That is the [Door] and also the [Hole]. The Little Holy Grail suspended in mid-air is the control device that keeps it in a stable state. If you want to close it, whether it is destroying the Little Holy Grail or destroying the hole in the night sky,
The purpose can be achieved.
Mikael stretched out his hand toward the night sky, and then gently closed his palms, as if he wanted to take the night sky into his palms.
What he wants to get has been obtained, so there is no need to keep the hole open.
The space collapsed silently, and the hole was essentially just a space channel, so it naturally collapsed. Where the space was shattered, any light disappeared, leaving only a deep darkness.
"Qingzi."
He turned to look at the girl who had experienced too many abnormalities and had become commonplace. His voice became soft and magnetic. Just the sound of it made people feel like they were falling into it.
"Are you interested in working part-time as the third magician?"
"Hey - is there such a good thing? Wait, you guy, you don't have any evil ideas in mind, right?"
Aozaki Aoko glanced at Mikael, crossed her arms, pretended to be cold, and took a step back.
"How is it possible? Qingzi, you are my dearest relative and friend...hisss——"
Feeling the cold gaze behind him, Mikael took a deep breath subconsciously. He seemed to have forgotten that there was a jealous person beside him.
"Mikael-kun..."
Shatiao Aige tilted her head slightly, a strand of platinum hair fell down, she reached out and smoothed her hair, with a "gentle" smile on her face.
"I didn't hear what you just said."
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"It looks like we're going to be stuck in traffic for a long time. I don't know if I can catch my flight tonight."
Looking at the blocked street ahead, looking at the watch on his wrist, and then looking at the rearview mirror, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Because of the earthquake just now, the old-fashioned block in front was severely damaged, and some houses even collapsed. The survivors shouted the names of their relatives loudly.
Noises, cries, shouts... all the sounds gathered together, and even the closed car body could not stop their transmission. Coupled with the ruins in front of them, it looked like a picture scroll of hell.
All this seemed so familiar that he couldn't help but become trance-like.
"Kiritsugu, Kiritsugu..."
When he came back to his senses, his hand had been held by Irisviel, and she was looking at Emiya Kiritsugu with a worried look on her face. No matter how she called, it was as if she hadn't heard him, and she just stared blankly.
The miserable situation outside the car window.
"It's okay, I just thought of some insignificant things."
Emiya Kiritsugu shook his head. Although he decided to abandon his identity as a partner of justice, facing the scene before him, he felt that he could still do something within his power.
"You guys sit in the car now, I'll go down and help you first."
"let's go together."
Irisviel also held Kuu Maiya's hand. Perhaps because they had experienced life and death together, she also recognized this woman she once hated.
"We are a family."
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"Huhu——"
The boy with red hair gasped violently. He was pressed under a pile of collapsed buildings. The small space was completely dark and he couldn't see his fingers.
[Is it because I'm just lucky or because the corner of the bathroom is very strong?]
The young man thought this way, but it was no longer important. Although he didn't know why, he was the only one who survived.
He held the broken pieces of concrete that he had found in his hands, and he banged hard on the barrier in front of him, hoping to be heard by people outside. In this claustrophobic space, he inexplicably thought of those legendary ghosts, and he even
I can think of those guys staring at me secretly, like staring at fresh blood food.
Great fear rose in his heart, like a cold snake burrowing into his body, swimming along his stomach to his heart, and then tightened his body.
The strength and speed of the boy's knock on the wall couldn't help but speed up a bit. Perhaps because he consumed oxygen too quickly, his breathing became heavy.
"Cough cough cough cough——"
He began to cough violently, hoping that the sound would cheer him up. Maybe it was because of the dust he inhaled. His coughing became more intense. Every breath took a lot of effort, and his lungs were almost on fire.
.
His body was getting weaker and weaker. Although he wanted to lie down on the ground and take a good rest, the young man still gritted his teeth, raised his sore arms, and hammered hard, hoping that someone outside could hear him.
Since he had no concept of time, the young man had no idea how much time had passed outside. His arms were no longer able to be raised, and his body was extremely weak, but he still held tightly to the broken pieces of concrete used for hammering.
The young man leaned quietly against the corner, silently recovering his strength, swallowing hard, and moistening his dry throat. He did not give up, and he did not intend to die silently under the ruins. He strongly
Want to live.
But even so, he still had no hope.
It was incredible that he could survive. He didn't think he could be saved.
It is impossible to be saved.
No matter what you do, you can't escape this dark world.
But with the ability of a child, it is absolutely impossible to climb out of the ruins without rescue.
So, in this darkness, he felt like he was going crazy.
He had no idea of time, and he didn't know how long it had been outside. If no one came to rescue him, and if it continued like this, he wasn't sure how long he could hold on.
The young man looked at the deep darkness in front of him. He inexplicably thought that he was like a flower that withered completely before it could bloom. If his body was dug up after his death, he would become a meaningless casualty.
Apart from the numbers, it has no meaning.
He took a deep breath, tried hard to squeeze out the last bit of strength from his body, and knocked on the wall again, but after struggling for a long time, he finally gave up.
[I can’t breathe, it’s so uncomfortable.]
The scene in front of the young man became darker and darker, and his head became dizzy. The darkness in front of his eyes became brighter, and he felt as if he was about to fly.
There are many people who were crushed below and lost their lives in this ruins. If nothing unexpected happens, the young man will follow in their footsteps.
In a hazy state of consciousness, he stretched out his hand meaninglessly,
【…………】
His consciousness was gradually withdrawn, and his arm fell down feebly. It should have fallen to the ground, but instead it was held by a big warm hand.
The ruins above his head were uncovered at some point, and the bright moonlight penetrated the thick darkness. The young man looked hard at the man in front of him, and it was he who held his arm. Even after many years, he still
Can't forget that man's face.
There is no sadness or joy, only the relief of being relieved of the burden and reaching peace with oneself.
"There is a survivor here, a child!"
The man shouted loudly, and then dug up the rubble on top with his bare hands. Hundreds of kilograms of concrete fragments were as light as weight in his hands, and he dug them out like this.
"You are such a hard-working kid. What's your name?"
The man saw the broken concrete in his hand and gently stroked his head.