Teacher and Student Meet

Except when dealing with mages, fists were the best way to persuade those antisocial lunatics.

Fortunately, Li Zihan was not a theoretical mage like Kaineth. He was a true combat-oriented Color-ranked mage. Dealing with Saber, whose strength had plummeted after using her Noble Phantasm, was no problem at all.

With the Bounded Field and Tiger Ah, Blazing Radiance, he could guarantee mobility even more flexible than that of a first-rate Heroic Spirit. The Codex of the Great Holy Grail could endlessly summon Sea Monsters as cannon fodder to restrain enemies, while Gungnir was a divine spear with a guaranteed-hit property. In any case, Li Zihan did not believe the King of Knights' body was tougher than the holy sword Gram.

As for his alliance with Kiritsugu Emiya? Heh. If Kiritsugu Emiya believed Li Zihan's words, then Berserker must have beaten his brains out. Likewise, Li Zihan did not believe those Magecraft Contracts Gilgamesh had scribbled out could make Kiritsugu Emiya obediently follow orders.

If he truly acted according to the plan he had agreed upon with Kiritsugu Emiya, then right after dealing with Gilgamesh, he would probably be greeted by the Rocket Launcher of Justice and the Vulcan Cannon of Love.

The next thing to do was send Lancer back to the Hall of Heroes. Li Zihan clapped his hands, and the black Giant God appeared behind him. Unlike before, he now wore a Lion's Pelt that looked exceptionally rough. He stood expressionlessly behind Li Zihan, like an upright lion.

"Are you happy?" Li Zihan turned to Alcaeus and asked with interest. "I heard revenge is the strongest wine. What do you think?"

Alcaeus did not answer the nonsensical question. He gazed into the distance. "Today, are we killing Lancer or Rider?"

"Lancer." Li Zihan scratched his cheek. "I didn't expect you to see through that."

"After all, both of them fall outside the Plan to kill Archer," Alcaeus said flatly. "Keeping them around would only add variables. Do you know where Lancer's Master is? If not, it will be difficult to deal with them within a day."

"I don't." Li Zihan rolled his eyes. "I don't have clairvoyance. How could I possibly know which corner he's hiding around?"

"But you have a way to find him," Alcaeus said with certainty.

"Sometimes, having a Servant who is too smart isn't a good thing. He sees through jokes too easily," Li Zihan remarked.

Looking at this Master, who could become utterly exasperating at certain moments, Alcaeus said nothing. He merely found himself missing that little girl, cold as snow and ice.

"My original plan was to use surveillance cameras on the streets of Fuyuki City and familiars stationed throughout the area to determine Lancer's location." Li Zihan changed the subject. "But I acquired a more efficient tracking tool."

Brilliant light gathered in Li Zihan's hand, and a Divine Armament manifested in the human world.

"Gungnir!" A meteor tore across the sky and shot toward the distance.

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Chapter 33: Teacher and Student Meet

It was said that west of the island nation lay an ancient country. The mages of that country believed in luck and destiny.

If someone's luck soared to the heavens, they could pick up money with their eyes closed and prosper at whatever they did. The representative figure in this regard was Miss Guangwu, who only wanted to farm peacefully.

Conversely, there were unlucky bastards who seemed to be targeted by the entire world. They were clearly extraordinarily gifted, ambitious, patient, and capable, yet nothing they did succeeded. Neither timing, location, nor people ever stood on their side. The representative figure was the transmigrator senior Wang Mang, who had been struck by a meteorite so hard he could not tell east from west.

The two above were the opposite extremes of Luck EX. It was not difficult to see that luck was neither distributed equally nor according to labor. Otherwise, there would not be endless European dogs or endless African Tears. (Coach, I want to be a European dog. Sob.)

Although Kirei Kotomine and Brush Brother both had legitimate European bloodlines, they were clearly not European Emperors. They were Great Chieftains of Africa.

Being an African Chieftain was probably like sitting at home while disaster fell from the sky. For example, Kaineth and Brush Brother had been using magecraft to heat instant noodles and hamburgers in an abandoned factory. Before they could even take a sip of the noodle soup, a meteor slammed straight into their faces.

"My lord, are you all right?" A crimson spear suddenly rose from the rubble, smashing apart the huge boulder pressing down on top. Broken stones flew in every direction and dust billowed through the air. Then Lancer crawled out of the debris, followed closely by Kaineth, who emerged in a fit of violent coughing.

"I'm fine, Lancer." Kaineth took seven test tubes from his pocket. The silver-white metal scattered across the ruins gathered at a visible speed. They were the El-Melloi School's ultimate Mystic Codes. Each set cost an astronomical sum beyond what an ordinary person could imagine earning in a lifetime, yet there were seven full sets here!

Looking at the factory, now reduced to ruins, Kaineth felt a lingering fear. If he had not brought enough Defensive Noble Phantasms and established a Magic Circle, he would have had to delete his account and start over today. "Lancer, what do you think?"

To conceal his tracks, Kaineth had moved his base from Fuyuki City's best hotel to this abandoned factory, where even hot water had to be boiled by hand. He had then set up numerous warning measures nearby and conveniently stacked a layer of buffs on himself and Lancer. He had worked until nightfall, then endured until dinnertime, planning to make do with some instant food before further strengthening the workshop.