the living [comprehensive]

The wish made for all the guardians before, the miracle that kept the hopeful heart from falling, seems to have finally come to the moment of complete reckoning.

After becoming a guardian, the boy who slowly endured the price of making a wish with the pain and rust of his body, even at this moment, firmly believes that he can go further on this road.

However, even though the ideal is still flawless and full of strength, the body has reached its limit.

The human part is already broken, and the part turned into a monster by enduring despair is ugly; what makes the body move forward in this state is only the firm belief of the boy.

——To live is to die, and those who have hope will eventually fall into despair; even if this is true, I will definitely be able to completely reverse the place where I was born!

Even if the despair of all hopeful people will be reflected on him alone——

With one foot in the air, Shirou fell down the tower.With his consciousness scattered in his mind, he could only think about one thing.

While this is just "unexpected folly," it would be nice to be caught by a partner.

Someone did pull the boy.The arm was violently pulled unexpectedly, and Shirou was awakened by the stinging pain of the bone vibration to regain his oblivion.

"You are really..." The other party gritted his teeth, and his lowered voice even revealed that he wanted to tear the young man into pieces, "You are so stupid."

It turned out that the young guardian who had established a friendship with him in a short time did not hold him back.

But it was great to see Archer again.

In addition to being sad, Shirou was relieved by the appearance of the heroic spirit.

After stepping on the bloodiest battlefield and witnessing the cruel nightmare of guardians turning into monsters, the young man no longer fears life and death, and even quickly accepts the fact that his life is swallowed up by despair.

On the other side, as if wanting to vent all the irritability and resentment that had been caused by the youth so far, Heroic Spirit continued to speak sharply: "I will not deny the existence of 'Emiya Shirou'. You who are cursed are not only stupid, but also selfish, simply...hateful."

The boy didn't talk back as usual, but Yingling became more and more anxious.He wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but after seeing the young man biting his lips in pain, he couldn't help but hold the other party firmly: "I really don't understand your thoughts at all. You have already obtained my approval, and there are other ways to go. Why do you have to be a guardian? The ideal of getting yourself bruised and even self-destructed is meaningless."

"I won't... drown in ideals."

Yingling was taken aback.

Indeed, in his opinion, the young man drowned in the pale and bleak real world with his ideals in his arms.However, he suspected that the boy's words had other meanings.

The boy who was pulled up by him and pulled into his arms raised his head under the bloody night and pale moonlight.The look in the other party's eyes flashed brightly in the gloomy world, causing the heroic spirit's deep eyes to tremble violently.

"I won't let you not be redeemed after realizing your ideal." There was a hawk-like sharp light in the frail young man's eyes, "Even if despair is inevitable, I will drive it out of your world!"

Some kind of throbbing that should not exist that was suppressed before, now roared frantically again in the heroic spirit's chest.However, there was something more that hadn't been there before.

"The future you are looking forward to is the reason why I have worked hard so far." The boy's voice lowered, his trembling voice seemed to be choking, "I want to do something for you, at least, the life and ideal that will be saved by you Give it back. Saying that everything I've done so far is pointless, you're... stupid..."

The shock like a raging sea flashed in Heroic Spirit's eyes.He took a short, deep breath, then sighed heavily.

"You're an idiot, kid. You clearly don't have the ability to fight against me but you insist on being strong. Do you believe that I will seriously kill you? It's such a kind-hearted and frighteningly stupid act to lend a helping hand to a companion who draws his sword. ah."

Unable to refute the Heroic Spirit's words, Shirou silently flinched into the opponent's arms.

"To put it bluntly, you're just a willful brat. You were clearly working hard for me, but when you were in Hinamizawa, you disappeared before I finished speaking. When you were in Tokyo, you also had that stubborn virtue. "

The whole world seemed to stand still at that moment.

Shirou, who had buried his drooping head in Heroic Spirit's arms, raised his head reflexively, staring at Heroic Spirit with eager eyes filled with disbelief and anticipation.

"Go away, brat... At that time, I did not hesitate to sacrifice myself to save you, but you..." Heroic Ling gritted his teeth resentfully, every time he uttered a word, he seemed to use all his strength, "Using such a precious life to die. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have encouraged you when we parted at the beginning, I might as well beat you up..."

The words of the heroic spirit scolding the boy stopped abruptly.

The boy he knew well, named "Emiya Shirou", could smile without any suspicion even when he was suffering from innocent suspicion, and could look forward resolutely even when his body was in severe pain.

It was this young man who had never shown weakness in front of him, staring at him at this moment, his pale cheeks were completely drenched with tears.

The boy's crying mess made Ying Ling's hardened heart long ago gripped by sharp pain.

"Finally caught you," the boy's eyes uncontrollably burst into tears, but he tried his best to smile brightly at the heroic spirit, "Archer."

—Finally found you in the dark.

——Finally pulled you out of desperation.

—Finally got you, Archer.

The familiar address was pronounced by the young man, and the heroic spirit's fingers suddenly closed, and he took the other party into his arms.After that, because of the boy's painful groans, he loosened the arms that imprisoned the opponent's body a little bit.

It's clearly a matter of the future, a memory that shouldn't exist, but the heroic spirit who was called by the boy with the name of Archer has no time to pursue these things.

The two embraced under the cold and dark night, and felt the flame-like heat from their bodies that were tightly pressed against each other.As if even if the World Cup despair filled them, they could still draw strength from each other.

"When did you remember that?" Shirou broke the silence first.

"I met you in Hinamizawa and Tokyo when you became a guardian." Heroic Spirit let out a long breath, "It's only natural that this time and space will fluctuate if you make such an extraordinary wish."

"Then... my Holy Grail War..."

"That can't be described as 'remembering', after all, it's something in the future."

"That's right."

"Speaking of which, being admired by another self is quite nerve-wracking," Heroic Spirit's voice was filled with a smile, "but since you are desperately trying to chase after me, I will reluctantly agree with you."

"Huh? Don't get carried away..." The boy retorted in embarrassment, but his eyes widened because of the next action of the heroic spirit.

Heroic Spirit bowed his head and kissed the boy's soft lips lightly.

There is no deep entanglement.From the lips that caress each other, there is only gentle comfort.

Although it may be an illusion... but right now, Archer seems to be kissing himself with emotion.Feeling the light kiss, Shirou silently guessed.

"Shirou," Heroic Spirit said softly after the kiss, "You should be clear about my duties."

Shirou was embarrassed by being called out by the names belonging to each other, and then became clear because of the second half of the other party's sentence.He calmly responded to the other party: "Well. As a heroic spirit, you want to obliterate the fallen guardian."

The sword wound on the boy's chest no longer oozes blood, but the cut flesh has not yet healed, and the pure black inside the wound is clearly visible.

Although the boy withstood everyone's despair with incredible strength, it is an indisputable fact that he has become a monster.

At this point, Heroic Spirit had no choice.

In the oppressive silence, the ice-blue magic power condensed into an indestructible blade in the hands of the hero.

Heroic Spirit raised his hand; he, who was exuding murderous aura, was unable to drop the knife for a long time.

"Don't you always say you want to kill me?" The boy joked with a weak voice, "This time, your wish has come true."

"Shut up." Heroic Spirit's voice was cold.When he looked at the boy again, complex emotions flashed in his eyes: "If I kill you here..."

"Then, you will probably still be summoned by Tohsaka to meet me in the future Holy Grail War." Shirou's gentle voice contained undoubted power, "As long as you go farther, then, you must See you soon."

"Really?" Heroic Spirit whispered to himself, staring at the boy in his arms.

It seems that only the two of them are left in the open space, and the frozen time seems to make the time belonging to each other stand still at this moment.

"Thank you... for everything you've done so far."

Spewing out short words in an unprecedentedly gentle tone, Heroic Spirit lowered his arm just as the words were about to fall, and pierced the boy's chest with a knife.

The sharp blade full of mana pierced the boy's heart without fail.

There was silence at the top of the tower.

The young man in the Middle East who was knocked unconscious by the heroic spirit fell unconscious, and the young man in the arms of the heroic spirit had already stopped breathing.

Heroic Spirit finally took a look at the boy who was so light in his arms that he seemed to have no weight, and his gaze was fixed on the corner of the boy's slightly upturned lips.

"Do you want to hide your feelings and pay back the life and ideals I saved? Tsk, you are still a naive brat."

Heroic Spirit raised his eyes, looking at the extremely thin daylight at the far end of the desert.

The blood-red sky of "Unlimited Sword System" was finally washed clean and illuminated by the morning sun.

Well, do as the kid said.

For myself, I want to go further.

***

In the war-torn land of the Middle East, there are two extremely mysterious existences.

Evil spirits transformed from the unjustly dead, and guardians.

Guardians can be said to be existences beyond human strength, selfless, powerful, and invincible.However, one day in the future, they will disappear from the world because they are exhausted and unable to move forward.

Even though they knew that most of the Guardians would end up being evaporated and returned to nothingness, many young people who were full of expectations for the future still made wishes for their compatriots in their homeland and became Guardians.

A white-haired man from a foreign land joins the Guardians.As a magician, he is mysterious and cold, but he is still welcomed by everyone.

"Everyone has secrets, so there's no need to be open and honest. Anyway, we'll all disappear in the end." As the leader of the Middle East, he shrugged nonchalantly, "Just try to go as far as possible."

Go further afield?

The white-haired man who rode forward with the team looked back in the long yellow sand.The abandoned tower standing quietly behind them is like the only remaining road sign in the desert, preventing them from getting lost here.

Then, go further afield.

In this world where the guardians are redeemed, despaired but not completely wiped out, let's continue to practice each other's ideals——

After that, I don't know how long the human years have passed.

The comrades in the team disappeared one by one, but there was always a steady stream of new guardians joining.

The Guardians are still moving forward, and the war in the smoke-filled land has not stopped.

On the battlefield, the white-haired man drew his bow, and fixed his eyes on the furthest distance within sight.

In the wilderness spreading with swords, guns and halberds, under the blue sky temporarily covered by thick black fog, he shot the last arrow.

The abundant magic power burned and burst like sparks as the arrows tore through the air, and a blazing fire ignited in the air.The many evil spirits suspended above the earth like black mist were all wiped out by this demon-destroying arrow.

The thick pitch-black color faded in an instant, the sunlight that was previously covered by the black mist poured down, and the blue sky once again became clear again.

The white-haired archer was finally shrouded in the morning light he longed for for a long time——

The author has something to say: So black tea has gone further in the world where the rules have been rewritten~!This chapter is sweet & cured, nothing wrong

And this chapter [not the ending]! ! !There is a fourth world! ! !