Chapter 162: Emiya Shirou's Choice
"Shafia, is that ......!?"
Miyu, who had seen the magic signal like Rider, asked her wand with a serious face, obviously guessing that this situation was absolutely extraordinary.
"Miyu-sama, I'm afraid that's a signal, don't you ......?"
"It seems that this Holy Grail War has finally ushered in the final battle, which is really exciting!"
"Now is not the time to talk about that!"
Even Illya, who had been lost because of Alice Phil's abduction, realized the seriousness of the situation at this time, and hurriedly stood up and questioned Emiya Shirou, who was deaf to all this.
"Brother, are we ......?"
"No!"
Before Illya could finish speaking, Shirou excitedly interrupted her. Although he knew that something was wrong with Shirou from the beginning, whether it was Illya, Miyu, or both wands, they were taken aback.
Silently clenching his fists, Shirou stared at the Kiri-taku house in front of him.
"No! you must not go!"
"However, it is possible that my mother is there, and if I leave it alone......
"Can't go! Absolutely can't go!"
Shirou knew that tonight's battle would cost more than 500 lives. For him, who wants to be a partner in justice, this is absolutely not allowed. However, at this time, he chose to ignore these more than 500 lives.
"If you are killed, you will die, and if you go, you will definitely die. γ
Looking at his right fist, the young man named Emiya Shirou made a choice.
"Brother?"
Looking at Shirou who took steps towards Kirita, Illya and Miyu were puzzled.
"You just wait for me here, I have something to do. γ
"That's ...... Something very important?"
γβ¦β¦ yes, that's a very important person for me, so I have to go. γ
Turning his head to answer Miyu, who asked such a question, Shirou showed a gentle expression. This kind of expression, but both Miyu and Illya have seen it before, and they can't help but think of it at the same time. Sure enough, Emiya Shirou is Emiya Shirou!
"Then you must come back safely, brother. γ
"Yes, we'll be waiting for you, brother. γ
Shirou nodded heavily at the words of his two younger sisters, and resolutely turned to move forward. Between more than 500 lives and important people, he chose to be the righteous partner of the important people.
There is no suspense that more than 500 lives and one person's life, if you let others choose to save, they will undoubtedly choose the former. But even so, the boy named Emiya Shirou still chose the path of protecting the important people around him.
I am not a god, and the desire to save all people will always exist in an ideal and will never be touched. But even so, the boy still thinks that it would be great if he could save them all.
All Emiya Shirou can do is save the people around him and in sight as much as possible. He would not regret it, even if this false ideal would end up with nothing but nothingness, and he would not regret it, and he would try to move forward until he collapsed from exhaustion.
Looking at Emiya Shirou in the distance, Illya was silent for a moment, and did not come back to her senses until Miyu called out to herself.
"Let's go, Miyu!"
"Well, I'll be there for Illya. γ
"Miyu-sama, Illya-sama, if you go, you might actually die!"
"No, Illya and I will come back safely. γ
Miyu shook her head slightly, and Illya said with the same smile as usual.
"We also want to help my brother. He actually wants to fight, we all know it. So, let's fight in his place. γ
"Aha, in that case, let's have a big fight, Ruby kisses me and I'm very happy right now. γ
"I can't help it. γ
Ruby and Safia's words, Illya and Miyu glanced at each other and smiled.
"Let's go!"
"Hmm!"
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Alice Phil opened her eyes and looked around.
It feels very strange right now. The consciousness is infinitely clear, but it is impossible to think coherently and clearly.
It seems that it is not her own spirit that is muddy and meaningless, but the world in which she lives.
Many views flew by before her eyes. Looking at these scenes, there is only a senseless and unbearable sadness and emptiness.
The scenes that are seriously reflected are all devoid of joy and happiness. It's just that at this point the common, kaleidoscope of chaotic scenes.
There are bitter tears, humiliation, regrets, resentment and shortcomings.
Bloodshed and scorched earth, betrayal and revenge, all efforts but nothing, this is a costly chain of futility.
The familiar snow scene repeats itself.
It tells the story of a clan that sealed everything in the city of winter.
At this point, she finally remembered that she was looking down on the two thousand years of the Einzberen clan's journey to find the Holy Grail.
The initial by Tessa. and the female dolls created based on her artificial humans, hypocritical lives.
A humanoid consumable created by the secret art of alchemy and produced and used to fulfill a long-cherished wish that is out of reach.
With their blood and tears as ink, cracked bones and frozen fingertips as pens, the history of the frustration and loss of the Einzberen clan is written. Their sighs and despair made Alice Phil's heart tight.
If there is a place where these things can be seen, it must be inside the center of all contentions, witnessing all things.
Alice Phil finally understood. I'm looking inside the Holy Grail right now.
Embracing the original Hatisa, the Great Holy Grail of the Enzo Mountain. And all androids are specs created based on her as the "Winter Maiden". So, they share the same pain.
No, is that really the case?
"Why are you crying, Mother?"
Coming back to her senses, Alice Phil finds herself in the child's room, guarded by the warmth of the stove.
Outside the window was a cold wind and snow. The wind howled, and the young hands clung to the mother's arms in search of protection.
"Mother, I had a nightmare. Illya's dream of turning into a wine glass. γ
Despite her fear, Illya's red eyes looked at her trustingly. Although he had the same face as his mother and other sisters, this child was special and more endearing than anyone else
"Illya's heart contains seven large pieces. When Illya felt that she was about to burst, and was very frightened but could not escape, she heard the voice of Master Estissa, and the great black hole in her head."
Alice Fell hugged her daughter tightly, her silver-white bangs wiping her daughter's tear-drenched face.
"It's okay, it's not going to happen. You're not going to see that, Illya. γ
Of all the many sisters, only Alice Fell had a sad desire that she could not share with the others, and that was the love of a "mother".
As the first person to give birth to an heir from her womb, she is the only one of her kind who has been endowed with the heart of a beloved son. And the fate she carries is also sighing.
Eliasfel von Einzberen, the vessel of the next Holy Grail, is also part of the cog that has been caught up in two thousand years of delusion and attachment.
This shackle will not end. Before someone wins.
The third magic, the Celestial Cup, is the only salvation.
Numerous voices poured into Alice Phil. She was singing with countless sisters.
grail
Give me the Holy Grail
Deep in the forest, a used android abandonment site. Mountains of corpses of compatriots were singing. The rotting face crawling with maggots, which coincided with that of young Elia, made a painful sound.
"It's okay."
The mother hugged her daughter tightly in her arms with love.
"Eliya, you will be freed from the shackles of fate. I'll do it all, and your dad will make it happen."
At this moment, a question suddenly flashed through her mind.
If this is a dream unfolded by the Holy Grail, since you can see so vividly that the "vessel" inside has been formed, what is it like to be a shell?
It's like an eggshell that can see the guts of a chick.
If that's the case, it's a huge contradiction. By the time the chicks hatch out, the shells should be broken.
So who is the self who dreamed just now?
The slender body of Illyas Phil, who was hugged tightly, felt so real to the touch. She looked at her daughter's hand.
Alice Phil is gone. If the chick pecks at the broken eggshell
Suddenly, the snow outside the window stopped. Blending in the darkness of the night is the thick black mud that rolls up the whirlpool.
She was neither afraid nor surprised, but calmly understood, watching it all as the mud seeped in from all corners of the room, dripping down the chimney and slowly soaking her feet.
By the way, the trivial question of who you are.
Since then, she has been nothing. It's still just "someone" who masks the personality of Alice Phil, a woman who has disappeared.
Even so, the "Alice Phil's wish" hidden in her heart is real. The mother who died at the last moment for the sake of her beloved daughter and sighed about her daughter's future, this mother's wish was inherited by her.
She is the one who has to make her wish come true.
It is an existence that is so expected, so set, and enshrined to fulfill everyone's wishes.
"It's alright, Eliasfil, it's going to be over soon. γ
She whispered softly in the ear of the young girl she embraced for the first time.
"So, let's just wait here for a while, Father will come. to help us make all our wishes come true. γ
The scorching mud clinging to her whole body elegantly dyed her skirt black.
Waiting for the moment when her wish will come true, the woman whose whole body is entangled in pitch black smiles.
Get rid of all sighs, get rid of all afflictions.
In a short time, she will be given the ability to fulfill her wishes. As a universal wish machine for the realization of everything.
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