The story was not very long, but when Emiya Kiritsugu finished telling the story, the cigarette in his hand had burned out, but he didn't care even if it burned his fingers.
He originally thought that those scars had healed with the passage of time, but when he really looked back on the past, the scars left by those unforgettable past never showed signs of healing, but became more serious.
Irisviel didn't say a word, but silently hugged Emiya Kiritsugu, her husband. This man actually had such a tragic life experience, with such a scarred heart beating in his exhausted body.
"Do you really want to give up the Holy Grail and your ideal of saving the world?"
"I'm just a killer and a coward. You don't need someone like me to save the world."
Emiya Kiritsugu shook his head, looking extremely tired. At some point, his former ideals turned into shackles and shackles that bound him, making him feel extremely painful.
"Can you forgive yourself for being like this?"
"I may never be able to forgive myself, but now I just want to be a righteous partner for you and your daughter."
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"Then if that's the case, let's quit..."
After a long time, Irisviel said softly that if there was anything she could do, then the only thing left was to embrace Emiya Kiritsugu and agree with every decision he made.
She knew what giving up the Holy Grail War meant, but Irisviel's wish was to fulfill Emiya Kiritsugu's wish. If Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to withdraw from the Holy Grail War, she would also choose to support it.
If Illya is rescued and the family lives in seclusion, it might not be a bad ending. The desire to save all mankind and save the whole world is too heavy for Kiritsugu.
"Well……"
Suddenly, Irisviel's chest throbbed strongly. It was the feeling that the magic circuit was being touched. The barrier of the Einzbern Forest was connected to her own magic circuit. There was no doubt that there was such a strong and repeated feeling.
The enemy has invaded the forest.
"Are there any enemies coming?"
Emiya Kiritsugu looked in the direction of the forest. The pure black forest looked like a calm sea at night, but under the sea there was an undercurrent.
He took a deep breath and returned to his appearance as a ruthless killer. Obviously, he still needed to fight one last battle before he left Fuyuki City, but Emiya Kiritsugu was sure that he would win the final victory.
He wants to return to Snow City to pick up his daughter Illya, and then the family will live a happy life together.
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"Two mounted servants fighting against one mounted servant. This kind of unfair battle is not done by knights."
ncer wielded the magic spear and stabbed to death a familiar who was watching them. He looked in the direction of caster.
"Caster, I hope to have a fair duel with Saber later."
Seeing that his words didn't seem to affect him at all, Ncer could only express his thoughts frankly.
"If I remember correctly, we should work together to defeat Saber."
Paracelsus walked leisurely through the forest, with the four elemental spirits hovering above his head, always ready for battle. As a caster, he was not good at fighting and did not like fighting.
If possible, he would prefer to study the magic formulas that constitute the Great Holy Grail in the magic workshop, or improve the magic formula to summon heroic spirits. For those who tirelessly pursue the root cause, these are far more meaningful than fighting.
"I did promise to bring victory to my master, but the battle between knights should be honorable."
"If you think you can defeat Saber, then I will not take action and let you have a fair duel."
Ncer's proposal, anyway, Mikael's order to him was just to act according to the situation. It didn't matter whether he defeated Saber or not. All he had to do was hold Saber back. Ncer could hold Saber back, so he wouldn't have to fight.
"Thank you, caster. I will do my best to respond to your trust."
Lancer looked in a certain direction in the forest. As a knight, he instinctively felt the fierce fighting spirit approaching quickly. Soon the silver-white figure came to him, and Saber's armor shone in the moonlight.
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"You're finally here, Saber, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Lancer slowly raised the tips of his left and right guns, assuming his unique dual-gun posture, like a bird spreading its wings. This is his unique fighting posture.
Saber did not speak, but looked at the position of Paracelsus. Ncer was already a very difficult enemy. If a servant was added to it, it would undoubtedly be a tough battle.
"I will not interfere with your knight's glorious battle."
Paracelsus took a step back and put away the four elemental spirits hovering above his head to prove that he had no intention of interfering.
"Although I don't know your name, you are a real hero."
Saber nodded to Paracelsus, and on Ncer, her aura suddenly changed. Once she was on the battlefield, her heart would become an extremely sharp, polished sword,
Any confusion and hesitation will be cut off without mercy.
"ncer, let us continue that battle."
The two life followers were entangled together. The magic spear and the holy sword continued to collide in mid-air. Strong shock waves expanded in all directions. Trees as thick as half a man were uprooted, and even the woodland under their feet was blown away by the hurricane caused by magic.
A thick layer.
"A real hero..."
Repeating Saber's evaluation of himself, Paracelsus couldn't help but have a self-deprecating expression on his face. A magician who pursues his roots will never become a hero, and he is far from being a hero.
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"NCER will definitely challenge Saber in a duel for the honor of being a knight."
In the magic workshop on the top floor of the Tower of Babel building, Mikael watched the battle at Einzbern Castle through a large screen projected by magic. A self-restraint clause was placed in front of him, which was a few hours.
The one I just signed with Kenneth.
"My disciple, do you know how to crack the self-restraint clause?"
"How to crack the self-restraint clause...according to family records, I remember there should be three methods, but each method is very troublesome and requires a long time and a lot of energy."
Kirshtalia put down the magic book in her hand and thought for a while.
"Today I will teach you the fourth method, which is not only convenient, but also very simple."
Mikael smiled and took out a brand new self-restraint clause from his imaginary number pocket. The replacement magic was activated, and Kenneth's signature on the original self-restraint clause was replaced with the new self-restraint clause.
"How is it possible? Can substitution magic still do such a thing?!"
Kirshtalia checked the brand-new self-restraint clause. Kenneth's signature was still in effect, and he couldn't help but show an incredulous expression.
"Normal displacement magic cannot do this, but my displacement magic cannot be classified as [general]."
Mikael casually crumpled up the original self-restraint clause and threw it into the wastebasket. The so-called alliance was just a joke from beginning to end. What kind of fish is qualified to negotiate terms with Daozu.
His eyes swept across the screen inadvertently, and he unexpectedly saw someone familiar.