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"Tonight's battle against Archer seemed to go smoothly, but you should still be aware that Archer is indeed very strong, stronger than Lancelot."

"If I want to gain the upper hand in the next battle against Archer, or even kill him, I will most likely have to use Command Seals to amplify Berserker's power."

"Are you really prepared to use a Command Seal just because you're angry?"

"this..."

Upon hearing Kazama's words, Matou Kariya paused.

However, it was precisely this hesitation that drew even more merciless ridicule from Kazama.

"Matou Kariya, in my opinion, besides being an arrogant person who overestimates his own abilities, you are also a hypocrite."

"Your reason for participating in the Holy Grail War is entirely due to your pointless self-pity."

"It's absolutely disgusting."

"What do you, an outsider, know?!"

At this point in Kazama's words, Matou Kariya could no longer hold back.

The desire to participate in this Holy Grail War must never be questioned or tainted.

"You have no idea what I've sacrificed and endured by participating in this meaningless war. There's also Sakura's pain, and the pain and regret that Aoi will inevitably feel in the future."

"Is that really the case?" Kazama asked rhetorically.

"Isn't your sacrifice a form of self-gratification born from regret and hatred, a desperate pursuit of a satisfactory answer to your choices?"

"The purpose of participating in the Holy Grail War is to save my childhood sweetheart's daughter... Isn't this just a self-comforting excuse to cover up my true feelings?"

"To cover up your pathetic soul, twisted by hatred?"

"Matou Kariya, look at what you're doing now. I see no determination to save anyone, all I see is the reckless venting of hatred."

“Doing this will not only fail to save the child, but will only plunge her into an even deeper abyss of despair.”

Kazama took a deep breath.

"No matter how much you say, it's useless."

"Kanetsuya Matou, you now have two choices."

Whether your sacrifices and contributions are worthwhile and leave any lasting value depends entirely on your choices.

"First, let's tear off the veil of hypocrisy and carry out our revenge against Tokiomi Tohsaka at all costs."

"Secondly, regardless of whether it was hypocrisy or not, you really did save that poor child who was 'abandoned' by his parents."

"Of course, there is a third option: that my conversation with you today is just the empty talk of an ignorant person."

Kazama stares directly at Matou Kariya:

"Didn't you ask me before, 'What do I, an outsider, know?'"

"In fact, I knew it."

“A year ago, Matou Sakura was thrown into a pool of insects to undergo insect infestation in order to improve her aptitude and make her more suitable to inherit the magic of the Matou family.”

"That insect magic that you once fled from, now suffering has fallen on that child."

"For a long time to come, that child will be a walking corpse, a puppet without a self. He may even be used by his brother as a tool for humiliation and sexual gratification."

"And you, Matou Kariya."

Kazama said softly:

"Following the original trajectory, your fate would have been even more tragic. You only have one month left to live, and nothing you swore to change has changed."

"You will not be able to take revenge on Tokiomi Tohsaka with your own hands. You will become a clown who pleases others, and you will hurt your childhood friend whom you still love."

"Then, in the end, when you return to the Matou family as a loser, that child will personally push you into the insect pit. This successfully allows Zouken Matou to leave a deeper impact on Sakura Matou's young mind."

Don't ask me how I know this.

"You can think of me as a prophet who knows the fate of you participants in the Holy Grail War, whether you are Servants or Masters."

"How is it, Matou Kariya...?"

Kazama opened his arms.

"Is it time to make your own choice?"

Chapter 116 The Gentle and Refined Caster

Matou Kariya fell silent.

Kazama, however, was not in a hurry. Instead, he smiled and continued:

"Berserker's loss of control must be causing you a lot of pain."

"Speaking of which, the fighting over there is quite intense too."

"Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for Berserker to return to your command without fulfilling his long-cherished wish with Saber."

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not concerned about your situation."

"I'm just worried about Saber's fate. Saber is strong, but without unleashing her Noble Phantasm, she's still outmatched in a two-on-one fight."

"If I really have to leave here, I won't be able to explain it to my Caster."

"One against two?"

Matou Kariya's hoarse voice rang out.

Just as Kazama said, he was indeed feeling immense pain.

Berserker forcibly extracted the magical energy of the Crest Worms implanted in his body, disregarding his master's wishes. Lacking absolute control over the Crest Worms, Kariya Matou didn't even have the right to refuse.

The pain was like having his bones pulled out, tormenting his soul.

If it weren't for Kazama's earlier words that caught Matou Kariya's attention, he might have already fainted from the pain.

However, despite this, the connection established through the contract remains, and he can see what's happening in the arena from Berserker's perspective.

The current situation is that Berserker has launched a fierce attack on Saber.

But after a few rounds of fighting, Lancer stepped in and took the initiative to block a wave of attacks from Berserker for Saber.

Judging from the current situation, it is indeed one against two, but it's Lancer and Saber facing Berserker.

Are you trying to say that soldiers appreciate each other's talents?

Kazama shook his head at Matou Kariya's words.

"But unfortunately, the duel between warriors full of martial virtue is based on the various desires of magicians."

"What is a magician, Matou Kariya? You know better than I do."

"You're a magician too, aren't you? Is it really okay for you to say that about yourself?" Matou Kariya said with a sneer.

Regardless of Kazama's motives, Matou Kariya is now certain that Kazama has no intention of killing him.

If they're going to take action, now is the perfect time for them to do so. I'm completely powerless to resist.

Upon learning this, Matou Kariya no longer concealed his weakness. He sat down on the ground, leaned against the cold shipping container, and gasped for breath.

"I am not the kind of magician you imagine, or rather, what I pursue, the way I pursue it, and the purpose are different from those of magicians in this world."

"Let's get back to the topic we were discussing."

“Diarmuid Ua Ua Duibhne is indeed a warrior of great virtue. He will not allow any newcomer to take advantage of his opponent’s misfortune.”

"But his master wouldn't think that way. After all, the master of the Spirit Conjuring Department is a true, standard magician."

"The opportunity to kill the strongest class Saber is right in front of him, how could he possibly let it go?"

"Even if it means sacrificing a Command Seal, we will not hesitate to forcibly distort the will of Ulduar."

As soon as Kazama finished speaking, as if controlled by voice, the voice of Kenneth, hidden in the shadows, echoed across the battlefield.

"In the name of the Command Seals, Lancer, kill Saber."

The magical power generated by the Command Seal forcibly changed Uber's actions, causing him to point his gun at Saber.

This sudden change left Kariya Matou astonished, staring at the composed Kazama.

As Kazama said, Lancer's master really did use a Command Seal.

Just as he said, Saber was indeed in a dangerous situation of fighting two opponents at once.

Kazama paid little attention to Matou Kariya's reaction, immersing himself in the peculiar contractual connection and sending a message to the other end of the contract.

................

In the arena, Saber was caught in a dilemma. Blood continued to seep from the wound on her wrist caused by her Noble Phantasm.

She is indeed not in good condition.

Faced with the Berserker who inexplicably harbors hostility towards her, and the Lancer who is struggling but has already assumed an attack stance, Artoria's thoughts have turned to the most extreme option.

Even if it means leaving the stage here, at least Irisviel's life must be preserved.

"Take advantage of this time and leave as soon as possible, go as far as you can," Artoria advised.

Irisviel was of course aware of Artoria's thoughts, but she resolutely shook her head and refused.

She didn't want Saber to die here at all. Besides, even if she wasn't Saber's true Master, as a magician on the Einzbern side, she could still provide Saber with some assistance.

Even if the aid is so insignificant.

But just then, a soft chanting began to rise in the room.

"Water..."

Entangled with mysterious words of magic, this is one of the steps to activate a spell.

Generally speaking, the more syllables chanted and the longer they are, the more powerful the spell can be.

A magic trick involving a single syllable is the most basic, like the ending magic trick of a Yin Qi Bullet.

But as that syllable fell, the magic that erupted was enough to astonish all the magicians watching.

Countless water droplets suddenly seeped into the air around Berserker.

These water droplets multiplied rapidly, forming a water mass that enveloped Berserker in less than a second.