A night in Fuyuki

She endured, trying her best to endure, but how could a mother's love for her child be stopped by endurance? Two clear tear tracks completely revealed Irisviel's vulnerable side as a mother.

Bai Mo and Artoria stood silently under the dim streetlights. Bai Mo couldn't understand Irisviel. He had never experienced parental love. He knew that Irisviel Illya, but she refused to take her daughter back.

"Sigh..." Finally, Bai Mo broke the suffocating silence.

"Then what do you want Illya to do?"

"If possible, could you please take care of her for now?"

Irisviel's attitude was completely different from before; she spoke almost pleadingly.

Bai Mo turned her head and said, "This should have been your responsibility, Irisviel."

Silence, a deathly silence. Finally, Irisviel got into the car. Saber said, "Thank you for your help, Saber Artoria Pendragon. Thank you for your help, Bai Mo. I will win this Holy Grail War to the end. Then let us have a fair and square showdown."

Bai Mo nodded to Saber, and finally watched their car drive away and disappear into the night.

"Sigh, how am I going to tell Illya and the others about this? Illya still young, so I really need to be subtle, and..."

Bai Mo turned his head to look in one direction, his eyes seemingly fixed on something. At the same time, in the sewers, Ryunosuke Uryuu met Bai Mo's gaze through Gild Ray's crystal ball.

He was startled and involuntarily took a step back. Bai Mo's voice came from within. "Stop hiding, Magecraft, we'll meet soon."

"Um, sir, this fellow is acting strangely, sir?"

Ryunosuke asked, but he found that Gild Ray was already in tears, and at that moment the image on the crystal ball was frozen on the picture of Artoria.

"Oh, oh oh oh oh, Ryunosuke, my wish has come true..."

Back to the hotel

Bai Mo still didn't take the normal route. He used Magnetic Field Power to distort light and become invisible. Then he came in through the window and saw Sella sitting on the sofa, hugging her knees and looking at him.

"Um, Sella, aren't you going back to your room? It's already late at night."

"So you knew it was already late at night. Then why did Mr. Bai Mo go out so late without sleeping or leaving a message?"

Bai Mo was silent for a moment, then thought for a moment before saying, "He's gone out to fight."

"Are you some kind of mafia boss? You disappeared without a word, we were all so worried about you! Illya didn't sleep and went out to look for you!"

"Wait, wait, are you my mom? And I really have something important to do outside, I saw Irisviel."

Upon hearing Irisviel's name, Sella finally managed to suppress her outburst. Bai Mo then briefly explained the situation, leaving Sella feeling both helpless and indignant.

"Kiritsugu Emiya, you are the root of all evil."

Sella didn't hesitate to pin all the blame on one of her fathers.

"So, should we tell Illya? I think Irisviel is wavering. Maybe bringing Illya to them will make things better. I'm not some babysitter."

Sella was also caught in a dilemma. Bai Mo had her own things to do. Although Leyritt had combat power, compared with that Servant, she was undoubtedly like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Their appearances were too easy to distinguish, and it was hard to guarantee that something wouldn't go wrong over time.

"Since it's Madam's order, we have no choice but to obey. We'll be waiting here for the time being."

Sella said, Bai Mo nodded. Then the two took the elevator downstairs to Illya's room.

"Bai Mo, you're back."

Upon seeing Bai Mo, Illya ran to his side without any hesitation, much like Maya seeing its owner return home, except that Illya was much smaller and lighter than the Samoyed.

Bai Mo picked up Illya; she weighed less than half the weight of the Lancer gun.

When are we going to find Dad?

Illya asked Bai Mo, Bai Mo turned to look at Sella. Sella could only adjust her expression and say to Illya, "Madam is very busy lately and cannot come to accompany Illya for the time being."

Illya's crimson eyes were filled with confusion.

after a while···

Taking care of a child is so tiring.

Bai Mo scratched his head and left, pressing the elevator button. The elevator opened, revealing an acquaintance inside.

The moment Kayneth saw Bai Mo walk in, his blood seemed to stop flowing. His entire life flashed before his eyes. If he were given paper and pen, he could probably write his will fluently in the shortest amount of time.

Kayneth almost instinctively wanted to use Command Spell, but his reason told him that his head would explode at this distance. Then, a thought immediately popped into his head: Saber doesn't know I'm Lancer's Master yet, I need to survive!

Kayneth forced a smile and said, "Good evening, sir."

"Oh, good evening."

Yattaze! As expected, in times of crisis, you really have to rely on my wisdom!

Upon seeing Bai Mo's response, Kayneth remained outwardly calm but inwardly overjoyed. What kind of Heroic Spirit is he? It all comes down to the Master's wisdom!

The elevator doors opened again quickly. Bai Mo's room was just upstairs. When the door opened, Kayneth felt an indescribable joy of escaping death; he almost cried.

"By the way, could you please tell Lancer that I'm unavailable tomorrow regarding that challenge, and ask him to wait."

Kayneth felt like he was going to faint, his vision went white, and his limbs went numb. At that moment, he felt like he was on the plane bound for the Twin Towers on September 11, 2001.

He was no longer able to think, and Bai Mo left after saying those words. Kayneth plopped down on the carpet in the elevator, taking deep breaths to give his brain oxygen.

Kayneth is unlikely to sleep tonight.

When Bai Mo arrived at the room, she saw an insulated bag placed on the bedside table, filled with nutritious food. Although it was prepared by the hotel, it was clear that the person who prepared this dinner had put a lot of thought into it.

You can feel that care just from this meal.

"It's really... worrying."

No longer needing to eat, Bai Mo finished his dinner without wasting a single bite, left a note instructing him to go out and practice his martial arts, and went out the window again.

As for Lancer's Master, Bai Mo wasn't worried at all. Illya and the other two lived in a three-bedroom apartment. Bai Mo had already used his power to strengthen that room. Not to mention the attacks from those Magecraft, even if a nuclear bomb fell on Fuyuki, Illya's room would be the best refuge.

Moreover, if anything happens to Illya and the others, Bai Mo can sense it immediately. Although he doesn't know the limit of his current speed, it takes him less than two seconds to get from the sea to Illya's side.

Sinking into the Dahai, the shallow waters of the city are far less beautiful than the deep sea. Bai Mo continued to dive deeper into the seabed, walking step by step until he reached a relatively safe distance.

Bai Mo began to immerse himself in the space of his mind, and a person appeared in front of him, a person holding two guns.

"The red gun can ignore my magnetic field protection, the damage caused by the yellow gun cannot be Cellular Regeneration, and then, give him 250,000 horsepower of Magnetic Field Power and speed."

"Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me." Everyone has something worth learning from. These Heroic Spirit are beings whose skills have been honed to the peak. If we give them power, they will become excellent whetstones.

In ancient Greece, the Bai Mo's opponents were mostly monsters, and his crew rarely fought to the death with him, making it impossible for them to think about creating suitable opponents. Now, this can be remedied in the Holy Grail War.

Bai Mo took the blade from behind him and stared at his opponent. Then, a terrifying undercurrent raged in the sea, making one wonder if a giant beast had awakened there if viewed from above.

"Is this really necessary? Even without these skills, your sheer strength of 250,000 horses is enough to Tianxia you invincible."

The system once asked Bai Mo this question, and Bai Mo simply smiled.

Those skilled at swimming may drown, and those skilled at fighting may perish in battle. Relying solely on one's strengths is actually quite dangerous. Once this dependence takes hold, one enters a comfort zone from which it becomes difficult to leave. When faced with difficulties, relying solely on one's strengths will eventually lead to the abandonment of other methods, perspectives, and wisdom, ultimately resulting in a predicament or even a desperate situation.

The twin pistols rained down like Gale. Due to the special nature of the weapons, Bai Mo had to defend more than attack. The speed of Lancer in his mind was too fast to catch. The twin pistols were like snakes, each move with a tricky angle and each move meant to kill.

In an instant, ice surged forth, and Bai Mo sealed his opponent with the power of ice and snow. Then, the Flame Dragon roared from the deep sea and struck, severely injuring Lancer under the power of extreme cold and fire. However, Huang Qiang was nowhere to be found.

Then, a cold glint appeared within the fire dragon, and the yellow spear propelled by 250,000 horsepower was aimed directly at Bai Mo's brow. At the same time, Lancer also unleashed 250,000 horsepower, absorbing extreme fire and extreme cold, and in a desperate struggle, threw out the red spear.

The two strikes were incredibly tricky, filled with murderous intent. In an instant, Bai Mo had grasped both guns in his hands, his left hand extremely cold and his right hand extremely hot, like the Ryougi polarities of Tai Chi. With a single strike, he neutralized the attack of the two guns with more than a dozen variations.

"My horsepower and speed can be increased by another 30%. By absorbing the experience of these Heroic Spirit, even if I can't create new techniques, my understanding of techniques will be further enhanced."

Bai Mo said calmly, "The imagined opponent has vanished."

"Let's try again and see where the limit is."

Many people are destined to be unable to sleep tonight, having spent a sleepless night.

Inside the hotel, Sella looked at the note Bai Mo had left behind, shook her head helplessly, and cleaned up the lunchbox.

On the way back, Artoria was harassed by Caster. Inside the hotel, Kayneth was frantically increasing the defenses. In the underground of the Holy Church, Gilgamesh was chatting with Kirei Kotomine, while Iskandar was collecting water from the river.

However, in more distant places, some people are also turning their attention to the city of Fuyuki.

United States —twenty kilometers above the ground, on a two-hundred-meter-long flying ship, lies the Magecraft workshop of Francesca Plerati, Gilder Ray's close friend.

"The Holy Grail War... but it's just too boring. Can't we have something more interesting?"

Then, an image appeared on the screen monitoring Fuyuki: Gild Ray appearing in front of Artoria.

The girl paused for a moment, then cheered with the joy of a child receiving a beloved gift.

He dropped what he was doing and immediately prepared to leave for Fuyuki.

Inside the Einzbern stronghold--

Artoria opened the door to Kiritsugu Emiya's room.

"Your operation was far from ideal; to call it concealment is far too sloppy."

Kiritsugu was inspecting his weaponry as he spoke when Artoria said, "Master, your daughter is currently..."

"I know, Irisviel told me."

"So, do you still want to participate in the Holy Grail War?"

Kiritsugu stopped what he was doing. Should he give up now? No, it was too late. Irisviel had become the vessel for the Lesser Grail. If he were to leave with Illya now, it would be to let his wife sacrifice herself in vain.

"Don't worry, Saber, I will win the Holy Grail War."

Upon hearing this, Artoria didn't know whether to be happy or sad. From Servant's perspective, she naturally didn't want Kiritsugu to leave with his family now, but as a knight, was this truly the right thing to do?

No matter how long the night, the sun will still rise as usual. Now, the fiery sunlight paints the sea surface, and Bai Mo slowly emerges from the seawater. The water on my body flows back into the Dahai as if it has a life force.

Lying in the dark alley, Kariya looked at the warm sunlight and couldn't help but think of a girl he had vowed to save.

"Bai Mo, are you awake? I brought some breakfast."

Sella opened Bai Mo's door, but the room was still empty.

*

Fuyuki Police Station, a place that has become completely meaningless. The reason for this is that its abilities are indeed negligible. You should know that before summoning Caster Ryunosuke Uryuu had already committed several murders, but he couldn't find the perpetrators. Before becoming Master, Ryunosuke was just an ordinary serial killer.

Bai Mo checked the files, and sure enough, there were many photos of magic arrays in the documents.

Something's not right.

Besides Ryunosuke, there seem to be other missing persons cases, which are similar in many ways, but there are subtle differences.

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In a dark alley, Kariya Matou clung to the wall, panting heavily. The worms crawling in his flesh caused him excruciating pain, which only intensified his hunger, making the feeling even more unbearable.

Suddenly, a man carrying a huge cardboard box walked by, stumbled and fell to the ground. The man seemed to be just an ordinary laborer, with dry lips and dark circles under his eyes. Although young, he looked extremely tired.

He didn't get up after falling down; instead, a steady breathing sound could be heard.

But for Kariya, this was like a piece of fatty meat being offered to him right in front of his mouth.

The worms inside his body kept squealing. Kariya knew exactly what those worms were. When he couldn't provide them with enough nutrients, they wouldn't directly use him as their last meal, but they would keep stimulating themselves.

Unconsciously, saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth. Kariya grinned, the aroma of human flesh stimulating his senses.

Kariya wiped away the drool and forced himself not to look at the unlucky guy lying on the ground.

"How ugly, Kariya. Even at a time like this, you still refuse to follow your heart's desires?"

An old, hoarse voice echoed in the alley. Kariya immediately showed disgust and said, "Zouken, what are you doing here?"

"Hmph, don't be like that. You are, after all, Master from the Matou Family participating in the war. I'm just showing you some concern, isn't that reasonable?"

A hunched figure appeared; Zouken Matou stood before Kariya, his dark eyes seeming to devour the soul of the person before him.

"Get out of here."

"What are you still insisting on now? Kariya, this third-rate mentality won't win you the Holy Grail or save Sakura."

Upon hearing that name, Kariya's expression changed, and Zouken walked to the side of the fallen man, saying, "This piece of meat is a bit lean, far less delicious than those tender girls, but it's not bad for you now. However, since you're unwilling, I'll reluctantly accept it."

Zouken let out a nasty laugh and was about to grab the man on the ground. Kariya gritted his teeth, but at this moment, wasn't he also a piece of meat on the chopping block? Faced with this demon, he really had no way to deal with him.