MM Racing Chapter 120 Rekindled Hope
Chapter 120 Rekindled Hope
Tohsaka Residence.
Tokiomi Tohsaka has already left the basement workshop.
Arthur pushed open the door and walked through the quiet corridor to the study on the second floor.
What comes into view is no longer Tokiomi Tohsaka, who at that moment had the word "elegance" etched into his very bones.
At this moment, his dark red suit and tie were slightly loosened.
The ruby cane, a symbol of the head of the household and something he never parted with, was casually placed on the messy table.
Tokiomi sat slumped in a large mahogany chair, holding a glass of amber brandy in his hand. His eyes were deep and dark, making it impossible to see through the turmoil in his heart.
Hearing the door open, Tokiomi slowly raised his head and looked at Arthur who walked in.
The golden-haired, blue-eyed knight king had no obvious wounds, but his dazzling silver armor was stained with scorched earth.
The lingering, almost tangible, echoes of immense magical power that had not yet completely dissipated silently testified to the ferocity of the battle that had just taken place.
"You've returned, King Arthur."
Tokiomi put down his wine glass, his voice lower and hoarse than ever before.
"I've already heard the results from Kirei. Thank you for your hard work."
Arthur did not answer. He walked slowly to the desk, his emerald green eyes quietly gazing at the magician who seemed to have aged instantly.
"Tokiomi".
Arthur spoke, his tone revealing an extremely rare sense of relief and respect:
"In the moment you made that decision, you abandoned your personal desires as a magician and chose the responsibility of protecting this land."
For this, I express my highest respect to you.
Upon hearing this praise from the King of Knights, Tokiomi Tohsaka was slightly taken aback.
Then, as if he had heard some absurd joke, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, a bitter smile curving his lips.
"The responsibility of protection? In the eyes of you noble kings, this may be a commendable and great act."
But in the cruel world of magicians… it's a complete blunder, an unforgivable folly.
Tokiomi slowly raised his right hand, showing Arthur his smooth, unblemished hand, free of any Command Seal marks.
"I personally ordered the killing of my own Servant and voluntarily relinquished my qualification to participate in the Holy Grail War."
The Tohsaka family's unwavering desire for the "Roots," passed down through generations, has been utterly destroyed by me, their unworthy descendant, under the pretext of "concealment and mystery."
Tokiomi lowered his eyes, his voice filled with deep weariness:
"Right now, I am nothing more than a loser who has been completely kicked out of the game and can only sit outside the chessboard, waiting for the final judgment."
A long silence fell over the study.
The air seemed to freeze, with only the occasional crackling of the firewood in the fireplace, the flames flickering between the two men.
"Loser? I don't think so."
Arthur's calm voice broke the deathly silence as he looked at Tokiomi:
"Although the Command Seals have disappeared, this does not mean that you have been deprived of the right to win the Holy Grail War."
Tokiomi suddenly raised his head, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"Tokiomi, I promised to hand over the victory of this Holy Grail War to you."
Arthur's tone revealed the responsibility of a king:
"Moreover, Gilgamesh was ultimately killed by my own hands."
Now that I have sent away your servant, I will naturally take on this responsibility... I will personally hand the Holy Grail into your hands!
These words, like a thunderclap, cleaved through the chaos in Tokiomi's mind.
A strange light flashed in Tokiomi Tohsaka's eyes.
The flame of ambition that had been completely extinguished was reignited in an even more frenzied manner under this incredible promise!
"That's right... So what if I don't have Command Seals? So what if I don't have Servants?!"
As the second owner of Fuyuki City, and one of the three starter families involved in constructing the underlying logic of the Greater Grail.
Tokiomi Tohsaka knew the "backstage procedures" of this grand ceremony better than any foreign magician!
His brain started working frantically.
"The coming of the Greater Grail essentially only requires the filling of seven enormous souls."
If only someone could defeat all the remaining Heroic Spirits for me and fill their souls into the Lesser Grail.
When the Holy Grail descends, I can fully utilize the Tohsaka family's generations-old control over the ley lines and the "administrator privileges" of the three starter families...
"At the very last moment, intercept the control hub of the Greater Grail from the backend!"
Having figured this out, Tokiomi's breathing instantly became rapid.
The despair and despondency in his eyes vanished, and the shrewdness and sharpness of a top magician returned to him.
Seeing that Tokiomi's fighting spirit had been rekindled, Arthur took a step forward and extended his right hand.
"I'll be in charge of wielding the sword."
The King of Knights made the purest declaration:
"Whether it's a fair duel between knights or those hidden dangers lurking in the shadows that could threaten the city."
I will crush them all for you.
Tokiomi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turbulent excitement churning within him.
He straightened his slightly disheveled tie, regaining the composure and elegance unique to the head of the Tohsaka family.
He stood up, his gaze fixed intently on the blond knight before him:
"I understand. I will use all the resources of the Tohsaka family and the Holy Church."
We will provide you with the most accurate intelligence network, the most covert logistical support, and the most perfect magical cover in the entire city of Fuyuki.
"But I have a bottom line."
Arthur looked directly into Tokiomi Tohsaka's eyes, his tone becoming ruthless, even carrying a chilling warning:
"No matter how ingenious your plan is, no matter how critical the situation is, you must never allow innocent civilians to be implicated."
If you resort to any means necessary to achieve victory, like some magicians, my sword may turn against you at any moment.
Faced with this potentially fatal threat, Tokiomi Tohsaka not only didn't get angry, but instead showed a genuine, relieved smile.
The other party is a knight king with extremely high moral standards and a commitment to keeping his word. This statement is precisely the most unbreakable cornerstone of trust between them.
"To remain hidden and mysterious, and to protect the common people, is the Tohsaka family's motto and an inescapable responsibility."
Tokiomi extended his hand and greeted him with utmost solemnity.
Snapped.
The magician and the knight king clasped hands tightly in the dimly lit study.
……
The gears of fate always mesh in an extremely absurd and unpredictable way.
In a dimly lit room on the second floor of Eindzbern Castle.
Kenneth's back, tinged with arrogance and a sense of superiority, disappeared into the night at the edge of the forest.
Not long after, Kiritsugu Emiya's tactical communicator vibrated briefly.
It was an urgent text message from Hisayu Maiya.
Kiritsugu picked up the communicator, his gaze sweeping over the few lines of text on the screen. His eyes, which had been like a stagnant pool, suddenly contracted and trembled violently.