- Rolled up a whirlpool.

Sin, the evil of this world, circulates and increases, chains, and changes, and its whirlpool.

Gluttony, lust, strong desire, melancholy, anger, laziness, hypocrisy, arrogance, jealousy, violating over and over again, germinating and rolling up the whirlpool.

Rebellion, intimidation, adultery, abandonment, seven crimes, coercion, theft, escape, false accusation, arson, insult, disrespect, separation, abduction, bribery, abortion, suicide, gambling, abandonment, perjury, possession of stolen goods, kidnapping, atrocity, all crimes should be sentenced to death, capital punishment, refusal and denial, all hatred, killing, killing, never allowing, killing, killing, killing is good, just kill, kill right, kill promise, kill kill, kill is not right, what is the only one thought, it's boring -

“——！？”

A swirl of cursed sounds swirled. Something was there that shouldn't have existed, and in a curse of negation, a voice shouted, "Holy Grail!" ”

No way. There is no right or right in this vortex of resentment and curse. Because everything is ugly and hateful, the word cannot appear here—

—but once again the voice clearly declared, it was.

Exactly, the world is meant to be like this. Now that the facts are already in front of you, why sigh again? Why be surprised?

“——！？” 02

The cursed voice asked.

What is right?

Who has made the wish come true? Who is allowed to do so? And who will bear the sin?

In the face of the bombshell from the dark head—it was indeed answered with a contemptuous mockery.

Stupid question. It doesn't have to be asked at all.

The Holy Grail fulfills wishes, I promise, and no one has to carry sin.

“——！？”

The Holy Grail asks, Who are you?

But while asking questions, it finds itself contradictory.

In a place where "wish-fulfillment" is absolutely not allowed, the Holy Grail decided that he would have doubts. How can it be.

That is, man, that is, the spirit of all things, a unique being.

His name is - Master "Mo Huai". ”

02

"That's me!"

Accompanied by droplets, the black mud scattered and cracked. A foreign substance that could not be digested even by using all the resentment appeared.,Emerge from the Holy Grail.。

In the midst of the burning ruins, a petite figure once again stood on the ground.

The body with the perfect golden ratio is no longer a spirit in the Heroic Age, but a real physical body. After Saber's death, Mo Huai forcibly controlled the life force of the Holy Grail and resurrected it, and as a result, a Heroic Spirit was able 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. Saber stood silently in place, laughing at himself.

—betrayed again. What a foolish king I am. ”

But it's not bad - Saber felt very satisfied by touching the new flesh she had accidentally obtained, and her eyes looked at Mo Huai with more tenderness, and when she was repeatedly betrayed, Mo Huai actually saved her with the Holy Grail.

"Now that the fall of Britain is history, the Holy Grail has also been used...... Hmph, the previous test was boring enough. But it's okay, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, I'm joining you. ”

Although I feel very troublesome, since this is an invitation from Mo Huai to me, and I am homeless, it is also a good choice to follow Mo Huai. For himself, as a knight king, Saber smiled bitterly again.

"All the Servants have been wiped out, and the only ones left are those who follow me. Do you understand what that means? saber。 ”

“……”

Saber stared at Mo Huai's red eyes.

"I'm glad you chose, you won't be disappointed - Saber, exactly what you crave."

The Hell of the Red Lotus. The screams that came into my ears with the wind. Dancing tongues of fire. Saber nodded.

Following

Various TV channels are reporting the news of the fire in Fuyuki Xindu last night.

Today, the breakfast table at the Mackaki family is also shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

The dining table was a little empty with one person missing. The male guest, who has been staying at home for the past few days, returned home yesterday due to an emergency. He asked Weber to thank them for their care these days and apologized for not being able to say goodbye to them in a hurry.

"The man has already gone home......

Lady Martha murmured worriedly. Webber nodded as if to reassure her.

"He came back from a phone call from the airport early this morning. It really is, and I don't know how to consider jet lag. ”

Weber's face did not change and he told a big lie. But in fact, even he himself was surprised by his own cheekiness.

"Did he call? I didn't notice it at all. Hehe, but, that's just his style. ”

Smiling softly and nodding, Madame turned her gaze back to the TV screen, and her expression became gloomy again.

“…… It's a pity, but it's been a lot of commotion lately. But maybe that's not entirely bad, at least the insincere sightseers may have changed. ”

“……”

Looking at the bleak field burned bare on the TV screen, Webb couldn't help but feel ashamed.

But there will never be a similar tragedy again. Although it was closed in the worst way, Mo Huai used the power of the Holy Grail to restore everything to its original state. The fourth Victory War, which cost countless innocent people, came to an end last night.

Thinking back to the tragic situation at that time, he even felt that it was a miracle that he was alive now.

"Well, grandpa, grandma, I have something I want to discuss with you, okay?"

Hearing Weber's slightly different voice from usual, the old couple put down the coffee they were drinking.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, actually...... I would like to take a break from school for a while. This was a decision I made after discussing it with my father in Toronto. I want to do something else now than schoolwork. ”

"Uh-oh."

"Oops."

Suddenly hearing their grandson's unexpected speech, the old couple's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"But why so suddenly...... You don't hate going to school, do you? ”

"Not really. It's just that...... I haven't been interested in anything other than studying, so I regret it. So...... Well, I want to travel. I want to explore the outside world. In this way, you will be able to learn more about various things before you decide on your own life. ”

"Yes. Is it. ”

Madame seemed to be happy to fold her hands and smile slightly.

"Do you hear that, Gür'an? Webb: He said something like Alex. ”

After hearing this, with a hint of joy and a little loneliness, Webb smiled wryly.

"In any case, you need to do all kinds of preparation first, and it's essential to do your homework beforehand. Do you want to start working part-time first? …… However, here's the problem, if you don't speak English, you can't work, right? ”

Well...... Gu Lanye clasped his hands to his chest with a pensive expression.

"There are also a lot of immigrants from Japan in this town. If I ask a colleague, I might be able to find a solution for you. ”

"So Webber - are you going to Japan for a while?"

Looking at Martha with a happy face, Webb nodded.

"Well, if that's okay...... But won't it cause trouble for the other family? ”

"Of course not."

Mrs. Martha, who was so happy that she almost jumped to her feet, couldn't help but clapp. Gulan, who was sitting next to his wife, gave Webb a solemn look of expectation, and the young man straightened his back slightly and gave him a serious look.

Webb, who returned to his room alone, revisited his room bathed in the morning sun.

Eleven days—but in such a short time, the room was already stained with the colors of someone who had lived here.

Magazines I've read, bags of pancakes that I throw around after eating. And the empty whiskey bottle that rolled around the corner.

These are all traces left by another person who once ate, drank and rested in this room. This is a color that does not belong to Weber.

Ghosts, or demons. Thinking about these absurd things, Webb fell into a trance. This is no joke. If it's just a soul, how can we leave such a vivid "color"?

However, this room will never be stained with this "color" again.

From now on, only Weber will live here, and he will only be stained with Weber's personality. The previous colors will be gradually erased. It's a given.

Although I feel pity and loneliness, I can't refute the fact that the colors to be repainted must be very vivid. In this way, it is possible to mask the color of the person who is stronger than anyone else.

Webb sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled out the hardcover Iliad in his backpack.

But in just eleven days, the pages have already darkened a little from repeated reading. Looking at this book, which still feels difficult to understand no matter how many times I read it, the face of the man who is always smiling reappears in front of me. The man who inspired himself with the adventures of the hero Achilles, challenged himself with them, and eventually made his life a legend.

And such a man was once by his side, once lived and fought with him.

The dreamlike sights he had described to himself were almost like lies. But, in the end, I was still attracted by his happiness -

It is impossible to deny that he admires him. I even thought about going with him.

But in the end he left Webb behind. After inviting Webber to be his subordinate, he made such a decision the moment he heard Weber's answer. At that time, was it because Weber's wrong answer was that the man made the wrong decision?

"What kind of bastard talk about your subordinates! Aren't we friends? If you're going to fight, I'll just accompany you. ”

If Weber had been able to say something like that in the wind as an equivalent at that time—

The man must have smiled knowingly, and maybe he would finally let Webb ride his horse.

“…… But the point is, I didn't show my "unwillingness" in the end. ”

Webb couldn't help but sigh. As a result, he is still far from being able to compete with that man. In the end, his weakness was exposed. Regret, pity. Maybe I'm just too self-esteem.

But there is no level of anxiety. After all, Webb was not as old as the man was when he started traveling. And the traces of his amazing and blood-pumping adventures are still left in all corners of the world. Webb is going to look for it all. Maybe one day, I can find the footprints he once walked somewhere on the other side of the distant sea.

- Suddenly, Webb's gaze stopped on the paper bag next to the TV.

Speaking of which, it's something that the guy bought with joy. As a result, he left without even dismantling it.

Webb opened the bag and removed the console and cassette inside. He also deliberately bought a handle. Suddenly, I felt that my eyes were hot, and I endured the microwave.

“…… I'm not going to play with such boring stuff. ”

But he had just made up his mind to try something new, and since he happened to have something like this in his hand, he might as well try it even if he was bored.

But is this kind of stuff really going to be fun?

Webb looked at the bag with a frown and began to connect the console and TV together as required by the instructions.

On the other side, Mo Huai and the others also returned to the game of the gods.