Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

Chapter Fifteen: Enkidu's Insect Extermination Operation

Looking at the deserted group chat interface, Shirou scratched his head.

"She seems angry."

After that little incident, Morgan hasn't said anything in the group chat.

As the tram moved, the carriage swayed slightly.

The city scenery outside the car window flashed by quickly, and Shirou glanced at it casually.

"Apologize after she calms down."

Shirou was quite helpless, as he hadn't expected such an unexpected turn of events.

After sitting on the tram for a while, I arrived at the station near my home.

Upon arriving at his doorstep, Shirou glanced out the window.

The lights inside were still on, their bright orange glow spilling out of the windows.

Shirou took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it.

Click

After changing into slippers in the entryway, I entered the living room, where the evening news was still playing on the television.

"came back?"

Mrs. Chiki, sitting on the sofa, looked at Shirou with some concern.

"Sorry I'm late."

Shirou said apologetically.

"Things haven't been peaceful in Shinto lately, Shirou, you'd better be careful."

She wasn't angry, but Mrs. Chihiro's face still showed a hint of worry.

"Yes, I will be careful."

Shirou nodded.

"Alright then, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Mrs. Chiki assumed that Shirou was visiting a classmate's house for the first time and had accidentally stayed too long.

My mother is gentle and didn't ask any further questions.

However, even if she asked, Shirou had already prepared his answer.

Back in his room, surrounded by familiar surroundings, Shirou felt a sense of security and became incredibly relaxed.

As soon as my nerves relaxed, a feeling of drowsiness washed over me.

"Haah~"

Shirou couldn't help but yawn.

I was originally planning to wait for Enkidu to return, but as soon as I got into bed, my eyelids started to droop.

……

The tree canopy swayed in the wind.

Only the bright moon shines, and the stars twinkle.

While Shirou was fast asleep, Enkidu had already arrived at the location Shirou had instructed him to visit.

"Hmm... this must be it."

The Matou family residence.

The silvery glow of the bright moon shone on this towering Western-style building.

Enkidu looked at the somewhat eerie mansion under the moonlight, his brows furrowing slightly.

There are many insects hiding here.

The number of insects was so large it was disgusting.

As soon as you approach this mansion, you can feel the intense magic in the air.

Enkidu politely raised his hand and knocked on the door.

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The sound of knocking reached inside the house.

As you turn the corner from the entrance hallway toward the staircase leading to the upper floor, the sound of footsteps slowly descending the stairs begins.

"Is this Mr. Tohsaka? You just brought Sakura over, and you're already going to back out?"

An old man with a cane walked down the stairs. He was bald, his limbs were as thin as a mummy, and his deep-set eyes shone with a sharp light. He was a short, hunchbacked man, an oddball who was unusual in both appearance and behavior.

Because it has abandoned its original physical body, it looks somewhat like a Crest Worm, and its appearance is always accompanied by a foul, putrid smell.

She is wearing a kimono in a combination of ultramarine and dark gray, and carrying a wooden cane.

Zouken Matou's pupils constricted and he froze in shock upon seeing the person standing in the doorway after he opened the door to the entrance.

"Who are you?!"

As one of the three creators of the Holy Grail War, and once known as Machiri Zorgen, how could he not recognize the figure of the Heroic Spirit?

Standing at the doorway, the person who stepped into the entrance hall against the moonlight was undoubtedly the one summoned from the Throne of Heroes.

"You don't need to know who I am."

Her long, pale green hair swayed as she walked, and her gentle words revealed a sharp edge.

"All you need to know is that I'm here to kill you."

Upon hearing this, Zouken Matou's face turned deathly pale.

He already looked like he was about to be buried, but now his face looks no different from a dried-up corpse.

That withered, lifeless face became distorted.

"Hmph, I'm not so easily killed!"

Unexpectedly, a Heroic Spirit he had never heard of came knocking on his door. Even though the other party exuded a terrifying aura far stronger than his own, Zouken Matou had no intention of surrendering.

Having lived for so many years, how could he possibly give up the possibility of "living"?

Buzzing! ...

The sound of insects flapping their wings rang out from all directions.

At first, only a few dozen flew out.

But soon, countless creatures began to pour out from the various cracks in the house, rushing towards Enkidu like a tidal wave.

These blade-winged insects can devour a cow in an instant.

Even magicians would find these insects incredibly troublesome without the right methods.

However, if you try to use these blade-winged insects to deal with a follower.

Especially for a top-tier Servant like Enkidu, it's quite laughable.

Zouken Matou was certainly not that foolish.

Those blade-winged insects were nothing more than a smokescreen to buy time.

As long as you slightly obstruct the other party's view and gain a slight chance to escape, that's enough.

However, at this very moment...

From behind that dense swarm of insects came the man's nonchalant words.

"You can't escape."

The blade-winged insects that swept towards this servant were like moths to a flame; they couldn't even touch him before turning into dust and dissipating into the air.

Her seemingly slender and delicate figure now exuded an unparalleled majesty, deeply shocking Zouken Matou's heart.

That is the power of a Servant who can utterly crush a magician who cannot recognize himself, easily shatter all hope, and plunge them into the despairing color of black and white!

So powerful.

So desperate.

It's like the difference between heaven and earth.

Zouken Matou had never felt such a strong sense of crisis. Without hesitation, he scattered the insects that made up his body, trying to escape from this place.

However, the next moment...

I see you.

Before the words were even finished, a golden light flashed past!

The golden wedge at the tip of the chain pierced the air, striking the seemingly tiny insect with unparalleled precision amidst the swarm of worms, and pinning it firmly to the wooden wall!

Blood flowed down the wooden wall, and the brain worm, nailed to the wall, had not stopped struggling, filled with a desire to survive.

Twisted.