The law of the jungle is the way of things from ancient times to the present.
If Moran was willing.
He could completely use magecraft to enslave Kiritsugu Emiya, and then use his Command Seals to issue a suicide order to his Servant.
Moran possessed this kind of power.
What evidence showed that Moran gave Kiritsugu Emiya respect?
That was that he talked to him from an equal perspective.
This was the greatest respect that Kiritsugu Emiya could enjoy; even most people in Britain didn't have this honor.
Moran was the embodiment of the island, the symbol of Britain.
He was the origin of a world.
He had long transcended the concept of a human being and became an existence that led and brought the future to people.
From the beginning, he and humans were not equal.
Whether it was on a biological level.
Or from the level of identity.
Just like gods were born to dominate humans, Moran had already become an existence similar to a god.
However, he still maintained human concepts.
He was willing to give Kiritsugu Emiya respect in a human way.
If Kiritsugu Emiya made any more demands, it would indeed be a bit too ignorant of the situation.
It was after realizing this.
Kiritsugu Emiya decisively agreed to Moran's deal.
If he didn't agree, what could he do?
His will wasn't that important.
The only hope for survival lay in Moran's arrogance and pride as a king.
Life and death were entirely at the whim of the other party.
All he could believe was that a king who had made a promise shouldn't recklessly go back on his word.
Such a king couldn't inspire his people to follow him, nor would they willingly give their lives for him.
And so, Kiritsugu Emiya was taken away by Moran.
The two arrived at another building overlooking the hospital and the main road, where another person was monitoring the battlefield.
This man had a traditional-style flat-top haircut, but wore elegant clothing clearly tailored by a specialist.
Although he didn't have the aura of a warrior, he exuded a different presence from that of a magus or cavalryman.
This man was Alexandre Dumas, Orlando's Servant.
When Moran arrived, he, like Kiritsugu Emiya, was taken aback.
He had come to this battlefield specifically to watch the show and offer support.
Orlando was unaware of this.
The director, who was in a flurry after hearing about the harm to his subordinates, couldn't keep track of Dumas' movements.
If Orlando had known, Dumas wouldn't have had the chance to sneak away here.
Moran's arrival also disrupted Dumas' plans.
Now, the other party was proposing a deal to him.
"Boss, aren't you making things difficult for me? This is too reckless, and you just caused trouble for my Master! No, no, I'm already out of line by sneaking away here. If I help you on top of that, I'm afraid my brothers will order me to commit suicide."
Dumas waved his hands repeatedly, saying it wouldn't work.
Although Dumas usually seemed unreliable, he was steadfastly loyal to his Master.
However, Moran didn't use the same rhetoric on Dumas as he had on Kiritsugu Emiya, knowing that Servants had their own bottom lines.
Moreover, Moran didn't intend to make an enemy of Dumas.
He was very interested in the other's Noble Phantasm ability.
"It's not really making things difficult, is it? When I went to the police station earlier, did you see me kill anyone? Dumas, tell me honestly, are they a big step closer to awakening their True Names?"
"So that's what you were after! No wonder a guy of your caliber would come looking for trouble…"
Dumas wore an exasperated expression.
He had been completely outmaneuvered by Moran.
Indeed, after Moran's rampage in the police station, half of the twenty-eight officers had shown the potential to awaken their True Names.
Director Orlando was shocked when he heard this.
Dumas still remembered the clatter he heard over the phone at the time, realizing that Orlando had almost fallen to the ground.
The police station owed Moran a great debt.
How could a powerhouse of his level not be able to kill anyone in the police station?
It could only be that he didn't want to.
"That's true, even though you're being unreasonable and forcing this on us. But my brother does owe you a debt…
I can't just agree to this. My brother and I have sworn an oath of brotherhood! It's really impossible."
Dumas wore a troubled expression.
But compared to his firm attitude when he was waving his hands, he had clearly wavered to some extent.
Seeing this, Moran couldn't help but smile.
"Oh? Really? What if I said I could help you again and stop that Avenger?"
"…Are you serious?"
"Yes, of course I'm serious. I guarantee it in the name of the King of Britain. Is that enough?"
Moran wore a bright smile.
Like a cunning merchant recommending antiques to a customer, he was suspiciously persuasive.
But Dumas couldn't help but be tempted.
To be honest, the twenty-five officers fighting against Alcides were no match for him.
If it weren't for Noel's help, and the fact that Alcides was in the middle of a chaotic battlefield, needing to be wary of fatal attacks from all sides, the police force would have been wiped out long ago.
If Moran could help the police force, they might still have a chance of winning.
"Ugh… my brother and I are close friends… no matter what, it would be a little… to talk to you about this in private…"
Dumas said, his eyes darting around.
Although he was hesitant, his appearance made Moran chuckle. He was just being coy.
He was practically saying that he needed more money.
Moran still had a trump card.
It was a super bargaining chip that Dumas, as a writer-type Servant, absolutely couldn't refuse.
"Dumas, don't you really want to see how this story unfolds? Or even participate in it and become a member of the stage? Such an interesting play isn't common."
As Moran spoke, he extended his arm to the side.
Space rippled like a lake disturbed by a splash, gradually distorting with golden light.
The Gate of Babylon, which had displayed its power on the battlefield earlier, now appeared before the two of them.
Kiritsugu Emiya and Dumas were both shocked.
Moreover, the Gate of Babylon extended a Noble Phantasm engraved with divine patterns, exuding an ancient and terrifying aura.
It felt as if even their souls were being drawn in and crushed.
No one had expected that the nameless sword, one of the culprits behind the meteor crater two days ago, the one that everyone feared, would appear here at this moment!