"Alright, hurry up and pray. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info hurry up and give it a 'gesture' - only you are the one who is worthy of defining its form. Kiritsu, pray to the Holy Grail. In the space inside the so-called Holy Grail, Alice Phil, who was dressed in a black dress, said softly to Emiya Kiritsugu, in an extremely bewitching tone, looking at her husband, which was full of encouragement, but Kiritsugu didn't say a word, just stared at the terrible hole, and the magic power in her body involuntarily began to boil!

It's pitch black, it's depressing, and no one in their right nerve thinks that hole is a good thing. But even so, why can Alice Phil smile so indifferently. By the way, her smile is the most abnormal part.

If you want to say why?

“...... Who are you?"

Kiritsugu suppressed the fear in his heart with anger and asked his wife in front of him. "If the preparation of the Holy Grail is complete, it means that Alice Phil is dead. So, who are you?"

"I'm Alice Phil. You can think so. ”

Kiritsugu raised the magic spear in his right hand - the muzzle of the contender in his hand was aimed at the man in front of him. "Don't fool me, answer quickly!" Facing the murderous muzzle, the woman in the black dress smiled a little lonely, as if to show pity to Kiritsugu, who was forcing him to ask the truth. “。。。 Yes, I don't deny that it's just a mask. If I don't borrow a shell that already has a personality, I can't communicate with others. I only pretended to be the way I am to convey my wishes. However, the personality of Alice Phil that I have is genuine. Before she disappeared, I was the last person to come into contact with her. So I inherited Alice Phil's last wish. She wanted me to show up as she was. ”

The lonely words fell into Kiritsu's ears, causing a slight pause in the man's heart, and his keen intuition quickly organized everything he had experienced—this place was called the 'inner side of the Holy Grail'. Then the person in front of him who claims to be 'no one' should be ...

"Are you the consciousness of the Holy Grail?" The muzzle full of murderous intent did not shake at all, and Kiritsugu's ink-colored eyes narrowed slightly, scanning the smiling woman in front of him and asked in a low voice, "The embodiment of a miracle?"

"Well, that's right," the man's answer made the smile on 'it' smile widen, and he nodded gracefully and implicitly, 'Alice Phil' confirmed Kiritsugu's conjecture, but the next moment it was directly interrupted by a low shout. The muzzle of the gun, wrapped in a rich murderous aura, went straight to its white forehead. The man named Emiya Kiritsugu stared at the woman in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and every corner of his body exuded an aura of danger that bordered on rage, "Impossible. The Holy Grail is just pure power, it can't have any consciousness at all!"

"It used to be like that, but now it's different. The white palm gently pushed the muzzle of the magic gun in the man's hand away, and 'Alice Field' replied gently, "I have consciousness and desire. My wish is to be born in this world. ”

"How is it possible..."When the muzzle of the magic gun was pushed away, Kiritsugu seemed to have lost all his strength, even if he was still straight, but the emaciated figure gave people a shaky feeling, and the face that only looked decadent on weekdays had a sense of weakness on the verge of collapse at this time. How can it be like this? Absolutely not.

If that's true, then it's not the kind of desire machine I'm after that can fiddle with whatever I want!

Everything, what's the point~ The bright eyes darkened, and Kiritsugu asked meaninglessly: "... Since you say conscious, then I ask you, the Holy Grail, how will my wish be granted? As if in a difficult situation, Alice Fell tilted her head slightly. With a playful smile, he said softly, "This is a question, Kiritsu, you should know better than anyone else. Isn't it?"

“... You say, what?"

"You, Kiritsu~" The slender finger lightly touched the man's chest, and Alice Fell sneered, "So, even if you communicate with me like this, you can remain rational." If you were an ordinary human, you would have a mental breakdown when you were touched by that mud. ”

I don't know why. Such a gentle smile and the voice that should have been said made Kiritsugu's heart stir uneasily.

My way, saving the world, is it ...

Seeing Kiritsugu's expression suddenly stiffening, Alice Phil pulled up the man's stiff hands and said softly, "Look. . . Didn't you already know how to save the world? So I'm going to inherit what you've done and fulfill your wishes as you've always done. Kiritsugu!"

"You're ... What do you say?" A trembling voice that had never been heard before, Kiritsugu looked at the woman in front of him and asked in disbelief - not that he couldn't understand, but he didn't want to understand it anyway! Gripping his wife's hands tightly with his backhand, Kiritsugu asked dryly, "Answer me, what is the Holy Grail for? What will happen if that thing comes to this world!?"

Alice Phil sighed helplessly and nodded, "There's no way, Kiritsu, then the only thing left is for you to ask your own heart." The white and soft palm covered Kiritsugu's eyes.

Then the world went dark.

There were two ships floating on the sea.

"There were three hundred people on one ship, two hundred on the other, a total of five hundred crew and passengers, and Emiya Kiritsugu. Suppose these five hundred and one people are the last remaining human beings in this world. Next, you just need to play a play based on the following propositions and roles. Kiritsugu, who was at a loss, suddenly heard a voice.

"There was a fatal hole in the bottom of both ships at the same time, and Kiritsugu was the only one with the skills to repair the ship. While tinkering with one ship, the other sinks. So, which boat will you choose to build?" Before he could think about it, the path he had practiced over the years made Kiritsugu subconsciously reply.

“... The boat of three hundred, of course. ”

"What would you do if two hundred men from another boat detained you and demanded that the boat be repaired first after you had made your decision?"

"This ......" Before he could answer, a machine gun appeared in Kiritsugu's hand. The gun suddenly fired bullets like an automaton. Kiritsugu had to stare blankly at everything in front of him. A bullet pierced four people, instantly. All 200 men were shot.

"Correct. This is Emiya Kiritsugu!" In the ears of Kiritsugu, who was staring blankly at the sea of corpses and blood, the ethereal voice was unabashedly admirable, but in an instant, it gave Kiritsugu a more stringent choice-

Then the remaining three hundred men abandoned the damaged ships and continued their voyage on two new ships. This time there are two hundred people in one boat and one hundred people in one boat. But the bottom of these two ships once again had a large hole at the same time. You are pulled by a hundred people in a small boat. Ask to repair the ship first. What will you do?"

"This... But... There was no room for Kiritsugu to choose! A dazzling flash of light lit up in front of him, and as the bomb exploded, a hundred people were reduced to the mud of the sea. This is how Emiya Kiritsugu did it. As with his usual style, he carried out the killing.

"That's right!"

"That's not right...... Impossible!" Just as the ethereal voice was exclaimed again, Kiritsugu's angry roar directly interrupted it!"Where is it right, two hundred people survived, and three hundred people were sacrificed for this - the hands of the scales have been distorted at all!"

"No, your calculations are not wrong. You did sacrifice the minority in order to save the majority. Alright, next question!" ignored Kiritsugu's protests. The owner of the game continued.

One hundred and twenty and eighty men were laid on the scales, and Kiriji tortured and slew eighty. Next came eighty and forty. The 'Magician Killer' gave the funeral to forty people, and each of their faces was the face of someone he knew, the faces of those he had killed with his own hands. Sixty and twenty, twenty-five and fifteen - the choices continue, the sacrifices continue, the mountains of corpses pile higher and higher!

"It's... Is that what you want me to see?" The man's anger roared out in the world of corpses and blood, and an ethereal voice slowly descended from the air: "Yes. This is your truth, the answer from Emiya Kiritsugu's heart. That is, the wish that the Holy Grail must fulfill as a wish machine. ”

"No, no, no!!" "Kiritsugu screamed as he looked at his hands that had been completely dyed red. "That's not what I want! I wish there was something else...... So I had to rely on miracles ......"

"What you don't know can't be contained in your desires. If you wish to save the world, you can only do so in the way you already know. ”

"What are you kidding! This ...... What kind of miracle is it!?"

"It's a miracle. The desires that you wish for, but which cannot be fulfilled individually, will be fulfilled on a scale that cannot be accomplished by humans. What is it if this is not a miracle?" the remaining five people, all of whom were the most important people to Kiritsugu. But he still has to make a choice, whether to save two people or three people. He screamed in despair and pulled the trigger. Hit his father, Emiya Juxian in the face. Natalia Kaminsky, the adoptive mother and teacher, also had her brains splashing, and the pain distorted her voice like the wail of a ghost.

"Do you want to ...... Coming into this world to all mankind...... Is this what I want to do?"

"Exactly, this is the form that your wish is most suitable. Emiya Kiritsugu!"

There are three people left, whether to save one or two. Kiritsugu gripped the hilt with a trembling hand. Tears have dried up. With a ghostly gaze as hollow. Kiritsugu tore apart Kuyu Maiya's body. Repeatedly, repeatedly waved the dagger-

And just like that, there are only two people left in the world. You don't have to weigh on a balance anymore. Equivalent value that does not need to be calculated. This is the last hope that 498 lives were exchanged for. Having done all this, Kiritsugu finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had become a walking corpse, surrounded by the warmth of the furnace. In the nostalgic, calm and warm room, the wife and daughter smiled beautifully, that is to say, this is the world he seeks, the peace of the world

No more fighting, no need to hurt anyone. A complete paradise!

"You're back, Kiritsugu. You're finally back!" With a face full of joy, Elias Phil put her little hand around her father's neck. In the northernmost city where the snow falls, there is such a tranquility. The blood-stained career ushered in such unimaginable warmth at the end. If such a peaceful children's room was the whole of the world, then there would be no disputes or entanglements.

"Right? See, that's what the Holy Grail wishes for you. Alice Fell smiled at her husband, who was indulging in happiness. Just pray to the Holy Grail. Praying for the resurrection of his wife and the retrieval of his daughter, in the face of infinite magic, these are all insignificant miracles. All that's left is happiness. On this planet where everything has been destroyed, the last three humans should be able to live happily ever after.

“。。。 I can't find the buds of the walnut tree anymore... "Outside the window, there is no longer a white snowy scene, only the black mud that rolls up the whirlpool. Looking at the view, Kiritsugu muttered to himself. At this time, Ilyasfil smiled and shook his head at him. "Well, it doesn't matter. As long as Ilya can be with Kiritsugu and her mother, it's enough. ”

Stroking the head of the most beloved daughter in his arms, Kiritsugu's tears finally couldn't help but burst out of his eyes. "Thank you... Dad also liked Ilya the most. That's all I swear, really... His hands didn't stop. As if they weren't controlled by the brain, but were just set up machines, Kiritsugu pressed the muzzle of the contender against his daughter's tiny chin.

"Goodbye, Elijah. ”

The girl's head burst open with the sound of gunfire.

Kiritsugu's cheeks, moistened with tears, were stained with slices of flesh with silver hair.

"Ahhh Her eyes widened, her hair was disheveled, and she screamed as if she had lost everything, "What—what did you do!?" Kiritsugu crushed his wife, who rushed forward like a ghost, and grabbed her slender neck with his hand. The tears in his eyes couldn't help but slide down, "The Holy Grail is something that shouldn't exist... ”

。。 Such an enlightenment, why wait until you lose all the cherished things to realize it?

Regardless of what is inside the body, Alice Phil's personality is still real. The despair and pain of her daughter's killing, as well as her hatred for her husband who killed her daughter, are undoubtedly Alice Fair's real feelings. Kiritsugu stared straight at her and accepted the fact, while the strength of his whole body choked his wife's neck without reservation.

"What are you doing... Why reject the Holy Grail and us ... My Ilya ... Why, you're like this!?"

"Because, I... "The sound squeezed out of the throat was so empty, like a gust of wind blowing through the hollow. No sadness, no anger. Of course, Emiya Kiritsugu's heart was empty—he had given up the miracle he was seeking, and he had given up interests that were completely contrary to his original intentions. At this moment, there is no way that there is anything left in his heart.

"I want to... Save.. World!"

There is only one point, and that is the belief that has been carried through to the end - but why does this sentence sound so hollow?

Alice Fell stared at Kiritsugu, her fair face flushed. The crimson eyes that looked at him with love and longing at all times were also stained with curse and resentment at this moment.

"I curse you ... Graceful and slender fingers grabbed Kiritsugu's shoulder. From the five fingers, which are deeply embedded in the flesh, black earth flows. "Emiya Kiritsugu... I curse you ... Pain, remorse until death ... Absolutely, not forgive you ... ”

"Ahh ”

The disgust-stained dirt flowed through the veins to the heart, seeping into the soul of the man who had lost everything. But even so, Kiritsugu didn't let go, and he even forgot the meaning of the tears on his cheeks. He said as he strangled the woman in the black dress.

"It doesn't matter. I said - I would carry you on my back!"

Click~

A trembling hand breaks the woman's cervical vertebrae.

(Thank you for the reward of the bloody wolf, thank you~) (To be continued.) )