[Double North] Fate

Like a newborn who has just been released from the womb and amniotic fluid, it is comforted by the mother's arms.The skin of the whole body is soaked in the happiness of being loved and loved. The fingers overlap with someone, the legs intertwine with someone, and the limbs are filled with the excitement and joy of touching.

"Is this... love?" he said to himself.

"Exactly. This is my love, the Buddha's love for all things. There is no need to ask to be forgiven, and there is no need to beg to be forgiven, because the Buddha has no desire to show mercy to all living beings." God said.

Living with this warmth and intimacy, I'm afraid no one would be willing to leave it.Just unite with God in this way, God's hand warmly comforts his body, and wipes away all his pain and depression like healing.

In a world of silence that would last forever, I don't know when.A strong gaze came from behind him, as if it wanted to shoot him completely, and completely destroy the crack in his heart that was just repaired by God.

"Has the pain disturbed you again? Don't ignore it. As long as you only look at me, all the suffering will disappear in my love and pity."

"Yes." He nodded mechanically, suddenly intoxicated by God's kindness and temptation.

Then a voice came from the direction of sight.He recognized that the voice was familiar, and couldn't help turning his head.

"He Jiong," said the voice.The voice is calm and clear, the tone is frustrating and powerful, and the words are round and clear, as if he will announce something important in a high-pitched voice in the next second.And with infinite attraction, even God's voice was temporarily forgotten by him, separating him from God for a second.

"He Jiong," said the voice.The owner of the voice appeared close at hand, standing in a chic and upright posture, and his sharp and tenacious eyes fell on his heart like knocking on the door of his heart.He pursed his lips and smiled, without saying a word.

He suddenly tore away the body that was still glued to God just now.He was naked all the way, but what was naked was not the naked body wrapped in hazy light, but the defenseless soul like a child.He walked towards the figure in front of him blankly, and the moment he approached the owner of the voice, it seemed that a wave of words filled with thousands of words poured into his heart and rolled into his chest, but those water droplets were tightly framed into the invisible In the defense wall.They fought and shouted in his heart, roaring like huge waves crashing on the rocks, but the world outside his heart was silent.

Sasa.He looked at each other, trying to speak.Not only was there no sound in his throat, but his lips and teeth were also bonded together by external force.He was not allowed to speak.

Sasa.He got anxious and tried to shout again, but his limbs were no longer under his control.He watched helplessly as the chest of the smiling person in front of him was suddenly covered with dripping blood, his eyes lost their luster, and a stream of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Sarah, Sarah!Sarah!

The cries that could not be uttered nearly burst his chest.He knew what was happening where he didn't know, and he knew who was in danger.The chest cavity, heart, and lungs all caused sharp and high pains due to the resonance when shouting, as if the pain of tearing the internal organs from the center forced him to shed physiological tears.The figure that changed the world for him gradually blurred, receded and was no longer within reach.

God grabbed his arm from behind. "So I say, don't focus on anything other than me. You can't stop him from leaving, you can't stop anything...he's gone. Look at me. Just look at me who will never go away, Feel the joy of life with me, and there will be no more pain for you.”

"But no. It can't be like this. It's not enough for me to get the satisfaction I want. There are people, who else is waiting for me—"

He took steps towards the void, but he didn't have the sense of moving forward.He quickened his pace and wanted to run, but he still didn't know if he had left the spot.No matter what, he must not stop, he told himself, he must go forward, forward, towards the exit, and try his best to break free from the darkness here.

God's gentle inquiry came from a place so far away that it was unreal: "Even in the face of the facts that make you collapse, do you still want to leave?"

"Even in the face of everything that destroys me, I must leave!"

His words are sharp blades that cut through time and space, and all darkness begins to crack and collapse.The violent shaking trembled his soul, blazing white and dazzling light poured in from all sides of the body, and the various colors and sounds gradually filled the full and painful consciousness——

He Jiong opened his eyes suddenly, like a person whose head has been pushed into the water just to get out of the water to breathe, desperately sucking in the air.He seems to have had an extremely beautiful and extremely bad dream, and the memory of this dream has almost faded.But he didn't forget that before the coma, he fell to his knees because of Alterego's spell attack, and Caster was confronting her.

The dead bodies of rose petals that seemed to be torn apart by the claws of a beast were scattered on the ground in front of them.It didn't take time for association to know who it was and what it was that caused the result. He raised his head in horror, and saw towering Demon God Pillars surrounding him like a dense forest, and Caster's corpse was hanging in front of him at the same level as the relief. The top of the tall black conical column is like a dead leaf hanging on the bare branch of a winter tung tree, silent and lifeless.

His pupils constricted violently, his throat choked and he couldn't speak.

Several thinner demon pillars were like vines climbing up, imprisoning his weak limbs that had just regained consciousness, and dragging him back to the center of the black hole universe.Alterego, who was manipulating the Demon God Pillar, jumped off the stone sculpture of the fountain, the dark golden tassels on the horn of Mara swayed leisurely, and the hem of his robe lightly brushed the ground.Like an elegant and dignified lady, she walked over the corpses of the roses and walked in front of him: "Please let me express my regret for Caster's defeat, Mr. Master. Your perseverance is really outstanding It was beyond my expectations. Although mental magic can help you resist my "Five Stops of Mind" to a certain extent, I didn't expect you to be able to completely get rid of it, even if it was only for a moment."

After finishing speaking, the darkness was eroding him again, and the warm hand of the god in his mind penetrated his clothes and caressed his body. Alterego looked at him tenderly.

"Mr. Master of Caster. I took a closer look at you and suddenly noticed something. It seems that this is not the first time we met. On the street that day, you hurried past me and bumped into me——you kindly helped me I will."

"I remember, the book in her arms fell out and I caught it...it turned out to be you."

He Jiong recalled the momentary familiarity with Alterego when he was in Guanyin Temple.That's right, this face indeed belonged to the young girl I met on the street a few days ago.In any case, he never imagined that the woman with a clear face would turn into such a Buddha with a demon body in the end.

"Hehe. What a coincidence. If I knew you were the master of Caster at that time, I wouldn't have to go through so much trouble." Alterego gently picked his immobile chin with his index finger, Rubbing gently with fingertips, "Buddha said to cultivate fate, this is my fate with you and Caster. It's a pity that this short-term fate will end here. I expected the two of you to bring me something different Fun, now it seems that your acme is nothing more than this. I can only hope that your soul can produce a more wonderful taste at the moment when it feeds for me. After all, you have such a beautiful secret..."

"No. We are not over yet, Miss Alterego." He Jiong said very calmly.

The magic connection with Caster is still where he can feel it.Although it was very weak, it was still beating like an unextinguished flame and a new pulse, not to be outdone.That is to say——

"It was a great help, Kyung Kyung. If you were so completely caught up in Alterego's spell just now, now we are both finished."

Someone's voice came from far away. Alterego looked back in disbelief, at the spiers of twisted demon pillars, the corpse of Caster, who was supposed to be completely dead, opened his eyes and moved his arms again.

"Caster, your spiritual core should have been completely shattered by the attack of the Demon God Pillar...!"

"Hey. It was indeed hit by the things you summoned, and more than half of them were smashed. But, don't you know—a follower like me with little attack power usually has the greatest ability to survive Is it?" Caster smiled cunningly, "I'm so sorry, I can use an inherent skill similar to "Battle Continuation" to save a life. No matter what, I have to take action and change my destiny. I think that only by actively surviving in this way can I Let the length of life become the meaning of existence, I am so unyielding!"

"It's just the last breath of a dying person. Then, this is the final blow!" Alterego flexibly manipulated the Demon God Pillar again, as if commanding dozens of pointed spiral spears, and stabbed towards the center Caster from all directions.Taking advantage of the moment when her attention was drawn away by him and her guard against He Jiong relaxed, Caster shouted: "Jiong Jiong! Two swipes of the Command Spell, order me to use the Noble Phantasm!"

There is no extra time for He Jiong to understand Caster's decision.At this moment, he could only believe him. At the brief moment when Caster slid out of the Demon God Pillar inserted into his chest and fell in the air, He Jiong also broke free from the restraint of his arms, showed his engraving and chanted quickly.

"I order you in the name of Command Seals——accept the magic power of two strokes of Command Seals, and release the Noble Phantasm, Caster!"

A magical condensation that was so powerful that everyone present could feel its coercion suddenly appeared above the head.The remaining command spell patterns on the back of He Jiong's hand also gradually disappeared, and the outstretched and slightly curved three-toed bird's feet gradually became difficult to see clearly.In the past few days, Caster, who has been short of mana and unable to fully cast the Noble Phantasm, finally got enough mana supplemented by the strengthening of the two command spells.

Alterego's Demon God Pillar was thrown into the air, pierced to the top of the fountain sculpture, and completely shattered the earth stone sculpture.Caster, who had just recovered from a near-death state, stepped between He Jiong and Alterego swiftly like a flash, and protected the Master behind him without hesitation.

that's it.he said to himself.

"Sasha! This is...!"

His elegant suit, which had already been soaked in the blood of both the enemy and us, went to nowhere.However, the clothes on his body are not all black as He Jiong is used to.The black bomber jacket on the upper body is more close-fitting, and the zipper is also closed meticulously. The lower body is wearing gray trousers with various styles and wrinkled fabrics and thick high-top leather boots. He is wearing a very rare leather ball cap and goggles. A long knitted scarf.The off-white scarf that looked very soft and comfortable was loosely crossed around his neck, and it went around a full circle, and the excess part hung on the back of his neck, rising and falling like a bird's wings in the strong wind caused by the transfer of powerful magic power Fly.

He turned around and took a deep look at He Jiong, and pulled off the wide, fluffy scarf that covered his nose.

"Thank you, Master. Let's defeat the enemy in one go. Don't worry, leave everything to me."

"TrueNameRevealed-"

(Real name Liberation——)

There is no need to hesitate any longer.There is no need to hide anymore.The spirit base coat that is exclusive to him speaks for itself. Although it is not enough to make people shout unheard of, it is also enough to make Alterego unprepared.

The Heroic Spirit and Servant named "Sabeining" did not exist from the beginning.The value of my life is not enough to make me influence the history of mankind and become a legend, he smiled secretly.It was just a coincidence that it happened to be chosen.

The honorable name possessed by a true heroic spirit, which should be extolled, has achieved world knowledge, and has been read, appreciated, and praised as a classic by countless people——

"The creator of the fantasy world, and also its keeper and pilot. I hold the name of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry."

(The builder of the fantasy world is also its recorder and pilot. My name is Antoine de Saint-Exupery.)

——"I am Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, a pseudo-servant. The abilities of the spirit foundation all come from Saint-Exupery, but the body is that of a human magician in the modern world Body, so please forgive me for not being able to transform into a spiritual body to save magic power like other servants. The current consciousness is dominated by Sabine as a body, but it also inherits all the memories of Saint-Exupéry. You can call I am Benin, Xiao Sa, or Mr. Sa. As long as you like, you can call me whatever you want..."

The dialogue when we first met appeared in He Jiong's mind.Yes, because he doesn't often mention Saint-Exupéry sleeping in his body, He Jiong also often forgets the fact that he is essentially a servant Caster "Saint-Exupery" rather than Sabine.

"You! Could it be...!" Alterego seemed very shaken for some reason. Caster confidently took a step towards her, invisibly cornering her who was completely in the upper hand.

"Unleash the Noble Phantasm-"

(The expansion of the treasure——)

Stretching out his right arm horizontally, Caster poured all his magic power into his upright palm.A mass of transparent high-density magic power appeared from the palm of his hand, as if the water flow slowly turning in its own direction was about to bring his treasure here.

"The young traveler from the distant star, owns the spirit of imagination"

(A young traveler from a distant starry sky, with a dreamy heart)

"Ride on the wind, writes head venture"

(Ride the wind, write adventures)

A huge surge of magic power spread from where Caster stood in all directions.The red-yellow desert spread out on the ground under their feet, pushing down and burying the jungle of Demon God's Pillar; above the head, the shell-shaped hemisphere with dark and rose-red patterns was washed away, exposing the gray sky above the square.The depressing light gray was replaced by the deep night sky gradually extending from a small point above the head.Together with the vast night, there are also stars twinkling in the sky, like countless golden lights, freely adorning the boundless zenith, blinking at the sleeping people on the ground.

The desert is dry and silent, no fat cacti, no hissing rattlesnakes.It seemed that there was no life other than the sleeping people.Many white flying objects suddenly appeared at the height of several floors, like a flock of flying white pigeons, but they drew countless parallel thin white lines in the night sky.When they flew close, they could see that countless paper airplanes dragged out a cloud of white mist.Then, some exquisite objects fell from the tail tip of each plane.

"Evil hides itself when he comes by"

(The evil dare not show itself wherever it passes by)

"Knows the name of love, shows the world its greatness"

(Know the name of deep love, so it shows its greatness in the world)

Paper airplanes drop a rain of dark gray, light brown, pebble-shaped seeds.The seeds of plants fall into the desert, there is no falling rain, and there is no fertile soil, but they still germinate, grow, bud, and bloom happily. The boundless sea of ​​roses stretching from the center of the desert will be Surrounded by sleepy people.The blood-red roses are bright and vibrant, and when the breeze blows, a few petals shake down, forming a ruby ​​​​rain that spins and rises from the ground.The flowers swayed their tender bodies under the night sky, and sang softly the childish songs dedicated to the quiet and beautiful night:

In the desert, roses can also bloom!

Little fox, wake up and play together!

"My endless pursuit, is every evidence of my existence"

(My pursuit is the proof of existence)

"Return to truth with my generous grant-"Le Petit Prince"!"

(Taking my generous gift and returning to the original - "Little Prince"!)

Although the night with only flowers is beautiful, don't you think it's a bit too quiet and monotonous?

Under the unanimous invitation of the roses, indistinct red gold and orange red actually appeared among the sea of ​​flowers, fluffy like small balls, occasionally protruding out of sharp light Small golden head, or small black triangular ears pricked up.Countless little foxes shuttled among the flowers, sniffing the blooming roses from time to time, rubbing the shy buds that are still shy, or sweeping the sand on the ground with the tip of their tails. Fuck off.They bounced around the fallen people, arching their heads with their small noses, scratching their arms and calves with their meaty claws like little black socks, rows of orange tails standing upright in the air Burning brightly like countless lively and dancing flames.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this is a lovely, pure, beautiful world that makes people feel relaxed and comfortable.A group of little foxes also gathered around He Jiong's feet, and one of them held a half-bloomed rose in its mouth.They all raised their heads, their tails soared to the sky, and their round and big black eyes were wide open, staring at He Jiong expectantly.The tension and exhaustion just now seemed to be swept away, and He Jiong also sat down cross-legged in a relaxed manner. The roses bowed their heads slightly to make room for him; The feeling of pain.As if surrounded by a group of children looking forward to praise, he hurriedly hugged the little foxes to comfort them one by one, rubbed their white and fleshy jaws and bellies, or slid his palms over their soft golden fur, From the top of the head to the spine to the tail.

Leisurely and free, as if he was not on the battlefield, but in his living room.For some reason, his mind drifted back to an afternoon many years ago.He was nestling on the sofa, reading a book in the light of the cloudy window, but accidentally dozed off, and the book in his hand hit his nose in a short while.He thought, that was an interesting story in his student days.

"Is this---the [Inherent Barrier] that completely covers my Noble Phantasm domain, erodes and rewrites the real space! Caster, you still retain such strength!"

"You don't look very pretty, Alterego. It seems that you have fully recognized me? Many people have read my works, but they may not remember my name. I heard you say that you ran into me a few days ago My dear Master; what you were holding was the book "The Little Prince", right? Because he came into close contact with you with the Little Holy Grail, he directly touched the "Holy Relic", which is equivalent to a summoning item It is because of his fairy tales that the Holy Grail chose him as the new Master to join this Holy Grail War. From this point of view, you are indeed right to say that you have a karma with us. On the contrary, I would like to thank you for allowing me to meet the Master Woolen cloth."

"It's a fairy tale writer... It's really unpleasant." Alterego's leisurely demeanor was gone, and she bit her fingernails stubbornly and childishly.

"I see. I was still puzzled just now. Even a modern publication of "The Little Prince" is not enough to reach the mysterious level of the holy relic. It should not be so easy to summon me. Now I finally understand why I, who hate the Holy Grail War so much, will be forcibly summoned by the Holy Grail without being informed. It is not to make my master participate in the Holy Grail War, Alterego, but to stop you."

"You said - stop me?"

"Before I unfolded the Noble Phantasm, I thought, why would someone like you, who is planning everywhere, is good at setting traps, and can even be said to study how to win the Holy Grail War, have the leisure to read a book of fairy tales at that time? ? If it is not for any special purpose, it is because you love fairy tales very much and miss a certain time when you were young. So I am sure that the purpose of my existence here is to defeat you. And my treasure is the most powerful Your vacillating weapon—are you unaware that you have been deeply affected?"

"……Eh?"

Not only Alterego, but even He Jiong, who was within the scope of the treasure, didn't notice it at the first time.Whether it's the desert, the starry sky, a group of paper airplanes, the ocean of roses, or a cheerful little fox, they are all summoning magic creations with Caster's magic power.Sight, hearing, smell, touch, no matter which senses make the brain aware of the existence of these scenery and life forms, the object of consciousness will instantly become the "spectator" and "reader" of Caster's Noble Phantasm, subject to his magic Influence.In this inherent enchantment like a large-scale fairy tale performance, Caster has a certain degree of absolute control over the spirit of all intellectual and rational objects.

"The inherent enchantment "RosaPlanet (Rose Planet)" is not an offensive Noble Phantasm that directly causes physical damage. It acts on the spiritual level of all controllable objects within the range, and the more preoccupied and obsessed The effect will be more pronounced with people. No matter how obsessed you are with becoming a "god"." Caster smiled at her.

"Have you finished reading the book 'The Little Prince', Kiara-san?"

Alterego stared at him blankly.She had indeed just read it, and could recall many episodes.However, I always feel that I don't fully understand the truth.She was kneeling on the ground, her legs were slightly spread apart, and the cheeks of the roses were pressed against her skin.A few little foxes also came to her and sat with their tails closed, as if they wanted to listen to a story with her.

"The little prince who traveled from a distant planet to the earth met the pilot whose plane was destroyed in the desert when the night was about to pass and dawn came. So they stayed together for several days. The little prince told the pilot that he was traveling between the planets. A story of a journey. He set off from his baobab planet, bid farewell to his fragile, haughty rose in a glass enclosure that needed his constant watering and catching caterpillars. He met the greedy, the vain, the boring and stereotyped My lord, I have met a rose garden that does not belong to him, I have met a little fox who taught him wisdom, friendship and the responsibility and meaning of "domestication".

The little foxes tilted their heads and listened very carefully.The roses stood tall and nodded frequently with the wind.They know this story better than anyone else, because they are the story itself.However, no matter how many times you listen to them, they never seem to get tired of them.

Who would hate the innocent and lovely little prince who domesticated them without knowing it?

"In the end, the little prince wanted to go back to his own planet. He missed his roses and wanted to take responsibility for them. So at the end of the story, he left the earth in a special way—some say that he died. It is said that his soul returned to Rose."

Caster's story ended so quickly.For a while, the surroundings were quiet and there was no sound.

"It seems that it is different from other fairy tales I have read." The most attentive listener whispered so.In her hand, she held tightly a picture book with a blue cover.It didn't exist there before.The cover of the picture book depicts a light blue ocean, and there is a beautiful girl in the sun-lit sea.Her long curly hair is like golden waves, flowing in the water, and below the waist is a blue curved fishtail, which also shines like water ripples in the sparkling sea water.

Andersen's "Daughter of the Sea". Caster thought.

The pure and kind little mermaid falls in love with the human prince, hoping to obtain the noble and immortal soul of human beings, abandons the fish tail and singing voice, endures the pain of walking on two feet, and finally gives up the blood of the prince's heart because of her love and kindness In exchange for one's own fish tail, the story of turning into sea foam when the dawn comes.

"Yes, Ms. Kiara, it's really different. Most of the fairy tales are written for children, in order to let their souls, which are as clear and clean as a page of white paper, at the moment when their lives are just budding, Leave the enlightenment of the virtues of sincerity and kindness. For example, the "Daughter of the Sea" in your hand is a story about "dedication" and "pursuit". And "The Little Prince" is slightly different. Compared with writing for children, "The Little Prince" is more like a fairy tale written for grown-ups."

At this time, not only Alterego, but also the ordinary people around who had been lying on the ground, deeply affected by her magic spell, sat up blankly.Among them are adults who have entered middle age, young people who have just grown up, and there are also children, teenagers and girls who follow the adults.No matter who it is, they are like children waiting for their parents or kindergarten teachers to read a fairy tale book, looking at the story teller with curiosity and expectation.And he stood among the crowd eager to listen to the story, among the endlessly spreading rose bushes, just like standing in the center of the spotlight on the stage, facing the speaker who was full of audience.

"There are many things I want to tell people. We all know children, we were all children. But we often forget the fact that we were children. When you were young, you and I all had childish fantasies like those in fairy tales, when we Don't care about fame and wealth, how much power and money you will have in the future, right? We begin to pursue ideals and material things as we grow up. It is good to have pursuits, but we are blinded by the goals we pursue and ignore the means and The process will make life complicated and turbid, losing the original meaning and the purest happiness. Therefore, the story of "The Little Prince" is a story about "growth", "responsibility" and "primary innocence". "

Caster looked around at the surrounding crowd, and met pairs of focused eyes.Among the crowd, there are his dear ones, his enemies, and strangers whom he has never seen before.

But at this moment, everyone is equally his audience and readers of the story.

"'You can only see clearly with your heart, and important things cannot be seen with your eyes.'"

He spoke slowly and solemnly.

He Jiong was very familiar with this sentence, and was even deeply impressed.That is the story of "The Little Prince". The little fox told him the secret before he left. It was the wisdom it taught him and the parting gift it gave him. It can be called the finishing touch of the theme of the book.In order to learn more about Caster, he stayed up all night and quietly reviewed the book several times.

He looked down at the little foxes in his arms, and the little foxes were also looking up at him, with wisdom shining in their eyes.It's like saying: Yes, that's right.The little prince has learned this truth.

He turned his gaze back to Caster.At this time, Caster is not only Sabine, but also not only Saint-Exupéry.He is also the little prince himself in the book, pure and a little more mature, telling the truth he learned during the journey with emotion.

Caster's words seemed to be a mantra, and everyone repeated it silently in their hearts.

The rose vines as thin as willow branches wrap around He Jiong's arms gently and caressingly, and bloom red flowers the size of bells.He closed his eyes and saw his past.At that time, when he was still a minor, he was taught the Xiangxi spells inherited by his family by the elders of his family, but he didn't like the magic system that was too close to black magic.Later, he taught himself the Western system of magic, studied hard in schools in the non-magic world, and was admitted to a university far away from his hometown, trying to get rid of the influence and control of his family.After entering the society, he also insisted on being a spiritual magician who does not use spells, and would not use magic on ordinary people in order to achieve his own goals.

He enjoys mental magic, and although he rarely uses it, he enjoys practicing it on his own as a hobby in his spare time.At the same time, he also loves his career as a TV host, and wants to bring a little joy to his audience when life is busy and tired.He has never lost his desire to carefully protect the ordinary world around him.

Compared with He Jiong, the other person not far away was not so calm.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Heart-piercing, high-pitched cries came from his ears, and He Jiong hurriedly opened his eyes.There may be people around who lower their heads and silently rub their eyes, crying because of recalling the past experience.But no one cried so heartbreakingly like that little girl.

The little girl's figure, which was gently entangled by delicate rose vines, made him feel a little familiar.Then Caster walked towards her under the silent attention of the crowd, knelt down, and patted her on the head comfortingly: "Okay, okay...don't cry, Kiara."

The body has shrunk to the immature childhood state of 13 years old, and the clothes have changed from being so strong and blooming like luscious flowers to the light blue silk nightdress that little girls love to wear.In the center of the skirt's chest, there are two hanging white lily-of-the-valley flowers embroidered.She still had the blue "Daughter of the Sea" on her lap; Alterego covered his eyes with the backs of his hands, weeping defenselessly like an ordinary little girl.

At this time, she was just a weak and helpless little girl who had no power to fight back.

"They tell me I won't live to be 14...everyone says that. Dad says that too. I lie in bed, every day, every day, looking at the drapes and veils of the sky and listening to the voices outside. The grown-ups lamented that I was one step closer to death, and then they whispered happily about lunch—no one really cared about me. No one tried to save me. All they saw and talked about was the patriarch's My daughter is about to die in a few months, and the question of who the new suzerain should be...Only the fairy tale book that I don’t know who left me supports my fantasy. But why is there such a huge contrast between reality and fairy tales? In fairy tales Why don’t such kind-hearted human beings who help others without complaint or regret exist?” She sobbed, sobbing.

When she was young, she dreamed of fairy tales, in which humans would save others.

But everyone around her taught her that human beings in reality would not save her.

Humans in reality do not save others.

From that moment on, the seriously ill girl who has been accompanied by the shadow of death since birth, had a painful enlightenment.

The only "human being" left in reality is himself.And the other people around are just selfish, greedy for self-satisfaction, existence no different from ants and bugs.

Caster listened silently, and said: "My treasure will have a spiritual effect on the audience, which is to abandon the complicated obsessions of adulthood and return to the original, that is, to return the soul to the pure childhood of the past. You receive my treasure It has such a profound impact, not only the mental state, but even the spiritual base has returned to the appearance of childhood. The reason is that you are no longer a child, completely forgetting the childlike dreams and pure heart of childhood, and being too persistent to redeem humanity in what can be called an evil twist."

"Hoohoo..." Alterego, who was still using his young body, regained his present self a little bit, and smiled softly, "I am enlightened to practice Buddhism, and I want to save all living beings, so that all human beings can enjoy the ultimate with me. The joy of your life. Such a kind and bodhi love is actually used by you, and you let me enjoy it in the tragic memories of my childhood. It’s really unexpected, Caster.”

"Miss Kiara, I have to correct one of your points of view. Your childhood was indeed unfortunate, but the tragic past has never been a reason for anyone to hurt others. In my opinion, your so-called transcendence of human beings and deep love for human beings , Freeing others from physical and mental pain is just an excuse for you to play with human souls out of your own selfish desires. Now, do you still want to complete that obsession to make the whole world your plaything?"

She said indifferently: "Even if I still want to complete it, this spirit base is already too much for my heart. I really don't want to admit that I would lose to such a fairy tale writer who loves to preach and is completely boring except for the secrets of the soul... Hehe. This is "repeating the same mistakes". However, you have also shown me a new limit of human beings, and this training is not without interest."

A little fox who was sitting on the side happily got into the arms of Alterego who looked like a girl.She held the little fox that was begging to be caressed by its neck and put it down dissatisfied. As a result, more little foxes surrounded her and licked her face, making her flustered for a while.One of the little foxes turned around and ran towards Caster with something in its mouth. He took it out and saw that it was the little Holy Grail held by Alterego.On both sides of the front and back, there is also a dark-colored Command Spell engraving that has been sucked out of magic power. Caster thought in surprise, so the Lesser Holy Grail is the master of Alterego and Assassin.

"It's a pity, this is a cultural relic that has disappeared from the Xingsha Museum..."

On the cloud pattern cup, a deep crack was left at some point, and the magic power contained in it was completely lost.Maybe it's because of the collision in the battle, or maybe it's because Alterego's too powerful backlash magic power makes the little Holy Grail unable to carry it.The reason is beyond investigation, but the result is in front of us.

The subspecies Holy Grail War in Xingsha City came to an end.

Alterego who lost the source of magic power and fighting ability, the spirit foundation began to disappear.The little foxes stopped playing with her, and sat quietly beside her, looking at the radiance of the golden spirit particles floating in the air, as if saying goodbye to her.

"Watching the demise of the loser—is this the pride of the winner? However, your master didn't care about winning the Holy Grail War, and walked straight towards his "love". His Noble Phantasm was taken from It was very difficult to maintain it just now, and it seems that your time is running out."

Parts of the body are disappearing one by one.In the last time of this life, she watched Caster from a distance with a kind of special gentle gaze that had almost never been shown as he walked towards He Jiong, who was surrounded by rose vines, rose bushes and little foxes eagerly.

"Although we won this subspecies Holy Grail War, it's a pity that the lesser Holy Grail was not left intact in the end," Caster handed over the cracked cloud pattern cup