[[[CP|W:426|H:299|A:L|U:http://file1.qidian.com/chapters/20158/6/3391631635744707396481122138894.jpg]]] - Tell me the story of a man.

The blood on his hands began to decay before it dripped, and the old smell lingered between the killer's fingers.

The life that is out of step with the world, but extremely restrained, makes him unexpectedly consistent with the place where he stays.

Unconsciously, he gradually identified with this place, and began to think that he needed to protect it.

Then, he met the white woman who was about to disappear.

He saved her, but not the resonance between the killers, but the other fell to the ground and that's it.

Having concluded a contract without guarantees, men define their role as tools.

There is no desire, no interest in the Holy Grail, just someone who asks for help and responds.

It's just that the rotten murderers didn't find out

What is he giving up for something?

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"Master, what is your wish?"

One day, the witch suddenly asked such a question.

"Wish?"

The man was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly but firmly.

"I don't have a wish."

Yes, men have never had any desires.

Whether it was the Holy Grail or the battle, he didn't have any interest. As it was said at the beginning, there is only one requirement for men.

Try not to disturb your life now.

"That's right," the witch was silent for a moment, ready to turn and retreat.

Suddenly, the man spoke. He rarely asks about the witch, but he knows everything about the witch. Whether it's summoning a samurai to guard the door, or sending dragontooth soldiers out of the school to sneak up on other masters, he knows it all.

“caster。”

The man called out, stopping the witch.

"What is your desire?"

"My wish?"

The witch fell silent, but the silence did not last long.

An arrogant, unruly voice echoed in the sky: "Yo, bastards. ”

Rough, as if the whole world is his, a proud and undeniable sense of existence. The golden spirit stood on the golden flying boat, looking down on the earth.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

But in the face of that golden Heroic Spirit, all the hole cards prepared by the witch before seemed to have no effect. The false assassin was hit in the head by dozens of pillars that fell from the sky before he could unleash his peerless sword skills.

Just like the name he inherited, Kojiro fell after being hit in the head.

The dragon's tooth soldiers were harvested by the opposite side like weeds, and all the magic cannons prepared by the witch in the air seemed to have lost their effectiveness, leaving only a little ripple on the golden heroic spirit.

The man with the famous masterpiece Soichiro Katsugi took a deep breath.

“caster！” He whispered to his witch, "Give me a magic boost." ”

"Master, I don't need you yet!" Don't look over the shoulders, witches. Don't leave a gaze.

"Remember when I said, when you need help, say it - I think now is the time."

Ge Mu replied calmly, dodging a glittering sword that came at him,

“”

The witch was silent for a long time, and in this silence, the dragon tooth soldiers fell in pieces, and the pillars of magic light were constantly shattered by treasures containing more mysteries, and even the floor tiles of Liudong Temple also left mottled scorched black marks under the attack of the golden heroic spirit.

"Be careful, Master."

Silence, silence, and finally, the witch spoke.

The man's body changed, something he didn't understand attached to his body, and a red pattern then appeared on the back of his hand, which was evidence that his combat power at this time was beyond the boundaries of humans.

Taking a deep breath, Kuzuki moved. Like a snake, he scurried through the rain of swords from the Treasure, sometimes hiding behind the Dragon's Tooth Soldiers, sometimes jumping in the dead spots of the enemy's vision.

And the weapon thrown by the other party did not even touch the corners of his clothes.

In this way, Kuzuki quickly crossed the atrium and appeared at the bottom of the golden spaceship soaring in the starry sky.

（caster）

The arrogant golden heroic spirit showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and in the next second, in the air in front of Ge Mu, several golden ripples suddenly appeared.

This was a harbinger of his attack, and Katsuki didn't know how many times he had seen it, so it was just a moment for him to understand the other party's mentality. The golden spirit had already noticed his actions, but like a cat teasing a mouse, the golden spirit allowed Kazuki to come nearby, and only launched an attack when it saw that it was about to succeed.

(Maybe you don't even notice it)

The first, second, and third armor shot out of the golden ripples, and Katsuki tried to shoot down these weapons, but the "snake" punch he learned to kill with one blow could not be used on it, and if he shot one down, the second and third would bite his elbow deadly.

"Poof~"

His left knee was pierced by a spear, and even a magically strengthened body was useless under this level of fantasy. Ge Mu's figure froze, and the next moment, more weapons appeared from the ripples, drowning him.

(Your wish is just to go back)

The dark, icy feeling gradually overwhelmed Katsuki's consciousness, and in his last gaze, it was Caster.

The witch was stunned at the moment, and she watched in a daze as Ge Mu was little by little covered by the shining treasures, and in the end, only a slight murmur came out.

It's so far away that no amount of sound can be transmitted.

However, she really heard, saw and perceived, and she didn't know if it was her delusion or if it was an auditory hallucination. However, if Kazuki is still an image that the witch understands, he will definitely say so.

"I'm sorry"

He said.

"There's no way you've got your wish come true."

The golden cup hung high in the sky, and in a trance, it looked like the golden heroic spirit that Medea had fought against a few days ago.

How did she beat that guy at that time?

I can't remember clearly, but it's a direct projection of the treasure? Or bathe in the torrential rain of the Noble Phantasm with the Golden Fleece? Or did he detonate half of his spirit core and unleash the most powerful magic in his life?

The witch can't remember anymore.

After that, the blue spearmen, the noble swordsmen, the red archers, and even the last black berserker, fell under her. How many people did she kill? Having lost the supply of mana, how many souls have been plundered to fill it? The rotting blood had already penetrated from her skin to her bones, and she had even lost her last bottom line.

Wanting to be free, she thought. This should have been her original wish, to be free, not to be a puppet of any god, not to be a puppet of any magician, to be sent and played with. This was what she thought at first, her own wish.

But after that, she gradually understood her thoughts.

Her real wish is actually very simple.

She wants to go home.

Return to the hometown of the dragon that is not a pawn, but a dragon with laughter, a sea breeze, and a tree, guarding the golden sheepskin.

"But"

Running his fingers across the coffin, he pushed it away, and underneath that, Ge Mu's pale face.

"I've changed my mind."

Infatuated, the witch put her face on Kazuki's face.

"Master: No, Katsukid-sama."

Traces of rain began to drip from the gloomy sky, and before long, the rain covered the sky.

It's like that day, the day Kazuki picked up the witch.

It's like that day, the day Kazuki left the witch.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you."

All the time, all the time, the witch said to Katsuki.

Everything I do, is for the sake of your wishes, for you to achieve victory.

But she always knew that Ge Mu had never had any wishes, and everything she did was for herself.

"My Wish"

Before the arrival of the golden Heroic Spirit, it may have been realized all along.

The Holy Grail in the sky emitted magical fluctuations, layer after layer, clinging to the bottom of the dark clouds, scattering in all directions.

The powder of light blue light spilled from Caster's body, the magic that made up her body, and it was dissipating away from her with the attraction of the Holy Grail in the sky. Soon, the last part of her will be gone.

"Goodbye, Master."

The magic of the last part was filled in, and the famous thing of the Holy Grail accepted the wish of the caster who turned itself into the last piece of the puzzle, and the brilliance of silver fell on Soichiro Katsuki.

Slowly, he opened his eyes, as if he didn't know what was going on.

He should be dead, Katsuki is sure of this.

But now the situation was sudden, and he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly sat up from the coffin.

“caster！”

There was no one around.

“caster？ Where are you? ”

Only the last night rain continued to fall.

“caster？！ Explain the situation! ”

“caster？ Where are you? ”

“caster？ Where are you? ”

“caster？ caster,caster!”

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