Unlimited Ambition

This girl named King Arthur is untrustworthy in every way.

Therefore, Kiritsugu Emiya chose to do it himself.

Just like a long time ago, before he met Alice and before he entered Einzbern Road as a son-in-law.

Back when he was the Magician Killer.

Unfortunately, his skills inevitably became dulled.

And more importantly, for some reason, the heart has become less cold-blooded.

I need to recover quickly. Otherwise, it will be dangerous.

"Please let me make the move."

At this moment, the girl bearing the title of Queen began her usual nagging: "To cower like a rat like this is the greatest disgrace for a Knight King."

A complete idiot who doesn't understand strategy is clamoring to take the initiative. Kiritsugu Emiya felt like he was about to explode—

Just before Kiritsugu Emiya was about to go berserk—Irisviel, who was manipulating magic and monitoring every move outside, suddenly felt a sense of unease: "There's an intruder."

"Please let me make my move!"

And so, King Arthur, as was his custom, made a racket. Noisy, unpleasant to the ear…

Chapter Sixteen: Each Person's Battle

At the gates of the Einzbern family villa deep in the mountains, the arrival of uninvited guests made Kiritsugu Emiya, who lived there, feel uneasy.

Just as Kiritsugu Emiya was preparing to temporarily retreat, the legendary King Arthur recklessly rushed out.

"Maiya, take Alice and leave this place." After analyzing the situation, Kiritsugu Emiya decided to have his assistant take his wife and leave first, while he would cover the rear.

"But, Kiritsugu—"

"Don't worry about me—run!"

At this very moment, I met Astrea on the left. Looking at the girl's very serious expression, the longsword in my hand seemed to lighten by a few ounces. I smiled and wanted to go over and be affectionate with her.

However, what answered me was the long sword in the girl's hand.

This hurt me deeply.

When I clashed swords with hers, I could no longer feel any of the love she once had for me.

"why?"

I asked this question, just like that night thousands of years ago.

"Because they are enemies. Because I am the King of Britain."

"So, what binds you is that country called Britain, is that right?"

I chuckled and made this promise: "Then I will destroy that country."

That's what I said, and that's what I did. After the dull Middle Ages, Britain didn't emerge as a unified nation as it had in history. Its northern mountains and numerous islands are still occupied by Scandinavia to this day. The south was divided into four smaller countries: England, Scotland, Ireland, and Wales.

That's it.

However, the girl's final outcome was not good. I originally thought that under such circumstances of internal and external troubles and alienation from everyone, she would agree to marry me in order to gain my sympathy and thus save her country.

The girl ultimately chose to die for her country.

That's it.

"So, after all I've done for you, is this how you repay me?"

"If what you're talking about is plundering my people and seizing my land—you evil spirit, I'd rather die with you!"

The recollection ends here. I looked at the unusually determined face of the girl opposite me, and felt a slight pang of emotion.

"It's been so long, and you still won't make up with me?" I asked.

"How is this possible?!"

Immediately afterwards, another slash came, the Sword of Victory and Oath, wrapped in the Wind King's Barrier, slashing down with overwhelming force toward my head, showing no mercy.

"I'm a little angry."

Immediately afterwards, in Gu's hand, a long sword, orange-red and shimmering with an ominous blood-red light, took shape. It was a demonic sword called Hell Fang, which came with special effects such as bloodsucking, intimidation, piercing, and incurability. It was in no way inferior to other enemies' Noble Phantasms.

Then let's fight. A battle that lasts and lasts and lasts and lasts—between men and women. Whoever wins, gets to rule!

Amidst roars, my longsword clashed with Asteria's. Both of us completely abandoned parrying and dodging, adopting a strategy of trading blows for damage. It was an extreme contest of speed and skill. We frantically slashed at each other's vitals—of course, all of this was limited to Asteria alone.

They are no match at all.

This heroic spirit, highly praised in history and possessing extremely powerful attributes, unleashed a storm of attacks with its longsword, which I completely neutralized. It didn't even inflict a single decent injury.

At this time, King Arthur was already covered in wounds.

Numerous non-fatal wounds made Astraea look as if she had been pulled from a pool of blood. She appeared as if she might collapse at any moment. Especially the deep wound that cut from her chest down to her abdomen, so deep that bone was visible. Astraea even had to use one hand to cover the wound to prevent her internal organs from spilling out.

"Do you still think you can fully heal all your injuries when you have the scabbard, Astraea?" I mocked. "Or do you think your swordsmanship is already better than mine, your teacher's—even Mordred, whom I've only trained for a day or two, has comparable strength to you—idiot—"

"—Don't mention that name in front of me—you bastard!"

Immediately afterwards, armor made of spiritual energy appeared on Astria's body. This armor pressed against her wounds, barely preventing them from reopening. Then, the Knight King gripped his longsword tightly again and slashed fiercely at me.

"Incorrigible."

I snorted coldly, then decided that I wouldn't talk about those idiotic things again, at least not until I'd beaten this guy into submission.

Come, Astria, let me see what abilities you have gained now that you've been resurrected by the Holy Grail!

The battle continues.

"Kines El-Melloi, the ninth head of the Archibald family, has come to pay a visit!"

Although he spoke such polite words, his actions were much more rough.

After the humiliation of being thrown out of the entire magic workshop that night without even being able to mount a proper counterattack, Kenes was truly enraged. After barely settling his fiancée Sora in an abandoned factory in the suburbs, he led his own heroic spirit to the castle where the Einzbern family resided for a "visit."

The Mystic Code called Moon Spirit Elixir is a convenient all-in-one item that combines attack, defense, and target acquisition. It's like a silver-white slime, crawling and crawling beside Kenes. And the thing that cut through the teak door and brick walls as smoothly as tofu, like the sharpest blade, was also this.

"Oh? They dare not show themselves? The Einzbern family has also fallen into depravity."

—His answer was a violent explosion—the anti-personnel mines buried in the entrance hall of the room exploded in an instant—however, just moments before, the Moon Spirit Essence had reacted, enveloping Kenes and completely defending against the attack.

"...Hmph, this is not magic at all. I never thought the Einzbern family had fallen to this level. So, what follows is not war, but a punitive expedition."

Thus, within the mansion, the battle between the genius magician and the magician assassin officially began.

"...We must verify this with her."

At this moment, without Tokiomi Tohsaka's permission, Kirei Kotomine appeared outside the Einzbern family's castle. Coincidentally, he happened to be on the escape route of Kiritsugu Emiya's assistant and his wife.

"There are intruders again."

Irisviel, who was monitoring the entire courtyard, said this.

“Then let’s take a different route,” suggested Hisayu Maiya, Kiritsugu Emiya’s assistant.

"The person who came is Emiya Kiritsugu..."

Chapter Seventeen: The Violent Priest

Kirei Kotomine:

I went for a run this morning, and a married woman, a mistress, blocked my way. Her lewd tentacles entangled me, so I had no choice but to turn around and have sex with a big tree.

While Irisviel and Maiya Hisau were on the run, someone else invaded the Einzbern family's castle. The Assassin Lord, an elite member of the Holy Church, a warrior named Kirei Kotomine, made his grand entrance, about to meet his long-cherished friend, Kiritsugu Emiya.

But Irisviel, preemptively, predicted his appearance.

When Irisviel uttered the words "Kirei Kotomine," Mai Hisayu froze for a moment—then her entire being radiated a chilling aura, like a dagger drawn from its sheath.

"You understand now, right? That man is dangerous. So, we absolutely cannot let him meet Kiritsugu."

Irisviel was encouraging herself by doing this for her.

"Let's protect Kiritsugu together."

"Ah."

So, Hisau Maiya agreed. Although Kiritsugu Emiya's order to her was to move Irisviel as soon as possible, just as Irisviel had said, she had once had contact with Kirei Kotomine and knew how dangerous that man was.

But Kiritsugu Emiya was the man she wanted to protect with her life.

And if her own life wasn't enough, then Irisviel's, plus her own—two lives in total. That should be enough, right?

Kuuyu Mai thought so.

At this moment, my battle with the Knight King is nearing its end—

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?!—You don't even have the strength to swing your sword?!"

Looking at the girl, nearly exhausted and kneeling before me, a chill ran through me. I yelled and swung my sword at her neck—

—Then, Astraea dodged the attack with a very awkward roll.

Their dignity has been completely shattered.

I hummed softly, gloating, wanting to step forward and end this wrong life.

Well, it's a bit of a shame that such a rare meeting has ended like this.

I'll visit her at the legendary Valhalla next time. And I'll bring back two pounds of fruit while I'm at it.

As I thought this, I swung my sword—and it was blocked.

The opponent before me suddenly changed. A despicable fellow known as the Knight of the Spear.

Dirumdo.

"Oh my, this is not gentlemanly behavior to bully a lady like this. I can hardly stand it anymore."

With this seemingly righteous opening remark, two guns, one long and one short, one red and one yellow, gleamed coldly in his hands. He stood before me—before being swatted away.

"Damn bastard!"

When facing men, I completely lost all compassion and vented all my anger on this bastard.

"Go to hell! Go ...