Although it was late at night, the church on the hill was still brightly lit.

In front of God's designated resting place on earth, a little contradiction and sadness stopped the footsteps of the wild goose night.

The simplicity of human beings who are easily soothed by the formal consolation of the place of prayer and feel reassured. On the one hand, I scoff at this, but on the other hand, I can't help but feel deeply sympathetic to this kind of human beings who want to find a spiritual refuge even if they know that it is deception and falsehood.

If someone said to himself that all the hardships that man endured in this world were just God's test for man, Yan Ye would definitely be tempted to stretch out his hand and strangle God and his messenger to death. But if someone asks if ordinary human beings who are not gods can be redeemed, looking at their gradually decaying bodies, Yan Ye can only be silent.

Step by step, step by step, slowly approaching the Holy Grail. However, the engraved worms in his body were eroding his body at several times the speed at which he was close to the Holy Grail.

If you listen closely, you can hear the chirping of swarms devouring flesh and gnawing bones. The pain caused by the ticking worms that slowly erode the body has become a natural part of the body for the wild goose, like breathing and the beating of the heart. Consciousness often becomes blurry, and when you wake up, you become very indifferent to the passage of time.

The kind of dharma method of giving up everything, which I swore I would never need, slowly eroded my heart like water seeping through a crack.

I'll be able to fight a few more times.

How many more days will I live?

Is the so-called immortality of that Horcrux really a fact?

If you want to get the Holy Grail with your own hands, so that you can get the understanding of the mother and daughter. The only way to rely on that last resort is to hope for a miracle.

In that case, shouldn't the goose night pray? Looking down at the huge cross that towered in front of him from the roof to the ground, he looked down detachedly. Get down on your knees and pray.

"What's on...... Joke......! ”

For the humiliating cowardice that controls himself, Yanye can't help but curse angrily to motivate himself.

I didn't come to church at this time to get foolish salvation. It's not the opposite. The wild goose came tonight to get the blood of the enemy. If you believe Yan Feng Qili's words. Now Tosaka Tokitomi must be in the chapel waiting for the visit of the wild goose. Not for repentance, nor for worship, but only to vent resentment, Yan Ye stood in front of the altar.

In the duel with Shi Chen, who had been defeated once, Yan Feng Qili had already prepared himself with the opportunity to be humiliated by the snow that was not possible. Tonight is the last chance to kill that abominable magician. You must not be careless.

The fire of abomination burning in his chest, the pain and entanglement of the flesh, and the despair, burned it all to ashes. For the current wild goose night, this is the holy medicine that can overcome the salvation of any faith and heal the wounds.

The memory of the last battle that failed to avenge a single stone. It instigated the anger in Yanye's heart even more.

There is only one thought in my heart, that is, to subdue the Tokitomi who took away Aoi and abandoned Sakura, and the only thing he thinks about now is the moment when he defeats Tokitomi. In this way, we can forget the remoteness of the Holy Grail and the fear of failure. Only by completely becoming an automatic machine driven by anger can it be possible to liberate the night from the bitterness in his chest. There was even a smile on the corner of his mouth. Now even when Berserker is not around, it is not scary. If you can dig out Shi Chen's heart, and his whole body is covered in his blood, it doesn't matter anything else to Yanye now.

His shoulders trembled incessantly, and he exhaled a breath as heavy as a beast, and Yan Ye came to the door of the church, his whole body full of murderous intent. Slowly opened the door.

The chapel was illuminated by soft candlelight. Contrary to the warm atmosphere, the air was frozen and eerily silent. Yanye felt a kind of tomb-like feeling, and felt a little uncomfortable.

But. The moment I saw the back of the head of the person sitting at the front of the worship seat, my whole body was immediately filled with anger that overflowed.

"Tosaka, Shichen ......!"

The call was full of murderous intent. But no one answered. Yanye understood this silence as the arrogant attitude of the magician, so she continued to make great strides. Shorten the distance between yourself and Shichen.

"Shi Chen, are you trying to kill me? But you're naïve. I'll get up countless times before you get the retribution you deserve......"

But Shi Chen still turned his back to the wild goose night without any vigilance. Nothing happened. Yan Ye slowly slowed down because of his anxiety and vigilance.

It won't be to deliberately put a puppet of Shichen in order to fool the wild goose. But when you look closer, whether it's the width of your shoulders, the sheen of your well-groomed curls, or the shape of your ears, there's no doubt that it's Tosaka Tokitomi. Yan Ye would never mistake the appearance of this enemy who made him gnash his teeth and hate, because Yan Ye had already engraved his appearance into his mind.

After reaching the distance, Yanye stopped. Shi Chen still didn't make any move. Yan Ye's heart was filled with inexplicable confusion and hatred, staring at Shi Chen's back.

"Tosaka—"

Reach out.

The day before yesterday, the fire of defense that blocked all his attacks. Thinking of that burning feeling, I instinctively wanted to avoid physical contact with Shi Chen.

Even so, Yanya was still trying to brutally grab Tosaka Tokitomi's neck, which was only a few centimeters away from him

Driven by the child's impulse—at last, the trembling fingertips touched the neck of the dashingly decorated bow tie.

With a single touch, the balance of the corpse leaning on the seat of the believer was broken.

The limb is almost like a doll with a thread. Tosaka Tokitomi's cold corpse collapsed like a building block and rolled in the crook of the wild goose's arm.

“――！”

At that time, the chaos and impact brought to the night of the wild goose was almost like hitting a person in the head with a sledgehammer.

The corpse with a dead face like a cicada is undoubtedly his own, and his appearance is obviously that of Tosaka Tokitoki. At that moment, Yan Ye could only admit the fact that Shi Chen was dead.

The arrogant sneer that once looked down on himself, pretending to be a courteous cold tone and mocking words. All the memories of Tosaka filled Gooseya's mind, causing his consciousness to be divided and confused. That kind of chaos blew away all the feelings that were entwined in Yanye's heart. Motivation and impulse.

"Why—for—what......?"

Holding the corpse that couldn't speak, Yan Ye felt a hole suddenly appear in his heart. on this. Yan Ye was very stunned.

This void is so big that the outline of the personality of the wild goose has also collapsed, and it has also been deformed to the point of being unrecognizable.

It wasn't until that time that Yanye realized his mistake, even though it was too late. Because he never thought about what he was like after losing the element of his enemy Tosaka Tokitoshi, he felt so empty and overwhelmed after Tosaka died. Maybe it's because of the irrepressible turmoil in his mind, and now Yanye doesn't understand why he wants to fight with Shi Chen, and what is the reason for his expectations to participate in the Holy Grail War, and all of a sudden he can't remember these important things.

And then--

“…… Goose night? ”

-- For new visitors who have just stepped into this chapel. It wasn't until that nostalgic, gentle voice came from behind that that Yanye realized that someone had walked into the chapel at that fatal moment.

Yan Ye turned around with a dazed expression, why was Aoi Tosaka standing there, and what was the ins and outs of the matter, he couldn't figure it all out at all. If he thought about it seriously, he would definitely have thought that if no one called Aoi Tosaka over, she wouldn't have been in this chapel at all. In addition, there was only one person who could have placed Shi Chen's body in this chapel in advance - and then going back further, it would not be difficult to guess the suspect who killed Shi Chen.

"Ahh

Yanye's thoughts were too chaotic. So he could only make some syllables that didn't make any sense, and they were just the sound of him moaning. He staggered back a step, and the corpse of Shi Chen, who was in his arms, fell on the floor of the chapel like a cloth bag from Toutuo. Aoi looked dejected as she looked at her husband's body. Didn't move for a long time, just stared intently.

"Aoi...... I ......"

Aoi didn't say anything, and slowly approached Shichen's corpse as if she had been sucked by a magnet. Yan Ye was inexplicably overwhelmed by her momentum. I took a step back, and after a few steps, I ran into an obstacle behind me. As if to judge him. Standing majestically there is the altar of the chapel.

Aoi knelt on the ground and picked up Shichen's body. Yanye had no way back, only to look at Aoi silently. Why Aoi did that, Goose Night couldn't understand—no, he didn't want to understand. Why didn't she look at her childhood sweetheart at a glance, but stared at Shi Chen's corpse vigorously, why was her face full of tears. Yan Ye didn't want to think about these reasons, so he didn't speak.

I remember that I once swore that in order not to make my beloved woman cry, I would even give up my life, so I have been fighting until now.

If this is the case, who is this woman crying in front of him?

Just accepting that she's Aoi is enough to make Goya collapse.

She doesn't look at the wild goose night. Ignore him directly as air, and keep staring at her husband's corpse with teary eyes. The heroine of this tragedy, as a spinning axis exists at the center of the world. The wild goose night that she ignored was as insignificant as the dust on the stage and the scratches on the painting, and it was a meaningless existence. Wild goose night has the illusion that the position where she stands, and the existence itself, has been obliterated, and she is deeply frightened by this illusion. There was an urge to shout loudly to get her attention. However, the dry throat could not squeeze out even a word.

When Aoi finally raised her eyes and looked directly at herself, Yanya finally understood that sometimes ignoring was a kind of compassion. If you disappear from this world at that time, you can still be saved.

“…… This is equivalent to handing over the Holy Grail to the hands of the Maki family. Are you satisfied? Wild goose night. ”

Although the voice was familiar, the tone was something I had never heard before. Because she is a gentle childhood sweetheart, she has never hated or cursed anyone in front of the wild goose.

"I-but, I-" (to be continued......)