I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Shinji had a dream.

In his dream, he saw a country where the sky was always shrouded in haze.

No, it's not just haze, it's a deeper monotony, as if the whole world has only three colors, pure white, deep black, and ambiguous gray mixed in between the two, with gradients and alternating shades.

This is the kingdom of shadows, this is the kingdom that does not belong to living things, this is a veritable magical realm.

In this monotonous and depressing country, that person is the only color and the only master.

She is the veritable queen of this country, the demonic realm outside this world, and the gatekeeper who coexists with the demonic realm.

The long years did not leave any traces on her body, but only made her unique temperament more natural and impeccable.

Those wise eyes penetrated the haze in the sky, the shadows on the ground, and the tall city walls, and met the gaze that spanned time and space.

Memories, information, and more deeper things are transmitted between this invisible connection.

In an instant, Shenji saw a lot, a thousand years at a glance.

Many lives——

Many lives have been taken away in the past. Whether it's humans, undead, or gods.

Confronted countless beings and slaughtered them all.

Fight, fight, fight.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

This body, soaked with the blood of the enemy, became eternal.

No more aging.

Will not die.

Became “something” that existed forever.

How long has it been since you first picked up a gun? I can't remember anymore. No, the body that has been guarding the "door" here has gained the wisdom of the abyss, and it is possible to measure time correctly.

It's just that I don't want to know this way.

Not melancholy. It’s not about giving up.

Is it regret?

have no idea.

That may be the case, but it's impossible to say for certain.

At least the feelings that I didn't realize when I was teaching the warriors of Ulster when I was slaughtering so many monsters do exist in my heart now.

Ah, indeed, I have taught many warriors in the past.

At the end of infinite time, everything will die and disappear.

Among the memories that were maintained through deliberate indifference, there was only one person, and only one man's posture could clearly emerge.

Red pupils——

When the brilliance in that person's eyes flashes through your mind, your heart will feel soft inexplicably.

Even this body, which has become eternal and cannot produce any more changes, can feel the warmth.

Hope to see him again?

This desire does not exist. I can assert that.

So what exactly is it? If I have to say it, it is that I hope to be raped by that man——

Kill.

I hope that I can usher in my death as a human being.

However, does that person, that person who has become a heroic spirit, that person who has lost the glory of life, still have the ability to kill himself who "can be killed even by gods"?

As a heroic spirit that was fixed after death?

No matter what, this is the only hope, the only hope that I know. Among the many warriors, he is the only one who can possibly meet his expectations.

It should have been like this, it should have been like this, I should have been waiting quietly for the end of the world with a slim hope.

However, his predetermined destiny seemed to have shifted slightly. A new life, the red pupils in his heart were dyed a little blue at some point.

An era of fading mystery, new encounters, and unknown possibilities.

At the end of the dream, the queen sitting on the throne took off the veil from her face.

This is the first time Shinji has seen her face. The face that lights up this land of shadows and eclipses even the legendary goddess. Her face is always pursed downward, with a slight melancholy on her lips. Opening and closing lightly, a very familiar voice was sent to Shenji's heart.

Do you know what kind of place the Shadow Kingdom is?

As its name.

The demonic realm where shadows spread in all directions, and the dark places where sunlight never shines, is the world of death.

In retrospect, Cu Chulainn's arrival was really laughable.

Look, isn't that guy the son of the sun?

In the Kingdom of Shadows, there are seven walls.

No, that's not what it means literally.

It's like a symbol that shows the truth that you also know.

In other words, "the dead will never rise again," and the residents of the Kingdom of Shadows will never appear above the ground beyond the walls.

That's how it should be.

This is common sense.

But I, the guardian of the common sense of the Kingdom of Shadows, went against this common sense.

I hope that one day you can successfully protect the world's common sense and beat me back to this world handsomely.

My Master.

The shadows in front of him gradually receded, the scenery of the Kingdom of Shadows began to become blurry, and darkness once again occupied the field of vision.

A faint light cut through the endless darkness. This was not the light of a dream, but real sunshine.

Shinji opened his eyelids and woke up from his sleep.

He stretched out his hand to rub the corners of his eyes as usual, only to find that there was moisture there, extending down his cheeks to his chin.

Are these tears?

Did I cry? While sleeping, while dreaming.

That dream.

So that’s it, have I seen the master’s experience?

Was she fighting a monster like that alone?

Has she been looking at that dull, oppressive land of the dead?

Is it so painful to be immortal and eternal?

Master craftsman.

Scathach.

you.

you.

you.

Amidst the sound of "shua", the curtains in the room were opened, and the alternation of light and dark in an instant diluted the sentimentality in Shen Er's heart.

In front of the window sill and beside the tea table, Scathach, wearing a turtleneck sweater and cotton trousers, dressed at home, rested his chin on his hand and looked at Shenji's face quietly.

The sunshine that brings life to all things not only does not repel the queen who lives in the land of the dead, but makes her even more dazzling.

"Teacher." Shen Er's voice contained unprecedented emotions, and he saw a lot in a dream.

"I knocked on the door, but you didn't hear." Scathach's expression was still so calm, as if nothing had happened, "Get up quickly, Sakura is waiting for you to have breakfast."

"Um."

Shenji rolled over and got out of bed, but when the soles of his feet touched the ground, his movements stopped. His eyes were fixed on Scathach's face, which was clean and without any decoration.

"Master, your veil?"

"Why, do you care about this?" Scathach held her left hand out of thin air, and a black veil formed by the magic tool appeared in her hand.

"I care, of course I care." Shen Er nodded repeatedly, "It's best not to wear a veil in the future."

"You really don't want me to hide my face." Scathach sighed, "It's not something interesting. Could it be that you like this appearance?"

"Of course, I have wanted to tell Master Xiang for a long time, but I never knew how to say it. It would be a pity to hide such a beautiful face."

Hearing Shenji's praise, Scathach was neither shy like an ordinary girl, nor did she show any joy or dissatisfaction. She just put away her veil and said, "You can keep these words for other girls. Now, Get up and eat.”

Shenji still didn't leave the bed. He took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of determination.

"Master, I want to fulfill your wish. I don't know where I can go in the end, and whether I can reach the heights of the brothers who have been taught by you, but I will try to become stronger, and I will try to Looking for a way to kill you. So, can you also have a little bit of hope for me?"

That serious expression and solemn attitude only appeared when he made a contract with Justisa.

At this moment, Shinji forgot that Scathach came to this world to wish for death on the Holy Grail. Perhaps he subconsciously believed that the Holy Grail could not kill the queen who was with the outside world.

He, Shinji Matou, wanted her, Scathach, to be freed from eternal loneliness.

The corners of Scathach's mouth, which were always bent downward, finally rose, and finally settled into an extremely stunning arc.

"Don't make me wait until the world ends."

PS: Five silver spearman flags are presented, the spirit base comes again, the master and craftsman break it, and scatter flowers.

PS2: There was a narrative error in the previous chapter. The Black Key is the church’s spirit-killing equipment, and its effect on spirits is much stronger than its physical effect. However, if the master said that Justeza was fine, it would be fine, and it would not affect Shinji’s work. Make a decision. Thanks to book friend Xiao Mo for reminding me, this error has been corrected.