Free Web NovelChapter 731: Chapter 7: Holy Sword Scabbard
"Wait..."
The purple-haired girl who had just reacted managed to utter one syllable, watching helplessly as the two disappeared before her eyes, with no way to stop it.
The white-clothed Daoist seemed leisurely, but in reality, he moved extremely fast.
With one step, he appeared at the entrance, reached out to grab the silver-haired loli, and then took another step, vanishing without a trace. It was as if the ground was moving, not him walking, striding as if shrinking inches.
Makoto Sakura hurried out, only to find the outside empty.
The street was desolate under the cover of night, with absolute silence all around.
She bit her lower lip tightly, initially intending to continue pursuing but quickly realized the situation, turned around, and jogged back inside.
The purple-haired girl reacted just in time; she realized that if she simply relied on herself to chase after them, she might only find her senior’s headless corpse at the scene, unsure if it enjoyed a royal-like treatment or merely signed for an expedited package delivery...
——Perhaps someone’s consecutive kills were too impactful, causing her to misunderstand, subconsciously thinking that if the opponent went after the target, they would surely take the target’s head directly.
Just as she entered the door, she noticed a seaweed-haired man lying dead on the side, long since deceased, which made Makoto Sakura hesitate for a moment. She seemed to suddenly understand something, and a deep sense of gratitude and warmth welled up in her heart.
No one had ever been this kind to her before...
No matter who it was, hardly anyone could understand how numb and despairing she was just a moment ago...
Once she regained her senses, Makoto Sakura couldn’t help but grit her teeth. She ignored the seaweed-haired man’s corpse and quickly walked towards the telephone in the corridor.
If it weren’t apparent that this person had just refused such an action but was forcibly commanded by the Command Spell, she might have been conflicted about disrupting the opponent’s actions.
Standing in front of the corridor’s telephone, the purple-haired girl took a deep breath, picked up the receiver, and also roughly sorted out her thoughts... Servant, Heroic Spirit, Command Spell, Master—these pieces of information were enough to reason, even though she didn’t know why the Holy Grail War had started so early and was now underway. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
But the current situation was obvious—
It must be something like that.
And then there was the silver-haired loli, whose immense animosity and hatred toward Senior Student Emiya were unclear, even willing to use a precious Command Spell to forcefully command the mysterious Servant, with whom she had a particularly good impression, to complete the task.
It showed the depth of their hatred and the resolution of their intent to kill...
——She hoped she could catch up.
Though she was desperately trying to do something, Makoto Sakura couldn’t help but harbor pessimistic thoughts, biting her lower lip tightly, knowing she might not be able to change anything.
Her impression of that unfamiliar Servant was very good, not only because they directly took out Makoto Zouken, catching her off guard and bringing her from overwhelming despair to a dawn of hope, but also because of the Servant’s distinctive attitude contrast... Women are generally more delicate and perceptive, especially someone like her who greatly lacks affection.
Therefore, she could sense it more clearly, even having a strange feeling... Regardless if this was an illusion, she indeed harbored deep gratitude.
But even so, she clearly understood that the Servant was terrifying; just like Makoto Zouken not even finishing a sentence before his head was crushed. And another Servant, who seemed very powerful, wasn’t even an opponent before being thoroughly defeated and decapitated.
Faced with such an enemy, Senior Student Emiya couldn’t possibly stand a chance, even as a Servant.
Moreover, he couldn’t be a Servant, just an ordinary person.
......
...
Tonight was truly eventful...
After flattening the Yanfeng Church, killing the evil priest, sending Shiny Jin on his way, finishing off Makoto Zouken, slaughtering the entire Makoto Family...
Staring at the bright moon in the night sky, strolling through the streets, Gu Mo couldn’t help but sincerely commend his own resolve. Initially thinking to temporarily leave it at that, Ilya, the legal loli with only revenge in her heart, couldn’t wait for a moment, so why not visit Emiya Shirou as well?
After all, this ally of justice was already next on the list...
Though it was no longer an assassination list.
This high school student wasn’t someone like Shiny Jin or the old worm that had to be eliminated. Gu Mo just intended to take the Holy Sword Scabbard—ending the Holy Grail War early was simply that easy, ensuring that the ones who were supposed to participate couldn’t at all.
The scene task triggered upon entering this Dungeon World wasn’t effortlessly completed.
To him now, it seemed remarkably simple. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
If he wasn’t still holding onto his principles and views, not wanting to lose himself unconsciously amidst wanton actions, he could undoubtedly be more efficient... but acting without overstepping boundaries is the guideline he pursues.
No matter how he appears on the surface, he always has his scales and judgment.
"Don’t you have anything to say..."
At this moment, the silver-haired loli beside him spoke softly, stealing a glance at the young man.
Since he had remained silent from the beginning, she couldn’t help but feel a wave of inexplicable depression and panic... Perhaps it was because, no matter what, he was the only one she could rely on now.
In such a situation, it’s not a good thing for the relationship to become completely strained. She had thought that he would be angry and furious because of her use of a Command Spell to compel him, but she didn’t expect him to say nothing, merely executing her orders calmly without further comment.
Yet it was precisely this calmness and silence that often made people anxious.
"No."
Gu Mo replied indifferently.
"..."
"..."
Ilya gritted her teeth silently. Had it really come to this point? It was only the second day since he was summoned, and he seemed already disappointed in her. Could it really be her mistake... No, that’s impossible; she couldn’t doubt her persistence, and she absolutely couldn’t give up.
No matter what, this task had to be completed...
This was the only revenge-driven motive that fueled her otherwise meaningless life...
She glanced at the Command Spell on her hand, reduced to just two strokes, reinforcing her resolve. Although she didn’t know why, after summoning this Servant, three strokes of Command Spell appeared on the back of her hand as if it were routine. However, in reality, the number of Command Spells she possessed far exceeded that amount.
As the vessel for the Holy Grail, thanks to the identity of a Lesser Holy Grail, her magic circuits permeated her entire body, and so did the Command Spells.
In theory, this absolute command authority that a Master holds over a Servant would only be bestowed by the Great Holy Grail to ordinary Masters with three strokes, yet she held at least several hundred... Although in the original family plan, this was essentially unnecessary as long as they followed the original plan to strip the awareness of the Summoned Servant and suppress its rationality.
Then any command would be executed faithfully, without the need to consider the conflict of opinions between Master and Servant, and the Command Spell would merely serve the function of supplying magic power.
However, now it has served its intended purpose.
"This is the place..." Before long, standing lightly before the Emiya Residence entrance, Gu Mo looked up towards the inside of the house, sensing the fluctuations within, then slightly raised an eyebrow; the phone inside was persistently ringing faintly, yet nobody answered it.
Emiya Shirou was seemingly inside the warehouse next to the house, drenched in sweat, busy with something, and for the moment, he didn’t hear the phone in the house...
—The road has narrowed, young man.
—You should have made the most of the time to prepare for your escape.
Gu Mo couldn’t help but sigh, unsure whether to say if his luck was too good or if the ally of justice’s luck was too bad... Wait, is it really bad luck? It seems that the warehouse is the Emiya Family’s Magic Workshop, and in the original storyline, he fled into the warehouse in a panic while evading a chase.
Then—
Unintentionally used the sword scabbard within his body as a medium to summon Saber.
emmmmm, something seems off, if he really just ran away like that, he’d eventually be caught and the sword scabbard would be taken. And if he happened to be in the warehouse, perhaps there would be an opportunity to summon the Knight King for a confrontation... is this an attempt by the Counter Force to rectify the situation from this direction?
It shouldn’t be like this, right? Although the Holy Grail War hasn’t officially started yet, there shouldn’t be a way to match any other Heroic Spirits besides myself and Shiny Jin.
But... it’s truly hard to say.
Gu Mo was moved, his thoughts racing, instantly considering these issues, and immediately had reasons to suspect this was the Counter Force at work.
Despite it objectively seeming unlikely, out of cautious insurance, he halted his steps, gently extended his hand, and grasped— the power of Lie’s Authority activated, distorting space and reality. A sword scabbard, adorned with conspicuous blue enamel inlays on gold, with ancient fairy script etched at the center, appeared in his hands.
Even in its True Name Release state, this top-tier Holy Relic, which could disrupt even interference based on ’magic’, naturally couldn’t exhibit its fullest power at this moment, only passively radiating its effect.
Thus, using the power of authority, he directly pulled it from afar, very smoothly.
Unbeknownst, Emiya Shirou in the warehouse felt no different, and Gu Mo also subtly filled in the vacancy left in the ally of justice’s body after the sword scabbard’s disappearance, without him sensing any anomaly.
Examining the Holy Relic, equally dazzling and radiating with a golden brilliance that even began to take on some obvious red, indicating its astounding quality, Gu Mo briefly admired it before temporarily placing the Holy Sword Scabbard into the inventory.
Meanwhile, the silver-haired loli, who had instinctively held her breath just now, was momentarily stunned. Wasn’t he just taking out some kind of Treasure?
Why didn’t he use it, but instead took it out only to put it back again?
Could it be...
He indeed doesn’t speak, but in reality, he has been striving to resist the absolute command of the Command Spell?
