They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 216 El-Melloi: I have a script!

The night in Fuyuki City is like a block of ink soaked in water, thick and deep, swallowing up all the noise and restlessness of the daytime.

The dim streetlights elongated the three figures that appeared silently.

"It's really hard to imagine that this city would be reduced to ruins."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, standing on tiptoe, curiously surveyed the tranquil street scene around her, her tone tinged with a touch of melancholy.

For her, this city is the starting point of countless stories and romances, and holds special significance.

"Hmm~ But is this Holy Grail War really okay?"

Mr. El-Melloi…

Beside her, Mash Kyrielight, a girl with neat short purple hair, nodded with a hint of nostalgia, as if this land had stirred up some distant memories for her.

Immediately, a look of worry appeared on her delicate face as she looked at the black-haired man at the back of the line.

"Please add the second one, MISS Mashu."

The man known as El-Melloi removed the cigar from his lips, exhaling a wisp of white smoke that blurred his slightly tired and weathered face.
"The name El-Melloi... is just too heavy for me."

His expression was incredibly complex as his gaze swept across the street, which felt both familiar and strange.

Unexpectedly, after experiencing so much, he, Webber Velvet, still had the opportunity to set foot on the land that had changed his life again as "El-Melloi II".

How unpredictable life is... The bitterness in his heart lingered like the aftertaste of a cigar.

“Uh… okay, El-Melloi II…”

Mashu paused for a moment, then nodded.

"I was a participant in this Holy Grail War, so I already know most of the information."

King El-Melloi II put the cigar back in his mouth, took a deep drag, and his eyes sharpened.

"I've already prepared the corresponding strategy guide..."

"Oh! Is it Kongming's strategy?"

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes lit up instantly, and she looked at El-Melloi II with excitement.

It was as if he could see the legendary strategist of the Three Kingdoms, who was skilled in planning and winning battles from afar, standing right in front of him.

"Ahem~ Miss Fujimaru, although we have information, this is still a singularity, we absolutely cannot be too careless!"

Seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka's overly optimistic demeanor, El-Melloi II's expression turned serious, and he gave her a stern warning.

This is not the orderly Fourth Holy Grail War he remembered, but an anomaly where the course of history has been derailed due to some unknown and special reason.

Even if something completely unpredictable and outside his memory were to occur, it wouldn't be impossible...

"That's right, senior, we'd better proceed with caution!"

Mashu nodded in agreement, her expression grave, and the little white beast named Fou at her feet chirped in response.

"Okay~ then I'll leave it to you all~"

Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately dropped her joking expression, nodded seriously, and then looked at El-Melloi II.
"But what should we do next?"

El-Melloi II turned his gaze toward the port, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes behind his glasses.

"To defeat the most troublesome guy in this Holy Grail War, we need allies..."

……

the other side.

The moment Kenneth led Scáthach and Aozaki Touko into Fuyuki City, all three of them keenly sensed several faint gazes, like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, silently falling upon them.

"You've been targeted right from the start, haven't you? As expected of the ruler of the Clock Tower, your pomp and circumstance are truly something else." Aozaki Touko put her hands in her trench coat pockets, shook her head with a rather helpless expression, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

Following this monarch was indeed like carrying a torch in the dark; it was impossible not to attract attention.

However, if the Einzbern family's artificial human technology is truly as exquisite as this monarch described, allowing her to glimpse a higher realm of "human form," then taking this risk would be worthwhile.

"Heh~ What's next, my disciple?"
"It would be fine to deal with that guy here too~"

Scáthach ignored the prying gaze, turning her head with interest, her scarlet eyes filled with amusement as she looked at Kenneth beside her.

Let's find somewhere to eat first.

Kenneth showed no sign of tension; instead, he wore a composed smile.

"Huh?! Is it really okay to be this relaxed?"

Upon hearing this, Aozaki Touko's brows furrowed instantly.

They had just arrived on the battlefield when they were locked onto by the enemy. Instead of immediately establishing a position and scouting the enemy's situation, this Master wanted to go eat.
Isn’t this too ambitious?
"The Holy Grail War is a battle of magicians, a contest of not only strength, but also style and wisdom, lady."

"Impatientness is a sign of weakness."

Kenneth replied calmly.

Having learned of Kiritsugu Emiya's trump card in advance, he had already made a perfect response.

The only remaining threat is that golden king...

……

As night deepened, at the Winterwood Wharf.

The cold sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, made people shiver.

"Aqiu~"

"Second Prince, are you sure... there will be a conflict here tonight? It's so quiet."

Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but sneeze. She wrapped her Chaldea uniform tighter around herself and looked at El-Melloi II beside her with some suspicion.

They had been at the dock for almost half an hour, and apart from a few stray cats, they hadn't seen a soul.

"Absolutely."

"According to my memory, my old... Lancer's Master—Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald—was an extremely arrogant monarch."

He would not tolerate this 'countryside' ceremony being delayed for too long.

To expedite the battle, he would order Lancer Diarmuid to unleash his magic here, taunting all enemies in the most flamboyant way and thus initiating the first battle.

"And this is precisely where we begin our search for allies."

El-Melloi II spoke with great certainty, pointing to a container area not far away.

However, time passed second by second. The dock was deathly silent; not only could one not sense Lancer's magical fluctuations, but even the slightest trace of a Servant's aura could not be detected.

The confidence on El-Melloi II's face was fading at a visible rate.

"That's strange...it shouldn't be like this..."

He began pacing restlessly, muttering to himself.
"Given the teacher's personality, there's no way he would choose to go undercover... Could it be that the deflection of this singularity started from the very beginning?"
The teacher...didn't participate? Or did he change his tactics? But how could that be?

Countless questions swirled in his mind, causing his usually proud intellect to feel confused and overwhelmed for the first time.

The very first step of the plan has been fundamentally flawed!

Just as he was deep in thought, desperately trying to figure out which part of the process had gone wrong, a sudden change occurred!
boom--! ! !
A violent explosion suddenly came from the exact opposite direction...

(End of this chapter)