I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

[Even after such a severe burn, he didn't die. Is this disgusting old man really not a Heroic Spirit?]

“No… no… I know a lot of secrets. I’m telling you, I’m telling you that the Heavenly Cup has been contaminated… Please spare me, please spare me—”

[The shrill cry of a decayed soul that has experienced five hundred years.]

[But all the struggles were met with only the young man's indifferent eyes and an even more intense flame.]

All decay, all darkness of corruption, all filthiness are purified in the raging fire.

"I can't die... My five-hundred-year-old wish, my ideal of immortality... I... I..."

[The traces of decay from the years, along with the essence of the soul, were all burned away, and the fuzzy-minded Matou Zouken seemed to have traveled back hundreds of years.]

【ideal…..】

My ideal of immortality?

【wrong. 】

[Neither is correct.]

That’s not my ideal, that’s not it.

My true ideal is...

....

【"This is…."】

The flames gradually dimmed, and above the pool of burning white ash, Sakurajima Mai and the others seemed to see the shadowy figure of a blue-haired, heroic young man.

[That was hundreds of years ago, standing at the pinnacle of magic, the great magician Zolgen Machiri, known as the "Butterfly Master."]

【It is also the origin of the Matou family.】

[I can even vaguely see the outline of Matou Zouken...]

[Looking at the soul memory, this great magician whose ideal was to "abolish all evil" and the second magician's disciple, the third magician's Winter Saint Justisia Lizleich von Einzbern, jointly constructed the Heaven's Grail Super-Standard Grand Ceremony.]

[They also fought among themselves in an attempt to monopolize the results, and ultimately decayed amidst repeated failures.]

[Suddenly, Sakurajima Mai and the others thought of an outrageous possibility.]

【hiss---】

[No way, this blue-haired young man who dreams of "eliminating all evil" couldn't be that disgusting old man, Matou Zouken?]

[Is the butcher knife of time so outrageous? ]

Before they could continue watching, a burst of magic bullet shattered the old man's remaining soul along with the illusory image.

【Eh? 】

[Fujiwara Chika looked up and saw the young man's undisguised disgust.]

[Not even stopping, seeing that this sticky soul still had some remnants, he shot out another beam of magic power from between his fingers, crushing all the remnants.]

"Hei Hei Jun hates this kind of 'I have my own difficulties, I was once naive, it's not my fault, the world forced me to...'"

【Mai Sakurajima patted Rikka's shoulder.】

"Your Servant is quite disgusted by these excuses."

Rikka shuddered, shrinking her head. She looked at the hero with a cold gaze, showing no interest in watching any further. She simply crushed the old man to dust.

[What does the old man's past, how helpless, all his hardships, how pitiful, and what truths... have to do with him?]

[There are so many evil people in this world. Who doesn't have their own reasons? Who doesn't have their own reasons?]

[Why should we judge him from the perspective of the perpetrator?]

【Pooh! 】

[Die for me————!!]

..........

"Great, great, you are worthy of being Brother Shu, you are clear about gratitude and resentment, and your thinking is clear."

"Yeah, why should we be sympathetic to a perpetrator? Don't you think so, Abe?"

"Abe said he was open-minded and didn't care at all."

"Hahaha, this is hilarious, God is so open-minded."

all around the world.

The happier ordinary people are, the more they agree with it.

After all, for the lower class, death is the only fairness.

Only some saintly bitches who want to leave a way out for themselves shout that no matter who it is, everyone should be given a chance.

We should respect life and not take its life easily.

This then led to fierce criticism: "Fuck you, didn't your mother teach you that you have to pay the price for your actions?"

"Damn, every time this happens, this kind of thing pops up and disgusts me. Damn, I'm so angry!!"

The death penalty is too far away from ordinary people. Who can be sentenced to death for economic crimes, corruption or other crimes?

As long as he doesn't die, there is always a way to extend his life sentence to ten years and then release him on medical parole.

When the storm has passed, he is still the high and mighty master.

"Forget it, forget it. They won't be able to brag for much longer. Magical talent doesn't depend on background, and resources aren't that valuable."

on the street.

"Hahaha, that's true. For example, I'm already a formal magician. Now I've finally made a comeback."

The middle-aged man showed off the badge with a beaming look, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Brother, you can do it. I'm almost there too. I'm also a formal magician."

The young man in casual clothes bowed.

"Not bad, not bad, young and promising."

Several men who had just met smiled at each other and felt much closer.

The boat of men's friendship is that simple.

"But uncle, I guess I'll change to a D-rank badge soon."

The middle-aged man said this in a reserved and casual manner.

"That's pretty impressive, uncle."

"Little brother, you have to work hard too."

"well….."

The young man in casual clothes took out a badge and hung it up, saying helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. Going from D-level to C-level is a leap in life level. It's too difficult. I guess it will take until the end of the month to break through."

"....."

The uncle had a dark face and looked at me coldly.

The boat of men's friendship can capsize at any time.

"Humph, young people nowadays become complacent after achieving a little success."

With a cold snort, the middle-aged man walked away with his hands behind his back.

His daughters are all A-level goddesses. Is he proud?

His second daughter, the little goddess, got a B+. Did he brag about it?

Humph.

I'll go to the mutual aid association building and find the little goddess to tell her the truth...ahem, and ask her to come home for dinner.

The old and frivolous Yukinoshita father walked slowly towards the Master Mutual Aid Association building with his hands behind his back.

..........

Colleagues who are eager to discuss in this world.

A ninja world.

The hedgehog-haired man wearing a vortex mask looked at Tianmu with a dark face.

I'm afraid you're hinting at me.

What's wrong with thinking it's the world's fault? Is this rotten world wrong?

What's wrong with changing from this hellish nightmare to a one-time sweet dream?

Behind.

"Evil is evil. What I said is not correct. I have known this for a long time."

The orange-haired young man's eyes blossomed, and his voice was calm: "But I have long been aware of the evil I bear."

No matter how noble his purpose may be, he who kills innocent people is undoubtedly evil.

If this is the case, then being defeated or even killed is natural and deserved.

only…….

I hope that day will come later before he achieves peace through force.

Look at the sky.

His country was invaded, his parents and relatives were killed, and a man named Uzumaki Nagato looked at the sky through the Eyes of Pain, with some longing and some expectation.

If it is in that miraculous sky, can there be any other answers?

.........

[It seemed long, but in reality it was only an hour or so, and everything was settled.]

"It's so dirty."

[Looking around, the man coldly summarized the old man's five hundred years of life, then extended his finger and flicked out a spark.]

[The water rose against the wind, forming a sea of ​​incandescent fire before it even hit the ground, spreading from every crack to every corner of the ruined buildings.]

[After three breaths, the flames gradually died down, and the entire castle was no longer cold or damp.]

“It’s finally over.”

The old man's ashes were scattered. Fujiwara Chika patted her elastic chest, finally feeling relieved.

[That old man's vitality is so strong, just like cockroaches.]

【Mai Sakurajima seemed to be lost in thought.】

[It seems that even cutting the body into pieces is not safe. I need to learn from the evil-minded man and grind the bones to dust. Otherwise, if I encounter such a strong vitality, it would be ridiculous to be killed by it in the last step.]

Sakurajima Mai restrained her distracted thoughts, secretly complaining about the black-hearted man leading her astray, and looked at the young man.

"So what's the plan next, new Berserker-kun?"

"Plan? There's no such thing, but..."

The young man looked at the half-vanished black knight's severed arm and reached out to grab at the empty space.

[Before Sakurajima Mai could react, a flash of crimson light appeared, and the Command Seal had already been transferred to her wrist.]

[Looking at Mai Sakurajima, whose lips parted in shock, the young man contentedly instructed Lantros to sit, lie down, stretch out his hands, and stick out his tongue...]

[That is to say, if you don't have a Servant, what kind of caster are you?]

"That's enough. He's a hero of the ancient times after all."

Sakurajima Mai finally reacted and shouted at the young man who was training him like a pet.

[There was uncontrollable excitement in his voice, and he even felt a little dazed for a moment.]

【It's that easy.】

[I got a Servant? Or this Berserker who looks ridiculously strong?]

[For the first time, she felt a little confident in the burden of saving humanity.]

[As expected, Fuhei-kun is really reliable when it comes to serious matters.]