() Along with the familiar half-dream and half-awake state, Zheng Zha silently savored the feeling of that moment. Every time he experienced this half-dream and half-awake state, he seemed to feel something in his heart. However, this feeling disappeared in an instant, and every time he could only
Just give him a rough idea
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Danger equals reward. Anyway, as long as we are alive, we may be in danger at any time. It is better to face dangerous challenges all the time. In this way, we will become stronger and stronger. I choose to enter!
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"Our strength is also constantly getting stronger... As long as we are careful, we will not fail... In this horror movie world, I will not let everyone die. All of us can go back alive!"
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A man's arrogance, an iron-blooded war, the moment my partner fell into the sea of insects, it was my iron-blooded body that jumped into my body!
As Berserker disappeared from sight, Sber noticed Shirou who was blown away by the strong wind.
She quickly ran over and planned to help him up.
"Huh? Ah..."
His mind was still in confusion, and Shirou finally answered.
The battle... was won?
But just when Shirou was about to stand up, he shamelessly sat down again.
"Shirou? What's wrong with you? You feel like - Shirou, behind you...!"
sber's voice was very nervous.
She supported Shirou who was lying down and touched his back with her hand.
"Ah, it hurts so much"
There was a burst of pain, and Shirou cried out in pain.
...Although it is not as severe as this headache, it is not an ordinary pain that comes from time to time in my back.
"...It's so serious. It will be dangerous if it continues like this. I have to pull out the fragments, please be patient."
"Eh--wait a minute, you said the fragment is, sber! Ah--"
...!
No hesitation at all.
The fragment stabbed in the back was forcefully pulled out by Sber.
“Ah——well, you are too rude——”
Shirou adjusted his erratic breathing, the feeling just now was very special.
If there are wings on your back, and you want to pluck those wings up, it may not necessarily feel like this.
"...The wound is healing...I see, do you have a way to treat yourself?"
Sber put his hand on his chest and said something strange.
"...?"
A way to heal yourself...?
Shirou felt confused, it was impossible for him to use such advanced magic.
"Emiya-san, are you okay?"
...Rin ran over, and Felicia followed.
"It's not bad."
Shirou raised his hand and said this to her forcefully.
"Really? Then let's go too. If we make the scene so big, people will come over if they hear the commotion."
"Let's go..." He said this.
Rin, with her long flowing hair, pulled Felicia and was about to leave.
"---"
Shirou was about to follow, but the moment he stepped on the ground, his eyes suddenly turned blank.
"mster...!?"
Sber quickly supported Shirou's fallen body.
Hearing Sber's exclamation behind him, Rin turned around.
"I really can't help it... I'm so stupid. I actually wanted to join the battle from here just now..." Rin despised the fallen Shirou, but finally walked back reluctantly, "It's so troublesome, you actually fainted like this.
outside."
"Forget it, I have found out my conscience, so I will reluctantly take you back..."
He was obviously kind, but he was embarrassed to leave the other person behind, but he insisted on making an excuse for himself.
Rin, thank you for your hard work...
Felicia stood behind Lin and shook her head helplessly.
Matou House——
A rustling sound was heard.
It is really difficult to tell whether it is a chirping sound, a sound of mucus being dragged, or a sound caused by ulceration.
Maybe this sound contains it all.
There are only ** things here.
The stone wall is as brittle as a decaying giant tree,
The air was as sweet as honey.
The creatures dormant on the ground melted like ripe fruits. As time went by, everything piled up on the ground rotted away.
A space that has been worn away by the years.
The results of the obsession with blood are not hung on the ground. Their tombstone is this darkness.
"──Seven people, all gathered together."
In the center of that hole, there was a huge shadow moving.
The sound of insects and the smell of carrion.
Although the owner of the basement is still alive, he keeps falling down, and is formed by insects that no longer exist in the world.
Sweeping, squirting, the bugs crawling up to the feet start from the ankles, suck the skin, use their sucker-like mouths to eat from the surface into the bones and nerves, and lie dormant inside, and then go further up to slurp up.
.
There are not just one, but two hundred climbing parasites here.
They were gathered together like a black velvet carpet, and any human being would be swallowed up within a few minutes.
Even the human appearance is not preserved. The bones and internal organs inside are all replaced by "worms", and then the skin that has been removed from the bones collapses.
"It's not enough. These bugs need to be replaced at any time."
Even so, "that" has never collapsed.
No, it's not so much that the worms are eaten into the body through its ankles, but rather that the worms form "that" body.
────"That" will not be eaten by insects.
The insects that live in large numbers in this basement are just food for "that".
The storage capacity is approximately one hundred years.
If "that" one eats bugs, it is because of the agreement made before in order to maintain his remaining life.
"It's too early now. This time may not be the last time. Until everything is ready, we can only wait and see what happens."
"That" he said with a crooked mouth.
The "field" this time cannot be said to be perfect.
This hole was opened less than ten years after the last battle.
The priest who is the supervisor has two servnts himself, and the servnt who took root in Ryudong Temple also summoned his own servnt.
The conditions are really unfavorable.
Such an unstable war is still far from filling the Holy Grail.
Even if the door is opened, the "things" inside may not be accessible──
"In this case, we can only wait and see what happens. Troublesome things are only suitable for the reserved chess pieces."
In the battle for the Holy Grail, the conditions here are the most unfavorable.
One more thing - the "it" that I have cultivated so far has only been completely successful in terms of functionality.
If you want to open it up, it's already possible.
As long as everything goes smoothly and nothing goes wrong, you will definitely get the Holy Grail.
In any case, the Holy Grail must be transplanted into "it".
In the past ten years, the cells that have been eaten by the Holy Grail fragments and have reached the nerves are already there.
Therefore, it is natural that they are the same "things" and attract each other.
"...Hmph. It has been aging for a long time, but "it" cannot last forever. It was originally just used as a placenta, but I didn't expect to get such a result."
It was originally an "object" used for experiments, but it can be said to be roughly completed.
Although it is intended to be thrown away after use, use it if you can.
No matter which way you look at it, it's just something scheduled to be scrapped.
Regardless of whether it fails to participate in the battle or is so damaged that it cannot be used, the result is the same as discarding it.
"────However, there is another problem.
How can we make "it" have the will?"
They are all ready to become "fit", but they hate fighting.
It would be easy to deal with it as long as you can deprive yourself of your will, but unexpectedly, the mental defense wall of "Suitable Product" is quite strong.
...Hey, it was expected that the placenta would have excellent magic circuits.
In this case, it makes sense that the more it erodes the self, the stronger the poison will be.
As an obedient doll, or as an excellent disciple.
Considering that the latter is better, I have to give up the plan of brainwashing.
"────It only takes one time. Even if it is a small gap, as long as it is opened, I will take the initiative to pursue the Holy Grail again. Then..."
It is difficult to open a gap.
"Its" spirit will not collapse if pressure is exerted from the outside.
If it were that easy to destroy, it would have been completely shattered eleven years ago.
Although "it" does not hold a counterattack blade, it does have the strongest fortress in the world.
If you want to destroy it, you have to start from the inside.
Only your own dark emotions are the key to changing the shape of "it".
"───Here he comes. If he comes again, I just need to arrange for an opening to appear."
The sound of stilts sounded in the darkness.
The person who appeared walked toward the center of the insect's body. His long purple hair was hanging down, and his thin body seemed to feel the coldness of the ground, trembling slightly.
"Do we have to kill all the Masters?" This is exactly the same question as expected.
"────────"
Needless to say, this kind of thing requires no answer at all.
Kill all the masters.
Grab all the servnts.
These are all the whirlpool of resentment in this basement.
However, "that" suppressed it and said:
"Since you said so, there's nothing you can do about it. So, just stand by and watch this time."
"That" said.
""
The reassuring voice and the relaxing air.
He no longer had any intention of joining the war, "that" smiled warmly, and after a while.
"However, this makes people a little dissatisfied. Among the candidates this time, the little girl from the Tohsaka family is the most promising. If there is a winner, the winner will probably be her."
What a pity, he murmured to himself.
"────────"
...After a while, the air returned to calm.
Although there was only a slight change──this small negative emotion that was fleeting suddenly lit up in the basement.
The girl who hated going to war was shaken by this sentence.
As long as it shakes, it's done.
Even if it's only slightly tilted.
Even I didn't notice that there was a gap that could not have been opened.
"────Ka."
Carrion laughed.
The "one" who was formed by the gathering of insects and has been falling continuously until now kept laughing while maintaining his human form.