In the distance at the castle of Einzberen, Alice Fell is scrambling to sign a new contract with Saber.

Master's death is equivalent to the disappearance of the contract, but fortunately Saber is next to him, otherwise it would be too funny to leave the game early without fighting because he couldn't find a suitable master.

After re-signing the contract, Alice Phil muttered as if she hadn't reacted yet.

"Kiritsu?"

“Master？”

Saber looked at Alice Phil worriedly, and there was some sadness in his heart, in the knowledge given by the Holy Grail, if the master died, the spell was not taken away by others, and it would be reissued to the right person.

Although I don't know why the other party didn't use the spell to call him, as a knight, Saber didn't feel good about not being able to save the master's life.

After a few seconds, Alice Phil regained her emotions and began to speak calmly.

"Emiya Kiritsugu lost his position as Lord today and officially died, and I, Alice Fill, took over as Lord of Einzberen and continued to participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War."

Either way, for Illya's sake, she had to go to Fuyuki City and win the war, remembering Illya's unusual words calling her father before, Alice Field's eyes flashed with a determination to accept reality.

Looking at Alice Phil's expression, Saber saluted Alice Phil again.

"Yes, Master."

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After a simple explanation to the store manager, Roland, who officially resigned, collected a salary that was obviously more generous than before, and left the convenience store with some reluctance.

"I didn't expect that the first person to have a relationship with me in Fuyuki City was actually a place of work, what is this?"

Roland smiled self-deprecatingly, remembering the spirit he had just seen.

Although according to the degree of change in the plot, I had already guessed that the spirit of the escape this time would be a very dangerous character, but I didn't expect that it would be the soul of the Holy Lord.

That is as the embodiment of black qi, one of the eight ancient demons, even if there is only a soul left, it is not something that he can easily fight against now.

But after being made into a pactual, it is different, even if it is a holy master, there will be no self-consciousness, and it can only be reduced to an instinctive force.

The Key of All Souls does not necessarily require a dead thing to make a pact, but it is easier to make a pact spirit if it dies.

Until now, Roland has not understood what the requirements and standards for the Key of All Souls to create a pact spirit are, and an obsessed character like Emiya Kiritsugu has not become a pact?

With the precedent of Kira Yoshikage, Roland naturally knew that the Key of All Souls would not care if there was such a thing as a soul, and what he ingested was more like the existence of that power itself.

Then why didn't Ryunosuke Yusheng and Kiritsugu Emiya succeed? What are they missing compared to Kira Yoshikage?

And, do you really have to pay that price to contract with the Holy Lord?

Roland's smile gradually retracted, he never thought he was so great, he didn't like people who had a clear goal and gave everything for it, but he could understand the consciousness of what it had to take.

What do those people think when faced with this kind of thing?

Roland didn't dwell on it for too long, his mobility has always been very good, since he doesn't know, wouldn't it be good to ask?

"You're late, it's really strange, did you encounter something?"

Standing at the door of the old mansion, looking at Roland who came over, his eyes took on a layer of strange color, and he said in a mocking tone.

In the past few days of exchanging intelligence and information contact, he found that Roland is a person with a strong sense of time and will never be late easily.

"Ah, it's nothing, on the way I met the lord of the House of Einzberen, killed him, and wasted a little time."

Roland casually answered the question of the dirty inkstone, holding his hands on his chest, still with confusion on his face.

But the dirty inkstone couldn't contain his shock.

He has always been wary of Roland who took the initiative to come to the door, not because he found any evidence, but because he was suspicious by nature.

But because his purpose this time is very pure, it doesn't matter if the other party secretly has any conspiracy in mind.

Regardless of whether Roland is truly allied with him or not, as long as he participates in the Holy Grail War, he will inevitably have to fight against other masters, which is nothing more than the level of efficiency.

But it's too efficient to kill a master now, right?

"Einzberen's? Is it the mercenary who was brought in? ”

"Yes, but the spell was withdrawn by the Holy Grail, so I guess it should be given to Einzberen."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter at all, even if the contract is extended with an artificial man, it's not old and arrogant, Einzberger's level in actual combat is really not outstanding."

"Well," Roland replied absentmindedly, muttering for a moment, but still asking the question in his mind.

"If the path to the sky is right in front of you, but this path may distort something important to you, will you still step into it?"

"Of course it will," although he was very puzzled about the meaning of Roland's words, after seeing Roland's achievements, his attitude became a little more friendly.

"You're still too young, and when you go through a little bit more, you'll understand that there's no need to hesitate."

"Human beings live by chasing certain things, ideals, obsessions, and in the end, their own personalities may gradually change into the appearance of the things they are chasing, can you say that this posture is distorted?"

Jian Tong Dirty Yan originally wanted to dismantle Roland, but as the words deepened, his own voice seemed to freeze, and it was low and chilling.

He looked at his withered hands, the disgusting gesture of aging, and quietly clenched his fists.

Immortality is his obsession.

No matter what the price is, no matter how distorted his posture is, he will continue on this path and will never regret it, because he has already given too much.

Eh, why do you want to pursue immortality?

After thinking for a while, Jian Tong didn't come up with an answer, so he raised his head and looked at the thoughtful Roland.

"Socrates once said that the virtue of man is to shape the soul into a better posture, and everyone's pursuit is because of his own goodness, Roland, what are you pursuing?"

"It's eternal peace of mind."

Roland replied without hesitation.

He had always been clear that in order to maintain a peaceful life, he had to overcome his fears and insecurities and put himself at ease.

"Peace of mind? Then what you're going to pursue is really profound," said a displeased laugh in his words.

"The so-called peace of mind, when the vision is different, there will also change, ordinary people only need to get married, have children, get friends, when you have a prominent position, you will want to pursue wealth and power, when you have ideals, you will be like a magician to pursue the roots, or as society advocates, the pursuit of love and peace."

There was a kind of regret in the tone of the dirty inkstone.

"Such a wish may seem small, but in fact it is very grand, generally speaking, all mankind is pursuing these things, human ability is limited, the old man advises you to set a small goal, so that you may be able to numb yourself in a moment of comfort."

Listening to the spicy words of the Dirty Yan of the Tree, Roland's eyes flickered, his eyes were as bright as stars, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face, as if he had been awakened.

"It's amazing, I'm getting to understand everything."

He seemed to confess, but also sighed, and Roland's tone was leisurely with a kind of passionate excitement.

"There is indeed a limit to what people can do."

"One thing I did learn from my short life is that the more scheming a human being is, the more it will be destroyed by unexpected circumstances, unless it becomes a being beyond human beings......"

The scenes of these days flashed through his mind, Father Mapo, a psychopathic murderer, a magician killer, or a damn Black Grail.

Everyone unconsciously broke into it, ruined his peaceful life, and contributed to the current situation, in order to erase all the unease, what is the price he has to pay?

Jian Tong, who couldn't keep up with Roland's brain circuits at all, looked at this scene beyond his comprehension, and actually had a rare feeling of fear for the young man in front of him in his heart.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Roland whispered with a smile that had never shown it before, and was so cheerful that it was unsettling.

"—I'm not a man anymore!"