Have you ever faced a tornado?

Didn't you?

But I must have seen it in movies, in books, in my imagination. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And at this moment, the kind of tornado that exists in the imagination of movies and books is raging in the basement.

-- A tornado storm of bright red magic is raging.

The wall clock on the wall was crushed to powder, and the few chairs scattered were turned to wood powder under the raging torrent of magic.

The decoration of the basement was ruined.

The only ones who are safe in the field are Webber, Skaha, Sakura and the source of the magic torrent: the magic array, right?

Sakura fell to the ground with her back to the ground, already fainting, and the bright red magic torrent washed her body countless times.

Strengthen the liver, strengthen the bones, strengthen the epithelium.

Crush the impurities, then wrap them in a torrent of magic and bring them out of her body, and if those impurities have magical powers, separate the pure magic from there, and then throw the impurities away.

――Impurities with magical powers, naturally they are marker insects.

The red torrent went berserk, rolling through her body again and again.

They slid into her fragile body with ease, doing the rough and irritable scrubbing work again and again.

It's because of the rudeness and irritability that the pain can't be hidden.

Even if she was ravaged by the sea of insects in the wormhole, she no longer cared about the pain, and she fainted directly.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

The other half, Weber, who also fell limply to the ground.

Sweat is like a spring, drop after drop, dripping to the ground.

Webb is feeling bad right now.

Very bad.

The whole body was soft, and the blood seemed to be coagulated, and the body was cold.

My head was a little confused, and the magic was involuntarily withdrawn from my body.

"I'm going to die if I do this twice... What do you mean by only hurting your vitality..."Webb couldn't help but complain.

But-

Webb struggled to raise his eyes to look at the little girl in the center of the magic circle.

"It's almost over."

Every time the torrent of magic entered her body and brought out impurities, the red magic would appear black, but now, black was getting rarer and rarer.

"It's not so much a 'removal' as a renovation," Weber laughed wryly.

He really couldn't see where this violent torrent of magic seemed to be a simple "removal" of magic...

-- But Weber is right, this project is not just a removal project.

Skaha had done a good job and a half, but after hearing Webber say that the night of the wild goose was leaving, he thought that he couldn't waste it, so he fused the two magic arrays to form a larger project.

So what was originally just a project to remove the marker worm in Makiri Sakura's body became a project to remove and then turn the magic in the marker worm into her own magic.

At the same time, her magic circuit was strengthened, and her flesh was washed again, clean and pure like a baby.

Time, little by little, passes.

Weber, however, became more and more sober.

The speed at which the mana in his body was drawn began to slow down, and the rotation speed of the torrent of red mana that was raging in the field began to decrease, and the original deep red began to fade.

"It's over." After a few moments, the red torrent of magic dissipated, and Webber staggered to his feet.

"It's over."

Skaha's faint voice seemed a little tired, and she walked over and gently picked up Sakura Makiri.

Then, Reiko condensed, and white home clothes appeared in the air, but Skaha was not worn on his body, but on the girl in his arms.

"Huh? What are you doing? Webber was stunned, and he was a little confused by Skaha's inexplicable actions.

Manifest white loungewear and put it on Sakura? For the sake of cold resistance? The clothes don't look like they can protect against the cold...

"Her clothes were crushed." Skaha glanced at Webb, and the cold words he uttered directly dissipated the jumbled thoughts in Webb's mind.

"That's right." Webber nodded, looking at Sakura Makiri, who was in Skaha's arms, her eyes tightly closed, and the soul suppression enchantment on her face had dissipated. "Take her to her room and let her rest."

Skaha nodded silently, and then as she passed by Webb's side, she suddenly glanced at Webb, who had been looking at her.

“――――！”

Webber felt confused for a moment, and then fell limply again, but this time, he fainted.

Skaha hugged Sakura in one arm, then stretched out his other arm and held Webb.

"It's time for you to rest..."

-- Time 05:23.

Webb woke up from his dream again, and then stared blankly at the ceiling.

He knew what was going on, and because of that he was speechless.

How can a servant hypnotize his master every day to make him sleep?

"Are you awake?" The same words, the same tone, as if recreating the scene at noon, the black and purple spirit son condensed, and the white clothes of Skaha appeared. “．．． Don't blame me, you have to rest in that situation. ”

"Well," Webb sighed, "I told me I'd rest on my own, and I won't do that anymore." ”

Skaha nodded repeatedly.

It's night.

Webb, who saw Skaha's nod, turned his head and saw through the transparent curtain that it was pitch black outside. Suddenly, my heart moved.

The dark night is the stage of the war of fate.

"Master, how long have I been asleep?" Obviously he saw the watch and asked this because Webb was afraid that he would sleep for a day and a night. But that's obviously impossible.

"Three or four hours." Skaha said.

"......" Webb was silent, he still remembered the events of the third night in Fate/Zero.

Kenneth took Dilumudo to get revenge on Emiya Kiritsugu because his residence had been bombed. In the meantime, Caster Gilles de Les and Yan Feng Qili, who is eager to know the meaning of his existence, also entered this duel.

"Tsk." Webber smacked his lips, and although he wasn't too interested in tonight's events, he was a little curious about what level of mission he would accomplish if he made Caster kneel tonight.

Caster died here, but there would be no future sea demons and so on.

"Master, what happens when you go out to play?" Webber got out of bed and moved his body, he was in good shape, and he had more than half of the magic in his body - he was ready to go out.

"Oh?" Skaha raised her eyebrows, her arms folded over her chest, she looked at Webber in the coat she had taken off, and smiled helplessly. "Before I thought about it, someone said I was a battle maniac, but now, someone wants to go out and find something?"

"Well, it's okay, since it's the master's order, then I, as a servant, accept it!"