After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

"Teacher, what do you think of this place?" Yuan Zhinu walked in front to lead the way. He walked around the mountain stream, crossed the small bridge, and came to a big house in the mountains.

"Originally, the King wanted to build a paradise outside of Osaka to earn the funds needed for the ghost crowd, but I later persuaded him to change the location to Tokyo."

"But a lot of things happened later, so it was abandoned before it could be completed. It's very spacious inside, which is suitable for summoning heroic spirits without being discovered."

Liuli followed him slowly forward. The mountain road was not easy to walk on at night. It was pitch black and there was no light at all. A group of crows were awakened by their footsteps and made "cawing" sounds.

"Aren't you going back? Your brother is also a Master, right?"

Liuli stood outside and watched Yuan Zhinv push open the door. This building with an exquisite appearance was indeed not completely completed, or it could be said that only the outer shell was visible, and there were even scattered tools and exposed wires inside.

Genji took the initiative to clear a space. As he did so, he replied, "Because I don't know how to face them..."

He spoke very frankly, with a hint of confusion in his tone.

"Whether it's my older brother, my younger brother, or my father, I don't know how to face them."

Not long after he and Minamoto no Chisei woke up, Uesugi Yue returned to the Snake Eight Families. Although he had done a lot of ridiculous things in the past, this man's bloodline was here, and as long as he came back, he would be the unquestionable emperor.

The man who had been hiding his identity for decades felt full of guilt towards his three sons whom he met for the first time, and he wanted to present everything to them.

At the same time, he was also filled with anger towards Tachibana Masamune, who caused the tragedy of his three brothers, and almost led the Snake Eight Clans to hunt him down to death.

If the black market hadn't already offered a large bounty for ptsd, Uesugi Yue would have wanted to offer several bounties and pay a large sum of money to buy Tachibana Masamune's head.

After waking up, his brother finally realized that Tachibana Masamune was not a good person, so he clumsily accepted his father's kindness.

His younger brother had just come out of that special ward and was full of curiosity about his father whom he met for the first time.

So the three of them had a lot of fun together, and soon became a somewhat awkward but extremely harmonious family.

He was the only one who didn't fit in.

Genji was sitting beside the stone table in the Awakening Temple with a stiff smile on her face. Above her head was a gloomy sky, under her feet was a bluestone floor full of cracks, and around her was the sound of gurgling water.

He just felt like he was back in the town of Kanto, back to the night when he was pierced by the long knife.

Gennochisei looked at him with a look of guilt, and so did Uesugi Yue.

Only Uesugi Erii was staring at him blankly, as if wondering who this stranger who looked so much like her brother was and why he was here.

Don't look at me like that...

Don't look sorry for me...

I did kill people, thirteen innocent girls.

Even if I can put the blame on Ruri Kazama, isn't Ruri Kazama just me?

Even if you judge me with justice, it is better than looking at me with such forgiving eyes at this moment...

This makes me feel that my death is a joke, and my life is also a joke...

Yuan Zhinu sat there opening and closing her lips, but no sound came out. He had desperately wanted Yuan Zhisheng's forgiveness, but later he realized that he was not wrong.

He was not wrong either.

Yuan Zhisheng was not wrong either.

No one is wrong.

He died, and he came back to life. The king's conspiracy was exposed, and their father came back. It seemed that there should be a perfect ending next, and everyone lived happily together as if nothing had happened.

It's like nothing happened.

"That's funny."

Having cleared a large area, Genji stood up and whispered, "At that moment, I was pricked by happiness."

"I feel that kind of blissful happiness is too fake. It doesn't seem like reality at all, but more like another dream."

"It's like I'm still in a dream."

"So, I escaped." He lowered his head and said softly, "I escaped back to you."

"Miss Liuli, do you still want me?"

Liuli said calmly: "Where you want to go, who you want to stay with, it's all your freedom. There is no such thing as yes or no."

"Girl, you take other people's opinions too seriously. You'll be happier if you can be more self-centered."

Yuan Zhinu smiled bitterly. He always attached great importance to the people he cared about, even far more than himself, because only in the eyes of the people he loved did he vaguely feel that he was truly alive.

Liuli didn't say anything else. She took out the materials from the weaving box she was carrying and drew a summoning circle according to the scroll left by Bai Lan.

After a day, the other Masters who are not in Tokyo should have arrived. When the last Master arrives, the Holy Grail War will officially begin.

I don't know who will become the Master in this hodgepodge of a world.

His mental power surged. He wondered if Matou Zouken had altered the Holy Grail system. There were so few known Masters who were magicians...

Who will she summon?

According to the compatibility, it wouldn't summon the poet Arthur Rimbaud, would it? Or the poet Paul Verlaine?

But to be honest, she still prefers Shakespeare and Wilde...

Liuli was lost in thought. For some reason, at the moment the red light spread across the entire summoning circle, a familiar yet unfamiliar image suddenly flashed through her mind. Suddenly, she sensed a familiar gaze...

It was a chilly spring in Russia. Someone stood there for a long time, gazing at her from across the vast crowd. His gaze was like a tide, seemingly drowning her completely...

"Grisha..."

In the boundless white light, the girl with a changed appearance called out in a low voice.

Like the beginning of the universe, a ray of white light awakened from the sacred eternity.

It is not dazzling or dazzling, but extremely holy, as if it has once again opened the chapter of creation at this moment and has descended into the world again in a supreme manner.

The whole world is silent at this moment. No matter where you are or what kind of creature you are, you can see the light and shadow high in the sky.

"Oh, God..."

Tony Stark sat in the hotel's presidential suite, his wine glass dropped to the ground, and he stared wide-eyed at the night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window...

No, at this moment it was as bright as day outside the window, and the bright light in the sky had turned into substantial lines, bending and winding into a giant tree of light that was strong enough to support the heaven and earth.

The branches of the giant tree continued to grow, almost covering the entire sky. When they grew to their maximum, a golden door several thousand meters long appeared in the middle.

Behind the door is the holy kingdom where day and night coexist. There are eight angels with wings on their backs praying and praising together:

"You are one, and you are ten thousand."

"It is a moment, and also eternity."

“He is the creator and the master.”

"I will make your ways known on earth, as in your kingdom."