The Priest talked of rules, and of following rules, and yet… If what she had felt before had been anyway towards what she thought it was…
Then this Priest was an absolute hypocrite.
“You imply that I am little more than rabid dog, to be put down because she serves no purpose? How cruel to punish a Servant because she cannot find a Master capable of generating enough Mana to feed her.”
As an Avenger, she did require less Mana than she did if she was summoned as a Caster. But she was also lacking in the regeneration skills that she would have available to her, had she been a Caster,
“I could always just feed off the Environment. Humans don’t require trees or nature, do they? They seem to be doing a great job at killing it off themselves.”
Her laugh echoed around her, not at all muffled by the hand she held up over her mouth. Really now, was he determined to act innocent and without fault, despite how he was obviously hiding something.
And something big and bad, at that.
“I have no interest in destroying the world. Just a few people… People that more than likely are not present here.”
Angra had imparted the events of the previous War on her, so she was aware of the circumstances that Kirei spoke of. While it wasn’t a path that she herself would have walked, she had to admire the Caster and his Master for attempting to pull it off. Even if it had been an absolute failure.
If she could find anyone of that Kiritsugu’s family, she supposed that it would be fun enough for her. Anyone that sided, or was even related to them, with her little Sister deserved to suffer for that alliance.
“Hmmmm, I suppose I could always find someone hiding a little secret, and feed off them? But where would I find a secret like that, I wonder?”
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘑𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺'𝘴 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰....𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘦𝘴. 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘤𝘦, 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘯. 𝘐𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴.
"𝖠𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾. 𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾, 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍".
𝘌𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘵. 𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦...𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.....𝘕𝘰, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘎𝘪𝘭𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘩. 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦..
"𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦".
