Now it's Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu's turn to be executed (Second update, seeking recommendation votes)

On the light screen, the camera shifted once more, this time to a night scene as a melancholic male voice, heavy with the weight of years, began to speak.

"The Holy Grail War. A grand magic created by mages in the name of the Holy Grail's miracle. Seven mages participate, summoning Heroic Spirits who have ascended to the Throne of Heroes down to the mortal realm, transforming them into Servants under their control. Thus, a miraculous war unfolds."

"How truly laughable. A war between mages, and yet it requires a Mage Killer like me to participate. Don't you agree, Maiya?"

Following his words, the screen revealed the silhouette of a man sitting by a hotel window, a cigarette pinched between his fingers, looking like a shot straight out of a film. In the room, a woman dressed in men's attire emerged from the shadows, illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window.

"Ugh, even me... and Maiya too..."

Emiya Kiritsugu's hand trembled so violently that he nearly dropped his cigarette. He felt a chill run down his spine, while his colleagues nearby stared at him and the capable agent Hisau Maiya, who stood not far away, with bizarre expressions.

The two were partners at the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Office, with a clear superior-subordinate relationship; Hisau Maiya served as the assistant to the elite agent Emiya Kiritsugu.

Usually, both were the picture of efficiency—sharp, decisive, and never prone to hesitation—giving off an undeniably cool aura.

But now, both felt a crushing sense of social death. Moreover, seeing the two of them in the same room on screen triggered a profound sense of crisis.

This is bad!

I have a sinking feeling that some unacceptable, wild developments are about to unfold on screen!

In Fuyuki City, the Emiya family and everyone who knew Emiya Kiritsugu were stunned. However, having already seen the situation with Irisviel, they quickly regained their composure. Many began to wonder when the Emiya couple had found the time to film a movie, and how they had managed to hide such incredible acting skills all this time.

Looking at the Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel on screen, their performances were so lifelike they made those talentless "fresh meat" idols and starlets look like absolute amateurs.

Of course, others didn't see it that way. As their hearts hammered in their chests, they realized that the scenes on the screen were likely real events that had actually occurred.

Everything displayed by this strange light screen was a genuine event!

It was clear that the spectacle Su Yun had conjured was, in fact, the plot of the anime Fate/Zero—the classic Fourth Holy Grail War.

Naturally, Su Yun had added his own personal touch; it was a heavily modified version that deviated significantly from the original work.

For instance, the "mages" mentioned by Emiya Kiritsugu on screen were originally "magi" in the source material. However, since Su Yun intended to build a supernatural worldview rather than the Type-Moon one, he didn't want the terms "mage" and "magus" to cause confusion.

Coupled with his plans to adapt other works with similar modifications to harvest more Fantasy Power, Su Yun simply decided to go all the way and change all magi into mages.

Regardless, most passersby couldn't tell the difference between a magus and a mage in the Type-Moon world—to them, they were all just mysterious supernaturals who loved flashy tricks.

"Mage... and Mage Killer?"

Murata Himeko looked on, completely bewildered. As the Chief of the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Office, she naturally recognized her own capable subordinates, but she had never heard of Emiya Kiritsugu possessing such a formidable title.

With that thought, Murata Himeko immediately picked up the desk phone and dialed. "Hello, it's me. Yes. Where are Emiya Kiritsugu and Hisau Maiya right now? The break room? Summon them to see me immediately."

She paused, then corrected herself. "No, I'll go to them myself. Also, put the headquarters on lockdown—no one is allowed in or out! From this moment on, the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Office is in a state of emergency. Maintain this status until further notice!"

Following Murata Himeko's orders, the headquarters of the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Office in Tokyo was immediately sealed and placed under martial law.

Seeing this, Emiya Kiritsugu felt a massive headache coming on; he knew he was in trouble. But there was nothing he could do. He knew his own situation—while he was an elite agent with plenty of experience and techniques for dealing with occult phenomena, he was certainly not the powerful "Mage Killer" the screen claimed him to be!

In that moment, Emiya Kiritsugu felt thoroughly betrayed by fate.

And what broke him the most was what happened next on the light screen.

In the footage, after finishing his cigarette, Emiya Kiritsugu stood up. Hisau Maiya walked over to him, looking up at the melancholic, world-weary man.

Then, the man spoke slowly: "I'm sorry, Iris. I have to betray you in this Holy Grail War..."

Hisau Maiya leaned in and kissed him, and Emiya Kiritsugu did not refuse. The camera panned to the moon outside the window, leaving the audience to hear only the rustling of clothes.

Countless "old drivers" immediately recognized the sound of clothing being removed, and a collective lecherous expression spread across their faces—men and women alike, for lechery knows no gender.

However, many others cursed in frustration, calling Emiya Kiritsugu a scumbag for not showing the rest of the scene. To tease them with such ambiguity while keeping the "good stuff" to himself—he was truly the scum of the earth!

At this moment, the real-world Emiya Kiritsugu was completely shattered. He desperately wanted to light a cigarette and strike a classic meme pose to express his inner turmoil.

Hisau Maiya, standing nearby, was surprised but felt a subtle, complex emotion. She wasn't shattered at all; in fact, she felt a flicker of secret joy.

After all, she had been secretly in love with Emiya Kiritsugu for a long time, but he was a man of strict self-discipline who had never shown her any romantic interest. They had remained strictly professional colleagues.

Emiya Kiritsugu tremblingly pulled out his phone and made a call. It connected quickly, but the person on the other end remained deathly silent.

Taking a deep breath, Emiya Kiritsugu said, "Iris, please, let me explain. There is nothing between Maiya and me. Please believe me, we didn't do anything."

"Ara~" Irisviel's cute voice chimed from the other end. "Don't worry, Kiritsugu. I know your character. Rest easy, rest easy! I didn't misunderstand anything. Those images are just strange, meaningless pictures, just like how I've never met a girl named Saber, right?"

"So~ I'll make you a delicious meal when you come home from work this week. Look forward to it~"

With that, Irisviel hung up the phone, leaving Emiya Kiritsugu looking like he had been drained of all color.

He knew all too well: his wife was beautiful, cute, and perfect in every way, but her cooking skill was non-existent. No matter how she tried, anything she made turned into a terrifying "dark cuisine."

And whenever Irisviel was in a bad mood, she would make a mountain of dark cuisine for him to eat...

He looked up at the light screen, his eyes filled with the same hesitant, weary look as his on-screen counterpart.

If he ever found out who was responsible for these images, he would pull out his submachine gun and empty a magazine into them without a second thought.

As Emiya Kiritsugu suffocated under the weight of his ultimate social death, the camera on the screen shifted again, moving to a manor and descending into its basement.