Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

"My magic is exhausted; this is about the limit for now."

After putting away his weapon, Kirito glanced at the situation, and without hesitation, turned and ran.

It's no surprise that this attack failed to defeat the enemy.

After all, the little magic they had left had been converted into "food" to heal their wounds.

Nowadays, a single beam of light cannon can only blast a person away at best.

Even that Master couldn't be killed.

He did this on purpose just to buy time.

The right approach is to try to hold off the Servants as much as possible.

"tsk"

He flipped over and jumped up, but his body still started running uncontrollably, which annoyed Zoro.

But when he chased after Kirito in the direction he left, he disappeared after running and turning several times.

"Has it finally stopped?"

After lingering at an intersection for several tens of minutes, feeling as if he had regained control of his body, Zoro looked around and spoke.

Some commands issued using command spells have a time limit.

Even if a vague order like "kill them" is given, it only has limited effect.

Once a goal is lost, it becomes difficult to fulfill.

However, because Zoro "got lost," if he didn't deliberately stick close to the enemy, he would lose track of them, rendering the order ineffective.

"Alright, it's time to go back and settle the score."

"They actually gave me such orders."

After putting away his sword, Zoro needed to vent his suppressed frustration.

He wouldn't tolerate the other party's status as a Master. Since they dared to interfere like that, they should be prepared to be "punished" later.

Back at the collapsed temple square, Zoro saw a disheveled figure clutching his wound as he slowly walked out.

"Wow!"

He held a knife to the other person's neck, his murderous gaze fixed intently on them.

Unfortunately...

Zoro saw no fear or hesitation in the man's expression.

His lifeless eyes held only emptiness.

This gaze

"If you're going to do it, then do it quickly."

Despite being stared at by his own servant, Jiemon remained calm and composed, showing no fear whatsoever.

If one is afraid of death, one would not have survived in the first place, let alone become involved in such a grand war.

He had no regrets whatsoever about using the Command Seal.

He wouldn't doubt that Saber had the guts to do it.

Even if it happened again, Jiemon would still do the same thing.

"Humph"

"Don't try to stop me next time."

"I will personally defeat them."

Seeing his Master's silent demeanor, Zoro sheathed his sword and simply turned around, speaking earnestly.

"Heh, that's not up to you."

"As long as I'm alive, I'll seize any opportunity, no matter how small."

“I don’t care about your will, so you’d better kill me now, you’ll be more relieved.”

Upon hearing this, Ji'emon responded with a sarcastic remark, making no attempt to conceal his true intentions.

"The hell you are looking for is not here."

"If you really want to see it, then we'll talk about it after we win."

"I will show you myself."

Sheathing his sword, Zoro merely glanced at him halfway and said in a deep voice.

For someone who is prepared to die, any threat is meaningless.

He could tell what kind of person his Master really was.

Unfortunately, Zoro is quite used to dealing with these kinds of eccentric people.

.........

(You must live on)

"Well"

Waking from a light sleep, Iori touched her face, momentarily dazed.

I think I just had another strange dream.

He stood up and realized what was happening.

That must be what happened to Saber.

Although it was just a fleeting moment, the circumstances surrounding it left Iori deeply moved.

Saber's initial experiences were remarkably similar to his.

Both were persecuted by bandits, and both were rescued by skilled swordsmen.

Become a disciple and learn

Unlike himself, Saber embarked on the path of an executioner, while he, due to the peaceful era, could only use his skills as a henchman.

The unparalleled swordsmanship he had honed was deeply etched in his memory, always stirring a sense of longing within Iori.

What would he do if he were in that situation?

Just thinking about it gives me a feeling of "throbbing" that I find incredible.

To protect the people of Edo.

These were Iori's thoughts after witnessing the turmoil, but after seeing that dream that almost awakened his instincts, he always felt a little restless.

He shook his head, not wanting to think about those confusing thoughts.

Otherwise, there will be no turning back.

Miyamoto Iori had this premonition.

Pushing open the door, he saw Kenshin sitting on the ground outside, and his curiosity was piqued.

Based on the dreams she saw, Saber was undoubtedly a "murderer".

But after spending some time with him, Iori discovered that he wasn't as cold-hearted as he seemed.

Despite being an executioner, even known as "Battosai," why did his personality change so drastically?

If Iori's true nature was suppressed because she had never seen "light".

So why did Saber "return"?

Want to know

He was in a contradictory state of both killing and saving people.

“Saber, you…”

"A sword is a weapon, and swordsmanship is the art of killing."

"No matter how beautiful the language used to conceal it, it is still the truth."

As if sensing Iori's confused thoughts, Kenshin opened his eyes and interrupted him.

"."

Hearing this, Iori remained silent, carefully savoring the truth in the words.

Indeed, no matter the reason, from the moment you draw your sword to kill someone, you are always killing.

Regardless of stance or reason.

It cannot change the fundamental nature of "killing".

"Iori, you and I are different."

"Very lucky"

Looking at his Master, who was about the same age as he was back then, Kenshin said meaningfully.

"Are you lucky?"