Rin Tohsaka scoffed at that.
If Shirou Amamiya had been five years older, or if his right arm had not been crippled from the start, perhaps he would have been the one in mortal danger.
...What a pity.
This kid's luck was truly terrible. He had happened to run into him.
Despite possessing such outstanding Martial Arts talent, he was going to be snuffed out at this age.
Rin Tohsaka felt a pang of regret.
He had heard that Shirou Amamiya was an orphan with no parents.
If they had not met on the stage of the Holy Grail War...
For an instant, Rin Tohsaka had even considered taking him in as his adopted son.
Just like Kirei, he could pass on all his Martial Arts and the teachings of God to him.
With Shirou Amamiya's peerless talent, he would absolutely be able to enter the Holy Church's superhuman group—the Burial Agency—once he came of age.
What a pity.
Rin Tohsaka swept away the last trace of pity for his youngest son and spoke coldly:
"My cause of defeat? Do you really think I could be killed by a brat like you?"
"Ah, yes, that's true... I wasn't the one who killed you."
Shirou spoke calmly, but his gaze was not fixed on Rin Tohsaka. Instead, it focused on the dense darkness behind the priest.
"--------Bang!!"
The thunderous gunshot shattered the silence of the night.
Rin Tohsaka collapsed with the sound, crimson blood spreading out from beneath his body.
"Though I only used this thing reluctantly at your command, so my identity wouldn't be exposed, I have to admit..."
Hundred-Faced Hassan spun the pistol around and said with a smile, "Shirou, this thing really is much easier to use than a dagger."
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