"Ha~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Ueya's side, Illya yawned nonchalantly.

"Ah, everyone is tired, let's stop here today, there is Archer outside, and Saber inside, it should be fine." Emiya also looked tired.

"Rest assured, Master, now I have the confidence to repel any enemy!" Saber, who is in a state of explosive strength, seems to be very eager to fight a battle to relieve his previous depression.

"Then let's do it, everyone rest early, it's still not good to overdraw your energy." Ueya, who seems to have some of the leaders of Fan, agreed with Emiya's opinion.

"Ah~~~~ That, I still have a question." Rin looked at Kamiya again.

"What's the problem?"

"How much truth did you tell at the time?" Rin looked at Kamiya with a look of "you know".

“………… It's all my ~~~~~~ according to my own perception."

(That is, it's basically nonsense.................. Rin faintly hurt.

"So, will that sword really change?" Rin looked at Kamiya suspiciously.

"Yes, the legend is like this......" Ueya also fell into thought.

"It just so happens that Saber is here, how about letting her try?" Rin finally said what she had been trying to say, and she carefully waited in her heart for Ueya's answer.

"No problem, I just want to try it too."

"Zheng!" Kamiya drew his sword.

"That...... Master...... "Saber still looked a little hesitant.

"I know, it's okay." Ueya still handed the sword to Saber.

"Smack~~~" Saber took the golden sword, however, nothing changed......

"Alas, it's really fake, legends are legends." Rin shook her head and went to sleep.

Rin took the lead, and everyone dispersed. The Lord of the Upper Valley also followed the flow of people into the corridor.

"Master......" Saber stopped, looking at Kamiya with some complexity.

"Huh?" Kamiya was also a little sleepy, and didn't notice Saber's expression.

"You...... That's what summoned me with this sword...... Is that ......."

"Well~~~~ I didn't know how at the time, so I thought of King Arthur. Actually, I ...... I am not very familiar with the legend of King Arthur, and I ...... Not very interested. Disturbed you...... I'm really sorry. At this, Kamiya looked at Saber apologetically.

"Thank you for your sincerity, Master." Saber's clear eyes grew brighter and brighter in the moonlight.

“………… This sword............ Please cherish it by all means. Saber solemnly held it in front of Kamiya with both hands.

"Hmm." Between the two who have a good heart, there is no need to say much.

"It'...... Still hating me...... Laugh at me...... Reject me......" Saber lowered his head, once again sinking into the heavy past.

"Saber......" Kamiya wanted to persuade.

"It hated me for throwing it back into the lake and mocked me for escaping the impending fate...... Reject me...... Refuse to let me use it again......" Saber's body trembled slightly.

"And...... This is a sword that can only be used by real heroes, real strong, and now I ...... Not even human...... It is also a matter of course to be rejected by it. ”

"You ............" Kamiya wanted to say something, but found that he had nothing to say.

"I didn't expect that even if it was like this, my judgment and it would be the same. It may also ...... It's called fate...... But...... It's really nice to meet you, Ryuichi, my Master. ”

The blonde girl carefully put the sword into the boy's scabbard.

"Me too...... I can have you as my servant...... It was my greatest pleasure. ”

In the bright moonlight, the boy and the girl looked at each other, confiding in each other and admiring each other, and their hearts gradually ......

"Click~~~~~" The lights in the hallway were suddenly turned on.

"You're here~~~~~ Kamiya~~~~~" Shin Lighthouse Shirou appeared on the other side of the hallway.

However, he didn't notice that two annoyed laments of chagrin came from the two bedrooms not far away.

"Shirou, this big idiot!" Lying on the cot with great interest, Illya, who seemed to be listening to the semiconductor, slammed the keyboard, turned over on one side, and was really ready to start sleeping.

"That stupid ........." At the same time, Rin, who was sitting on the bed, was also holding his forehead and sighing.

"Alright Archer, go back to your post."

"Rin, all sorts of unexpected and reasonable difficulties are the big difference between a romantic drama and a soap opera." Archer said playfully.

"Okay~~~~ I know it's ~~~~~ hard work~~~~~" Rin waved his hand in pain and sent Archer back to his post.

However, the lighthouse Shirou in the corridor is also very hard for his own ideals.

"That...... Can you lend me your sword? ”

"Huh?" Kamiya was a little confused.

"That...... I find it difficult to project real relics, but if you are an imitation...... It should still be fine. I...... Love your sword, so ...... If you want to try to make some more with projection magic, the original holy relic...... I didn't think about it so much, but if it's an imitation...... I hope you can let me try it......"

"Ah, no problem." Kamiya handed the sword to Emiya.

"Thank you." Emiya took the sword, looked at it for a while, and then left.

"It's not early." Kamiya looked at Saber.

"Well, don't worry." The two looked at each other and smiled, tacitly understanding, and the two had been firmly connected together.

Two days later, the Wei Palace, the warehouse

The zero o'clock where the dates meet, there is silence. The moonlight of Youlan enters the warehouse from the window, and the shadows seem to be there.

"Everyone is waiting for Lancer's Master to recharge their batteries, and I'm going to take advantage of this opportunity...... Next time, we must not drag everyone back again.

"—Traceon" Emiya Shirou once again used the projection magic he had practiced the other day, and began to fill the back bone with new nerves.

Create a magic circuit in your body to generate magic like breathing, and grasp the structure of the sword in your hand.

"-Basic bones, explanation" will pass the magic into it, so that the sword will be "analyzed".

Explain the structure and copy the content. As always, he was indeed predestined.

The projection, which did not have a high success rate, is now proceeding smoothly, and it seems that the work of making the magic loop can be completed in one go.

It's just that I'm just imitating. It was obtained from a friend, the "counterfeit holy sword". As long as the imitation is successful, Emiya Shirou's strength will increase. Even if you know it's not your own, you can only rely on it now.

With Saber and Ueya practicing their skills in the dojo for the past two days, and Rin and Illya also "plotting" to recreate the so-called great magic of the Battle of Caster, Emiya Shirou strengthened his determination not to stand still again.

If he studied these projects seriously and repeatedly, he might be able to replicate this sword, and he could be sure of it.

"Something similar to reinforcement but different. It's not the beginning of the cohomology (traceon), but the beginning of the projection (traceon). The pronunciation of the text itself doesn't change, and there's no need to change the spell since the meaning of making it work the same. Besides, he only knew one kind of spell to rewrite himself, and he could only use one kind of incantation.

With this in mind, Emiya gave up the sword that had been half copied, as the left half of his body was still paralyzed. Although he was optimistic that he would be able to recover as long as he had one more day off today, things did not go so smoothly.

If this is the price of using disproportionate magic - imitating the holy sword, then when you use the "projection" again, it may be the time for ugly self-destruction.

"Whew-" Emiya Shirou expelled the stinging pain in his back bone. The body is liberated from the toxin of the magic circuit, and the stiff tension is slowly relieved.

"Is most of the body paralyzed?" In front of the open gate, stood a knight in a red coat.

"Of course, it's true."

“Archer！“ Emiya Shirou was a little surprised.

"Drown with your ideals"

The words he said at the moment before he wanted to kill himself still lingered in his mind.

"So, what's the matter with you, Archer, your words, can't you come to say hello~~~~~" Emiya really still can't get used to this guy. Although the difference in thinking is also a reason, just seeing each other like this will immediately feel a chill down the spine, and it must be physiologically incompatible.

"Hmph. I heard from Rin that you did the projection, and sure enough, that's the case. Half of the body doesn't feel it, and the movement is about seven inches worse than what I thought, right? “

“！？“ Emiya swallowed unconsciously. What Archer points out is frighteningly accurate.

"Let me see your body. Maybe it can help," Archer held out.

Emiya took off his shirt and turned his back to Archer.

Archer silently reached behind Emiya's back.

Emiya felt a slight pain. The left half of his body, which didn't even feel pain, suddenly felt like receiving acupuncture.

"Good luck man. I thought it was all bad, but it turned out that I just opened the closed things. In that case, it will be restored in a few days. Archer said as he examined, as if he were really a doctor.

"Closed things, opened?" Emiya was puzzled.

"That's right. Because you seem to have misunderstood, the magic circuit is not something to be made but to be revealed. It's just something that needs to be made once, and then just be made to the surface. Because you have this misconception, you give up the circuit that could have been used and fall asleep. “

"Your paralysis is only a temporary thing. It's the result of the magic that you have been using until now when the circuit is fully opened, and the circuit itself is in an 'unexpected' state. But, in any case, you have already ventilated the abandoned area. Sooner or later, the nerves will recall their normal functions, and the abandoned circuits will return to their normal use."

"Hmm-" Emiya Shirou felt the pain of acupuncture again.

From this whole day, there was no feeling in itself, and a sure pulse could be heard.

"That's it. When you can move your body, you will become a better magician than before. After all, trying to make my sword the first time was a bit greedy," Archer's hand removed.

Archer turned his back to Emiya and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute," Emiya called out to him.

"'Drown with ideals' what the hell do you mean by that sentence you threw at me!"

That's what it means. There's nothing to add to," Archer replied earnestly, without confusion.

"And what about you, Archer! Tell me not to have ideals, what are you fighting for? Servant's words must have their own purpose. So, what is the point of your fighting. You don't have ideals, what are you fighting for?" asked Wei Gong rhetorically.

"Knowingly advisors. The meaning of my fight is simply for myself. Boring human accidents, righteous reputations, ideal goals. Ambiguous meanings like that are just fakes. If you want to lift a sword, it should only be for the fulfillment of your desires. There is no reason for this."

"Just for ...... Just for yourself? Emiya was a little surprised.

"That's right. If your desire is the ideal of 'harming no one,' then it's up to you. If you want to save someone so much, go for it. It's just that...... That's really your own desire......"

"What......" Emiya stopped thinking.

This guy just said, what.

"If you fight with your own will, this crime and punishment will be born of your own. Even everything that is carried is part of the ideal. But if this is a borrowed will, the ideal you advocate will degenerate into a utopian dream."

Other words. That's a fake.

"There is a reason to fight. But that is definitely not ideal. If you fight for your ideals, you can only save your ideals. There, there is no way to save others"

Emiya Shirou couldn't make a sound, he couldn't refute it. Archer's words pierced his heart.

"The meaning of fighting is the desire to save something. At least that's for you, Emiya Shirou" Archer didn't seem to realize Emiya's state.

But salvation for others is not salvation. What is suitable for a person is only his own meaning and result. Salvation for others, that kind of thing is like a gold coin. As long as you use it, it will go back to someone else's hands."

Emiya Shirou did not refute and could not refute.

"Therefore your ideals are meaningless. Indeed, your wish to save someone can be realized. But there is no desire to save yourself. You hold on to borrowed ideals that don't belong to you, and you won't be able to get out of this cycle until you die. “

That's all I want to say. There is nothing at the end of saving others. In the end, neither others nor oneself can be saved, and life is like a lie."

The red back faded away.

Emiya Shirou couldn't find the words to speak.

The shadow faded away.

And Emiya Shirou, who was left in the warehouse, was still staring at the back of the guy who was already far away.