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【I/am/the/bone/of/my/sword】

She saw it.

The white-haired and red-clothed man walked silently step by step, the black and white swords in his hands slashed to remove the fog and smoke, the sound of the soles of his feet hitting the ground was swallowed up by the ruins of the beacon fire, and the body wrapped in the cloth of holy relics dissolved into the same color in the distorted face of the sky and the earth.

【Steel/is/my/body,and/fire/is/my/blood】

- like the scars of the world crying.

- Like a flame burning with blood.

【I/have/created/over/a/thousand/blades】

"Whew" makes a meaningless sound.

- How many?

- How long has it been?

[I want to get this reward at this moment.] And——]

He did perform miracles.

[—And I give you my death.] 】

Without hesitation. After the end of the end, you can continue to carry out the ideal, and you can not calculate it with transactions.

However, he was ruthlessly betrayed by his own ideals.

The way for everyone to be happy, no.

【Unknown/to/death】

- I killed hundreds, thousands, thousands.

- I have saved a hundredfold and a thousand times more people in this way.

It's just that what has been done and what has been done are not things that can be placed at both ends of the scale and the order can be determined by weight.

"Phew" a self-loathing tone.

- Like, I didn't think his death was worth putting on the scales.

- Like, he didn't think that his suffering could be treated with any mercy or redemption.

【Nor/known/to/life】

Then, I saw her.

Through the flames of the ruins and the smoke of the wasteland, the strange girl looked at him with some kind of momentum, raising the dagger-shaped crystal, the magic surging and setting off a wave of wind like an angry tide, and the hem of the red trench coat and the double ponytail flew together.

"Cough"

Hoarse to the point of dryness, his voice tensed and fell silent.

- Destruction, destruction or destruction, except for the liberation of the true name, the body of this guardian has never spoken, except for the sword in his hand, this iron heart has never wanted to communicate. The fishy sweet taste in his throat still stubbornly lingered, just for a moment, some kind of secret impulse.

In contrast, the black and white swords in his hands let out a clear chirp.

【Have/withstood/pain/to/creat/many/weapons】

The torrent of light drew a straight line between the two. The white warriors flew, the black Mo Ye shattered, and the fragments of famous swords splashed everywhere, and Ajax made a glass-like crisp sound.

Ploughed over, and the earth was devoured and opened wide ravines.

As long as it's a sword, there's no reason why this body will lose. Even the highest level of terrestrial armament of mankind is copied to you. It's not much different, it's not a fake without content, and even the ideas and experiences in it are read. This is the only thing the knight has, giving the remnants of the red sword mound before and after death.

- As long as the sword is projected, it will be invincible.

- Only the sword of the projection can be invincible.

Lying heavily in the trench, Eagle Eye stared directly at the sun as the smoke tore through it, indifferently chewing on these self-mutters.

However.

Don't look.

Do not read.

Don't parse that sword.

Somewhere in my heart is shouting, there will be something that cannot even be feared. Is it the heart eye that has been tempered by a mortal?

Projecting that sword is tantamount to self-destruction, and such a reason is not something to be considered.

Probably, from the moment those embodied fantasies began to shatter, there must have been some collapse in my beliefs.

The smoke of gunpowder gradually drifted away.

That's it, as a guardian, you will also have disasters that you can't solve.

Unexpectedly, it's a little pleasant.

Hum. A cynical, disgusting, contemptuous smile.

【Yet,those/hands/will/never/hold/anything】

…… The dilated pupils shrank suddenly. One hand parted the glare of sunlight, grabbed his chest, and slowly lifted it off the ground.

What kind of momentum was that, he forgot to breathe.

- "Finally, I got you."

【So/as/I/pray——】

The magical girl who came across countless parallel dimensions gently moved her face closer to the guardian, the light of her lake-blue eyes trembling slightly as if it was about to burn his skin, and then—

An irrepressible smile was raised, and the angular sword-like stone was picked up, and on the head where the stubborn white hair was hidden, a correction iron fist came fiercely.

————————————Stay· Night