In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

"Got it, Boss."

The two cautious individuals were unaware that their every move had already been spotted by Kiritsugu Emiya.

Or rather—

In his intelligence network.

On another high-rise building, a woman with black hair and black eyes, and a serious expression, frowned in front of another Walther WA 2000 bullpup sniper rifle that was set up.

That was Hisayuu Maiya, Kiritsugu Emiya's most trusted assistant.

His ability to obtain intelligence about the encirclement order so quickly was inseparable from the hard work of his assistant.

Hisayuu Maiya lowered her voice and reported what she had seen to Emiya Kiritsugu.

After receiving the reply that she didn't need to do anything, she continued to wait.

To be fair, Hisayu Maiya didn't really know what she was doing.

But since Kiritsugu Emiya has given such an order, she will definitely carry it out seriously.

This man saved himself from the battlefield.

Therefore, it is only natural that he should also have the right to control his own life.

however--

While Hisayu Maiya was intently observing the intersection, she forgot how dangerous it was behind her.

Or rather, she had no idea that someone could launch an attack from across a building.

The dark red spear flew through the air and pierced through Hisayu Maiya's body with perfect accuracy.

Feeling the excruciating pain, she widened her eyes and realized that someone had the exact same idea as Kiritsugu Emiya—to use Ryunosuke Amuro as bait to lure out the remaining Masters.

She reached out her hand, wanting to tell him about it through the walkie-talkie, but it was too late.

She fell into a pool of blood and soon stopped moving.

"Isn't he/she the Master?"

Scáthach, having completed the long-range sniping kill, retrieved her Gae Bolg Alternative.

She remained silent, but she also realized that others shared a strikingly similar view with Kenneth.

but--

There's no need to report this kind of thing to him.

Otherwise, given his personality, he would most likely have called me back by now.

Scáthach leaped and landed directly on the ground.

She wasn't afraid of assassinations from the shadows—because she was confident she could evade these pointless attacks before they even happened.

Since that's the case, let's just deal with it directly.

The Queen of the Shadow Kingdom began her march toward her goal.

inside the house.

Ryunosuke Uryu was chatting happily with his servant Mephisto, and it looked like a gathering of close friends.

But the moment anyone hears what they're saying, their smile vanishes instantly.

Murder and arson.

This kind of content, which should be avoided, has become a boring topic for them.

They have a more trendy topic of discussion—how to make the victims suffer more and struggle more intensely.

It seems that the Master and Servant have completely forgotten the meaning of the Holy Grail War.

All they are doing is causing one disaster after another, making the whole of Fuyuki restless.

Watching the videos taken at the scene, showing the victims writhing in agony amidst the flames, Ryunosuke Uryu felt immense pleasure.

"That's right! That's what it feels like!"

"Suffer! Wail!"

"Struggle with all your might, only to find it's completely futile!"

"Hey!"

"Mephisto!" Ryunosuke Uryuu looked at his servant with immense excitement. "Where are we going to burn next?"

"..."

Faced with his Master's question, Mephisto did not answer directly, but instead gave a polite smile.

"Please wait a moment, Master."

"I've already chosen a place you'd never expect."

“That was the most interesting curtain rise in our show…you’ll never forget it.”

"oh--!"

Ryunosuke Uryu had absolutely no doubt about what his servant had said.

After all, his performance so far has been so perfect that there is no fault to be found.

However, he was unaware that danger was approaching.

pat.

pat.

pat.

The shoes made a crisp sound as they rubbed against the ground.

Snap!

The door separating the inside from the outside was swept open by a dark red spear.

Scáthach appeared there.

"Who are you?!" Ryunosuke Uryu looked at the woman in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"..."

Scáthach did not answer Ryunosuke Uryu's question.

She instinctively hated this kind of scum who tormented others and made them struggle on the verge of death, so she wanted to finish the job quickly.

The Gae Bolg Alternative gleamed—a harbinger of the impending demise of the Rain Dragon.

But right now.

His follower Mephisto suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"We do have guests!"

A sly glint flashed in the eyes of the madman follower.

"Hmm...it seems there's more than one."

"what?"

Scáthach was somewhat surprised.

But she wasn't surprised by what Mephisto had just said; rather, she noticed that the concentration of magic in the vicinity was rising rapidly.

"Welcome to my home turf."

Mephisto bowed politely to Scáthach, then revealed a devilish and ferocious face.

"I'm going to present you with a grand opening—!"

Boom——!

Boom——!

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, engulfing the entire surrounding area in a deadly display of smoke and fire.

Ryunosuke Uryu's room was also engulfed in a sea of ​​red.

Standing amidst the flames, Mephisto revealed his true madness.

"Lancer, you don't think I didn't notice anything, do you?"

"Foolish hunters, welcome to my laboratory!"

290. Scáthach: Killing Someone by Destroying Their Spirit / Annihilating Caster / Report Provider (4k)

Mephisto truly doesn't care about winning or losing the Holy Grail War.

After all, for this demon who had been dead for a long time, there was no wish he absolutely had to fulfill.

But if one insists on imposing the shackles of obsession on it—

Then leaving behind works of art would be the only way to meet the requirement.

Burning, exploding, and then smoke rises.

The most vibrant flames are described in the form of suffering, burning everything in this red substance until the sound of lamentation fades away.

In this way, he could fulfill what the man named "Faust" had said.

"Beauty can only shine for a moment, but true beauty will last for a hundred generations."

yes--!

If I can leave behind something called "beauty".

Faust must have been able to see it too.

and so--

Before that, I would never be defeated by any Servant.

Beauty will never lose.