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As a Mangaka at TYPE-MOON!

I originally thought this was a world like any ordinary urban novel... Drawing manga and traveling is quite enjoyable. But could you please tell me what's the deal with this magus named Emiya Kiritsugu who suddenly appeared in my face? Who changed the setting? And it seems that now I can enter the world of the manga I created and get a reward?

XElenea · Anime e quadrinhos
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310 Chs

[274] Saber Exits

"Hmm?" Kairi, observing the approaching figure, took a puff of his cigarette, "Oh."

"Hmm... it's you." Kazuya, who had just changed his clothes, said casually.

He had just collected the broken strands of phantasmal species hair.

After a battle, his ropes and scarves were already worn out. The gloves had several holes, barely usable. However, due to the disruption of his spells, he could no longer completely conceal the aura of the curses inscribed on them.

Barthomeloi Lorelei was indeed formidable.

In his eyes, she was even stronger than the weakened version of Diarmuid.

None of his diverse techniques worked against her. In terms of magical power and ability, she was at the top. Whether it was melee or ranged combat, he was overwhelmed from all sides. Occasionally, he could inflict a bit of damage on her... but it relied on Avalon creating an illusion that he couldn't be killed.

This disturbed her mind.

If it were a Dead Apostle or something with immortality, it might not be effective, as she understood Dead Apostles very well. However, a human had exceeded her expectations, coupled with the various abilities he had displayed earlier...

It created some illusions for her. Otherwise, things could have gone south.

"So, still want to fight? Spare me." Kakiri waved his hand, saying, "Look, I no longer have any spells, I'm no longer a Master. Let's end it here, the battle."

"Sure."

"Huh?" Although he said that, Kairi, who was actually preparing to take out his weapons, was slightly stunned. Was this guy really not going to fight?

"What's wrong? Surprised?" Kazuya chuckled, "After all, I never intended to kill you from the beginning, just to restrain you. After all, my target is not you Masters, but those Servants."

"Is that so... then, do you know?" Kairi looked at Kazuya, trying to see if he could shake him.

"Oh, I know... Don't underestimate me." Kazuya walked forward, heading towards Alucard, "The gun is in his hand, the bullets are loaded by him, aiming is done by him, and the trigger is pulled by him. But the killing intent is mine! Those listed in my sparing list don't include them."

"Then, am I on the list?"

"Haha, reluctantly, yes. As long as you don't get in the way too much, you won't die."

"I see. Well, thanks for that." Kairi said, "So... is Barthomeloi Lorelei the one who should be tolerated the most? You didn't make a move when you could have killed her. Why?"

"You have too many questions. Do I need to say it? She's my fan. Doesn't she like my manga? So giving her some privilege isn't a big deal, right?"

Watching Kazuya walk away, Kairi exhaled a smoke ring, "Indeed, it's good to be a big shot from the Clock Tower..."

The reason for holding back was also clear.

Because it was Barthomeloi Lorelei, her surname was Barthomeloi, the one in control of the entire Clock Tower...

If he really killed her, he would face the pursuit of the entire Clock Tower. Even if Wizard Marshall said anything, it would be useless.

However, if it were him, avoiding it shouldn't be difficult. But that would mean he couldn't draw manga anymore, couldn't produce animations...

In other words...

"Your weakness has been found, mangaka... But leave this kind of thing to others. I should exit as well..." Saying that, he slowly stood up.

He wonder how things are on Saber's side...

However, he had no intention of going to check.

The Command Spell had been used up, the last one had been used... Now it was just a matter of waiting.

As for the next Holy Grail War...

Ah, in reality, whether it was him or that Saber... they probably didn't care anymore.

It was a good dream.

...

"Hey, Saber, retreat!"

Arash shattered Alucard into a puddle of blood, saying, "We've already failed this time!"

"No—You go," Modred said as she slowly stood up, and her seemingly lifeless body was once again filled with strength.

"What is this..." Arash looked at Modred in astonishment.

"The final Command Spell... How is it? He's a good Master, right?" Modred asked.

"...Ah, yes, he's are a good Master." Arash smiled and said, "Well then... I'll leave first."

Bang, bang—

Two bullets were fired at Arash, but he deflected them with his arrows.

"Did I say anyone could leave?" Alucard , resurrected with the bloodlight, said, "Everyone! No one can escape! Everyone must stay! If you want to leave, there's only one way—kill me, pierce my heart with arrows, pierce my heart with a sword!"

"Then I'll fulfill your wish!" Modred laughed loudly and rushed towards Alucard.

This was already the final battle.

Without a Master, even using the last Command Spell, she couldn't exist for too long.

Since that was the case, let's fight.

The final moments, the final madness, the final battle!

Bullets clashed with the edge of the sword.

Both sides of the battle had long ceased to care about the injuries on their bodies.

Arash spread his arrows, said nothing, then released them, "Safe travels, Saber—"

The next moment, he turned into a burst of light and disappeared.

Even Alucard, with Saber blocking his way, couldn't keep Arash behind.

When Kazuya arrived, this was the scene he saw.

What he saw at the end was... Alucard's arm piercing through Modred's chest, extracting her heart.

"It's over, it's finally over..."

"...Yes, it's over." Coughing up blood, the fading Modred lay on the ground, "How about it? Won't you pull me into your River of Death?"

"No, there's no need. Go, human, go to the Throne of Heroes." Saying this, Alucard turned his head and said to the approaching his master, "Right? Master, of course, unless you want to end her life now and pull her into my River of Death."

"No, it's okay. You decide on your own for this matter." Kazuya looked at the fallen Modred and said, "By the way, when I came, I saw your Master... Now, he should be ready to leave Egypt."

"Is that so... that's good... that's good."

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