Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

If we could summon this great man lost in history, he would surely be able to answer my questions.

Unfortunately, such regret can only be kept in my heart.

Coming back to his senses, Kirei Kotomine looked at the blood-stained cloth in front of him with regret. This was a sacred relic that he and his father had painstakingly hidden from the Eighth Secret Society, but unfortunately, it would probably only gather dust now.

"What? Is this Tokiomi's second choice besides me?"

Golden light gathered, and Gilgamesh, the Hero King summoned last night, looked at the blood-stained cloth beside Kirei Kotomine with interest, yet also with a hint of displeasure.

"King of Heroes." In the absence of others, Kirei Kotomine respectfully addressed Archer before him, following his teacher's instructions, especially in his form of address, which revealed his complete subservience.

Although he felt no respect or any other emotion, pretending to be a person was an instinctive habit for Kirei Kotomine.

Perhaps seeing through Kirei Kotomine's hypocrisy, Gilgamesh made no comment, simply picking up the blood-stained cloth and tossing it aside.

"Fake." He commented dismissively.

Kirei Kotomine wasn't foolish enough to question Gilgamesh about how he knew; after all, it wasn't surprising for a king who possessed all the treasures in the world to know the truth.

"This is tainted with the repulsive aura of a beast... Although I cannot confirm whether it is related to that strange creature, you will definitely not be able to summon anything of value with this!"

"Do you also know that nameless saint?" Kirei Kotomine asked curiously.

"I wouldn't even call myself acquainted with him. If I could, I wouldn't want to know him at all, and I don't even remember him now!"

Gilgamesh's ambiguous assessment silenced Kirei Kotomine, but for some reason, he suddenly voiced what was on his mind—a question that bordered on presumptuous.

"King of Heroes, do you think this Holy Grail War will bring you pleasure?"

Gilgamesh, who was about to leave, paused for a moment, looking at Kirei Kotomine with great interest.

It's not just looking at him... but also looking at the shadow behind him.

"I don't know about other things, but the assassin you summoned certainly amuses me."

"Shadow of the Angel of Death, if you're willing to sacrifice your life, including your Master, you might actually be able to take me to that dark valley."

Gilgamesh said with amusement, he knew there was an assassin hiding here, but he couldn't sense the other party.

He wasn't lying. The King of Heroes was rarely humble, but he also wouldn't be stubborn. After all, that kind of unwillingness to admit defeat was simply too pathetic.

The King of Heroes turned and left, and after Kirei Kotomine remained silent for a moment, a distorted white skull mask emerged from the shadows beneath his feet, followed by a note.

Kirei Kotomine glanced up and said softly

"Don't attack the King of Heroes, Assassin! He's my master's Servant!"

'You haven't truly shown me your beliefs yet!'

The falling paper conveyed the cold meaning of the Servant who never spoke to his Master.

'If this continues, I will consider it a breach of our contract!'

Kirei Kotomine remained silent. This was the Servant he had summoned, Assassin, whose true name would only be Hassan.

This is a strange Servant; since he was summoned, Kirei Kotomine has never even seen what he looks like.

He never speaks to himself, but only manipulates himself to write and communicate with him. And when summoned, he only asked Kirei Kotomine one question.

'Do you have a belief that you would uphold even if it meant killing someone?'

Kirei Kotomine answered yes, perhaps just as a casual remark to complete the mission, but he had genuinely asked himself that question.

—If he could find a way to understand his own nature and resolve his suffering, he would definitely kill.

Thus, the contract was concluded, and Kirei Komine was able to see the other party's 'true name'.

He was Hassan al-Sabah, but he was not Hassan. He was not a member of the Order; he was merely a shadow, a nameless figure, a meaningless existence.

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But this assassin possesses a terrifying stat distribution that no other assassin in the Holy Grail War has ever had!

Leaving aside his attributes, let's just talk about one thing—he possesses EX-level aura concealment.

Such attributes represent the pinnacle of assassination, a product of assimilation with the world itself. An attack will never be detected by any means, not even by the King of Heroes. And at the moment the attack is launched, the skill doesn't disappear but simply drops to an A+ level.

This is the level that other Hassans can maintain when they are not attacking.

With its two A-rank class skills that allow it to blend into shadows, extract magic from darkness, and even traverse through them, it can move freely without even needing its master's magic power.

In fact, if he hadn't used a Command Seal, the other party could have kept even this data a secret.

The Ultimate Assassin is a card that neither Tokiomi Tohsaka nor Risei Kotomine expected to draw; it's an extremely powerful card.

It is extremely powerful in one sense, but also very weak in another.

This is all because of his EX-rank Noble Phantasm, an extremely terrifying Noble Phantasm—as the King of Heroes said, it is a Noble Phantasm that Kirei Kotomine can definitely exchange for one with after it is released, as long as he is willing to give it up!

Aside from that, this Noble Phantasm's combat capabilities are rather average, but it is extremely useful for gathering intelligence.

If we must call this servant by name—

Let's call him Youyi.

'I've detected information about several Servant summons; Caster has already been summoned.'

Assassin writes quietly in the shadows.

"Is it possible to find out the other party's identity information? If there is no Servant, what about the Master?"

'His Master is dead.' Assassin, controlling Kirei Kotomine, wrote the reply.

'The moment it was summoned, its body was taken over.'

'It's less of a follower and more of a monster, and—not of this world!'

"Ugh... Where am I?"

Holding a blood-stained kitchen knife, Ryunosuke Uryu looked around strangely. He had just used the blood of the family of three he had killed to draw the magic circle from the book he had found in his warehouse. He had originally wanted to have some fun trying to summon a demon, but now he didn't know where he was.

This was not the basement altar he had meticulously arranged.

As far as the eye could see, there was an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Severed limbs, congealed organs, and twisted heads were piled up in layers, forming undulating hills. Dark red rivers of blood meandered through the gaps, and rising blood mist blurred the sky. Only on the high platform made of white bones in the very center sat a familiar yet eerie figure.

Ryunosuke Uryu was stunned.

It was a face exactly like his. The same facial features, the same blond hair, but it was definitely not him; there were too many differences.

For example, those pure scarlet eyes spread from her forehead to her cheeks like inky lines. She rested her cheek on one hand, her posture languid yet exuding an air of domineering authority. Her other hand casually played with a withered finger, while her other two hands were tucked inside her white kimono.

Yes, he has four arms!

Ryunosuke Uryu blinked, then gestured wildly.

"Are you the Demon Lord? It is me, it is me, I summoned you!"

"Shut up, you piece of trash, you're too arrogant."

The lazy rebuke, like a sharp blade, instantly severed Ryunosuke Amatsu's words. An invisible pressure descended suddenly, and even the mountains of corpses and seas of blood seemed to freeze for a moment. Amatsu's laughter caught in his throat, his chest felt as if it were being crushed by a boulder, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Under this instinctive restraint, as if against a living being, he immediately knelt down.

Almost at the same instant, he felt something incredibly sharp graz his scalp.

A chill ran down his scalp, and at the same time, a sharp pain shot through him. But instead of being afraid, Ryunosuke Uryu was overjoyed!

This strange thing seemed to be pondering something, and after a moment, it lazily said...

"I don't know why, but what was that broken cup they were trying to steal again?"

"Wishes don't matter. This is another world, right? It might actually be quite fun there."

He stood up, walked up to Ryunosuke Uryu, and looked at him slowly...

"So you're that Master? Tell me about yourself."

"Yes, Lord Demon!"

Ryunosuke Uryu introduced himself quite happily.

"My name is Ryunosuke Uryuu. I'm a freelancer whose hobby is murder. I like children and young girls!"

"Girls and children? Why?"

"Because, I'm happy?" Ryunosuke Uryu tilted his head and asked.

"The Demon Lord wants me to explain why, but I don't know. I just think that killing is an interesting art."

"Hehehehe, interesting!" He laughed loudly, then placed his hand on the top of Uryu Ryunosuke's head.

"Then farewell, Ryunosuke Uryu."

Hey?

Before he could react, Ryunosuke Uryuu felt everything go black, followed by a complete loss of consciousness.

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268

Matou House, Insect Room

Dongjiang had long anticipated that he would end up in this place.

After all, in the part of history he knew, he was indeed summoned by the Matou family.

The one who summoned him was Matou Kariya. The moment he appeared, the unfortunate dark swordsman Kalia collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably, barely breathing.

Is the white tooth a bit too advanced for your skill level?

Tsugumi was summoned as a Servant at this moment, so he needed to create a fake Spirit Origin for himself.

This spirit origin is used to deceive the Holy Grail, or to deceive other people, or it's just for show and has no meaning whatsoever.

But for Masters, this is indeed something that requires them to pay with magic power—at least the moment Tsurugi descends, the Holy Grail System will not hesitate to draw a portion of their magic power to pay for the summoning.

Of course, the contract will naturally break down after that. Tsugumi's nature makes him immune to any contract except his own, at least Fuyuki's Holy Grail system cannot bind him.

Moreover, aside from Noble Phantasm, Class Skills, Innate Skills, and Luck, these attributes are indeed accurate; Tsugumi's attributes are exactly like this even without using any character cards.

So Tsugumi looked at the panel she had created.