Listening to the voice that existed in distant memory, Jian Tong was stunned.

The voice that I never forgot in my heart.

However, before he could react, the black mud that had been stagnant around him suddenly surged, completely facing him from all directions

The old man suddenly woke up from his memories, the changes around him made him have no time to immerse himself in some vague and fragmented long-term memories, he seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, but it didn't matter.

As long as you're alive, you'll be able to remember it later.

But the black mud around him carried a huge amount of magic, and suddenly slapped it towards the dirty inkstone.

In the eyes of the decaying old man, black mud obscured his vision...... Why would all the evil of this world attack him?

It hasn't been summoned yet, so it should follow Sakura's orders.

And Sakura should be under the control of his brain worm......

The girl's laughter sounded softly: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, just now I was just relying on the connection between insects to determine where all your bodies and bodies are...... Now, grandpa, you can't escape. ”

The black mud blocked all the insects' escape directions, enveloping them completely, and then Sakura stretched out her slender white fingers, and the fingers carrying the blood-colored magic circuit gently stroked the center of her chest.

Her fingers slid like blades.

Rin Tosaka couldn't help but shudder, her eyes widened, and she watched her sister's every movement with great nervousness.

Don't have an accident, absolutely not, Sakura.

The scene in front of me looks extremely thrilling.

Because...... The blackened girl is inserting her finger into her heart, reaching deep into her nerves, and then slowly pulling a worm out of it in the splatters of blood!

A huge black magic surged around the girl.

"Ahh!!h

An unusually terrifying, chaotic shout rang out from the swarm not far away, "Sakura, you, what are you doing?!" ”

Digging into her heart and nerves, the girl showed a casual smile, and the blood flowed, but the terrible wound on her heart healed instantly, and even the black clothes that were cut by her slender fingers were intact.

It was only at the moment of turning into the carrier of the Holy Grail, relying on the miraculous magic of the Great Grail, that Sakura had the opportunity to achieve such a life-and-death transformation-like action.

Sakura's gaze became unusually attentive again, and she carefully observed the grandfather, grandfather, grandfather-like bug in her hand.

"What, it's so easy to do...... I thought my grandfather was even bigger. After all, Sakura had received some influence from all the evils in this life, and her tone was a little different from her usual gentle serenity.

Why is that power gone, and Sakura still able to resist him?

The frightened voice of the Kiriki inkstone sounded in the pile of insects not far away: "Wait, wait, wait, Sakura!" I've been planning for you! How can you do this, such a stupid thing that will take revenge......"

The old man seemed to have forgotten what he had done.

If it was the gentle girl she used to be, she might really let go of the worm in her hand because she was pitiful.

But......

"Goodbye, grandpa. In order to achieve what that person wants to accomplish, you can't do it without disappearing...... I've been in the ground for 200 years, so I'm tired, and it's okay to disappear. ”

Kuroka Sakura smiled gracefully, and the black flame suddenly swayed in her hand, celebrating the independence of the girl.

Disappear, how can it disappear.

Mission 2 is just one step away from completion.

The tiny, twisted insect suddenly let out a violent wail in the flames in Sakura's palm, turning into a cloud of blood.

And in the pile of insects not far away, every insect was constantly crushed by the huge black magic power, and the soul contained in it was constantly shattered.

Wait a minute...... Don't want to die yet!

The bugs struggled in the black mud, trying to gather into human form, but in vain.

Although his soul was about to drift around, the pieces of flesh that the worms had tried to condense were still crawling on the ground.

What an obsession this is.

The insect that should be immobile and has no trace of action, but moves forward with obsession.

"Marchiri...... Haven't given up yet? Suddenly, an unusually crisp and gentle voice sounded in front of him.

In the last sight of the innocent inkstone, in that shaky sight, the beautiful figure of a silver-haired girl appeared.

The bug looked up at the girl in fascination.

Marchi, are you calling him?

Who's that?

Wait, it seems that something has been forgotten, and I am about to think about it.

The old magician, who had lived for more than two hundred years, was an ugly thing that had turned into a bug, and it was not the silver-haired girl who walked in front of him who was looking at him at the moment.

Rather, the beautiful woman who exists in a long memory.

It was two hundred years ago, in order to construct the Great Holy Grail, he made himself a living sacrifice and incarnated as a companion of the Heavenly Cup.

No matter how the years pass, the light does not fade and always lives in the heart, the original golden saint of the Einzberen family.

From the day they met, her face never aged.

And at this moment, the golden chalice of this era, with the voice of the saintess of winter that has always existed in memory, sounded in front of the Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone: "Answer me, you, why don't you want to die?" ”

It's a nostalgic voice that has come back in memory countless times.

“……”

The simple question made the painful and struggling insects stop, and the thoughts of the dirty inkstone of the masquerador also stagnated.

Why do you want to live?

The answer seems to be strange when it is spoken.

Why don't you want to die?

Obviously, as long as this long life is over, he can be liberated from this long suffering, but why do he still keep holding on to all the pain and clinging to the decaying life...... Why?

"Hahaha......" There was a sudden absurd laughter from the tattered pile of worms.

Come to think of it.

When he was a machiri, he lived for a noble purpose.

It's not about controlling the world yourself, it's about transforming yourself, all human lives, into something new.

Reach beyond the world that no one has ever reached, reach the end, go out on the horizon that no one can imagine, and realize the ideal land that no human can describe.

Seek the Holy Grail for this, and want to live for it.

There is only one thing in the Marchiri's dream.

At that time, the messenger of justice had exactly the same dream as Emiya Kiritsugu - everything was to abolish all the sins of this world.

For the sake of an ideal that could not be realized at all, Marchiri at that time constantly gambled his life.

When did you forget it?

Is it in the long fate of pursuing it, in order to survive and complete it, in the constant transformation of the body with insects, the soul begins to decay?

“…… It's a pity, it's still one step away...... Heh, I really want to go back to that time. ”

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

However, no matter how brilliant the goals of the past were, the current Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone is still an evil demon who continues to carry out evil deeds.

In the surging magic, the bugs began to shatter completely.

Illya sighed slightly at the ashes of history, and then ran back to Sakura, who seemed to be a little shorter again.

Each generation of Einzbellen's Holy Grail carriers inherits the memories of the Winter Maiden, who incarnated as the core of the Great Holy Grail two hundred years ago.

In fact, the object of imitation of the Golden Grail of Einzberren in each generation is the Winter Maiden.

In special moments, they can make themselves like the Winter Maiden...... You can even use your own life to play the "cup of heaven" that can completely save one person.

Illya looked at the figure emerging from behind Sakura and laughed happily, she wanted to save that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.