faced Hassan.

Although she is a rather unimportant Servant, and the Holy Grail War will end tomorrow night, making her of little use, she is still a companion in the realm of the Holy Round Table in Chapter Six.

"Assassin, tell me what your wish is?"

Hearing this, Bai Mao Hassan was stunned for a moment. Through the magic channel linked by the contract, they clearly understood what kind of monster their newly recognized Master was.

The crowd began to stir. A group of human figures wearing skull masks looked at each other, and finally, a petite woman named Hassan stepped forward and spoke respectfully.

"Master, we have two wishes."

Seeing that Luke's expression didn't change, Bai Mao Hassan cleared his throat.

"Firstly, we hope that all personalities can be unified into one. The original Hundred-Faced Hassan, in order to become the leader, stood out from the competitors, painstakingly studied various techniques, experienced various lives, and divided his spirit and personality into multiple parts..."

Bai Mao Hassan paused, then said in a tone of deep resentment, "Although it was successful, this situation is terrible. It's not that it's unbearable, but it's just too terrible!"

"Understandable."

Lu Ke nodded seriously. Different lives can share perceptions and memories. One or two people can be the protagonists of an erotic novel, but a hundred people would be too terrifying.

"That wish is fine, what's the second one?"

"Ashamed to say..."

Hassan lowered his head in embarrassment. "We hope to be remembered in history like other heroes, not as a branded 'Hassan,' but by our own names."

"But you don't seem to have your own name, do you intend to pass on the name 'Hundred Faces'?"

“No, Bai Mao Hassan is still Hassan. We hope to escape Hassan’s shadow…”

Hassan hesitated for a moment, then looked at Luke: "How about you give me a name, Master?" "That's not out of the question."

Lu Ke nodded slightly: "What do you think of the name Altaïr?"

Bai Mao Hassan scratched his head, looking somewhat puzzled: "Does this name have any special meaning?"

Luke patted Hundred-Faced Hassan on the shoulder with a serious expression and said in a light tone, "I don't know if there's any special meaning to it, but this name will definitely resonate throughout the assassin world in the next few years, no... not just the assassin world, but the whole world!"

Although it felt strange, it didn't sound like a lie, so Bai Mao Hassan reluctantly accepted the answer.

The subsequent operations were relatively simple. For Luke, whose mental abilities were maxed out, split personality was not difficult. One Hassan after another was put back into the original body and pieced together to form a complete personality.

When the last Hassan was added, the Spirit Origin of Hundred-Faced Hassan changed, moving him from a third-rate Servant to a second-rate Servant. With the massive amount of magic power provided by Luke, his stats were artificially boosted, allowing him to barely rank among the top second-rate Servants.

The Noble Phantasm "Delusion" has been upgraded from B+ to A+, and its effect has changed from splitting into separate clones each with their own specific functions to each clone being able to freely choose its form and possess all sorts of skills.

Specifically, it means it went from being useless to being somewhat useful.

Although piecing together a personality wasn't particularly complicated, it still took some time. Lu Ke glanced at the setting sun, waved to summon his new henchman, whispered a few words in his ear, and assigned him a side mission that was more suitable for an assassin.

After Baimao Hassan left to carry out his orders, Luke led Dimuludo back home.

Considering that there wasn't much food left at home, he wrote a list and asked Dimulu to buy more ingredients. Then, remembering that Saber was also at home, he added a zero to the quantity on the list.

You need to be quite perceptive about the amount of food a competitive eater can consume!
Back at the magic workshop, Luke had just entered the living room when he heard Sakura's soft, whimpering voice.

Luke strode in and saw Irisviel on the sofa with a rather pleased expression, holding Sakura in her arms and rubbing the girl's slightly chubby cheeks. The girl was obviously hurt by the pinching, but she still stayed obediently and dared not move.

A world-famous painting depicts the Lesser Grail bullying the Little Grail.

Although Sakura hasn't had a Holy Grail fragment implanted in her yet...

Luke watched in amazement, secretly lamenting that Sakura, still a human infant, was far inferior to the corrupted Irisviel, and looked quite miserable being suppressed.

Upon seeing her return, Sakura immediately cast a pleading look at her, pitifully calling out "Teacher," her voice full of grievance.

Luke slowly moved closer and lightly patted Irisviel's buttocks from behind.

"That's enough. Stop bullying Sakura, or I'll have to stand up for her."

“You spoil her too much. This child is very possessive, both insecure and arrogant. If you don’t discipline her properly, she will cause trouble. I’m helping you solve your problem.”

Irisviel gave a wicked smile, her eyes darting around, and lowered her voice, "Besides, wouldn't threatening me like this just make me want to bully this child even more?"

Luke: ...

If there weren't a little child around, I would have shown her the correct way to use the "Holy Grail" right now.

He withdrew his hand and followed the scent to Saber, who was standing on the balcony.
Even dressed in modern clothes, the Knight Queen still exuded a calm and composed classical air. She stood in the corner of the fence, looking down at the various shops, vehicles and crowds below, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

"What's wrong, Saber?"

Luke walked over and hugged her from behind, his gaze following Saber's ahoge (cowlick) on her head. He couldn't help but press it down, and when he let go, he saw the ahoge stand up again, firm and erect.

Saber's body tensed instinctively, but relaxed again after sensing the familiar presence, and she gently shook her head.

"It's nothing, I was just wondering if using the Holy Grail to wish to go back to the past with you to save Britain would have any impact on the world now."

She continued, "From what I've seen and heard these past few days, I feel that people in this era have much better living conditions and more conveniences than in the past... If I were to change history, would there be any deviations?"

"My advice is to wait until we have the Holy Grail before considering this issue."

Luke said that the King of Knights was being a bit too pessimistic. Even if the Holy Grail wasn't corrupted, it could still grant any wish. Saber's wish to save Britain was simply impossible to fulfill.

Once history is altered, it deviates from the main path, and whether it forms a singularity or a Lostbelt, it will inevitably face the fate of being corrected or cut.

It's better to seek his advice than the Holy Grail!

"Instead of thinking about these things, you should think about how you will win against the other two kings at tomorrow's King's Feast. You don't want your beliefs to be disregarded, do you? You can also think more about how to defeat me in the final battle later."

"These two things seem quite troublesome..."

Saber remained deep in thought, still looking rather downcast. Seeing this, Luke decided to unleash a special attack on Saber.

"Tomorrow is the final round, so we need to make sure we have enough supplies. I had Xiao Di buy a lot of ingredients. I'll cook for the knights who are about to go into battle, how about that?"

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Saber immediately shook off her dejection, nodded with a bright and confident expression, and answered with a strong and resounding voice.

For foodies, food is the panacea for everything; no matter what difficulties they face, they'll eat first and worry about the rest later.

When faced with delicious food, everyone's relationships become more harmonious, not to mention the delicacies cooked by the culinary marshal.

Without Lu Ke calling, the dining table was already surrounded by people. The rich aroma of the food even tempted the two spirit-like Servants to sneak into the gluttonous army.

Saber's appetite was terrifying. While Irisviel and Sakura had both bulged a little in their bellies, Saber was still quickly finishing her plate. Her flat stomach looked like she had a stomach from another dimension, attracting four envious and jealous glances from those who were stuffed.

As dusk fell, after a satisfying meal, Sakura, who had wanted to cling to Luke, obediently went to wash up and rest, under Irisviel's watchful gaze.

Once the children's room was locked and soundproofed, it was time for the adults to have their turn.

"Lancelot, come patrol with me and protect Master's safety." Dimurudo pulled Lancelot away from the mansion.

With the defenses of this magic workshop and Luke's strength, what need is there for patrols?

Lancelot wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, watching Luke lead Saber into the master bedroom with a conflicted expression. He felt like he was having a heart attack, wanting to stop them but having no right to do so.

What right does a mere knight have to interfere in the king's private life, especially since the man is his master and he just stole a meal from him!
But I still feel so angry!
Seeing this, Dimuludo sighed and immediately unleashed true damage:

"Let's go. Your staying here will only add a little fun for Master. Why bother?"

Lancelot: ...

Unable to refute, the Lake Knight turned away in grief and anger, storming off.

Hey!
Anyone who dares to come here today will die!
(End of this chapter)