Type Moon: Social Death Nickname, Starting Lady Crane

This hell is so hopeless that even young children understand it.

Shirou Emiya finally collapsed.

Is it because of a lack of oxygen, or is it because the body has lost the ability to breathe oxygen?

Anyway, Emiya Shirou fell to the ground, watching the sky begin to darken.

The people around me were all burned black and shrunk very small.

Dark clouds filled the sky, telling Shirou Emiya that it would rain soon.

If only it could rain. Just rain would put out this fire.

Finally, Emiya Shirou took a deep breath and looked at the rain clouds.

The pain is beyond imagination. Even living is a torture. I even feel that dying would be easier.

In his hazy state, Emiya Shirou extended his hand, a gesture that held no particular meaning.

Reaching out is not asking for help.

I just feel that the sky is so far away.

Before he died, this was the only thought in his mind.

Just like that, Emiya Shirou's consciousness gradually faded, and his raised hand fell to the ground.

No.

Shirou Emiya's hand didn't fall to the ground in the end.

A big hand held the palm that was falling weakly.

It was a man, tears welling in his eyes, filled with joy at having found a living person.

Because his expression was so joyful.

The person Emiya Shirou thought was saved was actually not him, but that man.

that's it.

The man said thank you, as if he was thanking something.

Even the dying Shirou Emiya felt a little envious, he said.

"It's great to find it."

"Even if I can save just one person, I can be redeemed."

He said this with a smile of immense joy, as if thanking someone.

At this moment, the Fifth Holy Grail War.

Emiya Shirou looked at the scene on the screen.

Tears kept falling from the corners of my eyes.

The tears made it impossible for him to see the scene clearly.

His tears prevented him from seeing Saber's distressed look.

Emiya Shirou could never have imagined it.

The father whom he had always respected and the man who had always been thought to have saved him from the flames turned out to be the one who had caused the fire.

At this moment, the beliefs that had been held all along suddenly collapsed.

The one who saved himself, the one who nurtured himself, the one who always kept himself righteous.

Killed so many innocent people.

At this moment, Shirou Emiya even began to doubt whether the so-called justice that the man conveyed to him was really worth pursuing?

Just as Emiya Shirou was thinking this, Taiga suddenly appeared.

She hugged Shirou Emiya and patted his back.

"It's okay, Shirou, it's okay."

She kept patting Shirou Emiya's back and whispering comforting words to him.

It is hard to imagine that Mr. Ohkawa, who is like a tiger, would have such a side to him.

With Taiga's comfort, Shirou Emiya gradually calmed down.

291: Kiritsugu is indeed too much

On the other side, the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Shirou Emiya himself looked at this scene on the screen, and his face instantly turned ashen.

At this moment, he only felt fear and relief.

He simply couldn't imagine that he would cause the deaths of so many innocent people.

This goes against his long-held philosophy.

His adopted son, Shirou Emiya, whom he had always considered his pride, turned out to be one of the victims.

This was completely unacceptable to Emiya Kiritsugu.

However, the only thing I can be thankful for is that I now know about this through the video playing on the screen.

Fortunately, at this moment, I will at least not make the same mistake again!!!

At this moment, I still have the opportunity to correct myself.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Saber with a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Saber."

Saber hadn't expected Emiya Shirou to apologize, but she accepted it with peace of mind.

Because she knew in her heart that at least next time, Emiya Shirou would definitely not make such a stupid decision!!!

The screen continues to play!!!

In the picture, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is already five years later.

The moon was very bright that day.

Emiya Kiritsugu sat idly on the corridor, looking up at the moon.

Although it is winter, the temperature tonight is not too cold, just a little cool, which is perfect for moon watching.

There was a young man next to Kiritsugu, who also had nothing to do and was watching the moon with Kiritsugu.

The boy's name is Shirou.

He was the only one who brought salvation in the fire that burned everything Kiritsugu had.

Five years have passed since that day, and Shirou, who was just a child back then, has become much stronger recently.

The fire caused Shirou to lose all his relatives, so Kiritsugu adopted him as his son, and then renovated the abandoned house with a warehouse that he bought for Irisviel as a hiding place until it was barely habitable, and the two of them lived there.

Even Kiritsugu himself didn't understand why he did this. Having nowhere else to go was certainly one reason, but honestly, hadn't he already lost all reason to live?

All the goals and ideals that Emiya Kiritsugu had held in the past were completely burned away in the fire that day.

The man left alone in the scorched wilderness was nothing more than a corpse with a still-beating heart.

In fact, if Kiritsugu hadn't noticed Shirou leaving like that, he might actually be dead now.

But he met her, met the child who was struggling to survive in the fire where all the people were killed.

That miracle injected new inner being into the empty shell that was once Emiya Kiritsugu.

Now that I think about it, it really was a wonderful life.

The man who abandoned his wife and daughter temporarily plays the role of father.

The child who lost his parents temporarily plays the role of son.

Once upon a time, the repetitive days had become a monotonous daily routine.

Although Kiritsugu was not yet forty years old, Shirou called him "Grandpa." Even Kiritsugu felt that this was not a wrong way to address him.

Because the remaining vitality and hope for the future in Kiritsugu's body are actually almost as good as those of an old man.

After that, Kiritsugu spent a very comfortable and peaceful time, as if he was living in someone else's dream.

His life had always been filled with loss. But after that day five years ago, no one had ever disappeared from Kiritsugu's sight.

Shirou, Taiga, old man Leihua, and the young men of the Fujimura group have been by Kiritsugu's side since the day they met him until now.

Strangely enough, in the past, a chance encounter would have been just the beginning of a farewell.

But because he gained such happiness, he also paid a relative price.

He can never get back what he lost.

Kiritsugu went to the Einzbern territory several times under the pretext of "going out for a trip" without telling Shirou, in order to rescue his daughter who was left alone in Winter Castle.

However, no matter how persistently Kiritsugu visited, Jobstaheit refused to open the forest barrier.

Actually, this is not surprising, because Kiritsugu's betrayal at the last moment destroyed Einzbern's fourth chance to challenge the Holy Grail. Even if he was punished, it was natural, but did old man At have any sanctions?

Perhaps he thought that a dog that betrayed its master should be kicked out, left to live with shame until it died miserably outside.

Or perhaps it was because he judged that preventing Kiritsugu from seeing his daughter Illyasviel for the rest of his life would be the most effective punishment for him, and his thoughts were indeed true.

If it were Kiritsugu, who was once notorious as a magician killer, there might still be a hope for him to break through the barrier of the extremely cold forest and enter the city to meet his daughter.

But he was exposed to all the evil in the world (AngraMainyu), and the curse had weakened his body to the point where it was like he had a terminal illness.

His limbs were weak and feeble, his vision was blurry, and eighty percent of his magic circuits had lost their function.

Now he was like a half-patient, and of course it was impossible for him to find the starting point of the barrier. At most, he could only wander in the blizzard until he almost froze to death.

Perhaps it was the effects of forcing himself to do what he did several times—Kiritsugu had recently begun to indifferently realize that his end was near. After all, when he was cursed by the black mud, he already had a short life ahead of him.

Recently, Kiritsugu has been staying indoors less and less, spending his days in a daze, immersed in memories.

He wondered what his life was all about.

Now, while he and Shirou were idly looking at the moon, these things were also on his mind.

"...When I was little, I dreamed of becoming a messenger of justice."

These words suddenly burst out of my mouth.

These were words he had long since abandoned, like a shipwreck that had sunk to the depths of the ocean long ago. Yes, he had wanted to say these words to someone, but in the end, he hadn't been able to. Who was that person?

But when Shirou heard Kiritsugu's words, his expression fell.

"What do you mean? You said you once admired it, does that mean you've given up on it now?"

Shirou hated Kiritsugu's self-denial. He admired Kiritsugu immensely, yet Kiritsugu felt deeply ashamed of his feelings for Shirou.

The boy regarded his adoptive father as some very remarkable person, but he did not know Emiya Kiritsugu's past. He was completely unaware of the disasters and losses that Kiritsugu had brought about in his life, and he actually regarded Kiritsugu as a role model.

If Kiritsugu has any regrets about the time they spent together, it's that Shirou's self-sacrifice and sense of justice are so strong, almost abnormal, that they seem to stem from his admiration for Kiritsugu's deviation. Shirou says he wants to be like Kiritsugu, to follow the same path as him.

If Shirou lived the same life as Kiritsugu, and gradually collapsed like Kiritsugu, even the last five years of peace would become a curse... But in the end, Kiritsugu was unable to persuade Shirou and tell him what a foolish choice that was.

Shirou asked Kiritsugu if he had given up. This question made Kiritsugu's chest ache. He was right. If he had given up earlier, who knows how many people and things would have been saved.

Kiritsugu pretended to gaze at the bright moon in the distance, hiding his inner sorrow with a wry smile.

"Well, it's a shame, but being a hero has a time limit. Once you grow up, it's hard to call yourself a hero anymore. I wish I had realized this sooner."

If he had noticed it earlier, he wouldn't have been attracted by the sweet talk of the wish machine that could make miracles come true.

In the past, Kiritsugu nearly released a demon to destroy the world in order to save it. Because he realized this mistake too late, countless lives were lost, including Shirou's biological parents.

That hell still lurked deep beneath Mount Enzo. Kiritsugu had, of course, taken precautions. He had gathered all the leftover explosives from the war and spent years tampering with several ley lines, causing some of the spiritual veins flowing into Mount Enzo to develop "lumps." This was also the last time he used magecraft in his career.

The immense source of magical energy gathered from the earth's veins would accumulate within the nub over a protracted period of time. One day, when it reached a critical point, it would trigger a massive earthquake of minimal magnitude directly beneath Mount Enzo. Within thirty years at the earliest, or at the slowest, forty, the nub would rupture. Calculations indicated that this earthquake would undoubtedly cause the underground cavity within Mount Enzo to collapse, sealing off the Greater Holy Grail. Although Kiritsugu would not be able to see the results of this effort in his lifetime, it was a measure designed to prevent the recurrence of the Fifth Holy Grail War in sixty years' time, and it was the only thing he could do now.

Shirou pondered for a long time over the explanation Kiritsugu had just managed to fabricate in his grief, and seemed to be able to accept it to some extent. He nodded with a thoughtful expression and said, "If that's the case, there's nothing we can do."

"Yeah, there's really nothing I can do about it."

Kiritsugu also responded with a sigh.

There is nothing I can do.