On the western side of Fuyuki City, beneath an abandoned warehouse, there was a modest secret chamber of around fifty square meters. Candles burned inside, casting a dim, yellow light.
A priest sat in a wooden chair. A glass of red wine rested beside him, while all sorts of documents lay across the table. An ordinary person would have felt uncomfortable in such a dull, enclosed environment long ago, but the priest remained calm. This place was safe enough to keep him from falling into an inescapable position for the time being.
The priest looked somewhat puzzled as he read. Recently, he had constantly felt an ominous premonition, as if someone were watching him. Yet the feeling also seemed somewhat unreal. The priest's identity was Yanfeng Qili, and he did not seem particularly pleased at the moment.
Boom!
A tremendous explosion came from the doorway. The priest rose from his chair and assumed a battle stance as a blurred figure flashed before his eyes.
After a sharp whistle of displaced air, Yanfeng Qili felt a stabbing pain in his back.
With a wet squelch, a long blade pierced through Yanfeng Qili's chest. He lowered his head to look at the bloodstained tip. There was no need to guess—the attacker had to be a Servant.
"Looks like... my speed was faster."
Su Xiao, standing behind Yanfeng Qili, let out a long breath. He had arrived so quickly thanks to his coordination with Bubu Wang.
First, Su Xiao had used the Extinguishing Duke to snipe Stan and the other two from a distance. Taking advantage of this, Bubu Wang, who had been following the three of them all along, began sprinting wildly toward Yanfeng Qili's location.
When the three of them rushed out of the Extinguishing Duke's firing range, Bubu Wang immediately