051 The Devil is Born (Ch 051)

Sola Nazelai Sophiali.

She is the daughter of the famous Sophia Li family, which is in charge of the Spiritual Admonition Department, one of the twelve disciplines of the Clock Tower. Her father, Rufreus, is Kenneth’s mentor.

But this is not a reason for Kenneth to tolerate her rude words.

There is only one reason why the Clock Tower Lord remained silent despite being humiliated by Sola:

He really loves his fiancée.

The Clock Tower prodigy had already been Sora’s captive since the moment Kenneth first laid eyes on her.

From that moment on, their relationship was no longer equal.

Under normal circumstances, Kenneth would have endured until the end.

But yesterday, the proud son of the Clock Tower suffered his first failure in his life, and his self-esteem suffered a severe blow.

In this situation, Sora not only did not comfort him, but instead blamed himself for Lancer’s loss to Saber.

Even Kenneth, who was always obedient to Sora, exploded.

“shut up!!!!!”

Sora’s face turned pale with fear at first, and then his expression became ferocious.

“Kenneth, how dare you talk to me like that? Who do you think has been advising you up to this point?

Haha, after losing on the battlefield, you come back and vent your anger on a woman?

Your true colors are finally revealed! You hypocrite! ”

Sora roared and rushed towards Kenneth .

But Kenneth just lifted a finger and she fell into a fetal sleep.

After that, Kayneth ordered Lancer to take his fiancée to an empty room and keep her there until the Holy Grail War was over.

After settling his fiancée, Kenneth took Lancer to another room.

As he walked over, his legs felt light and fluttery.

Finished… Finished…!!

Although it was just a momentary rage, he had just yelled at Sora and even detained her.

With Sora’s strong character, she will definitely keep her word and break up with me after returning home… Gu !

Kenneth’s shoulders trembled.

There is no turning back now.

I must obtain the Holy Grail no matter what and make Sora look at me with new eyes.

No, that’s not enough.

I want her to understand what a great magician her husband is!

I want her to never interrupt me when I’m talking again!

Let’s take this opportunity to thoroughly clarify the hierarchical relationship between us!

For the first time since arriving in Japan, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald felt a surge of fighting spirit.

Even if it means risking the family’s reputation – this Holy Grail War must be won no matter what.

Thinking of this, he pushed open the door of the room.

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Shirou watched Kenneth and Lancer intently as they entered the room, while trying to eliminate his own aura as much as possible.

“My Lord…what is this?”

Lancer was amazed when he saw the three-base magic furnace displayed in the room.

Even if we turn back time to the Celtic Age of Gods, such a thing probably only exists in the most distant fantasy.

“This is the most precious treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in my Archibald family. It was once the supreme ceremonial device of the El-Melloi School, the Three-Based Magic Furnace.

Hundreds of years ago, my ancestors transformed the highest-level fantasy they unearthed from the Grave of Albion into this.”

“The Tomb of Albion”.

Shirou silently memorized the place name and planned to ask Machi Ari about it when he returned.

Kenneth continued, “The magic power that can transform the entire building into another world is continuously squeezed out for several weeks, and through the interaction of the three sets, it finally forms the ultimate form of an endless magic furnace.

His output alone is enough to overwhelm everything, and precisely because he is praising the omnipotence of El-Melloi, he reflects the ultimate of “simple is best”—”

When he said this, the man suddenly revealed an expression of blatant disgust.

“—but lacking in beauty.”

“What?”

Lancer asked in surprise. Kenneth looked towards the magic furnace, his gloomy face full of contempt.

“Things that only have magic power lack beauty, so I denied its meaning and created a substitute for it.

This is the origin of the “Volumen Hydargyrum”, the supreme ceremonial item of the El-Melloi School.”

There is no doubt that from the middle it became Kenneth’s self-promotion.

However, anyone who hears this story will be impressed by the genius of Lord El-Melloi.

As a magician born in the mysteriously vanishing modern era, Kenneth created a magic costume that rivals the fantasy of the Age of Gods just as a joke to cater to his personal aesthetics.

This man’s mind may have transcended the mediocre era he belonged to.

“Lancer.”

Kenneth spoke with a sarcastic expression.

“Do you have any further words of excuse for last night’s battle?”

“I am speechless. I was completely defeated by Saber.”

Lancer bowed his head respectfully and replied.

“I swear on my honor as a knight that I tried my best in last night’s battle, but even so—the tip of my spear could not touch Saber at all.

The Knight King of Britain, she is an admirable opponent who is even more powerful than the legend.

I felt so ashamed from the bottom of my heart –

But this is not because I failed to defeat the Knight King, but because I feel extremely ashamed for my inability to obtain the Holy Grail for my Lord. ”

“……snort!”

Kayneth sneered with disdain. Diarmuid did not show any resentment or unwillingness. This was what made him most angry.

Kenneth was of course aware of how supreme King Arthur was as a heroic spirit.

If it was the Iskandar he had obtained before, it would be fine, but Diarmuid alone would not be able to compete with the Knight King.

“Since you are an incompetent Servant, I will be the one providing you with comprehensive support from now on.

If you still have any heroic self-respect left in you, try to make up for your mistakes last night.”

Lancer knelt on one knee and said seriously.

“Yes, my Lord.”

In the past, when Kenneth asked him what his wish was, he said this.

“I don’t want any holy grail.”

Lancer does not need any reward.

The first warrior of the Fianna Knights only hopes to be loyal to the lord who summoned him and achieve the honor of being a knight.

This is his wish in this life and also his resentment in his previous life.

“I swear on my knight’s honor that if I can do it…

As long as I can get the Holy Grail for you, I, Diarmuid Odin, am willing to do anything.”

“In that case…”

Kenneth raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth while looking down at others, and raised his right hand engraved with the Master’s symbol.

An eerie crimson light illuminated the room.

“Give the command with the Command Seal—

Lancer, abandon your chivalry .

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Shirou watched the shocking change in silence with an expressionless face.

“Ahh…Ahhhhhhhh! Stop…My Lord!!!”

Lancer lay on the ground with his body twisted and roaring, his handsome face becoming hideous due to pain and resistance.

The Command Spells have a very strong coercive power on Servants, but – this must be based on “certain certain actions” to be effective.

If the Command Spell is used to order “Come to me”, the Servant will be directly transferred to the Master’s side.

However, if a Command Spell is used to issue the command “Win the Holy Grail”, the effect of the Command Spell will be very weak and can only have a slightly strengthening effect.

There is no doubt that “abandoning chivalry” belongs to the latter. After all, the proposition of “observing chivalrous behavior in the Holy Grail War” is too broad.

But unexpectedly, this ridiculous order was very effective for Lancer.

For him, chivalry is no longer a concept, but a tangible belief.

“Lancer, if your chivalry is as noble as you say, then try to resist my Command Spells .

You probably can’t do that.”

This is the answer Kenneth came up with after thinking about it, the only way to win.

Diarmuid, who embraced the glory of a knight , could not obtain the Holy Grail for himself.

He doesn’t need a hypocritical knight who pretends to be a knight, but a weapon that can actually carry out orders and ruthlessly slaughter other opponents.

Kayneth sneered, and then unexpectedly – he once again raised his right hand engraved with the Command Seal .

“I will give the command again with the Command Seal – 1

Lancer, remember the bitter betrayal you once tasted.

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