Accompanied by droplets, the black mud scattered and cracked. A foreign body that could not be digested even by using all the resentment, emerged from the black mud.

In the burning ruins, he again stood on the ground.

The body with the perfect golden ratio is no longer a spirit in the Servant period, but a real physical body. The black mud that denies all life turns the impurities mixed in the body into crystals and discardes them, but as a result, a certain heroic spirit realizes his wish to obtain a physical body and return to the present world.

Even standing in the middle of the scorching hell, the majesty emanating from the king's body made the surrounding flames dare not get close. Gilgamesh generously bared the statue-like [***] while sneering impatiently.

"--I actually use such a thing as a wish machine to fight for your life. It's really a frustration on this show."

But this is not bad - touching the new ** that he accidentally obtained, the hero king felt very satisfied.

"Will Providence let me reign again in this era...... Hmph, the previous test was boring enough. But it's okay, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, let's accept the reality."

Although it was very troublesome, since this was a challenge to the gods to themselves, there was no reason not to fight it. To himself as a hero king, Gilgamesh smiled bitterly again.

Through the deep darkness, Yan Feng Qili regained consciousness.

The first sensation was heat, followed by the smell of burning human fat. When I opened my eyes and looked around, the flames in front of me seemed to be scorching the sky.

"This is ......"

He had thought that he had come into contact with the dirt again and had entered the world of the Holy Grail's mind. But when he saw the [***] man next to him, he immediately denied this possible surname.

"Gilgamesh...... What's going on?"

"You're such a troublesome man. It's going to take me a lot of effort to dig you out from under the rubble."

Qili struggled to use her dazed brain to think, trying to grasp the whole story. The last memory is the large prop warehouse of the Civic Hall, where he knelt on the ground and was shot from behind by Kiritsugu. -- No matter how you think about it, you should be killed instantly.

He tore open the vestment on his chest to inspect where it should have been penetrated. Suddenly, the impression of black mud appeared in front of me.

「……？」

It's an illusion. There are no scars on the chest. Try pressing your hand over your heart.

「…… Did you treat me? Gilgamesh."

"Well. You do look dead, but you are connected to me by contract. I got ** because of that mud, maybe you came back to life for some reason."

In the end, the black mud of Gilgamesh failed to completely erode it, and along the magic supply line that once connected Archer and his master, he reached the ** of Yanfeng Qili, and became a source of life force that could replace the heart. That's why Qili will be resurrected.

In other words, Qili is now living on the magic provided by "all the evils in the world".

"All the servants have been wiped out, and I'm the only one left. Do you understand what that means? Rites."

「……」

Qili, who had not yet fully sobered up, stared at Gilgamesh's red eyes.

"It's us who get the Holy Grail, so all you have to do is keep your eyes open. If the Holy Grail can truly fulfill the victor's wishes, then the sight in front of you, the Grace of the Peak, is exactly what you desire."

The Hell of the Red Lotus. The screams that came into my ears with the wind. Dancing tongues of fire. Qili stared blankly at the scene.

"That's ...... My, wish?"

Precisely. If this thing that fills the emptiness in the heart at this moment can be called "satisfaction".

"Broken and sighing...... Can it make me happy?"

Precisely. If the emotions that are surging in my heart at this moment can be called "joy".

At this time, Yan Feng Qili finally understood the body of his soul.

Everything collapses so beautifully.

Painful people are so cute.

The screams in my ears were so loud and pleasant. Charred remains are so ridiculous.

「…… Haha."

Unable to restrain the emotions that had reached the boiling point, Qili laughed desperately.

What kind of sin is this. What a cruel devil you are.

This kind of world, which is spurned by God, is actually full of bright joy.

"What am I? Hahaha, what am I!?"

Even the heart-wrenching sense of despair is so sweet. Qili's body trembled with laughter. His touch from the tips of his fingers to the top of his head is unusually clear and distinct.

Ah, I'm alive now—

I real, right here—

The first time I realized it, the first time I really realized that I was connected to the world.

"Why is it so twisted? Why is it so filthy? Am I really a descendant of Yan Feng Lizheng? Hahahaha, impossible! That's impossible! What is this!? Could it be that my father was able to give birth to a dog!? ”

Qili found the truth from a place that was completely contrary to her own beliefs. The result of this irony turned out to be very happy.

How many detours I made. Are they all dreams?

Praise the preciousness of goodness and sing praises of divine beauty. It is precisely because of this belief in truth that Qili will waste more than 20 years of life. He didn't realize that his real name was completely contrary to such a truth.

"--Are you satisfied? Rites."

The priest laughed until he was exhausted, his breath was short, but he was still holding his stomach, and Gilgamesh asked in a calm tone.

"No, it's not enough, it's not enough."

Qili wiped away the tears that flowed from the laughter and shook her head.

"Indeed—I finally got the answer in a life full of question marks. That's a lot of progress. However, this does not solve any problems. I just skipped the process and method of answering the question and got the answer directly. If that's the case, how can you let me admit it, and what can I admit it?"

If God is the Creator of all things, then "happiness" is the truth for all souls.

But now, a soul who has violated morality but found happiness is real. Qili has just believed that this soul is none other than herself.

In this way, there is a contradiction between the definition of good and evil, and the place of truth. This contradiction is impossible to ignore.

There should be an obvious reason in the equation for deriving this bizarre answer. No, there must be. So what is it exactly...... I had to ask, I had to find it. Even if it takes my whole life, I have to understand. ”

After laughing maniacally, the smile remained on his grim face like the dregs of the previous manial laughter. Maybe he'll keep that expression in the future. Only by accepting the truth of oneself and the world, and being able to face everything calmly, smile calmly. Facing Yan Feng Qili's refreshing appearance, Gilgamesh nodded.

"You're really sick of it...... Well, I, Gilgamesh, will see how you carry out your fearless faith. ”

Qili looked around again, savoring the stunning scenery that the Holy Grail had brought him.

The amount of black dirt that ignited the entire neighborhood should not be enough to compare to the amount left in the Great Grail. When all the dirt is released, what kind of hell will it look like in front of you?

Yes - its existence is as unethical as the rites. Now that I think about it, when I saw that illusion, Qili had anticipation in my heart. If such a "thing" is actually born and proves its existence, it may be possible to deduce other explanations that have nothing to do with ethics and morality.

"All the evil in the world—

Thinking a little impatiently, Qili spat out the name.

It must be found again, it must be witnessed again, its birth, and the value of its existence.

- Suddenly, Qili noticed a figure appear from the other side of the dancing tongue of fire.

His windbreaker, fanned by the heat, was torn in several places. Stained with black stains. The man walked like a sleepwalker, unsteady on the burning streets.

He is Kiritsugu Emiya. Although it is not clear what happened, it seems that he lost Saber and survived the fire.

What didn't match his domineering footsteps was the terrifying momentum when he looked around, like a wailing ghost hovering in a scorching hell. It was clear that he was looking for something, and he was not even afraid to die in the fire in order to find it.

Did he find out that he couldn't kill Qili, so he chased after him?

Just as he was thinking like this, the eyes of the two intertwined. Qili took his empty gaze without flinching.

Let's fight.

Although the injuries to her right hand and left leg are still the same, Qili doesn't think she will lose at this moment. He recalled once again the reluctance of the previous battle to divide the winner. He won't give up without returning the color.

But things didn't turn out as Qili expected. As if in Kiritsugu's eyes, Qili seemed to be transparent, and he looked away casually and continued to look around, leaving aimlessly.

……

Full of fighting spirit, he was poured a basin of cold water, and when he came back to his senses, Qili found that there was an indescribable depression in his heart.

"Huh? What's wrong Qili. ”

It seems that Gilgamesh didn't notice the figure of Kiritsugu before. Qili shook his head silently, which was an answer to the Hero King.

Emiya Kiritsugu's expression was obviously very strange, his once sharp gaze was gone, and his eyes just now were as dull as empty caves. His absent-minded appearance must not even be able to recognize what is close to him. So, maybe he didn't notice Qili's gaze at him.

The man had become a walking corpse, and he was no longer worth treating him as an enemy. Kiritsu, who invites disaster in order to save others, is a loser in the true sense of the word. He must be looking for a survivor who can give him some comfort. It's just stupid. With his current state, he will soon disappear into this sea of fire. Don't think about it anymore, this person doesn't mean anything to me anymore. (To be continued.) )