Life As Aozaki Orange

"Kiritsugu, it's up to you to take my important guest to the airport, remember not to make any mistakes."

"..."

Emiya Kiritsugu looked in the direction of his fingers, his face stiffened, and he couldn't help but feel guilty for a few times. Isn't this lemon head with a proud face in front of him the owner of the three magic furnaces he stole before.

Now standing so brightly in front of the owner... To be honest, he felt extremely twisted in his heart.

"Boss, I understand, leave it to me!"

After a while, Emiya Kiritsugu agreed with a cold expression on his face. He tried his best not to show any strange expressions, like a killer with no emotions, his whole body revealed a cold aura.

Seeing this, Aozaki Orange couldn't help showing a happy smile, then turned to Kenneth and said, "Then I wish you a pleasant journey in the future. If you need help, you can also contact Emiya Kiritsugu to help."

"If you need."

Kenneth nodded slightly, showing a gentle smile: "I'll leave everything to you next, I hope the future will be as you said."

"Of course, I will support Archibald from the side, and no matter how he declines, he will ensure the throne of the monarch."

A confident smile appeared on Aozaki Orange's face, and her eyes were as bright as torches. This was the self-confidence radiating from the inside out. After this Holy Grail War, she will be the third magician, and she wants to maintain her. The seat of the monarch of the Polud family must not be too difficult.

"Since it is Mr. Orange, there is absolutely no problem!"

Aside, Sora showed a trusting smile.

"Sora, I didn't say I didn't believe it."

Kenneth smiled dotingly, and then said to Chengzi: "Then we will leave, and send someone to contact me if necessary."

"Don't worry, I won't bother you in a short time."

Cangzaki Chengzi fluttered her long orange hair, and immediately turned her beautiful eyes to Sola, and said with a smile: "This time, Sola, you can get rid of the shackles of the nobles and do what you really want to do."

"Yes, thank you Mr. Orange."

Sora gave Aozaki orange a serious salute.

After that, Sora and Kenneth got into the car, and Emiya Kiritsugu drove them towards the airport. As for their real destination, they haven't really decided yet.

After all, if the original planned route is followed, it is easy to reveal the information that they are not dead.

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the other side.

Inside the black car.

Sora stared out the car window and skipped the scenery, as if a little diffusely asked: "Kenneth, where are we going next?"

"You can go anywhere."

Kenneth showed a gentle smile: "However, if there is a place Sora you want to go, then I'm willing to accompany you to go with Sora."

"Let's find a place to stay first."

Sora's eyes suddenly became serious, and she said with some longing: "First find a house that truly belongs to us, and we can talk about the future problems."

"Of course no problem!"

Kenneth suppressed his joy, because Sora was not talking about 'my' house before, but the house that belonged to 'our', although this may have been caused by a slip of the tongue.

However, doesn't this mean that Sora is not so disgusted with him from the side.

"...And then I'll open another flower shop."

Sora leaned on his chin with his hand: "It's enough that your income is equal to life. I hope that life will not be too difficult in the future."

She rambled on and on about the future.

Kenneth was patient and kept responding, whether it was about what to buy for a new home. Or how to pay utility bills, he patiently kept talking with Sora how to do it.

"..."

In the driver's seat, Emiya Kiritsugu's expression was somewhat complicated.

Although he quite likes this kind of ordinary happiness, will Boss Orange be short of your living expenses? Even if you run around the world, you won't be short of money.

However, he did not say it out of curiosity.

"Speaking of which, what if a gangster comes to collect rent?"

Aside, Sora suddenly opened his mind and asked.

"It's okay, I'll be responsible for educating them."

Kenneth smiled confidently.

"But, isn't your magic circuit broken?"

Sora frowned.

She tried to make up for the fact that Kenneth had no magic power to face a group of gangsters, and a bad picture immediately appeared in front of her eyes. It must be very miserable.

"Don't worry about that."

Kenneth smiled slightly and took out a gem: "This is the magic dress that Orange she gave me. It can restore my ability to cast spells, and it's okay to teach some bullies."

"What's this?"

Sora looked at the gem with some curiosity.

"This... is called the Soul Gem~"

Kenneth explained: "The ability to manifest weapons based on human aptitude and inner desires, but with some subtle shameful side effects."

"side effect?"

Sora was a little puzzled.

"She didn't say orange..."

Kenneth showed a tangled expression: "However, this is definitely a side effect that can satisfy her bad taste, but it is unknown what it is."

Chapter 217 Assassin in action

Group 4⑧87④97⑨9

Chilling wind.

A black figure blended into the night and sneaked into a mansion, sneaking into the living room of the mansion without disturbing anyone, then found a kettle and poured a packet of poison, and immediately left the room quietly.

This is where Rider lives... basically every night.

According to his observations, Rider's master, most of the time he eats instant noodles as the main food every day, and basically does not go to restaurants to eat.

So, he chose to poison the kettle that boiled hot water.

Soon.

Assassin, who was hiding from outside prying eyes, found that Weber and Rider went downstairs and started to boil hot water proficiently, and they didn't notice anything, and they started a slapstick conversation as usual.

Hmm...that's stupid.

This Holy Grail War is not just head-to-head kills.

Poisoned assassination is also allowed.

Hiding in the dark, the corners of Assassin's mouth twitched slightly. Looking at the stupid young master, he started brewing instant noodles unsuspectingly, and started eating it with confidence.

It's over, take the lead to solve a group.

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Inside the living room.

"...Not right!"

Webber suddenly covered his chest with a face of pain, and coughed up blood.

Seeing this, Iskandar was startled, and quickly took Weber into his arms, looking angry and anxious. Now Weber's appearance needs to be explained, it is definitely a symptom of being poisoned.

"Rider take me to find Teacher Orange!"

Webber said while holding on to Rider's shirt with a painful look on his face.

"Weber, you have to hold on!"

Iskandar didn't talk nonsense, he directly summoned the Shenwei chariot, took Weber's posture on the Shenwei chariot, and flew towards Einzbern Castle.

And Assassin, who was observing all this from the outside, came out.

He looked up at Iskandar and Weber who were far away, and shook his head with some disdain. Since he had been poisoned by his poison, there was absolutely no possibility of surviving.

This poison usually kills people in a few seconds.

And a rookie magician like Weber can last for at most ten seconds, which is not enough to go to Einzbern in a mere ten seconds, not to mention a lot of time to prepare for treatment.

Unless the person who rescued Webb can be brought back to life, there is absolutely no reason to live.

However, can medical techniques that can bring back the dead exist in this era?

This is a privilege that can only be possessed by the gods.

at the same time.

Near Caster Villa.

"Strange, where did the red magician go?"

Assassin, who was hiding outside, looked puzzled. He found that the target he wanted to poison, the magician named Aruba was gone. Could it be that Aruba noticed something and hid in advance.

However, now he is in a bit of trouble.

If there is no way to find Caster's master, how can he complete the assassination mission? After all, they are not strong enough to fight head-on, and it is impossible to kill the followers to win.

Victory can only be achieved by killing the demons who cut off followers by killing the master.

However, now he can't find Caster's master.

"Hmph, is peeping enough?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded.

Assassin hurriedly pulled away from the spot, and hurriedly looked back to find that a young girl in red armor was beheading him with a large cross sword.

The next moment, the raging flames flooded his consciousness.

Before his death, his only thought was whether there was an extra Servant in this Holy Grail War.

However, his doubts are destined no one can answer.

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the other side.

Tosaka Tokiomi's temporary residence.

rotate.

jump.

I closed my eyes.

Assassin, like a fitness expert, bypassed the layers of monitoring by Tokiomi Tosaka with an incredible movement, and quietly sneaked in through a window.

but.

No one was there when he got into the room.

Gilgamesh put down the handle of the game console in his hand and stared at Assassin with red eyes angrily. On his computer screen, the words "failure" were written in large letters.

No doubt, he was about to pass the customs.

However, this **** Assassin actually spoiled the situation at a critical moment.

It caused him to slip his finger and make a mistake and lose.

"The bastard, the crime of disturbing this king!"

Gilgamesh's eyes revealed killing intent: "You should be ready!"