Chapter 58
The Death of the Old Bug

The gap between a mage and a Servant is like the difference between heaven and earth.

That's why, when Yuma Ento unleashed his power, the only thought in Zouken Matou's mind was retreat.

Zouken Matou transformed into a swarm of insects again, attempting to scatter. But Yuma Ento already had a fireball in his hand, which he released directly towards the ground. In an instant, the flames spread throughout the entire basement.

Only the area where Yuma Ento held young Sakura and Gudao was untouched by the flames.

All the insects in the basement were instantly turned to ashes, including those that had previously transformed into Zouken Matou.

This sight made Gudao breathe a sigh of relief.

“Is it over?”

Gudao asked.

However, Yuma Ento shook his head: “These insects are just his projections. To kill him, we need to find his true body.”

“Ah, these aren't his real body? He's that cautious?”

Gudao had a deep impression of the mage class. This guy was incredibly cautious.

“It's normal. A mage who cherishes his life and desires immortality would naturally be cautious. Also, don't underestimate the mage class. There's a huge difference. Several of the mages chosen for Chaldea's A-Team are even stronger than this guy.”

Yuma Ento explained.

Gudao puffed out her cheeks: “I'm the weakest and a real liability!”

Yuma Ento chuckled: “You might be weak, but you can contract with an unlimited number of Servants. As long as you have enough magical energy, you can freely contract with them. That's far stronger than those A-Team Masters. Alright, stop worrying. Let's focus on the current issue. Take this little girl. I'll go deal with the old bug's true body!”

“Ah?”

Gudao hurriedly took Sakura, feeling confused.

“No, I can't take care of a kid!”

Yuma Ento laughed: “You can learn. After all, you'll summon many doll-type Servants in the future. Get used to it!”

With that, Yuma Ento left the basement. His senses had already scanned the entire Matou residence, and he found no Servants, only insects. So, Gudao's safety was not a concern.

Seeing Yuma Ento leave, Gudao was taken aback and asked: “Hey, tell me clearly, what do you mean by doll-type Servants? Hey!”

Unfortunately, Yuma Ento had already left.

This made Gudao speechless. She looked at the little girl she was holding and could only accept this fact.

Because of her lack of talent, Gudao hadn't learned any magic and couldn't even use healing magic. This was the first time Gudao felt so eager to learn magic.

Meanwhile, Yuma Ento, guided by his senses, knew the old bug couldn't escape. The entire Matou residence was enveloped in flames. Even though it was daytime, Yuma Ento didn't intend to follow the rules of the Holy Grail War.

He was already abnormal, so why bother with rules?

However, for ordinary people, it wouldn't have much impact. They would simply get a headache, feel dizzy, and think they were seeing things. They would experience a brief fainting spell and wouldn't remember anything after waking up.

So, it wasn't that serious.

But the old bug suddenly realized that all the exits were surrounded by flames. He frowned and sent his insect projections to test the flames. All the insects that passed through the flames turned to ashes.

This made him too afraid to fly out with his true body.

Indeed, Zouken Matou had already become an insect.

His hatred for his decaying soul and aging body, coupled with his unwillingness to die without accomplishing anything, had turned into an obsession. He transformed himself into an insect, parasitically extending his lifespan by living in others. His body was practically a monster. He disliked sunlight and usually hid in dark places. As Kiritsugu said, he was no different from a bloodsucking leech—in both nature and personality, he was like a slimy slug.

But now, no one was left for him to parasitize.

“Damn it, why hasn't that idiot, Ganye, come back yet? Damn it, damn it!”

After realizing that Yuma Ento was a Servant, he sent a message to Ganye Matou, asking him to return with Berserker as soon as possible. The Matou residence was under attack.

Considering Ganye Matou's concern for Sakura, he would definitely come back. Moreover, Zouken Matou used the excuse that Tohsaka Tokiomi had attacked. With this excuse, Ganye Matou would undoubtedly return. However, sadly, it seemed he wouldn't be able to hold on that long.

Yuma Ento appeared behind him, looking at the insects flying around. He slowly said: “Old bug, where do you think you're going?”

Seeing Yuma Ento, the old bug was filled with a strong will to survive.

“Wait, sir, spare me. I can help you obtain the Holy Grail!”

Yuma Ento laughed disdainfully: “With you? Your existence would only disgust my Master. So... go die!”

Yuma Ento didn't intend to waste time talking to Zouken Matou.

The flames instantly engulfed the remaining insects. All the insects were engulfed by the inferno. Moreover, the entire Matou residence gradually caught fire. To prevent the old bug from having projections elsewhere, he decided to burn everything.

As for places outside the Matou residence, there shouldn't be any projections there.

The Matou residence was Zouken Matou's magic workshop. Most mages considered their magic workshops their headquarters. So, it was the safest place compared to other locations.

Therefore, as long as he burned everything here, Zouken Matou would have no escape.

The entire Matou residence was consumed by flames, while Gudao, carrying Sakura, walked out of the basement and happened to witness Zouken Matou's final lament.

“No... please, don't... don't kill me.”

But Yuma Ento didn't pay any attention. These were Zouken Matou's last words.

Apart from Gudao, Berserker, accompanied by Ganye Matou, finally arrived at the Matou residence and also heard Zouken Matou's last words. Ganye Matou was a bit surprised, but not sad. In fact, he even felt a bit of joy.

The old bastard was dead, so Sakura was safe.

However, Ganye Matou saw Gudao carrying Sakura and instantly flew into a rage.

“Damn it, put down Sakura!”

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