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

In that final instant, time seemed to stand still. All that remained in Lü Bu's vision was the infinitely magnified dragon head, gleaming with a cold metallic light, and the bluish-white light behind it that burned everything away.

Then--

Hit.

Tenshi's attack collided with the impact at extreme speed.

There are no rules, no special attacks, no random rules or regulations.

There were only purely physical collisions.

Waver was returned by Iskandar, whose Reality Marble had been dispelled, and his first reaction upon arrival was—

Did I send this to the wrong place?

The original dock and warehouse have long since disappeared, and even the roads and bridges leading to the nearby Xindu have been replaced by a newly developed, uninhabited residential area.

All that remained was a huge impact crater with molten glass-like edges, and the lingering, pungent smell of burning metal and dissipating true etheric energy in the air.

Waver's throat twitched with difficulty, as did all the other Masters. They had to assess whether their Servants' Noble Phantasms could cause such destruction, and whether they could survive such destruction!

However, with such an attack, one of those two Servants is bound to die!

The expectation was wonderful, but what Weber saw was the perfectly intact Tsurugi, its heart pounding, standing in the void.

This punch cleaved the heavens, yet the saint, who had transformed into a dragon, remained unharmed, as if the attack had been a negligible loss to him.

In contrast, in the center of the pit, a figure slowly and laboriously stood up.

Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!

The ghostly figure, leaning on the vanished halberd, stood up. Despite being almost completely shattered, he laughed as if he felt no pain or injury.

"That felt great, so great!!!"

"Very tenacious." Tsurugi tilted her head, looking at the seemingly immortal Lu Bu, whose injuries had vanished as if time had reversed, and sincerely praised him.

After that attack, Lü Bu was completely wrecked. Even Dongjiang thought he should be dead beyond any doubt, but he stood up.

That's not some inherent skill, but pure and powerful willpower—Lu Bu's Noble Phantasm ensures that as long as his will is not burned out, no matter how severe the damage he suffers, he can still make a comeback and deliver the next blow!

However, the power of his Devouring Heaven increases with each attack, multiplying the strain on his body. Perhaps, in doing so, he will kill himself before he can deliver the final blow.

"Come on, again!"

Lu Bu tossed aside the broken halberd in his hand and summoned a fourth one without hesitation. His eyes, burning with battle lust, were fixed on the man in the air.

Such high morale and pure fighting spirit even inspired admiration in the onlookers!

but--

"I'm fed up," Tsugumi said nonchalantly, picking at her ear.

Although the battle was exhilarating and satisfying, after two rounds he suddenly felt a bit annoyed—mainly because the surrounding destruction seemed a bit too great.

Of course, the most important thing is that he now has more important things to do.

However, a promise is a promise; the three moves must be completed, and Tsugumi will not go back on his word. This time, however, he intends to finish the fight quickly.

—Although using this trick will paralyze my Saint panel for a few days, it doesn't matter.

Dongjiang has always been a person who does things recklessly and without regard for the consequences.

In the end, this whole thing has to be done perfectly.

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Lu Bu unleashed his fourth strike with all his might.

This time, it even blew off one of his arms; the terrifying power had reached an immeasurable level.

But to everyone's surprise—

After emitting a faint white light, the sage landed and stood in front of Lü Bu.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed the halberd.

It was as easy as catching a falling branch.

"Alright, our duel is over. You can save the remaining three moves for someone more valuable."

Dongjiang smiled as he looked at the dazed Lü Bu, gently crushing the halberd in his hand. Then, before Lü Bu could try to cheat and fight him again, he flicked his finger—

boom!!!!

A force even more exaggerated than the meteorite that had just fallen from the sky was released from his fingertips, sending Lü Bu flying into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he had flown to who-knows-where.

Such a grand and passionate war ended abruptly in such a way.

But this understated gesture was far more terrifying than any power, and it instilled a silent terror in the onlookers.

"Okay, the matter is resolved."

Tsugumi clasped her hands together, looked around, released her power to ensure everyone in Fuyuki City could hear her, and then laughed loudly.

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"Also, don't do anything bad, or if I see it and I get upset, I might destroy the world!"

"Just kidding, I'll take the reward even if it makes me happy!"

He blinked sharply and uttered extremely cruel words in seemingly harmonious language.

"You ask what the rules are? There are no rules. What I say is the rule."

278

Cold, shivering

Emiya Kiritsugu awoke amidst excruciating pain throughout his body.

He struggled to open his eyes and saw his wife with tears streaming down her face, and Saber beside him who seemed like a completely different person.

"Kiritsugu! You're finally awake!" Irisviel excitedly threw herself into her husband's arms.

"What is this...?" Kiritsugu Emiya began with difficulty.

"You almost died there," the now-darkened Artoria said coldly.

Kiritsugu Emiya fell silent. His memories returned, and he remembered what he had gone through.

When those two ridiculously powerful Servants suddenly decided to clash their Noble Phantasms, Kiritsugu Emiya had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

While yelling at Hisayu Maiya to retreat immediately, he also activated his time control to accelerate his escape.

Unfortunately, he was unable to escape the attack range.

Even at the risk of his heart exploding, he accelerated to the limit, but still couldn't escape the range of the second destruction.

The last thing he remembered was a container flying in, and then he lost consciousness.

"Where...where did you all go?" Kiritsugu Emiya asked the question that concerned him most.

He couldn't help but worry about what had happened since they had lost contact after getting off the plane.

"This is a long story... How about Miss Maiya?"

"...Maiya may have already been murdered," Kiritsugu Emiya said, trying to remain as calm as possible.

"But now is not the time to think about that. We must first figure out what exactly happened in this Holy Grail War."

"What a cold-blooded man, using women like tools?" the corrupted Artoria said coldly.

Kiritsugu Emiya dismissed the suddenly sharp-tongued King of Knights and spoke with Irisviel to clarify some matters.

"That Servant... is he really the Judge he claims to be?"

As expected, Kiritsugu Emiya questioned Tsugumi's identity, even regarding her self-proclaimed status as a saint.

"But it's an undeniable fact that a Tohsaka family Servant left last night... Alice, could you speak to the church on my behalf?"

Emiya Kiritsugu was somewhat embarrassed. Although it was a tactical choice, it was a disgrace for a husband to ask his wife to put him in danger.

"Leave it to me," Irisviel readily agreed, patting her chest as a guarantee.

"Emiya Kiritsugu," Artoria suddenly spoke, her voice cold.

"Is your dream truly valuable enough to cover everything you already have? Take this opportunity, while you're all alone and in this miserable situation, to think about it carefully."

Having said that, she left with Irisviel, leaving Kiritsugu Emiya standing there in a daze.

On the other hand, Kenneth's side is in a terrible predicament.

After gaining memories of another world, Kenneth's first reaction was to take all his belongings and his fiancée and head straight back to London.

Although Sora showed strong resistance after learning that he was going to leave suddenly and abandon Diarmuid, Kenneth was unusually tough for once.

Even though watching Sora, who is obsessed with Lancer, makes his hands tremble and his heart ache, a responsible and good man would never abandon his beloved fiancée!

Then--

"Kenneth! Why did you abandon Lancer?!"

Kenneth stared blankly at Sora, who was angrily yelling at him, then looked at his hands and then at the luggage beside him.

He returned to the hotel.

But he clearly remembered that he had already boarded the plane to leave, and that he should have used his usual despicable methods, such as using suggestive magic to deceive and impersonate the two passengers, to prepare to fly back to London overnight.

Why did they come back here?

Spatial displacement? Time loop? Illusion? Barrier? Or...?

Kenneth's mind was suddenly filled with many possibilities, none of which were good news.

He was certain that time was progressing normally, meaning it hadn't stopped during their time away from Fuyuki City; it simply 'returned to its starting point' the instant they left Fuyuki.

Moreover... Kenneth glanced at Sora, who was still cursing him, and was certain that Sora's memories and even physical condition had been reset.

He himself seemed to be the same way—but his memories were the only thing that hadn't been reset.

The standard shouldn't be the difference between a magician and an ordinary person. While Sora's magic skills may be lacking, the quality of his circuits is undeniable. Unless the standard for judgment is based on the amount of magic knowledge one possesses, but such a precise measurement is virtually impossible!

Is the condition...?

"Sora, come with me!" Kenneth showed a rare firmness, grabbing Sora's hand and activating the magic reactor without hesitation, initiating a transfer spell.

Five minutes later, Kenneth and Sora returned to the hotel, and this time Kenneth's expression was worse than ever before.