Type-Moon, I, Sakura Matou Rewrites Destiny

Below this floor, Kischur Zelretch and Kiritsugu Emiya also began their clash.

Even with two Servants fighting at full power, Kiritsugu Emiya could still handle it.

But if he had to add his own Emiya family Magecraft Crest to the mix... then Kiritsugu Emiya's Magic Power would be stretched quite thin.

Through the Contract, he had Artoria halt the release of her Noble Phantasm. Feeling his Mage Circuits lighten considerably, Kiritsugu Emiya immediately pulled out a specially modified Submachine Gun from his briefcase.

Then, he flashed around the corner and, without even looking, fired all the bullets in the magazine down the corridor.

'To destroy the workshop upstairs, I need to plant bombs in at least 5 more places... King Arthur wants to use her Noble Phantasm, so the situation above doesn't seem optimistic either...'

Calmly analyzing the current situation in his mind, Kiritsugu Emiya ignored Kischur Zelretch, who easily blocked his barrage with a Craft Essence, and once again retreated around the corner. He gave Kischur Zelretch no chance to counterattack. After ducking back behind cover, Kiritsugu Emiya tossed aside the Submachine Gun and began to move rapidly again.

22. Origin Bullet and Hotel Demolition...

If the Servant battle in the workshop upstairs was like a reenactment of a battle between heroes from the age of mythology.

Then the battle below was entirely a game of hide-and-seek.

Kiritsugu Emiya gave Kischur Zelretch, who came to intercept him, no opportunities at all, always moving from one spot to another.

Constantly weaving through the complex terrain of the hotel, he avoided direct confrontation with Kischur Zelretch while continuously planting the bombs for demolition according to the original plan.

They met again.

Without the slightest hesitation, Kiritsugu Emiya drew his gun and fired once more.

A Mercury Wall rose, and his vision was once again obscured.

Just like the previous few times, as the Mage's Will automatically deployed its defenses, transforming into a Mercury Wall to block the incoming bullets, Kiritsugu Emiya, who had launched the attack, disappeared once again before Kischur Zelretch.

As for this cat-and-mouse game.

Kischur Zelretch naturally felt deep hatred for it.

But in this regard, Kischur Zelretch was completely helpless to stop the incredibly slippery Kiritsugu Emiya.

He could only watch helplessly as Kiritsugu Emiya darted around like a nimble loach.

"Come out, come out, Kiritsugu Emiya, come out and face me..."

Incompetent rage.

This was all Kischur Zelretch could do at the moment...

He couldn't help it. Kischur Zelretch, who had some understanding of modern common sense, was not an ignorant fellow like Tokiomi Tohsaka.

Kischur Zelretch knew that walls shouldn't be randomly demolished and that much Magecraft couldn't be used indiscriminately indoors.

In this complex high-altitude terrain, not wanting to cause the building to collapse by acting recklessly and turning the workshop, which he and Marisbury had jointly set up, into ruins, Kischur Zelretch could only act with restraint and began searching for Kiritsugu Emiya again.

However, Kischur Zelretch didn't know that Kiritsugu Emiya's ultimate goal was to directly demolish his and Marisbury's Magecraft workshop.

What a pity, there are no 'what ifs'.

Finally, when Kischur Zelretch encountered Kiritsugu Emiya again, holding a cigarette as if waiting for him, Kiritsugu Emiya had already finished planting all the bombs.

A cruel expression appeared on his face, and his right hand unconsciously pressed against his chest.

Although he didn't understand why Kiritsugu Emiya wasn't running away this time, his not running away was undoubtedly very good news for Kischur Zelretch.

"You rat from the gutter are finally done running?"

Kiritsugu Emiya, too lazy to waste words with Kischur Zelretch, knew very well that they were people from two different worlds and had no need for communication.

Therefore, as Kischur Zelretch walked towards Kiritsugu Emiya with an excited and cruel expression, Kiritsugu Emiya directly took out the detonator and generously displayed it in front of Kischur Zelretch.

"Stop. This entire floor is now covered with bombs I've planted. If I press this, the whole floor, along with the workshop above, will be blown away."

Kischur Zelretch stopped in his tracks, his expression instantly becoming unpredictable, and the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger.

But if it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want his and Marisbury's Magecraft workshop to be blown sky-high by Kiritsugu Emiya.

After all, building a Magecraft workshop is very expensive. The Mana Furnace used to supply Magic Power to the workshop alone is worth millions of dollars.

Millions of dollars might mean nothing to Sakura, who squandered the Matou family's centuries of accumulation with a carefree attitude... but Kischur Zelretch and Marisbury, who had to support many people, didn't treat money as lightly as Sakura.

"Hmph... Your objective!"

"Illya... Return Illyasviel to me, and I will retreat immediately."

"Retreat... What do you think you're saying? After causing such a ruckus here, you think you can just retreat easily? As for the woman you call Illyasviel, I've already given her to someone else! Kiritsugu Emiya, put down your detonator and fight me. If you can survive... perhaps I'll mercifully allow you and your Servant to leave!"

Kiritsugu Emiya listened calmly to Kischur Zelretch's speech. He hadn't blinked once from beginning to end, maintaining a completely expressionless face. After hearing Kischur Zelretch's words.

Without any warning, he directly pressed the detonator in his hand.

Rescuing Illyasviel was naturally Kiritsugu Emiya's primary objective for coming here this time...

But upon learning that 'Kischur Zelretch had given Illyasviel to someone else,' Kiritsugu, whose primary objective had failed, naturally changed his goal.

As the pre-planted bombs began to detonate in succession.

In the moment Kischur Zelretch was caught off guard, completely not expecting Kiritsugu Emiya to dare to do this... a specially modified handgun used to fire special bullets appeared in Kiritsugu Emiya's hand.

With a bang.

Gunpowder propelled specially made bullets... Mage's Will automatically deployed its defenses...

At this moment, Kischur seemed to recall something, and with a bang, he clutched his chest and fell to the ground.

Frowning deeply, he looked at Kischur, who had fallen to the ground as if unconscious.

Knowing that this floor would be completely blown away by the second explosion in tens of seconds, Kiritsugu Emiya couldn't afford to think too much.

He then took out another submachine gun from his briefcase and fired fiercely at the floor beneath his feet.

With a hint of doubt in his eyes, he cast one last glance at the seemingly unconscious Kischur before jumping directly from the broken floor to the floor below. At the same time, he issued a retreat order to his Servant through their contract.

'Artoria, Leonidas, cover me...'

"Maiya, detonate the bombs immediately."

He issued different commands through their magecraft contract and earpiece, respectively.

The moment Kiritsugu Emiya stepped out of the Matou Grand Hotel.

This hotel, rich in history and witness to Fuyuki City's ups and downs, collapsed with a series of explosions...

For most people in Fuyuki City, it was a sleepless night, a night of sorrow.

Kiritsugu Emiya had indeed used incendiary bombs to set fire to the blocks before acting, evacuating almost all ordinary people.

However, amidst the chaos, many people were still burned and trampled. At the same time, Kiritsugu Emiya's 'terrorist attack' also dealt a devastating blow to Fuyuki City's economy.

After all, it was the most prosperous central street...

However, this news was good news for Sakura, who saw it on the news the next day...

By relying on a little foresight, by relying on a little planning.

The Matou Family, having long purchased massive insurance for real estate all over Fuyuki City, had truly struck it rich this time.

Fuyuki City was located in the wealthy district not far from the former Matou Grand Hotel.

Through magecraft, Kischur, the Clock Tower Lord who was temporarily residing in a house in the wealthy district, was pressing his chest with a look of lingering fear. His chest had been hit by Kiritsugu Emiya's special bullet last night.

And under his damaged coat... a pitch-black bulletproof vest was clearly visible through the torn fabric...

23. Uninvited Guests Intruded Upon the Matou Residence...

In the laboratory beneath the Matou residence.

Sakura, holding the unconscious Irisviel in her arms like a doll and staring at the video in front of her with great interest, couldn't help but playfully squeeze Irisviel in her arms with her left hand upon seeing the amusing scene in the video.

"He's actually wearing a bulletproof vest... Tsk, tsk, I wonder if Lord Kischur of the Clock Tower would die of embarrassment if I sent this video to the Clock Tower..."

Orochimaru, who had been summoned by Sakura for nearly half a year, was long accustomed to Sakura's occasional strange and wicked sense of humor.

Moreover... Sakura was nowhere near as attractive to Orochimaru as Irisviel was.

A nearly perfect artificial body... this had been one of Orochimaru's long-sought goals.

'To obtain her... as long as I obtain this body, the innate Immortal Mode... will surely not be far away.'

But unfortunately, Sakura had just very clearly refused Orochimaru's proposal and had no intention of handing Irisviel over to him.

Although at first, Sakura had indeed considered giving Irisviel to Orochimaru as Solomon had suggested, in exchange for a Great Serpent that could master magecraft.

But... after sleeping with the fragrant Irisviel last night, Sakura's decision changed.

While the Great Serpent was also fragrant... she was definitely not as good as... the Winter Saintess!

Yes, the reason Sakura changed her mind was not that she was reluctant to part with Irisviel, a 9-year-old married woman, but that she had thought of a better use for her.

If Irisviel could be used to carry the residual consciousness of the Winter Saintess in the Great Holy Grail... and complete it.

Then... could she possess a Third Magic User?

Even if this Magic User might be a bit disappointing...

This was not Sakura's wild imagination; the combination of Orochimaru's soul transfer technology and Zouken Matou's transfer technology... theoretically, it was

Therefore, Sakura, who hadn't previously made any plans specifically targeting the Einzberns, now found it seemingly inevitable to move against them in order for Orochimaru to continue serving her wholeheartedly in the future.

She glanced at the 'System' status screen, visible only to her, and noted the 3700 Destiny Points displayed.

Sakura once again leaned against the unconscious Irisviel.

Orochimaru was no stranger to the Einzberns; after nearly half a year of living together, Orochimaru was privy to most of the information Sakura possessed.

Thus, upon hearing Sakura's words, Orochimaru immediately nodded in satisfaction.

"But let's get one thing straight, Illya... I won't hand her over to you!"

"I have no interest in her."

"Is that so?"

"According to what you said earlier, Sakura, that artificial brat named Illya is clearly a low-quality product, haphazardly assembled with Mage Circuits... Her lifespan is short, isn't it, Sakura?"

"Lifespan... As expected of you, Orochimaru... Alright, let's end this conversation for now. Please take Irisviel somewhere safe for the time being. An unpleasant guest has arrived at the door, and I'll likely have to deal with them first."

"Do you need support, Sakura?"

"That's up to you to decide..."

With that, Sakura brandished her Magic Wand and activated Teleportation, transforming into a wisp of black mist and rapidly flying out of the laboratory...

In the Matou Family's courtyard.

The traps, jointly set up by Sakura, Orochimaru, and Zouken Matou, were now all active.

A multitude of dazzling Magecraft, 'Magic', and Ninja-composed traps had transformed the entire courtyard into a no-man's-land, where survival was nearly impossible for humans.