Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 214 The Axis of Evil

"How is Kenneth doing now?" he asked, looking at Kirley.

"Seriously injured," Kirei replied. "The Lancers carried him and Sora into an abandoned factory area, where they are currently receiving emergency treatment."

"Very good." Tokiomi's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he quickly considered a countermeasure.

"Kenneth must hate the Avengers to the core right now... His pride as a Color Magician has been trampled on, and his fiancée has been seriously injured. This hatred is enough to make him abandon all his pride."

"Kiri, I want you to send assassins to contact Kenneth immediately."

Tokiomi pulled out a pre-written letter from his pocket. It was written on parchment bearing the Tohsaka family's magical mark: "Tell him that the Tohsaka family is willing to provide the best healing potions, and even magical assistance."

"In exchange, I hope to form a temporary alliance with him to jointly defeat the rule-breaking Servant—the Avenger."

"Also..." Tokiomi paused, as if he had thought of something, "That rider's Master, I remember, was a student at the Clock Tower, right?"

Kirei Kotomine picked up a document from the desk: "Yes, Weber Velvet."

Kotomine Risei added, "He was Kenneth's student. It is said that he stole the Holy Relic in a fit of pique because his thesis was humiliated by Kenneth, and came to participate in the Holy Grail War to prove himself."

"Heh, master and disciple turning against each other? How interesting." Tokiomi elegantly straightened his collar. "In that case, let's drag Weber into this game as well."

"If Kenneth wants to increase his combat power after recovering, he will definitely need to collect holy relics or find a new source of magic power."

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"Tell Kenneth where that student is, and see if he'll go and clean house."

"or.....

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A cold glint flashed in Tokiomi's eyes: "If Kenneth can't be restored, then let that student understand that relying on the Tohsaka family is a better option for surviving this war."

"We must use every available force to isolate the evil axis formed by the Matou family and the Avengers."

"I understand, teacher." Kirei Kotomine bowed deeply.

"King of Heroes!"

Tokiomi Tohsaka stood up and bowed deeply to Gilgamesh, who had been lounging on the sofa sipping wine: "I would like to request that you, in your capacity as king, invite the swordsmen and riders to this banquet, and see if you can invite them to join you in defeating the Avengers..."

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Tokiomi's request hung in the air, reflected in the flickering candlelight of the inner room onto Gilgamesh's handsome yet weary face.

He leaned back lazily on the sofa, gently swirling the gold wine glass in his hand.

"Tokiomi, your magnanimity ends here."

"All that scheming and manipulative behavior, all for the sake of dealing with a mere rabid dog?"

He didn't like this strategy, which resembled the weak banding together for warmth.

In his view, whether it's an Avenger or a Berserker, he can always take out a targeted weapon from the treasury and obliterate them to dust if he wants.

The reason he didn't do that was simply because Tokiomi judged that he was cursed by that avenger and had to leave him for last.

"This is also a strategy taken to protect the King's Holy Grail..." Tokiomi replied respectfully.

Gilgamesh raised the wine glass to his lips, took a sip, let out a sneer, and casually tossed the glass aside.

"If it's just a simple alliance negotiation, I have no interest in it, but..."

He abruptly changed the subject, a look of keen interest suddenly appearing in his previously indifferent eyes: "If one were to, as a king, appreciate the magnanimity of kings from other eras... that would certainly be a pleasant pastime."

In particular, there was the figure wielding the holy sword and dancing gracefully in the dock area.

That kind of stubborn idealism held a special attraction for Gilgamesh, who was accustomed to the ugliness of the world.

Like a flower blooming on the edge of a cliff, it makes you want to pick it, even if you just crush it in your palm.

A possessive smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Especially that swordswoman... I have quite a strong interest in her."

Tokiomi was overjoyed.

He knew Gilgamesh's character; this king regarded all things in the world as dust, and things that could arouse his interest were extremely rare.

If we can use this opportunity to win over the Sword's followers, the plan will be much more effective.

"Hero Wang Yingming... If the banquet can show her your greatness, perhaps she will willingly join us."

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"Then I'll make the arrangements right away."

"Go," Gilgamesh waved his hand. "Send that assassin who only knows how to hide in the shadows to deliver the invitations. Tell those fellows that I, the King, will bestow upon them the honor of sharing fine wine tomorrow night."

The next day.

Bright sunlight streamed into the living room, and the television was broadcasting a follow-up report on the gas explosion at the Hyatt Hotel last night.

"Hahaha! Is this modern warfare? They blew up such a huge building! That magician Kenneth is really unlucky!"

Iskandar, the Conqueror, sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a large handful of senbei (rice crackers), laughing loudly while watching TV, with crumbs scattered all over the floor.

Behind him, the thin Webber Velvet was huddled in the corner of the sofa, hugging his knees, looking utterly dejected.

"Idiot! Keep your voice down!" Weber glanced nervously at the old couple's room on the second floor.

This is where he's temporarily staying under someone else's identity; it's best not to cause any trouble.

"And that's my teacher, Professor Kenneth! Although I hate him, he's a top-tier lecturer at the Clock Tower! And he was just defeated like that..."

He couldn't help but notice the explosion last night, but he didn't initially think of it as related to the Holy Grail War.

It wasn't until the assassin sent him a letter in the middle of the night that he belatedly realized that the Lancer's Master was Professor Kenneth!

Kenneth, who was so arrogant and hailed as a genius in the Clock Tower, was actually severely injured by that Avenger in last night's battle...

It is said that even the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid of that invincible costume was crushed.

And the thought that his relic was stolen from his teacher made Waver feel a little guilty.

"That Avenger... what kind of monster is that?" Waver trembled. "If we have to fight that guy, we'll die, won't we, Iskandar?"

"Um?"

Iskandar swallowed the rice cracker in his mouth, his tiger eyes showing no fear, but rather a hint of appreciation.

"Boy, don't let fear blind you."

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He stretched out his thick finger and pointed to the devastated hotel ruins on the television screen.

Although I wasn't present during last night's battle, I can roughly guess what happened.

"Although that Avenger looks fierce, his reason for drawing his sword must have been to protect that ordinary human and her daughter."

"Protect?" Weber paused for a moment.

“That’s right.” Iskandar stroked his red beard. “While that berserker was going berserk, while that golden-haired guy was attacking indiscriminately, that Avenger was always standing in front of that mother and daughter.”

Iskandar's eyes deepened.

"The true path of a king is not simply about indiscriminate killing! To wield the sword to protect one's people, to shed blood to uphold one's beliefs—that too is the king's responsibility!"

"Although his rank sounds a bit sinister, I think that kid named Asuka is a man worth befriending! So even if we run into him, there's nothing to worry about; just face him!"

"Huh??"

Webber clutched his head in frustration: "Are you out of your mind?! That's the enemy! The enemy! And they look so ferocious..."

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Just then, a cold gust of wind suddenly blew open the tightly closed window.

Weber's screams stopped abruptly as he stared in horror at the shadows in the living room.

There, a dark figure wearing a skull mask slowly emerged.

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