[Main FZ] The correct way to obtain the Holy Grail

You have been infatuated with a pair of dark red eyes, the gloomy color is hidden under the deep black eyelashes, and the blurred tenderness reveals fatal danger.Under the long-term gaze of those eyes, a corner of your soul collapsed.

In contrast, those red eyes, which are as beautiful as blazing flames, make people feel inexplicably terrified...

You are like a gerbil captured by the sharp eyes of a falcon on the prairie, uneasily hugging the doll-shaped Kewpie in your arms, your eyes are shallow and wandering, and you want to hide behind Bai Lan beside you on a conditioned reflex .

Although you are so afraid, there is still a voice in your heart encouraging you who is hesitant.

No, no, you have already experienced [The King's Treasure] in Yuansaka Mansion last time, regardless of whether Archer is suspected of being waterproof, anyway, you successfully rescued Hassan in the end.

With successful precedents, accumulated experience and Bai Lan's support, you don't need to be afraid of him now.

Also... Archer's attitude represented Kotomine Kirei.

【You are a frank and good boy. 】

【Brother will protect you. 】

【Sleep, I'm here. 】

……

After all, it came from my dull and reticent elder brother, with a few words of comfort.

Clumsy and gentle.

Hidden in the memory box by you when you were young, weaved into a pale dream, and fell into a deep sleep together in the empty old house.

With only hope remaining, you can no longer escape...

Facing the question that Archer obviously meant, you bit your lips tightly, trying hard to suppress the uneasiness and fear that kept pouring out of your heart, put on a cold look, and quickly glanced up at the person standing by the lamp. The heroic spirit on the pillar.

"Since when did the legendary Heroic Spirit like to meddle in other people's housework?"

Usually, you are fascinated by Taro's talkative style, but at the critical moment, you can imitate his second-year-old face.

Surprisingly, such a sharp answer did not seem to anger this proud heroic spirit. On the contrary, Archer stared at you with pity like facing a child who has been taught repeatedly, and expressed helplessness in a leisurely manner. sigh.

"Oh, has the docile rabbit learned to bite?"

"It's pathetic..."

"Who is pitiful, it's really inexplicable!"

Sensitively aware of the malice hidden under Archer's seemingly easy-going tone, the alarm bells in your heart rang out, you approached Bai Lan beside you, and put on a defensive posture.

"Those bastards wantonly claiming to be kings are enough to make people upset."

"But before that, let's get rid of the clown first."

Rider's heroic exclamation and Saber's vigilant gaze were ignored by him, and the self-centered hero showed a mocking smile after sighing to himself.A strange aura rose slowly along with the arc of his lips, and in the next moment, countless knives shining with dazzling light suddenly appeared in the empty sky.

The unsheathed knives, guns, and swords are like the works of art displayed in the middle hall of the museum. They are ingenious and exquisite in shape, exuding dazzling brilliance, and emitting majestic magic power. They are obviously not ordinary weapons, but they can only have amazing lethality. the treasure.

The picture of the assassin being killed without leaving a piece of armor is vivid. Faced with so many treasures, everyone present can't help but feel frightened.

In the silence, only Bai Lan could calmly pat you on the shoulder, looking at the terrifying scene in the sky, he sneered nonchalantly, "You have offended the other party so easily, Master, you are really careful."

And the familiar in your arms whispered softly to appease.

【Don't be afraid】

Like gorgeous and deadly fireworks, a golden rainstorm composed of Noble Phantasms crashed down.

Countless sharp weapons pierced the pitch-black sky, making a sharp piercing sound, shooting unstoppably towards the land where you are, as if they will tear you to pieces in the next second.

However, the coming bloody scene is blocked by an invisible force. The innate anti-magic ability builds a high wall in front of you, and the raging treasure is like a tiny mosquito on the fire , the second before hitting the target, it disperses into harmless golden dust, floating around you profusely.

Archer's Noble Phantasm looks fierce, but it can't touch a hair of yours.

The situation is still safe, you temporarily breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking with some luck in your heart.

Your ability is only useful at this time.

Losing so many precious treasures for no reason, Archer will definitely give up attacking you, right?

But you obviously underestimated the opponent's treasure reserves, and stared at the weapon that turned into dust indifferently. The rich and powerful Archer just let out a cold snort indifferently. The failure of one blow did not seem to have broken his determination to get rid of you. .

The initial attack was just an appetizer, without giving anyone a chance to breathe, a huge group of treasures smashed at you head and face.

The previous wave of treasures exploded, and the gold powder that splashed out suddenly had no time to disperse, and a second later, new treasures shattered and joined the ranks of dust.The gold powder piled up layer by layer, lingering around you and forming a thick layer of smoke, which quickly narrowed your field of vision.

I can't see my surroundings clearly.

The vision blessed by magic cannot penetrate the flying magic powder at all.

what's wrong...

Can't wait for you to think carefully, the third wave of attacks has already arrived.

The treasures that rushed towards you turned into gold powder, making the fog surrounding you thicker, while the other part avoided you directly, and smashed into the asphalt road around you scatteredly, sending out huge explosions. sound.

Is it because the Archer has lost his weapon's attack track because of his haste?

The arrogant king is scarier than you think.

The treasures pierced into the ground crackled and exploded like powerful bombs. Fireworks rose from the dark night to illuminate the night sky, and the vortex of magic power that burst out fiercely tore the ground open. You who have the ability to resist magic They were all blown away by the remaining impact and flung to other places.

It hurts.

Although you adjusted your movements in time according to the training content, the protective cushion that Chubby opened successfully slowed down the impact on your body when it hit the ground. Unfortunately, because of your ability, the magic that Chubby can use is limited. The splashing stones, those fishes that slip through the net still draw a bloody gash in your arm.

What makes you palpitate more than the pain at this moment is that the distance between you and Bai Lan, which has been expanded by the bomb, is out of the range covered by your ability. your.

Counted.

Surrounded by golden smoke, it's hard to tell where you are.

There is only one Kewpie by your side, and you stand up in embarrassment and look around helplessly. You are terrified in the unknown environment.

The soft paws gently brushed the wound on your hand, and healed the nearest wound. Chubby shook his ears and jumped out of your arms, trotting out of your range.

[Don't move, I'll...]

The familiar couldn't finish speaking.

Splashes of blood burst into your field of vision.

The golden spear pierced the cat and rabbit's head.

Your eyes widened in astonishment and before you could cry out, an arm piercing through the dust grabbed your throat tightly. Archer's cold and handsome face came into your eyes, and you smiled mockingly, not caring about yourself "Kaz" crackled the cracked golden armor, and the Heroic Spirit pressed your head, which was still kneeling on the ground, to the nearest tree trunk without any hesitation.

The back of the head was hit hard, and your eyes suddenly went blank, and your hands and feet twitched uncontrollably and became weak.

"There is still a degree in the end."

"Your ability is indeed not omnipotent."

Although most of the possessed armor was cracked and fell off, and the Noble Phantasm was used instead of itself to be reduced, the King of Heroes, who is a huge collection of magic power, did not have the same broken arm situation as Hassan.

As if picking up a broken doll, Archer lifted you up with one hand with a playful smile on his face, and spoke malicious words slowly.

"It's surprisingly easy to help Kirei deal with a little trouble."

The words of the heroic spirit made you, who was still dragging your limp body and trying to struggle, pause, staring at his face in disbelief, you asked tremblingly.

"Is it... brother?"

As if amused by your question, the smile on Archer's face suddenly deepened a bit, his bright red eyes flickered, he didn't answer directly, but just tightened the palm of your neck bit by bit, dragging his tone asked rhetorically.

"Oh, what do you think?"

Your chest feels like being pressed down by a boulder, the feeling of suffocation becomes heavier and heavier, your consciousness gradually returns to chaos, and the words of the heroic spirit become the last straw that crushes you.

What can I say?

……

Enough is enough and I don't want to guess anymore.

【Brother will protect you. 】

【Brother will take care of you. 】

【You are my only sister. 】

The memory box fell from a height and hit the ground with a crisp sound. Countless words flowed out from the opening, twittering and twittering in your ears.

……

It's all a lie, let me go, I don't want to hear it anymore.

Shut up and don't make me hurt again by this!

Uncontrollable tears flowed from your eye sockets, wetting Archer's palm a little bit, and at the same time, a weird laugh leaked from the corner of your lips.

Fear has come to an end, grief has reached its limit, and it is often blazing anger that finally takes over the heart.

Such a battered, tattered memory.

There is no way to fix it.

In order not to be extravagant, to completely cut off thoughts, you will pick up the broken box again, smash it to the ground, and step on it yourself to pieces.

Those things that make people suffer... all die.

Start with the magic that casts a shadow over your life and ruins it all.

A nameless force in your body slowly rises in response to your mournful prayer, expanding a little bit beyond the balance in your body.

The first thing it destroys is the magic circuit on your body, like countless bugs surging in the flesh and blood, wandering in the veins, constantly gnawing at the tiny circuits used to maintain life.

break it.