A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

Before, he had destroyed the Holy Grail several times in succession in order to protect the world. This time, when he came here because of the mission to save the world, unlike the previous paranoid and crazy Master, the existence of Irisviel made him think of Guinevere, the woman he felt most sorry for in his life.

The desire to protect this thing that he had not protected well in the past has become Arthur's greatest wish for some reason. Arthur is very sure that this feeling is not due to Caster's interference with him, but a desire that was born from within him.

He couldn't deny that, just as Lancelot had said, he hadn't understood what they wanted in the past. But many things had already happened, and there was no need to undo them. Just like the decline of Britain and the fall of Camelot, Arthur had given up on changing those things. At this moment, he only wanted to protect "Irisviel"...

At this moment, Duanmu Ye keenly sensed that something was not right. The magic power flowing around was filled with a hint of blood. However, both Caster, who was killing people to gain magic power, and Archer, who despised everything, had already left the scene early. The magic power pouring in from all directions was obviously not something that could happen due to the deaths in one area.

The fleeing Duanmu Ye stopped. The distorted shadow under the light was an extension of his sins and evils, as if responding to the fishy magic in the air. Duanmu Ye realized what had happened to cause such a smell to permeate the entire Dongmu City.

Rather than saying that the stinking magic smells like blood, it's better to say that it smells like vitality, the breath of sin and evil...

At this moment, someone is performing a large-scale sacrificial magic, continuously absorbing the sins and evils hidden in life throughout the city and gathering them in one place.

Duanmu Ye turned his head. Because he was infected by the outer gods, he gained the ability to see things that he shouldn't be able to see.

At this moment, looking back at the place where he came from, which was the theater where Arthur was, Duanmu Ye saw a black and red shadow lying on Arthur's shoulder, absorbing the sin and evil emanating from Arthur.

There has always been a perfect savior. Arthur, who acts as a "king", has his own selfish desires and sins. No matter how flawless Arthur's image is and how much he charms thousands of girls, as a king, Arthur is the leader of the ruling class and a dictator, and this will never change.

At this moment, Duanmu Ye finally understood what was wrong with Arthur. The black Irisviel was enough to prove to him that the Holy Grail had been contaminated. Not only was it contaminated by all the evil in this world, but it was also contaminated by some powers that Duanmu Ye was familiar with, that is, the power of the outer gods.

After a brief silence, Duanmu Ye began to move, but this time he no longer ran away, but instead shot towards Arthur.

He blended into the wind and could reach speeds that violated the laws of physics. In just a moment, he arrived in front of Arthur, who was holding the Sword in the Stone high.

"Using offense as defense? It's too late!"

Arthur's voice came to his ears, and the shining Sword in the Stone also burst out a beam of light that shot up into the sky as the voice sounded, and fell down completely at the moment the voice fell.

Duanmu Ye, who was engulfed by the beam of light, clearly felt that every part of his body was being pierced by something. Those huge magic beams were just shells to restrict his movements and did not cause any substantial damage. At the same time, the concentrated magic that was integrated into the brilliant magic was almost filling the entire beam, constantly destroying every part of his body. The moment it touched the wall of the beam, it was refracted and returned to the pierced body again, repeating this process.

The sword of the Sword in the Stone was crumbling. Although it no longer had the "threat to humanity" special attack, the new attack mode still made Duanmu Ye feel a little difficult to move at this moment...

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"Ma...Master! I'm here to help you!"

Suddenly, Van Gogh's voice appeared in his ears, and then the sword in the stone, which should have lasted for a long time, broke into pieces in an instant, and the light beam that bound him was terminated at the same time.

A picture appeared in his mind. It was a picture of a broken sword, a broken gorgeous sword. Even at the moment he saw it, the picture changed again and turned into fragments falling to the ground.

"what?!"

Arthur's shocked voice came to his ears, and he couldn't even understand what was happening as he held the hilt of the Sword in the Stone.

Arthur, who knew from the beginning that the Sword in the Stone would inevitably collapse, had inserted the Sword in the Stone into the scabbard. While it was contaminated with the aura of Avalon, it shared the protection of "Avalon" with Irisviel. The Sword in the Stone's collapse would not progress as quickly as expected, but would continue to the point of killing Caster.

However, at this moment, the cracks had just begun to spread and had just appeared from the sword handle, but the Sword in the Stone collapsed. This result was very difficult for Arthur to accept.

But what made it even harder for Arthur to accept was that at this moment, in Caster's hand appeared a sword he was all too familiar with. It was a long sword that shone with golden light and had the same shape as the Sword of Promised Victory...

——The Unbroken Lake Light【Aroundight】

Why does Caster have that sword?

Come to think of it, I haven't seen Lancelot since yesterday's decisive battle. Could it be that he was killed by Caster and his Noble Phantasm was taken away?

But if that was the case, why did the magic sword that Lancelot had taken out earlier take the form of a holy sword in Caster's hand at this moment?

Could it be...

Arthur didn't dare to think about it, not even the thought of the absolutely impossible... that the Indestructible Lake Light, in Caster's hands, transformed from a demonic sword into a holy sword. But how could such a thing be possible? How could it possibly happen?!

A yellow figure was reflected in his emerald eyes. The sword, gleaming with a cold light, capable of severing everything, was already within reach. The sword in the stone, broken for unknown reasons, made Arthur begin to doubt whether his unscrupulous use of force against Caster was also an act against chivalry...

Just like that, Arthur closed his eyes with calmness and despair, but the sword did not hit his soul core, but whizzed past his cheek like a cold wind.

Then, a heart-wrenching scream from behind made Arthur open his eyes. Arthur turned his head towards the sound and saw a black and red figure reflected in his eyes. His wide eyes were full of disbelief.

"Ellie?!"

The figure was very faint, so faint that it seemed to be between a spirit and a entity. This made Arthur realize at the first moment that the Irisviel in front of him, who was fixed on the wall by the undamaged lake light, was definitely not the one he knew.

but why?

"Let me tell you, Arthur, being the savior and being bewitched...it really makes the title of savior look cheap..."

He told Arthur about Angra Mainu and the Black Holy Grail, and admitted without hesitation that he might have played a role in all this, but in the end, the birth of the Black Holy Grail was the masterpiece of the magicians gathered in this winter tree.

"How could this happen... No wonder the sword in the stone broke..."

There was a flash of despair in Arthur's eyes. Now seemed to be the best time to dominate him, but Arthur missed this opportunity.

Above the undamaged lake, the elves' inscriptions were purifying the trapped evil, but at this moment Arthur was completely desperate and seemed to have lost the idea of ​​fighting any further.

But just when Duanmu Ye was about to give Arthur the final blow, he and Arthur raised their heads at the same time and looked at the countless stars-like flames in the sky.

"Zhi, missiles?... I should have known that if I pushed Emiya Kiritsugu too far, he would really abandon this city!"

Duanmu Ye gritted his teeth and wanted to return to the yellow house immediately to confirm whether the house was still safe and sound after such a bombing.

And Van Gogh also gave an explanation at the first time.

"It's okay, Master... This is Van Gogh's power, the beginning of his hope! It's just this level of damage... It won't be a big deal!"

Van Gogh said this, but Duanmu Ye had no intention of stopping until Van Gogh spoke again.

"Go get the Holy Grail, Master! That guy must be waiting for you where the Holy Grail descended!"

Van Gogh's words made Duanmu Ye stop on his way to the yellow house. Although he was a little surprised that Van Gogh would say that, he still changed direction and headed towards the only area that was not covered by the wind field generated by the falling missile, the large cavity under Liudong Temple!

Without any hesitation, he immediately headed to Liudong Temple in the east, completely ignoring Arthur behind him.

Looking at the quickly disappearing figure, Arthur, realizing what had happened, slowly stood up from the ground. Looking at the sword that had already destroyed the evil spirit of the Holy Grail because of the elf's inscription, there was a little more determination in his eyes.

Pulling out the indestructible lake light from the wall, Arthur put on the hood that was originally used to hide himself, and holding the holy sword, he disappeared into the ruins of the theater covered by flames...

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Oh no, I can’t finish it today, I have to write the first chapter tomorrow. Never mind, I’ll just start a new volume tomorrow!

Water, Wind, Flower: Chapter 108: The Rising Sun and the Setting Sun

The decline of the Age of Gods is an inevitable problem. Although there are many powerful magicians who pursue the Age of Gods where all magic is mastered, that era has long disappeared into the past with the torrent of history. Only a few remote small countries are left with some lingering dependence on the Age of Gods, but they are only affected by it and supernatural events are happening.

In Japan, a tiny country located in the far east, there is a remote city called Fuyuki City, which contains relatively complete dragon veins. Among the dragon veins distributed underground in Fuyuki City, the most complete and largest one is the one located underground in Ryudo Temple in Enzo Mountain in the east.

It was precisely because of the fading of the Age of Gods that the original three Fuyuki families chose to carve the original ritual array for the descent of the Holy Grail on the spiritual vein in the underground cave of Ryudo Temple with the support of the Tōsaka family who supervised the spiritual vein.

The advent of all Holy Grails originated from the magic circle in the underground cave of Ryuudo Temple. Unless the original magic circle is moved to another place, the Holy Grail War will only unfold around Fuyuki and the underground of Ryuudo Temple.

At this moment, on the easternmost mountain of Fuyuki, the quiet temple was filled with Fuyuki citizens who had previously taken refuge due to the flood. Although many people returned to Fuyuki City in the morning and during the day because of the free housing distribution for urban reconstruction, many people, after receiving such notice, simply went home to get some things, went down the mountain to collect some supplies, and returned to Ryudo Temple before nightfall.

At this moment, due to the collapse of the power system caused by the flood and tsunami the night before, the entire Fuyuki City had only a few faint lights in a few places except for a few fires that were ignited for unknown reasons.

In this cold winter, the movement of thousands of people crowded in the small temple became extremely difficult, but no one dared to speak out in protest. After all, no one knew whether speaking out would lead to resistance from others and kicking them out of the shelter they had finally found.

"I haven't even paid off my mortgage yet, and now I'm losing my house... This year has been filled with so many disasters..."

"Yeah... Normally, there are just gas explosions and natural gas explosions. Although they're a bit frequent, at least we have a place to live... Now, everyone is equal in the face of natural disasters..."

Such voices have appeared too many times in just two days, so many that at the beginning there was a lot of clamor and lamentation, but now only some people with nothing to do will discuss these things... The people gathered in the not-so-big temple of Liudong Temple have already decided that instead of discussing these meaningless things, it is better to do something more meaningful.

For example... saving energy, so as not to stay in such a crowded place until the day the city is repaired...

However, just when some were looking forward to tomorrow and others were lamenting yesterday, a childish voice spread among the bustling crowd. The small voice brought the more noisy exchanges and discussions to an abrupt halt.

"Look, something seems to be falling from the sky?!"

The person who said this was a little girl. Her pretty face with purple hair seemed to be filled with incomparable innocence and tenderness. Her somewhat messy clothes had a luxury that ordinary people's clothes did not have. Judging from the fabric alone, the purple-haired girl was wearing clothes that only wealthy people could wear.

The girl who stood up in the crowd was particularly eye-catching. After hearing these words, almost everyone in Liudong Temple turned their heads to look in the direction the girl pointed. In their eyes, it seemed that there really was something in the clouds that was falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What is that? Is it the same meteorite as the day before yesterday?"

"Don't talk nonsense! It must be the same cause that caused the earthquake yesterday afternoon! Remember when I told you, I saw two figures, one black and one white, fighting in the commercial street! That was much earlier than the earthquake report!"

Such words immediately caused an uproar in the crowd. As the clouds were broken through, missiles flashing with flames appeared in people's sight.

Before this, none of them noticed the missiles falling from the sky, nor did any of them notice the constant rumbling sounds coming from the sky. They all thought it was just the unfortunate thunder from the sky, and never thought of being attacked by missiles.

But at this moment, fear, panic, despair... and other emotions that had long been calmed down by the monks' chanting in Liudong Temple spread again, even more intensely and more quickly than all the previous moments. Even the monks who rushed out to suppress the turmoil at the first moment were pressed down by the people and trampled upon.

No one knew whether the explosions caused by the cluster missiles would affect them. For these people who had gathered here to escape, nothing was more important than their own survival.

The evil of mankind at this moment painted a hellish scene. Kotomine Kirei, who was silently watching all this, swept his gaze over the frightened faces of the people one by one, and looked at the monks with pained expressions one by one.

At this moment, he finally realized the horror of Matou Sakura, but just as he was sighing at the good trick, a voice broke the atmosphere.

"Sakura...you're Sakura, right?!"

A blue-haired boy appeared in front of Kotomine Kirei. When he accidentally caught a glimpse of Matou Sakura's slightly puzzled expression, he looked at the kelp-haired boy who suddenly appeared with an even more delighted expression.

But soon, he once again noticed something special and unusual, and he couldn't help but walk to Sakura Matou's side and murmured.

"Sakura, that Caster seems to be heading here. Do we need to move to another location?"

Kotomine Kirei's words helped the stunned Matou Sakura to come to her senses a little. She searched her memory for information about the kelp-headed boy in front of her and found a certain answer, but she did not pay attention to the kelp-headed boy at the first time.

After all... her planned return was for the purpose of seeing Duanmu Ye again. If she were to reveal it so early, Duanmu Ye's attention would be diverted from completing the task of the knowledge head and put back on herself. That would be very boring...

Therefore, after Matou Shinji's inquiry, Matou Sakura slightly downplayed his impression of her and took Kotomine Kirei's hand when he was distracted.

"Let's go and see what interesting things he can bring me."

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In the large cave beneath Ryudo Temple, Emiya Kiritsugu's hands kept shaking. Even when he closed his portable laptop, his body, which was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but stagger a little.

The balance of order eventually tilted towards the majority. Even though he continued to struggle and make decisions in that ocean of choices, in the end he could only choose the one that occupied the majority.

Emiya Kiritsugu's face was extremely pale, as if all the blood in his body had stagnated. He slowly stood up from the ground and stood there blankly, not moving at all.

The Holy Grail has already arrived, and is located in the center of the formation not far away. Even if it is only the shadow of the Holy Grail, it is still the Holy Grail.

"Just a little bit more...just a little bit more..."

Beneath Emiya Kiritsugu's hollow eyes, there was a slight movement, as if he was mumbling to himself, trying to find a reason to continue his actions.

This action can be said to be the largest decision in his daily mercenary life over the years. The arrival of the Holy Grail is enough to prove that Caster has been eliminated. This is a miracle that only the final winner can see. All he has to do next is to walk to the place where the Holy Grail has descended, let it materialize and make a wish.

"Ellie, I saw the Holy Grail. Just as those old guys in Einzbern described, it has a magical reaction that can create everything..."

His body was unable to move, and the confidence brought by self-suggestion alone was not enough to allow Emiya Kiritsugu to obtain the Holy Grail with peace of mind after giving up so many innocent people.

At this moment, he realized for the first time the cruelty of "justice" and realized for the first time what kind of curse and hell the path he had walked so far was carrying.

If before this he could numb himself by killing the evil people who instigated wars and hatred, then as his "partner of justice", he could bring those evil people who brought pain and hatred to justice without any psychological pressure.

Now, at this very moment, in order to eliminate Caster, the anti-heroic spirit who might unleash chaos upon the entire world, he made a decision that would make him regret for the rest of his life...

However, Irisviel did not respond. Although Emiya Kiritsugu had roughly guessed what had happened, he still constructed the image of Irisviel in his mind and continued to communicate with himself. His body, which seemed to be cursed and unable to move, was relieved by this schizophrenia and walked towards the center of the ceremony where the Holy Grail would descend.

As the son-in-law of the Einzbern family, Emiya Kiritsugu naturally knew better than anyone that Irisviel's existence was to serve as the embodiment of the Holy Grail and thus followed him to this land.

She had probably lost consciousness at this moment, but if she could still talk to him, Kiritsugu Emiya thought, Airi would definitely support his choice, right?

As Emiya Kiritsugu dragged his body forward, the shadow under his feet became very long, as if it had turned into the shape of a woman. When the shadow was frozen at the very end, increasingly rich and heavy colors deepened Emiya Kiritsugu's shadow.

In a trance, Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to really hear Irisviel's voice, as if he really heard her saying something to him...

"Ellie?"

Stopping at the edge of the formation in the center of the large void, Emiya Kiritsugu saw the figure of Irisviel reflected in his eyes. Just below the Holy Grail's descent, Irisviel's figure appeared before his eyes like a dream, like a phantom.

That was not a fantasy he had imagined, but the real soul of Irisviel that had descended with the help of the Holy Grail.

Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to go forward, but he was unable to get any closer to the interior of the ceremony. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he was no longer Saber's Master and was no longer qualified to pray to the Holy Grail.

Irisviel was at the center of the formation, and everything was proceeding according to his plan, but he had forgotten that after transferring Saber, he was no longer the Master of this Holy Grail War...

But...why would he forget such an important thing?

Emiya Kiritsugu's mind was in great chaos. He finally managed to gather himself together, but in an instant, he knelt down on the edge of the formation as if his soul had been taken away. He stared blankly at Irisviel in front of him, and at the Holy Grail floating above her head.

At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu only felt that something in his body was broken, but he had no idea about his condition. It was as if he had lost any purpose, no ideals, and everything had changed at this moment.

What he represents...isn't it "justice"?

Emiya Kiritsugu, kneeling on the ground, looked pale. He wanted to say something, wanted to fight for something, but what he got was an even crueler reality.

He...couldn't say anything...