In the Chiyoda Ward of the city, in a residential building near Jr Akihabara Station,
The man stood in front of the window, looking down at the crowds coming and going below. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes, but they could not hide his cold and rational aura. He looked at the crowds going by as if they were ants on the ground, even if they fell
There is no hesitation in getting hot water.
He is so greedy and wants to imprint everything in front of him in his memory. As a blind man, he can truly see the world, which is something that even magic cannot do unless a miracle occurs.
And now, this miracle is in the city in front of you. As long as you defeat the remaining six people and six riders, it will naturally appear.
The man's name is Nigel Seward, and he is a magician from the Clock Tower. He is only a stone's throw away from the ultimate honor, the seal designation.
He knew that his life span was short, and the unique magic he constructed using the characteristic of his origin [obsession] could even create elixirs that could control human emotions. Even in the age of the gods that had long since disappeared, it was an incredible achievement.
What's more, in modern times where mystery is gradually fading.
But the gift of fate always comes at a price. His life is about to come to an end, and his research results will not be inherited by the next generation.
To be precise, Nigel has no talent that can be inherited by his descendants, and no one in his clan can carry his magic circuits and magic seals. After all, what he is researching is something that others cannot achieve.
However, Nigel did not give up. He still had three command spells from the Great Holy Grail on his left shoulder. Although he did not believe in the one-sided words of the Holy Church, Nigel still had the hope of arriving with the help of the Holy Grail.
possible root cause.
According to the agreement, the Clock Tower could not attack him while he was participating in the Holy Grail War, so he was given hard-earned time to continue his research.
Nigel believes that emotions control people, and the technology he has researched is tantamount to controlling people's destiny. He will eventually reach the huge vortex of destiny, the source and end of the world, and fulfill the magician's great wish.
But isn't this an extremely ironic thing? Being criticized as the "Inner Dominator", he has no emotions except persistence. He can only calculate like a machine, predicting when he will reach the whirlpool of destiny.
If he could really get there, he wouldn't feel the slightest joy. This is really funny, isn't it?
………
"Master, I'm back."
ncer appeared in front of the door, his voice was as calm as ever, and his attitude was as respectful.
"How about the alliance?"
Nigel turned around, his shadow was stretched long by the setting sun, covering Lancer's tall body.
Lancer couldn't help but shudder. She was sure that the man in front of her was undoubtedly a human being, but she couldn't feel any emotion from him after being together for so long. She had never seen him even in the Age of Gods.
Is he really human? Should he really be considered one?
Lancer didn't know, he just felt creepy.
"Berserker and Archer decided to attack the Linglong Palace family. Following the master's order, I also joined them."
She lowered her eyes, stopped thinking about these things, and just performed her duties.
"Linglongguanjia..."
Nigel sat on the leather sofa, which was the only furniture on the entire floor. He crossed his slender legs and concentrated on his thoughts.
"I understand, then, ncer."
Under the dark sunglasses, those eyes are invisible.
a brief silence,
"In this case, I will use the command spell."
Without any warm words, whether ncer agrees or not is decided by only one aspect of arrogance.
"Yes, I will follow your wishes, Master."
"Ha, I'm just kidding."
[It doesn’t sound like a joke at all.]
"Then, let me ask you again seriously whether the elixir has taken effect."
Lancer lowered his eyes and nodded silently.
"yes."
"That's good. This way your Noble Phantasm should be able to exert its maximum power."
"yes."
The fire in my heart is burning slowly. Although it is only a small flame, this flame will eventually burn down the entire world and turn everything into ashes.
"You should retreat first. Before that, go and brew your feelings."
Lancer nodded slightly and left the room mechanically like an exquisite doll.
………
She came to the rooftop, and in front of her eyes was a steel forest that blocked the sky and the sun, and her long hair swayed in the sea breeze.
The incorporeal limbs, skin, face, hair, and body are all made of ether; the foothold of the incorporeal earth is also an asphalt road paved with the asphalt of the new era.
What I breathe is the earth polluted by chemicals, what I see is the filthy ocean, and what I see is the gray sky covering the lanes of Akihabara.
This is a world far different from the age of the gods. What would Father God think if he could see everything clearly?
She suddenly fell into a trance, as if she had returned to the past years, listening to Father God's earnest teachings, but she soon came to her senses.
——The Age of Gods has long since left, and now it is the modern era of 1991 AD. How can we still hear the words of God the Father?
Fortunately, in this era, real heroes can still be seen in this ritual called [Holy Grail War].
The so-called hero is a warrior who can withstand the sometimes turbulent hatred and jealousy, punish evil and rebellion, and carry forward the hope of truth and goodness.
Dating back to the age of the gods, heroes have been everywhere. They have fought hard, the era of mystery has ended, ancient illusions have been betrayed, and even if the civilization that spreads wisdom has developed, there are still many heroes who shine like lights, and then dim.
.
Every era is like this, like a cruel reincarnation.
And she has seen too many such heroes.
………
"Great God."
Lancer's lips moved and he murmured to himself, "In the name of eternal damnation, Father who sends blessings.
Stars and frosts move, but the world will always be there, and the warriors who fight will always be there.
If you die tragically with regrets, go to the hall that is not yours, go to the seat of the heroic spirit and be engraved in it.
Even so, they are still on the right path, even if they take the path that is not guided by the Holy Grail of the Cauldron, they are destined to fight each other now.
Father,
Just because I am your daughter, does this body and soul that died in a human body still retain the ability to attract those glorious heroes?"
Her eyes became increasingly empty, and the fire in her heart rose. It was clear that there was no true love here, but love was still filling this body.
"This is the reason why I lost my qualification as a Valkyrie and the reason why I became a woman named [Brünnhilde], right?"
No one answered her, only the roaring sea breeze caressed her hair, the setting sun in the distance lost its last ray of light, and dense clouds covered the sky.
She stretched out her hand and felt the moisture in her palm.