I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 600: : Emiya Kiritsugu’s jar

Accompanying Arturia's painting.

A unique mark gradually appears on the slate.

That's an eye.

With a floating pattern, it doesn't seem to be a magic circle, just some kind of mark.

Emiya Kiritsugu kept searching in his memory, intending to find a certain mark that matched this pattern. There were quite a few similar ones, but they were completely identical but were not found at all.

That is, at the moment when the last stroke falls.

Om——

The air shook violently.

Emiya Kiritsugu's expression changed suddenly.

This feeling is countless times stronger than when the heroic spirit was just summoned. Obviously there is no feeling of oppression, but even breathing stops involuntarily, and the heartbeat is beating like a drum. But it fell into stagnation and no flow, as if there was another world, an extremely shocking, extremely terrifying world slowly opening in front of my eyes.

So much so that my head goes blank.

As if only one voice was constantly shouting.

He is here!

He is here!

Emiya Kiritsugu didn't know who he was, or why he was frightened, but his emotions seemed to be violently interfered with, and even his thoughts of resistance could not rise, and even if he would lose everything in the next moment, Can only be sluggish to bear the feeling.

"Series—"

A consciousness suddenly appeared in his mind, rippled like a vast bell, removing all fear and all confusion, leaving only countless jars floating in consciousness.

He suddenly understood.

This is a series that asks him to choose gifts.

There is only one second to think.

"Weapons! I want powerful weapons!"

Emiya Kiritsugu shouted loudly, he slumped on the ground, lowered his eyes, and trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of ambition and expectation.

He doesn't know who is behind the pattern.

But—he already felt very deeply, it was absolutely extraordinary!

This is an opportunity.

Even if the rest of the Masters have this opportunity, it's still his chance.

Because he has no bottom line, he can abandon everything for his purpose, he will fight carefully, he knows how to deal with those arrogant magicians, and he can make the most of every opportunity by any means. !

So what he called out was a weapon.

Instead of wanting power.

He sees power only as a tool, a weapon more useful than his own power.

The unknown line of sight was fading, Emiya Kiritsugu's heart sank, he thought it was because he was not able to get the gift, but out of the corner of his eyes saw the disappearance of the wealth, he was a little overjoyed and didn't go out. Unexpectedly, one item after another appeared on the pattern, even more and more, that was.... hundreds of jars?

Everything is at peace.

The pattern became very light, so light that only a few traces were left, and the air resumed its flow. Emiya Kiritsugu gasped, excitedly and blankly looking at the pile of jars in front of him. Sweat is completely drained.

"Kiritsugu."

Irisviel hurriedly helped her husband up, with concern and worry in the eyes of this beautiful wife.

"I'm fine." Emiya Kiritsugu reassured, his eyes moved to the silent Arturia, and he swallowed, "That... what is it?"

Although it is calm now, the feeling of the unspeakable consciousness just appeared, as if it had been deeply embedded in the soul.

A lifetime can never be forgotten.

Emiya Kiritsugu is undoubtedly a strong-willed man.

The reputation of the magician killer is earned in countless battles. He is not afraid of death. He is calm and calm at all times. He is very knowledgeable and trusting of his own will.

But just now.

What he trusts, and even the will to survive, is like a ceramic full of cracks.

Artoria faced her Master's question and remained silent for a while.

shakes his head and says:

"I don't know, I can't describe the feeling, because all the magic and legends I've encountered in the past can't seem to match it."

Even with restraint.

Alturia actually has something to say. She can feel that the will has stayed on her body for a long time, and it is not oppressive or harsh, and it seems that it is a pity that she is not ready to exchange for the gift in the end. thing.

This is by no means an illusion.

Artoria couldn't help but wonder what she might get if she had the items ready.

She looked at the jars in front of her.

Seeing that Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't get any more useful information from Artoria, he also looked at the "gift" he had exchanged for gold and silver, treasures, antiques, and money.

Two hundred smaller jars, and eighteen larger jars.

Appears to be ordinary.

“That’s quite a lot.” Emiya Kiritsugu took a deep breath to calm himself down, “Now, at least one thing is certain, this Holy Grail War is really going to be different, that kind of existential interference... ....and seven other warriors sent by that being?"

These are unforeseen, unforeseen changes.

Without a doubt.

War will become more complicated.

You can only count on these "gifts" in front of you, it won't be too bad.

Emiya Kiritsugu walked over, stretched out his hand, and opened the first jar.

Inside is a dagger.

Very sharp and nothing special.

He stretched out his hand and waved it a few times, a little disappointed.

He does want weapons, but not this.

He sighed inwardly.

A second jar was opened, this time, a ball of light entered his mind.

"Kiritsugu?" Irisviel seemed taken aback.

"It's fine." Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes brightened~IndoMTL.com~ I seem to understand a little bit what's in these jars. "

Having said this, he immediately opened the third one, which contained several bat-shaped darts, then the fourth, the fifth...

There are a variety of weapons in the weapon series, light groups to enhance physical fitness, light groups to increase weapon experience...

Tier 1 jars, not many powerful items.

However, two hundred jars are enough to turn an ordinary person into a strong man with all kinds of weapons.

Irisviel watched her husband wielding an ancient oriental sword with a dull expression.

A few darts were thrown out even while dancing the sword, neatly nailed to the wall.

Then the belt around the waist emits a faint light, and the figure flickers, and several phantoms appear. It seems to be to the left, but the person has come to the right.

The belt shown at the end is the only jackpot to be given out of these Tier 1 jars.