Chapter 68: Sweet

"Surprisingly decent..."

In a certain Fate/Zero premiere theater, Kawachi Ippei muttered quietly among other film critics.

"Whether it's the theme or the exploration of human nature, it's a level above FSN's household struggles. If the film can keep this up and just skim over the action scenes."

Kawachi Ippei absentmindedly scribbled on his notebook, muttering to himself, "I might consider giving you a passing grade."

Compared to the constant fighting in FSN, Fate/Zero felt relatively good to him, but only relatively; it was just one level above passing.

"I'll give it a pass too," another film critic sitting next to Kawachi Ippei chimed in, "provided that the director of this movie isn't Shinji Matou."

After saying this, the guy chuckled.

"Yeah."

"Indeed, it's a pity."

Other film critics also voiced their agreement.

When Shinji Matou ignored the film critics, at that moment, there was no possibility of compromise between them.

If they don't crush this guy, there will only be more and more filmmakers challenging their authority.

So Shinji Matou must die!

"I didn't expect this guy to actually change his style; I thought he would stubbornly stick to his guns," a film critic sighed softly.

"Because he realized that ultimately, the film industry still relies on us film critics to guide it, so he's trying to please us," another film critic arrogantly stated, "But it's too late for regrets now."

However, this guy with his nose on his forehead guessed wrong.

Shinji Matou's films were never made for them, the film critics, to watch.

As the prologue of the movie ended, it quickly entered the intense second chapter.

By this time, 15 minutes of the movie had passed, and apart from Gilgamesh showing off a bit, there hadn't been any intense action scenes.

This suspenseful approach was very effective; the audience was already eager, hoping these Heroic Spirits would engage in a fight.

And then their wishes were granted by Shinji.

Lancer's challenge was accepted by Saber, and they met directly at the dock, triggering a fierce battle.

"Is Lancer participating in the first battle this time too?"

"Don't you think this Lancer looks particularly handsome?"

"Indeed, even more handsome than Lord Gil!"

"Tsk, this damn man is so sweet. I'm sorry, Lord Gil, I'm defecting."

Although using "handsome" to describe a male isn't quite appropriate, this girl couldn't find a more suitable word.

"Indeed, this actor is really too handsome. Every time he looks up at the camera, I feel like he's looking at me."

"So charming, I feel like I could stare at his face for a whole year without getting tired. Ah~ Sorry, Lord Gil, I'm defecting to Lancer!"

Listening to the conversations of the girls in the back row, Aozaki frowned slightly.

"Is this Lancer really that handsome?"

This black-haired man was indeed handsome, but definitely not as exaggerated as they said.

"It's the magecraft's effect."

Alice muttered softly, "That mole has a charm effect on women."

"Of course, I know, it was mentioned in the dialogue just now..."

Aozaki stopped complaining and looked at Alice in astonishment.

"You mean the charm effect of this Heroic Spirit affected those girls? How is that possible?! The projector doesn't transmit magical effects!!"

Alice pinched her chin, speculating uncertainly, "Maybe... I'm just guessing, after all, no one has ever done anything like this before. It's also possible that those shallow girls are just naturally infatuated."

"If it's true... that would be terrifying."

Aozaki shuddered.

Fate/Zero is a globally screened movie, with how many people are watching it simultaneously worldwide, even if only a quarter of them are girls, it's still a huge number.

Casting a charm spell on so many people simultaneously... This is going against the natural order!

"When was the last time magecraft with such a broad impact occurred?— Is this purely the ability of that Heroic Spirit, or is it the doing of that kid?"

'Dear lord, I just want to watch a movie peacefully; I don't want to get into a big mess!'

Next to him, Shibamatsu held his head, already imagining how much turmoil would occur in the magical world once this news spread.

Alice shrugged slightly, "Who knows, Mr. Shinji is a genius after all."

"Achoo! Who's talking about me? Or is the theater's air conditioning a bit cold?"

Shinji, not knowing how much trouble he had caused again, rubbed his nose helplessly.

Although there were similar praises from girls when Diarmuid made his appearance at the premiere theater, Shinji didn't pay much attention to it because he had already heard too many fangirls' infatuation with Diarmuid on the red carpet.

What Shinji was more interested in now was how the audience would evaluate the upcoming fight scenes.

For a special effects blockbuster, the drama sets the upper limit, but the lower limit is always its action scenes.

If the fight scenes fail to satisfy the audience, no matter how excellent the drama is, it won't satisfy the majority of viewers.

After all, even the most outstanding drama will have loopholes, and if the audience really wants to nitpick, it's quite simple.

On the contrary, as long as the fights are thrilling enough, even if the drama is lacking, the audience will choose to endure it just to see exciting battles.

While the drama of Fate/Zero wasn't bad, the action scenes were truly spectacular.

All the audience could do was stare in amazement at the battles on the big screen.

Because separated by the screen, the audience couldn't feel the burst of magical power and energy flow when the Heroic Spirits clashed, but their eyes could clearly see the powerful airflow generated by the attacks of the Heroic Spirits.

The footsteps on the ground shattered the earth, and the pressure from wielding weapons cut through lampposts.

The first clash between Arturia and Diarmuid, Shinji didn't use slow motion; the audience watched the close combat between the two Heroic Spirits at normal speed.

It was a strange feeling; normal people's eyes couldn't possibly see the high-speed movements of the Heroic Spirits clearly, but they could clearly see the aftermath of their battle through the lens.

A frenzy storm ravaged the deserted dock, destroying and trampling everything in its path. The close combat between these two nearly destroyed the entire street.

The most obvious example was the shipping containers near the battlefield, the solid metal sheets of which were torn apart as easily as tin foil.

The audience didn't know if it was Saber's sword or Lancer's spear that caused this, but it didn't matter anymore because the atmosphere during the battle emitted a neurotic wail, making them feel the exhilaration of a sprint.

"This is simply... the myth reborn," Aozaki evaluated.

"I'm getting more and more impatient to fight these Heroic Spirits myself," Alice said.

Alice glanced at her, "The movie is fake; you might be disappointed when you meet them in real life."

"But at least they won't be a pushover," Aozaki muttered unwillingly.

At this moment, cheers and shouts of encouragement came from several girls behind them.

"Lancer, go for it! Defeat that blondie with blue eyes!"

"Poke her eyes! Poke her thighs! Poke her shoulders!"

The same situation occurred not only in theaters in Tokyo but also in almost all Fate/Zero premiere venues, where girls who were infatuated with Diarmuid cheered for their new idol.

"It's so nice to be so popular," Cu Chulainn pouted sourly.

First it was Gilgamesh, now it's Diarmuid; why isn't anyone cheering for Lord Cu Chulainn?!

It's unfair!

But despite being cheered on, Diarmuid wore a bitter expression; he seemed unhappy.

"What's wrong? Isn't being popular making you happy?"

If it weren't for Kayneth and Lancelot standing between the two, Cu Chulainn swore he would definitely choke this guy and make him unable to breathe.

"You know, my ending in the script," Diarmuid said with a troubled expression. "I hope they can accept my exit later."

"Yeah, you're right."

Thinking about this popular exit method, Cu Chulainn became somewhat sympathetic again.

Betrayed by the Master, is this the fate of the Lancer class?

"No, it's definitely because that guy, the Master, is jealous of us being more handsome than him, that's why he did this," Cu Chulainn insisted.

But before he could share this idea with Diarmuid, intending to form a Lancer alliance with him, Lancelot suddenly stood up with a strange cry.

"King!!! How could you be so careless!!! That's a trap!!!"

It turned out that the plot on the screen had reached the scene where Arturia carelessly loses her left hand.

And Shinji had been very "considerate" to specifically play Saber's injury scene in slow motion, as if afraid the audience wouldn't see Arturia getting injured clearly.

Seeing his own boss about to fall into a trap, Lancelot couldn't sit still anymore.

Even though he knew it was a movie, he couldn't contain his excitement.

"Shut up, you criminal!"

An irritated Yan Qing punched him directly in the stomach.

Bang!

The tremendous impact seemed to cause a sonic boom, and Cu Chulainn felt a rush of air blowing his hair to one side.

Fortunately, at that moment, the theater's sound system also emitted a huge roar, covering up Yan Qing's attack.

"You—"

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing knocked out the unsportsmanlike Lancelot directly, and the whole person fell on the chair like a fish on a hot plate, twitching.

After doing all this, Yan Qing clapped lightly and sat back in his seat.

Cu Chulainn quietly whispered, "Uh... Yan Qing..."

"Do you have a problem?" Yan Qing glared at him.

"No, no. Just watching the movie."

Cu Chulainn quickly turned his head back to the screen.

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