Ten years ago.

Shirou has encountered such a scene, and the burning flames seem to connect the sky and the earth.

Flickering flames, shining through the void of chaos and uncertainty—

Baking the hard canopy that covers the top.

However, this is not a proper sacrifice, the sky that binds the universe is not only deep underground, but even the torch that shines on the chaos is not red, but black.

The air that is turbid by the absence of wind and the water droplets that seep out of the rock wall are all highly poisonous in color.

It is said that it is an underground country where dragons live, but in fact, it is more like a dragon's stomach pouch.

There are no people, no living beings, this is the scene of the end of the world, and those who will seek salvation in such a place, and those who will sacrifice in this abnormal state must be those who have escaped the sun.

Only Shirou survived the disaster.

"You have to be a help to others, and you've always been driven by this obsessiveness. I didn't feel that it was painful, and I didn't even have time to notice the flaws in it, I just ran blindly. Quite stupid, stupid disgusting. Archer gave up the obsession in his heart, because he was completely destroyed by reality, and seeing his former self still following the stupid path only made him angrier.

"What does it matter, if you give up so easily, what do you think I have insisted on for so many years?"

Repeated negation.

Desperately and constantly denying Archer, so as to reflect the value of persistence.

This is how Shirou and Archer veto each other.

"So in the end it's just a fake. That kind of hypocrisy won't save anyone. No, in the first place, there was no decision about what to save! ”

Archer's power was on the verge of rivaling Berserker's, and such a blow could easily knock Shirou away.

However, Shirou insisted on standing and resisted.

If you fall, you can't get up again, and your body stubbornly refuses to fall.

The disappearing cadre is inserted into the ground to support his weight, and his body is still in a forward posture, and he cannot even straighten it up.

In terms of momentum, Shirou has not fallen.

But that insistent posture was really embarrassing, and it looked like he was about to kneel.

"Your ideals are flawed. The idea that others are more important than oneself, and the desire to make everyone happy, is just a fantasy fairy tale. If you have to hold this thing to survive, drown it. ”

There is no value in survival, there is no value in the whole life, and even if there is a trace of value, Archer will not appear here.

"In that case, then why haven't you killed me until now?"

Emiya Shirou couldn't have beaten Archer the Heroic Spirit, and there was no such thing as victory or defeat in the first place. As long as Emiya Shirou is alive, the victory will be his.

Archer can't kill him, and that means defeat.

In fact, the difference in strength between the two sides is obvious, and it stands to reason that it will not evolve into such a fierce confrontation.

However, the heart of not wanting to lose is physically unadmitted, and Archer can't break Shirou's heart, even if it makes no sense to kill him.

"Well, you know that. As long as you don't give in, I won't be able to win as Valhalla. ”

That's right..

Shirou knew very well that as long as he stuck to his ideals and continued to work hard, the Valhalla Palace would not be able to defeat him, and that ideal Shirou had always believed that it was right.

"What's wrong with an unattainable ideal, if you can't achieve it in one day, then pursue one day, and if you can't achieve it in a lifetime, then pursue it for a lifetime."

The ideal is unshakable.

On the contrary, it is precisely because it is an unattainable dream and an impossible ideal that Shirou has been able to catch up with Kiritsugu.

Even if it can't be achieved.

If you keep running, one day, you will be able to get close to that place.

"It doesn't matter who you lose, but I won't lose to you."

The body slashed by the sword was covered with bruises.

The fingers were broken, the hands and feet were cracked, and I didn't even notice it, and my breathing had already stopped.

If the speed of the dash is not worth mentioning, the swing of the blow is also mediocre.

Obviously, he has absorbed Archer's knowledge and has reached a realm where he can adapt to combat, but his posture has returned to his original boyish appearance.

It's a mediocre blow.

…… However.

This blow was heavier than any blow all along.

"Tsk-"

The sword strike was like a madness, and the sword danced with a creak at a speed far beyond his imagination.

The intensity of the sword halberds that clashed with each other was incomparable to the one before.

"Although he has Saber's scabbard, he has to endure the pain of torn flesh in such a deadly fight, which is really a lifeless guy." Outside the court, Tosaka couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The long sword struck at the enemy who was already dying, and Shirou waved his sword recklessly, and the halberds of the two fighting each other, the entire space was filled with sparks, and what invaded it would be cut off in an instant.

It looks like the last flame of a dying man, and Shirou gasps for breath with every blow he releases, and even almost falls, but after all his strength, he keeps standing still and swinging the next blow.

Still, why, in the hand of the sword, there is infinite power.

It is no longer even possible to know what the enemy is doing, whether the sword he has swung has worked, the muscles screaming as they seek oxygen, and the lack of blood ordering him to stop moving, suppressing it all, and then delivering a blow equal to the pain of hell.

"I see, as long as I am still obsessed with you, will I definitely lose?"

Looking at such a scene, Arhcer was convinced that he had a strength far superior to that of the other party, but he could not achieve victory, and Emiya Shirou's cowardice was not even the courage to cut off the past.

"Cut, what a boring bondage, Emiya Shirou, you won." Archer was stunned by his boring thoughts, and the ideal struggle was that he lost.

"Now, you can die in peace."

But the murderous spirit has reached its peak.

As the identity of the Valhalla, Archer was defeated, and the next step was to fight on behalf of the [God], so that Emiya Shirou was like an ant in his eyes.

The ideal end?

Partners in justice?

Archer, who fights for God, doesn't care about that.

"Joan of Arc, Saber!"

Without the need for a grunt to command, the two women had already prepared in advance and rushed to the battlefield.

"I gave up, I still wanted to subdue you, so let's die together."

Archer didn't even breathe the same as before.

The impregnated Heroic Spirit is no longer a normal servant, and he has only been restrained before.

Now, however, there is no longer a need.