black Knight

Ten years later, next to the foreigner cemetery of the Fuyuki Church——

Wearing a blue beret, the white-haired girl who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old placed a well-opened thousand cherry blossoms in front of a tombstone.

"Long time no see, Emiya Kiritsugu."

The wind blew, blowing Alicia's hair, and she stretched out her left hand and pressed it on the hat on her head.

"The preparations you made ten years ago did not end the Holy Grail War. No, it should be said that none of us thought that the Fifth Holy Grail War would start only ten years after the Fourth Holy Grail War... Honestly Said I was taken aback too."

"Speaking of which, although you and Artoria have never gotten along, your fate is really surprising... She was once again summoned to this world as a saber. As your son, Emiya Shirou's servant."

"Speaking of which, I also met the 'Heroic Spirit Emiya Shirou'... This child seems to have walked the same path as you in the future, hey, Emiya Kiritsugu, are you also like him, turning into a Heroic Spirit Guardian? somewhere out of this world?"

Alicia sat casually on the ground in front of the tombstone, leaning her back against the tombstone behind her, as if sitting back to back with a friend.

They didn't have a heart-to-heart relationship during his lifetime, but after his death they seemed to become friends who talked about everything... Although he couldn't respond to her, there was too much bond between them.

Irisviel, Illya, and Emiya Shirou.

Those who are still alive, and those who are gone, bind them together.

"Today is the last day of the Fifth Holy Grail War. The past grievances and grievances will come to an end today, right? The era of prehistoric women."

"Shirou, he has the same idea as you... He also intends to destroy the Holy Grail, but personally speaking, this does not seem to be good news. Will I, who survived because of the Holy Grail, disappear with the Holy Grail?"

"I wanted to participate in it too, after all my life seems to be closely related to my life... But I thought about it and I still feel that doing so would outweigh the gains."

"If I made a mistake and one of Diarmuid and I died in the battle, then my wish would be reversed. Besides... such a Holy Grail, I can't make a wish."

"So I, an old bone, should leave the stage here. The fate of the Holy Grail should be left to the current participants to decide. It's not a loss for me to live for another ten years."

Everything... Leave it to 'fate' to decide.

Whether we can still exist in this world, whether she and Diarmuid can still welcome every sunset and dawn together in the future.

Leave it to 'fate'.

She has fought against fate too many times, and it's time to follow it once.

The white-haired girl straightened her back and raised her head, smiling slightly as she looked at the sky reddened by the descending Holy Grail.The cold wind blew from nowhere, blowing her long hair and shawl, and then, the black-haired man who suddenly appeared beside her put an off-white coat on her.

"It's not good if you catch a cold."

The handsome black-haired Heroic Spirit knelt beside her on one knee, carefully adjusting the position of the cloak for her.

"Hey Diarmuid." Alicia raised her hand to cover Diarmuid's big hand, "Maybe today is our last day."

Ah, it's as clear as yesterday...but ten years have passed.

"In the past ten years, I have lived very happily."

She didn't want to say thank you, and didn't want to leave only gratitude for the ten years they walked together.

"……Me too."

The black-haired man took Alicia's hand behind his back and pressed it to his cheek.

"I'm also...very happy."

Alicia leaned into the man's arms... To be honest, she was still a little unwilling.Ten years is still too short for her.She also wanted to spend more time with this man.Even if it's just leaning together like this and doing nothing.

The day when we could meet and love each other like this has never happened before, and it will never happen again in the future.

Diarmuid will return to the Throne of Heroes after his death, and the memory of this life will not remain in his mind.At most, it will only turn into one of the pages in his hand, and he can only see it occasionally when he wants to read it.

And she herself, this 'Alicia' made up of Alicia's memories and origins and a soul that doesn't know where, she doesn't know whether she can exist in this world again after death.

Maybe she will return to the original world, maybe she will disappear into the world...or she will go through reincarnation, and after a few years, she will become a brand new person and be born in this world.

But at that time... Neither Diarmuid nor herself would be what they are now.

"...If we can still be together after today, let's find a place to officially settle down. We can design a house by ourselves and decorate it according to our own preferences."

"it is good."

"Maybe we can also raise a few cats, adopt a few children... and then wait for them to grow up, and then travel to the places we want to go."

"I listen to you."

"...Really, a life that people look forward to."

As long as the two are still together, thinking of the 'future' will always make my heart feel sweet.

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, next year, the year after...

Countless days and nights, countless sunrises and sunsets.

If you can still hold hands and spend it together, there is nothing else you can ask for.

…………

After a long time.

"Hey, Dad." Looking at the two people who were leisurely enjoying afternoon tea in the courtyard, the young child tugged at his father's sleeve vigorously.

The red-haired man lowered his head and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Dad, why do 'dry grandma' and 'dry grandpa' look younger than their parents? Although the dry grandma has white hair..."

Shouldn't the white-haired old woman and grandfather already have wrinkles all over his face?

"Probably because they are people favored by time."

The red-haired man recalled memories from a long time ago, as if the two of them had been like this since the first time he saw them.

As time goes by and seasons change, only these two seem to remain unchanged.

"Okay, let's go in, remember to say hello to grandpa and grandma, otherwise mom will train you again when she comes."

"Got it!"

The little child broke free from his father's hand and ran forward with his calves.

"Grandpa! Granny! It's the first time we meet, I'm Emiya Sakura, seven years old this year!"

The clear voice of the child made the white-haired woman put down the teacup in her hand, she turned her head and smiled slightly at the little toddler who ran to her side.

"Nice to meet you, Sakura."

The author has something to say:

This is the end of the main text of the Black Knight, thank you girls for your strong support!

In fact, there are still a lot of things I want to write [Hey] but when I really want to write, I find that it seems... there is nothing particularly worth writing.

She stood by his side, and he stood by her side.That's what happened after that.

So after struggling for a long time, deleting, deleting and modifying a lot of things, it became something like this postscript.Cover your face.

As long as we are together, ten years is not too short, and 100 years is not too long... Only with this kind of thinking, can they watch the Fifth Holy Grail War calmly [Hello] After all, for them, it is no longer their stage.

Perhaps this is the so-called future generations have their own blessings? 【laugh】

Well, finally, I want to say thanks for following Alicia and Brother Gun to the present.

Thank you to all the girls who bought the genuine version, thank you to the girls who generously lost their guns, and everyone who has been responding to me every day and leaving me a message.

Well, we are destined to see you in Xinkeng!

Xinkeng ff7 brain hole subversion [Hello]

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