the living [comprehensive]

Shirou was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of a horse's hooves on the ground.The rider slowed down after entering the city, but the small voice was enough to wake up the boy who had been sharpened by magic.

Despite the silence outside, Shirou felt something was wrong.

The arm that belonged to Archer, which was used to prevent him from moving around, had been in a relaxed state before, gently pressing on his shoulder; now, it tensed stiffly as if he was suppressing some unpleasant emotion.

"Archer?" Shirou whispered worriedly.

Heroic Spirit didn't reply, but the sound of conversation outside also came in.

"It won't be long before this wave of enemy troops will be wiped out." This is the voice that Shirou is familiar with, belonging to the guardian girl.The girl who narrated the results of the battle did not have much joy in her voice: "They are still too naive to use the abandoned temple as a temporary base so that we can besiege it with fire. Moreover, they carry so many dangerous weapons with them. Will be blown to pieces by the explosion of gunpowder."

Then another voice sounded: "Hmm. The enemy doesn't understand the inhuman existence of the 'Guardian', so they probably have no way of knowing how we guard against attacks day and night. Next, everyone is safe for the time being. However, He sounded a little hesitant, "Is this really good? The ones who planned to attack us were the 'Boy Scouts'. Those children are all our compatriots..."

"They have turned to the enemy." The tired girl interrupted him resolutely, "Children are always unable to endure suffering, so I can forgive their betrayal...but they are no longer our compatriots."

"Boy Scouts"?

This seemingly familiar word made Shirou pay attention.

Sacrifice a few people to save the vast majority, kill the children who talked to it in the past to protect the whole city... Isn't that what Archer himself did in the past?

Shirou subconsciously wanted to sit up, but the moment he tried to get up, he was pushed back by the heroic spirit.

"Just wait for me." Yingling's tone was a little cold, "Don't even think about saving those children."

"Huh? How do you know..." Shirou was a little stunned for the first time, but then realized belatedly—after all, he and Archer are two people with the same soul.

Seeming to have thought of this as well, Heroic Ling let out an irritable "tsk".He pushed Shirou up with a rough movement, and stood up himself: "These things have nothing to do with you. Just like what the girl said just now, Boy Scouts are just traitors to the country."

"But they are just children, and they don't have such a strong sense of right and wrong!" Shirou also stood up and looked at the heroic spirit, "Maybe they can be saved. Even if they are children who were deceived by the enemy, they still have an innocent and kind heart." one side……"

"Do you think I don't know!"

Shirou, who was interrupted by the stern voice of the Heroic Spirit, had no choice but to keep his mouth shut because he was overwhelmed by the opponent's sudden fierce aura.The heroic spirit in front of him was in the midst of a raging rage, and he was at a loss for what to do with the intense rage he had never seen before.

"Of course they are good children, and they just want to survive. But they have been tricked and brainwashed, and they have become a dangerous factor in this land. It is also my duty to eradicate them when necessary." Heroic Spirit condescendingly Glaring at the bewildered boy, "Could it be that you are asking for trouble to save the boy scouts just to create hidden dangers and expose this city to crisis?"

"No! I didn't mean that." Shirou involuntarily took a step back.Shirou, who realized that he had hit the sore spot of Heroic Spirit, even lowered his voice a lot because of guilt: "So, there is no turning point?"

"No." Heroic Spirit gave the answer uncompromisingly.After a short pause, Heroic Spirit's tone became heavy: "Besides, as far as I know, children in the Boy Scouts are coaxed to drink easily vaporized flammable liquids before setting off. Without my knowledge, They've been turned into body bombs."

Shirou's eyes widened in disbelief.

In other words, those children trapped in the fire, even if they were not cleared by Archer, would definitely be killed?

In other words, those children who simply want to live will walk towards death without knowing it, either with ignorance or guilt?

Shirou gritted his teeth because of this thought, and clenched his fists tightly.He suddenly turned to the heroic spirit: "I'm sorry."

Ying Ling raised his eyebrows: "Why are you apologizing to me?"

"Because I mentioned something that made you sad." Shirou carefully considered the words, "You know so much about the things here, you must have had a similar experience before, right?"

Heroic Ling showed a troubled look, and wiped it off his face for a moment: "It's really rare for you to talk to me so calmly. I thought you, a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, would have a big fight with me."

"How could that be?" Shirou turned his head away slightly, "For me, your mood is also very important."

Although the inexplicable obscurity in the boy's heart was successfully concealed, the warm words still frightened the heroic spirit a little.After being stunned for a while, Yingling took a step forward and rubbed the top of Shirou's head: "I will clean up the surviving Boy Scout members, and I will be back soon. You should think about it, kid." He showed a little With a bitter smile, "It is impossible to save everyone. Your ideal is simply unrealistic."

Shirou suddenly turned his gaze to the front, and the heroic spirit who was going to perform his duties had disappeared.

Shirou also heard what the Heroic Spirit said just now during the Holy Grail War.It's just that, at that time, it was an unkind and cold sarcasm, but now it was a helpless exhortation.

In comparison, Heroic Spirit's attitude has improved a lot; however, Shirou felt that his chest became more depressed.

How difficult it is to realize that ideal, no one knows better than myself.

In some cases, "saving everyone" is even more like a dream.

But Archer must be in pain now, right?Now is not the time to shrink back!

The confusion and depression were swept away, and the boy's eyes became firm again.He jumped out of the window, intending to follow the traces of the horseshoes to find the place where the heroic spirit is.

After stepping out of this city, Shirou saw his destination in the distance.In the pitch-black sky, the tiny piece of sky reddened by the flames stood out.

Under that part of the sky that seemed to be burning, Shirou witnessed a hellish scene.

The flames surrounded the abandoned temple, and the severed limbs of children were charred black.They rushed into the flames to try to survive, but they were wiped out before they could figure out the truth that they had been turned into bombs.

Did Archer witness such a tragedy day and night during his lifetime? !

Protecting his body with magic, Shirou breaks into the fire and enters the temple.Through the air distorted by the heat, he saw the corpses of children lying here and there, some with weapons in their hands.The neat way of killing him with a single knife, as well as the unfamiliar magical atmosphere in the air, all showed Shirou who the murderer was.

Sure enough, in the end, he couldn't avoid killing them with his own hands?The children who had smiled innocently at Archer.

A sense of powerlessness surged through his body uncontrollably, and Shirou almost turned around to leave this hell on earth.But the moment he turned his back, a soft cry from the corner pierced Bibibu's burning flames and attracted his attention.

It was a boy, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were fierce, and his ferocious posture like a trapped animal that did not match his age made his heart tremble.The other party was holding a girl who seemed to be only three or four years old in his arms, so that the small body would not be burned by the spreading heat wave.However, trapped in the corner, it seems that he can only wait for death to come.

Before he could think about it, Shirou quickly came to the boy.

The boy, who had nothing but the robe soaked in water in his hands, tried to express his kindness, and even caught the sharp knife that the boy swung at him with his arm.

Perhaps after finally confirming that the other party was not malicious, the boy lifted the little girl up.

Shirou protected the crying girl in his arms with a wet cloth, and then reached out to the boy who showed a relieved expression.

When he was about to touch the opponent, suddenly there was a huge force that grabbed his waist and dragged him back, and his outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air——

The wall behind the boy collapsed forward, and the flames gushing from the cracks in the broken bricks instantly engulfed his body——

In front of Shirou, the boy who was struggling to survive just a second ago exploded like an inflated balloon, his slender limbs snapped into several pieces, and smashed to the ground together with his broken internal organs.

Shirou stared blankly at the scene of flying flesh and blood, until the splashed blood stained his cheeks, making him wake up from the burning heat.

——That is, a scene that would completely break anyone because of it——

On the other side, Heroic Spirit, who has no sense of killing for a long time, the only emotion in his heart at this moment is the annoyance that the boy followed him.

——Later, I must give this bastard a good meal!

With this in mind, the heroic spirit rescued the boy from danger at the moment when he was about to be affected by the explosion.After taking the boy to a safe place, his plan to teach him a lesson was stranded because of the boy's abnormality.

The boy kneeling on the sand lowered his head, carefully protecting the crying girl in his arms, but he did not offer any comfort.His thin shoulders trembled slightly, but he didn't cry out.

Ying Ling frowned, squatted down, and lifted the boy's chin slightly.When he saw the other person's expression, he couldn't help but startled for a moment.

The juvenile's amber eyes were still bright and clear, without any cloudiness, nor filled with tears.

However, on the lip that was bitten tightly by the young man, blood was already gushing from the wound, and was about to flow down the slightly curved arc of the lower lip.

Heroic Spirit stretched out his hand abruptly, then stopped abruptly before touching the opponent's cheek.Contrary to the eager action just now, he separated the boy's lips and teeth in a gentle rhythm.

Because of this gentle action, the boy trembled violently.

"Do you regret following?" Heroic Spirit asked in a deep voice.

"No." The young man struggled to restrain the trembling of his body, and replied to the heroic spirit with the same firm tone as usual, "Whether it's following you or ideal... how can you regret it."

After getting this unsurprising answer, Heroic Spirit nodded: "I think so. A stupid brat like you, I'm afraid you will be happy if you die with your ideals in mind."

Even so, there was a slight smile on Yingling's face.

It was a mixture of relief and worry, and a complex smile that Heroic Spirit himself could not explain.

The author has something to say: ah~ this unit will sprinkle a little bit of black mud

Be sure to let Shirou witness a scene where Red A kills and kills [he will be scared away hhh]