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

Logically speaking, at this point, a normal Master, even for the sake of their own reputation, should have directly rejected Li Shuwen's request.

After all, this doesn't sound like an act aimed at winning.

however--

For Kirei Kotomine, whose perception had long been distorted by years of spiritual practice and who had embarked on a path of pleasure after the death of Archer Gilgamesh in the last Holy Grail War.

Such behavior has immense value.

Conflicting logic?

good thing.

Illogical?

no problem.

As long as you can get enough enjoyment from it, then it's all worth it.

after all--

Gilgamesh had earnestly taught himself a single sentence at the cost of his own life.

"Pursuing what you want to do is entertainment; entertainment can bring pleasure, and pleasure can increase people's sense of happiness."

In that case, everything we do is reasonable, right?

Adhering to the principle of pleasure, Kirei Kotomine fully supports Assassin Li Shuwen's suggestion.

"Ok."

"I will set up the arena for you immediately."

Kirei Kotomine wasn't just talking.

After agreeing to his servant's request.

In less than a week, he spent a lot of manpower and resources to build a very Chinese-style arena in a suitable place, according to Li Shuwen's requirements.

The night is deep, and the moonlight is always bright.

Li Shuwen stepped onto the arena and felt his heart pounding with excitement.

That long-lost sharpness resurfaced in his heart once again.

This is the fundamental difference between his two age groups—if the two had the chance to meet, they might have started fighting on the spot.

Far away.

Standing on the red arena, Li Shuwen mobilized the energy within his body and began to practice his punches under the moonlight.

As someone who has reached the pinnacle of Bajiquan martial arts, his style is unparalleled.

This was something that Kirei Kotomine, who was also practicing Bajiquan, was well aware of.

Watching the fluid movements on the stage, he felt his own body's vitality being activated.

Maybe in another minute.

No.

Maybe it will only take thirty seconds.

Kirei Kotomine felt that he would go up and practice boxing with him.

That's right.

Li Shuwen's boxing style possesses such terrifying power that even someone like Kirei Kotomine can feel the charm of martial arts.

But at this moment——

Kirei Kotomine heard an unfamiliar voice.

"Very powerful boxing style."

"It's an amazing thing—even I can't help but feel the urge to learn it."

"..."

Although Kirei Kotomine was captivated by Li Shuwen's boxing practice, he didn't completely ignore the outside world.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man with a silver ponytail on one side.

Beside this man was another man with bronze skin and a very strong physique.

"..."

Kirei Kotomine instinctively became wary—his long church life had made him scoff at praise from others.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Oh... my apologies, I haven't introduced myself yet."

The silver-haired man bowed very politely, and then spoke in a very open and generous manner.

“I am Marisbury Animusfiah.”

"If you think my name is too long, you can call me Maris Billy."

"As for my identity—"

The man who called himself Marisbury looked at Kirei Kotomine in front of him and smiled slightly.

"Kirei Kotomine, like you, I am a participant in this Holy Grail War."

"..."

Kirei Kotomine was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized what was going on.

The two people before me are another pair of Master and Servant in this Holy Grail War!

but--

How did he find out his name?

Kirei Kotomine looked at Maris Billy in front of him and subconsciously took a few steps back.

That was a sign of sensing danger—or rather, a stress response after realizing that the other party was not simple.

Marisbury, as if he had already seen through Kirei Kotomine's thoughts, quickly continued:

"Please don't be so nervous."

“I did not use any dirty tricks to learn your name—I just received the information.”

"You are the Master."

As he said this, Marisbury's gaze shifted to Li Shuwen on the ring.

"Is that your Servant, Assassin?"

"..."

Having said all that, Kirei Kotomine knew there was no point in pretending any longer.

He directly acknowledged Marisbury's words.

"really."

"So what do you want?"

Kirei Kotomine revealed his arm, which was covered with Command Seals.

"If you want to make your move here—"

"I don't think my Assassin will just stand by and do nothing."

“Yes, you’re right.” Mariss Billy nodded.

"so--"

"I came to your side precisely to solve this problem."

"Solve this problem?" Kirei Kotomine asked, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple."

Maris Billy remained as polite as ever.

"Since it's the Holy Grail War—"

"Then let's solve this problem using the Holy Grail War."

Maris Billy moved a few steps to the side, making room for the man behind him.

"I'd like to have my Caesar and your Assassin have a match in that ring, what do you think?"

"..."

Kirei Kotomine didn't actually care about the Servant's class—but at this moment, he found that he couldn't take his attention away from Caster no matter what he did.

Caster, or magician.

This is even weaker than Assassin in terms of physique.

Now he actually wants to go to the ring and fight Li Shuwen?

Just imagining Caster being blasted to pieces by his own Servant made Kirei Kotomine feel incredibly excited.

"Okay!" he readily agreed.

"Then let's play one round!"

Ever since——

With the consent of both Kirei Kotomine and Maris Billy, a battle began.

In the arena.

Looking at his opponent stepping onto the arena, Li Shuwen asked a question.

"Who is coming?"

“Solomon,” the man said, offering his name without hesitation.