Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

Sitting in a taxi, looking at the scenery outside the window, the memory of my childhood is still vivid, and since then, everything in this world has changed.

"Sir, have you ever been to this city?"

The taxi driver seemed very chatty, and after seeing Liang Yiluo's nostalgic eyes, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"About ten years ago, when I was very young."

Still looking at the scenery outside the window, Liang Yiluo replied calmly.

If there was no Holy Grail War, this city might not even be found on the map...

"Ten years ago..."

The uncle, who looked to be in his thirties, fell into memory.

"That was not a good time. Serial murders, child abduction, and the last inexplicable fire burned many people to death. But sir, you probably didn't have a good impression when you came here at that time."

Sighing, the driver's face was slightly sad. Perhaps, in the turmoil caused after the Holy Grail came, he also had relatives who died.

Liang Yiluo just shook his head with a chuckle and didn't reply.

The airport is far from the city, but the end point is to be reached after all.

"Keep the change, please……"

He casually handed the driver a large bill, and amidst the driver's thank you, Liang Yiluo got out of the car.

After scanning around randomly, Liang Yiluo found that somewhat old-fashioned big house.

As the fourth Holy Grail War, Emiya Kiritsugu and the others left the base area after Einzbern Castle. The house occupies a very large area, but for this kind of city, there are only a few high-rise buildings. This kind of courtyard and small bungalows is the mainstream.

Walking to the door, I looked at the number plate on the door, and it was the word Wei Gong.

"Boom boom boom..."

The gentle, but very rhythmic knock on the door echoed in the compound. The sound was very soft, but the owner of the sound seemed to be manipulating the music, allowing the sound to be transmitted to people's ears very clearly.

"Please wait!!"

A young male voice shouted, young but very energetic, it was a boy's voice.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and it seemed that the boy was a little flustered because he was afraid of people waiting for a long time. From this point, it can be seen that this is a very considerate person.

The door lock on the wooden door of the yard dinged, and the somewhat old door was finally opened.

"Hi, hello! Is there anything you can do?"

After opening the door, the boy saw a strange figure, much taller than himself, he seemed gentle but inexplicably had a strong sense of presence and pressure, which made the boy's voice a little cramped, but when facing a stranger , still maintain self-restraint and courtesy.

"Hello, is Emiya Kiritsugu at home?"

Liang Yiluo looked at the boy in front of him. He smiled gently.

He has short red hair, dark skin, and ordinary home clothes. Although he is not very old and not tall, he can feel that under the seemingly thin body is a strong body, young Lightweight but the skin on his hands is a bit rough, it is conceivable that he often does some rough and tiring work.

Yes, he was rescued by his adoptive father. Because his adoptive father was in poor health, he began to do housework hard since he was a child, hoping that his adoptive father could relax.

"May I ask you are……"

"I'm Emiya Kiritsugu's friend..." After a pause, Ryogiro said with a half-smile, "...old friend."

Although he didn't know why this boy who looked a few years older than himself said that he was an old friend of his adoptive father, but he still hurriedly moved away. And said slightly flustered: "Sorry for keeping you at the door for so long, please come in!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Liang Yiluo shook his head, but still walked into the wooden door.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a large yard and Japanese-style houses around it.

"Don't know your name yet?"

"My name is Emiya Shirou! Just call me Shirou!"

Touching his head with a smirk, Emiya Shirou said rather honestly.

"Emiya Shirou? It's a good name! Then, Shirou, can you call Emiya Kiritsugu?"

"Ah, wait here a moment! I'll go right away!"

Regardless of whether the visitor was an enemy or a friend, Emiya Shirou quickly ran into the house, shouting while running: "Kiritsugu! Your friend is here to see you!"

"friend?"

Hearing Emiya Shirou's shout, a questioning voice came from the room. It should be the voice of a middle-aged man, but it looks old and decadent, as if he has reached his twilight years.

As the shoji door was pulled open, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was wearing a kimono, walked out slowly like an old man on the verge of death.

"Where did my friend come from?"

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was smoking a cigarette, slowly raised his lowered head until he saw that person, but his face was full of astonishment!

"It's you!"

He opened his mouth wide in disbelief, he didn't even notice the cigarette butt falling from his mouth, Emiya Kiritsugu was so unbelievable that he would still see that figure!

Everything in the past ten years is still in sight, but the once short and firm child has grown into a delicate but majestic young man!

"I haven't seen you in ten years, Emiya Kiritsugu!"

"The two instruments fall!"

Chapter 0012

"The twenty-seventh ancestor of the dead disciples, the twelfth ancestor, the first magician—to destroy the Gospel!"

In Guanfuzi City, in that luxurious room, Araya Soren murmured the name with a sad face.

"This is the one sent by the suppression force, the person who stops us."

"Although I don't know if it's because of the restraint, but he did stand in front of us, Araya-san!"

Van Feim was still noble and elegant, but he also frowned, showing that his heart was not peaceful.

"...Then what should we do? Araya-san. Are you going to give up this time?"

"No! Since the people blocking us are so powerful, it also shows that this plan can achieve our goal!"

Soren Araya will not give up. How could she give up her 200-year wish and the sadness in her heart because of one person? Even if it is a magician, it is a mystery that cannot be described in words!