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He also found this claim incredible, but unlike them, Roy was a time traveler and could see things from a different perspective.

The root cause was that they wanted to do something of global significance, and they specifically prepared this world as their stage.

And Roy seems to have been targeted by the Root.

So, what exactly does the root cause want to do?

Chapter 87 The Finale Approaches

The dim space was devoid of sunlight, except for the giant magic circle set up in the crater, which emitted a blood-red glow, illuminating this underground space like a lighthouse in a bleak wilderness.

This is the great underground cavern of Mount Enzo, the location of the Holy Grail.

In this place permeated by the curse, even the Mage's Association has very few members who can resist the curse while making their way here.

"Looks like they had a great time."

On the edge of the crater, a middle-aged man dressed as a priest is standing.

At one point, he seemed to sense something, and a strange smile slowly appeared on his face.

"are you back?"

A shadow flowed out from the magic circle containing the Greater Grail like water, slowly condensing and taking shape, transforming into a shadow that could only be seen by the naked eye, while the rest of the area was pitch black.

It was Angolan Manuel.

He greeted the middle-aged priest with a smile, like a prodigal son returning home after a long absence greeting his neighbor.

"Hey, Father, were you waiting for me to come back?"

"To be precise, I was waiting for you and the Cursed Spirit to come back together, but unfortunately, only you came back."

The middle-aged priest made a brief nasal sound, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with him.

"That Nightmare Curse Spirit, if used properly, could create many pleasant things, but you wasted it so easily."

In an instant, Angolan Manuel imagined what this man might do with the Nightmare Curse.

"...Let me ask you this: if that Nightmare Cursed Spirit is still alive, what do you plan to do with it?"

"Nothing special. For example, we could infiltrate the dreams of the androids Roy and Rin Tohsaka, have Roy torture and kill Rin, have Rin anger Roy, create discord between them, then sow discord between them, and finally have them kill each other..."

The middle-aged priest—needless to say, this person was Kirei Kotomine—said, a pleased smile spreading across his face.

Just thinking about it makes me excited!

Angolan Manuel's eye twitched incessantly.

Although they had already worked together once, he still felt that Kirei Kotomine had serious problems with his brain!

Unfortunately, the Nightmare Curse Spirit is indeed finished and can no longer be used.

It was indeed a pity that the cursed spirit with such rare power died, but Angra Mainyu felt it was all worthwhile because he gained something beyond his imagination.

"And then? You said you were going to find someone who could replace me, and it turned out to be that android?"

Kirei Kotomine snapped out of his pleasant reverie and brought up a topic that Angolan Mainyu found somewhat unbearable.

Ten years ago, he took advantage of Kirei Kotomine's malice, unleashing all the evil in the world and using the power of the Greater Grail to sweep across the entire world, dragging it into a sea of ​​fire.

The Greater Grail has no autonomy; it can only act through the desires of others.

But Kirei Kotomine is not just a simple villain.

His personality was even more eccentric. He was fond of the emotion called pleasure, but this emotion could only be obtained from humans. He subconsciously believed that humans could suffer heavy casualties, but they could not be completely wiped out. Humans had to live so that he could continue to seek pleasure.

The Greater Grail understood his will, burning over 90% of humanity to death while deliberately sparing the remaining small fraction, thus creating the current situation.

But Angolan Manuel was not satisfied with this.

He is the product of malice, an innocent monster burdened with all the evil of this world.

What he wants is the extinction of all humanity.

That's why he approached Roy.

"Ah, well... yes, that's true, but unfortunately, I miscalculated."

Angolan Manuel scratched his cheek, looking quite annoyed.

"That homunculus, if he were willing to be my Master, he could definitely overturn this world with his malice, but he just wouldn't agree, and he's incredibly stubborn. I keep going back to his past, but I still don't know how he managed to suppress his malice... Does he still have some goodwill left for humanity?"

Angolan Manuel just couldn't understand it.

The android's malice in wanting to destroy the world is absolutely real.

Even though his malice was somewhat alleviated by the girl named Jenny, her subsequent death, in his view, should have exacerbated the evil within him.

But the result was the opposite; Roy actually suppressed the evil within him.

I just can't understand it.

Even though those magicians killed Jeanne in their attempt to save the world, shouldn't he have completely erupted and become an even greater and purer evil? Why was he able to suppress his own malice instead?

"Ha, you claim to represent all the evil in this world, but you're just a mortal confined to the distinction between good and evil, you mongrel!"

A sudden sound accompanied by a golden, shimmering figure descended upon this vast underground cavern.

The man had blond hair, dangerously sharp, crimson pupils, and features so handsome they seemed otherworldly. He was clad in dazzling golden armor, and a haughty yet menacing smile played on his lips.

Compared to Angolan Manuel or Kirei Kotomine, this person gives off a very different vibe.

He exuded a strong presence, as if he were the center of the world. At first glance, he gave people a strong sense of oppression, as if not kneeling before him would bring divine punishment.

Angolan Manuel's lips twitched slightly.

"Yes, yes, yes, then does Your Majesty have any brilliant ideas?"

His attitude was extremely casual, far less respectful than he claimed.

Clearly, he didn't have a good impression of this golden-haired guy.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!!"

Gilgamesh, surprisingly, didn't seem to care about the disrespect and laughed as if it were perfectly natural.

"How foolish you are, nameless humans cloaked in the name of an evil god! I ask you, when faced with an equal mix of goodwill and malice, which side do you think humanity will side with?"

"This one……"

Angolan Manuel rested his chin on his hand, looking somewhat confused.

"Malice, perhaps?"

"Of course it's malicious!"

Gilgamesh looked down at him with an expression that said, "You seem to know a lot, don't you?"

"Humans are inherently kind, yet they are most likely to forget kindness. On the contrary, malice, with just a little bit, can become the spark that ignites hatred. If you do a favor for humans, they will be grateful to you, but once you take back that favor, their resentment will erupt like a volcano. If you inflict the same malice when taking back the favor, they will completely forget the good you once did for them and only resent your current malice. Even dogs wouldn't be so ungrateful! So-called humans are just ugly creatures that are even worse than wild beasts!"

"Given equal amounts of goodwill and malice, the malice will inevitably crush the goodwill overwhelmingly. If it is a world-destroying level of malice, what kind of goodwill do you think could suppress it?"

Angolan Manuel lowered his head and thought for a long time, but could only shake his head helplessly.

He couldn't figure it out.

Even the good intention to save the world cannot suppress the evil intention to destroy it.

Gilgamesh sighed softly, his face filled with disappointment.

"How foolish! That's not just simple goodwill; it's something far deeper, heavier, and more sorrowful than goodwill—"

Gilgamesh turned and left with a sigh.

He didn't give the answer, as if deliberately leaving it unsaid, only saying half of it.

Kirei Kotomine, standing beside him, wore a thoughtful expression.

Angolan Manuel stuck his tongue out at his departing figure.

Can the riddle-maker just die?

"Fine, since this Holy Grail War has already come to an end, let me see what's really in your heart that you can suppress even the evil thoughts of destroying the whole world..."

Chapter 88 Hayasaka Ai is numb

Aozaki Mansion.

Early in the morning, Roy sat on the porch, leisurely drinking tea.

Everyone else was doing their job, and for a time there was a sense of peace and tranquility.

However, Roy did not agree with this sentimental idea. The peaceful life was just an illusion, a slight sense of ease after experiencing two storms last night. There would definitely be more severe battles waiting for him.

He had already made up his mind to risk his life in this Holy Grail War. No matter what dangers he faced, even if there was no chance of victory, he would struggle to the very end.

"Hey, how about you come sit here for a bit?"

Footsteps came from behind him. Roy turned around and saw Hayasaka Ai wearing an apron. He waved and smiled at Hayasaka Ai.