While Roland was distracted, Emiya Kiritsugu broke open the door, quickly took off his windbreaker, wrapped up the grenade with the pull ring pulled out, and threw it into the air.
Roland's eyes paused slightly, and he took a few steps back. In an instant, a stone appeared in the Killer Queen's hand, ready to hit the grenade in the air.
In close range, with the properties of his stand, he can hit whatever he points at.
Then, the trigger of the bomb was quickly pressed.
The grenade that was detonated prematurely caused terrible damage in the small room, but this was exactly what Kiritsugu Emiya wanted.
Hiding behind the door on the other side, he tightly grasped the weapon he had just taken out of his windbreaker.
It was a simple-looking gun made of walnut, similar to a gunpowder gun from the late Middle Ages.
The essence of this gun is a single-shot rifle, and it can only hold one round of ammunition. In order to maximize the power of this gun, Kiritsugu Emiya modified it so that it can withstand sniper rifle ammunition. This powerful firepower fully demonstrates the effectiveness of a one-shot kill.
Ordinary physical defense is not enough to resist this kind of firearm, but when the opponent increases the output of magic power and uses magic to defend with all his strength, it is exactly what Kiritsugu Emiya wants.
Because the reason why this gun can become Kiritsugu Emiya's trump card has never been the gun itself, but the bullet.
Origin is something that is engraved deep within a person and determines the fundamental nature of his existence.
Origin is not only possessed by magicians, but is a direction that all beings are born with, including ordinary people. Awakening the origin is also the easiest way for ordinary people to acquire superpowers, but even without awakening, ordinary people will unconsciously develop related traits in personality and direction.
For example, Shirou Emiya's origin is the sword. Although he is not good at ordinary magic, he can also manifest the inherent barrier of Infinite Sword Works.
Although Kiritsugu Emiya did not awaken the Origin, he also obtained the method to utilize the Origin through special means.
He suddenly jumped up, looked at Roland standing with Killer Queen, and raised the black muzzle of his gun.
"--it's over."
Kiritsugu Emiya pulled the trigger indifferently. Everything was within his expectations. Facing the strafing and explosion just now, this mysterious magician had to use that special guardian spirit with all his strength to defend himself.
At this time, even if the origin bullet did not hit him, with the help of the connection of magic, his origin would be manifested on the opponent's body.
Cutting and combining.
This is the origin of the name Kiritsugu. Things touched by this origin will be destroyed and then combined together without any rules.
The part that is hit will be necrotic directly, and the magician will be in an even worse situation. For the magic circuit that is as precise as a circuit board, such consequences will cause the opponent's entire body to be directly disabled, and the blood vessels and nerves will be randomly connected.
The better the magician, the worse his end.
So far, thirty-seven magicians have died in it, and this time will be no exception...
"What is that?"
Killer Queen casually knocked away the incoming Origin Bullet, as if she felt something different. Roland looked at Emiya Kiritsugu in confusion.
"Is this your trump card?"
"How is that possible?"
Emiya Kiritsugu's expression froze for a moment, and he immediately realized the hidden meaning in Maiya's previous words.
Kiritsugu knew his trump card well. The Origin Bullet was a special weapon against magicians, but on the other hand, if the target was not a magician, it was just a special bullet.
The atmosphere fell into dead silence for a moment, and Emiya Kiritsugu realized that he had made a big mistake.
"Are you really just a lucky guy?"
"You can't deny that. I'm really lucky."
Roland turned his hand over and looked at the mark on the outside of his palm that looked like an old wound, and frowned with heartache.
The stand accurately replicated the injury caused by the Origin Bullet on his own hand. Although the mark was not large, this hand could not be used for the time being.
Fortunately, he has found a replacement.
"From this point of view, there are also advantages to externalizing the source of magic power."
"You... have taken the Command Seal from someone else?"
Kiritsugu Emiya's face turned pale and his hands kept shaking. He found that he seemed to have learned the truth hidden behind the abyss.
A Master had already died, and the wandering Servant found a new Master and transplanted the Command Seals into him.
In this case, the two serial murders I saw before coming to Fuyuki City were probably the result of this pair wantonly attacking ordinary people in order to gain magic power.
"I will never let you go,"
This duo has no fears at all, and probably doesn't care about the Holy Grail War. They just treat this city as their hunting ground.
If they were allowed to continue, they might cause even greater damage before obtaining the Holy Grail. There was an unquestionable light in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes, which meant he was determined.
Even if it costs a Command Seal...
"Let me go? It seems you don't understand the current situation, Emiya Kiritsugu."
As if he had heard something funny, Roland slowly walked towards Emiya Kiritsugu, "You think that Killer Queen alone can't get close to you in the first place, right? Then what if I have two Stands?"
"Show me here!"
A familiar voice sounded behind Emiya Kiritsugu. The small car that seemed like a lingering evil spirit appeared behind him at some point and drove slowly towards him.
"When you came, I had already called back the Sheer Heart Attack, so now, what are you going to do?"
In front is Roland and behind is the car.
Emiya Kiritsugu was unable to move forward or backward for a moment, his heart was beating violently, and the red light of the Command Seal on his hand was growing stronger and stronger.
However, as if deliberately teasing Kiritsugu's nerves, Roland suddenly stopped and smiled warmly.
"Is it really worth wasting a Command Seal here to exchange with me?"
"Of course it's not worth it, but I don't believe you will let me go like this."
A brief but clear answer. In the past, Emiya Kiritsugu had broken his promise countless times, so he naturally would not believe in the other party's kindness.
"Then you really are judging others by your own standards. Magician Killer, honesty and trustworthiness are my greatest qualities. Of course, I would not feel good if I, who have the upper hand, let you go like this. So, do you want to make a deal?"
"I heard from that guy named Maiya that your holy relic is the scabbard of King Arthur, right? It's probably because of it that you can recover from the explosion of the Sheer Heart Attack. Give it to me and I'll let you go."
Listening to Roland's low but unquestionable tone, Emiya Kiritsugu had no doubt that at this point, as long as he showed any intention of refusing, the other party would summon Heroic Spirits at the same time as him and use all means to kill him.
Because he would do the same.
Is it worth exchanging a holy relic for a Command Seal?
"I don't believe you."
"But you don't have any choice, do you? Even if I betray you, you will just lose an insignificant relic."
Such an honest answer made Emiya Kiritsugu lower his head. The Command Seals were the items in his strategy that directly affected his chances of winning, and Avalon was just a relic with healing and immortality effects. Irisviel's magic was enough to replace it.
If he agreed, he could possibly resolve tonight's troubles and minimize the losses. If he disagreed, given the other party's determination and ability, he would definitely be dead regardless of whether Saber could kill him after she arrived.
Kiritsugu Emiya subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, trying to take out a cigarette, but then he realized that the person who bought the cigarettes was gone.
Without saying anything else, he took out the enameled golden scabbard from his arms and threw it to the other side.
After making this move, he showed a bitter smile. The mysterious enemy was right. At this point, he no longer had any choice.
But in the end, he had to know an answer.
"Seventh Master, what is your name?"
"Roland, just call me Roland."
Taking light steps, Roland carefully picked up Avalon, as if he was holding up the whole world.
In his eyes, the scabbard was flashing with a scarlet light that was so rich that it could not be dissolved, like blood.
"The soul of the Shendu has been recovered."