The ground suddenly trembled violently, and Liudong Temple also shook with it. Fine cracks appeared on the walls, but perhaps because someone was maintaining it, this centuries-old temple did not collapse.
This sudden shock came and went away quickly, and it soon fell into silence again, as if nothing had happened.
"Is this an earthquake?"
Aozaki Aoko took Sajo Aige to the open space in the courtyard of Ryudouji Temple, carefully guarding against the aftershocks that might come at any time.
"It's not true."
Shatiao Aige shook her head, her soft voice was like a song, she looked towards the place where Mikael disappeared before, her clear emerald eyes easily saw through the soil and gravel, and saw the deeper existence.
"Because the space here suddenly became unstable, it was just a spiritual riot, and it has nothing to do with the earthquake."
"It sounds very complicated..."
The corners of Aozaki Aoko's mouth twitched, and then someone knocked lightly on the top of her head.
"Regarding spiritual veins, if you forget even such basic knowledge, Youzhu will definitely faint at home crying."
"Eh--?!"
Aozaki Aoko turned around and saw the helpless Mikael behind him, and couldn't help but raise her voice.
"When did you show up? Wait...did you get rid of that shiny guy who looks so annoying?"
"Do you hate Gilgamesh?"
"Of course, what I hate most are those guys who look rich. It is said that people will become something they hate when they grow up."
Aozaki Aoko said through gritted teeth. She clenched her fists tightly. Although she spoke in a vicious tone, she always looked yearning no matter how she looked at her.
"This sentence is correct, it's just that you hate the poor self."
Mikael said casually, although the Aozaki family has nothing to do with poverty, he doesn't know why the sisters Aoko and Orange have a strong desire for money. Maybe they originated from evil dragons who are greedy for money.
"Tsk——"
Aozaki Aoko smacked her lips. He felt very unhappy when Mikael said what he meant, but he had no idea of refutation.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
Mikael set his sights on the Holy Grail suspended in mid-air. After absorbing Gilgamesh's soul, it endured a far greater weight than expected, and fine cracks even appeared on its surface.
After waiting for almost half an hour, Kirshtalia looked dusty. With the arrival of the last servant Arash, the Holy Grail War came to an end.
"Teacher Mikael, all the tasks you gave me have been completed."
"Thank you for your hard work, Kil."
Mikael nodded. So far, he is quite satisfied with Kirshtalia, his disciple. Not to mention that he has a talent that is known as "outside the world", at least he will not be stabbed with a backhand.
Condition.
[I don’t know if Kotomine Kirei stabbed his teacher Tohsaka Tokiomi in the back this time.]
He thought with malice, and even had a little hope.
"And you, Arash, my friend."
He turned his attention to Arash aside, "The Holy Grail War is over. We are the final victors. Do you have any wishes that the Holy Grail can fulfill?"
"If you say that, I really deserve it."
Arash scratched his head and showed a helpless smile,
"You obviously didn't put in any effort at all, and this kind of battle that ended before you tried your best... should be avoided as much as possible, but speaking of wishes, how about eating chicken heart bean batter again, and pairing it with ice
beer."
"If you only have this level of desire, you won't need the Holy Grail at all, Archer."
The corners of Kirshtalia's mouth twitched slightly. When it came to the chicken heart bean batter, he wanted to say out loud that the taste of that thing was really weird, and it left an indelible impression on him.
"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding."
Arash put his hand on Kirshtalia's shoulder and patted it gently. When he looked at the Holy Grail, the smile on his face couldn't help but shrink.
"I don't know whether this Holy Grail can grant wishes, but in my intuition it is definitely not a good thing. If possible, it would be better to destroy it. After all, the so-called Holy Grail always confuses humans and heroic spirits.
.”
He looked in the direction of Mikael. After all, the ownership of the Holy Grail was in Mikael's hands.
"I will seriously consider your suggestion. The Holy Grail may still have some effect for the time being. It would be a pity if it was destroyed directly."
Mikael nodded. Arash's intuition was correct. The Holy Grail in front of him had already been contaminated by "all the evil in this world" during the Third Holy Grail War. The colorless magic power also turned into black mud, and the twisted
The Holy Grail also leads to the direction where wishes will be interpreted as "evil", and wishes are always fulfilled in a way that brings destruction and disaster.
In his eyes, the most valuable part of the Holy Grail is the Heroic Spirit Summoning System, followed by the Third Magic Heavenly Grail. The "universal wishing machine" that all magicians are flocking to has no value in his eyes.
After all, the Holy Grail is just a crystal of pure magic power. To realize a wish is just to use magic power to omit the process between cause and effect. As long as there is enough magic power, any magician can do this.
Seeing that Mikael rejected his proposal, Arash was not surprised at all, or it was beyond his expectation that he agreed to destroy the Holy Grail.
"Since Mr. Mikael has his own ideas, there is no need for me to say anything."
Golden magic particles rose from the surface of Arash's body, and the false body constructed by ether gradually became illusory. This was a sign that he was about to return to the Throne of Heroes.
"It's a pity that I didn't fight with all my strength this time, but I get along very well with you, Master. It seems that we get along quite well."
"Well, it's an honor for me to fight alongside you."
Kirshtalia looked at the translucent Arash and said solemnly.
Although the time spent with Arash was not too long, from all aspects, he was worthy of the name of the great hero of Persia.
"Hahaha, let's end the parting words here. I will return to the Throne of Heroes with victory."
Accompanied by hearty laughter, Arash's figure completely disappeared, leaving only a few rays of golden light scattered in the air, proving that this great Persian hero had appeared before.
Kirshtalia looked at the direction in which Arash disappeared and remained silent. Melancholy was surging in her heart. Or could this be the feeling of "parting" between friends? Friends are really a wonderful relationship.