[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

Finally, decided to ask.

"Tell me exactly what you wished, Lancer."

After being so requested, Diarmuid looked up at her, and then nodded clearly, as if he had made up his mind.

"—Stay in this world until you enter the Throne of Heroes eight months later."

"........."

At this moment, she lost her words.

Crackling is the sound of the candle flame burning in the oil lamp.

Tick-tock is the sound of the hands of the clock on the wall moving.

Click, it is the sound of the stone in my heart breaking to the ground.

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49. When everything comes to an end [Part [-]]...

Diarmuid, who was kneeling in front of the white-haired woman looking at him in disbelief, frowned, not because of sadness, worry, or anger.Only the feeling of "never regret it" is fully presented between the eyebrows.

"Without any warning...disappearing in front of me, making me lose you like this, and never find you again, that kind of thing--I absolutely cannot accept it!"

"Lancer, you..."

She couldn't go on.All the words that wanted to express his mood were settled in those golden eyes that were staring at him intently.With deep emotion, Diarmuid said firmly:

"I don't expect you to forgive me, but I don't want you to suffer all this alone. I don't want to see you wandering in hell forever." Diarmuid sighed and kept saying, "If you stubbornly think that You should enjoy that loneliness, and if you sleep forever in self-condemnation, then please allow me to choose another place for you that is more suitable in my opinion. And in the days before that, let me, as a knight by your side."

After all, she committed a lot of sins during her lifetime, so she should be lonely after death——Heyamendi always believed in this idea, and it turned out that Diarmuid had already understood her thoughts.

"Why do you want to do this..." she whispered, "Is this what you want?"

"The only person who allowed me to impose a special restriction on a single person is you. So..."

He answered very seriously and even somewhat rigidly.In this man's life, like most Celtic warriors, in order to control and regulate his words and deeds, Diarmuid has set up many restrictions to supervise himself, and some of them are not even known to the hero himself.However, there is only one prohibition specially set up for a certain person from beginning to end.

Although this is correct, it is not appropriate to use it as an excuse, Heyamendi was silent for a while.She has always held a disapproving attitude towards that prohibition.

"At the beginning, you put down that ban because you were eager to win my trust. You and I both know it well. Don't bring up such things."

Diarmuid was a little depressed after hearing the words. He knew that his master didn't like his behavior very much.

"If you really can't accept it, if you really hate me to the extreme, then reject me with all your strength, and tell me clearly that you don't need me anymore...that's all I ask for." Diarmuid smiled wryly, The original charming voice was full of self-deprecating tone, "Yes, even if you abandon me, it is my own fault. Because I always make reckless and ignorant decisions regardless of your wishes."

On the overly handsome face bestowed with tears by the fairy's blessing, in the dark environment, under the overflowing forced smile, there is too much fragility and bitterness hidden.

"No, actually..."

Again, she still couldn't continue.

Diarmuid listened quietly.He didn't look up, which was a sign that he was waiting for information.However, the expected response has not yet arrived.Even a disappointing answer is better than endless silence.Confusion instigated Diarmuid to look up again, and met the pair of ice blue eyes staring at him.

... my lord... please don't let me go.If it wasn't for you, if you abandoned me... I, I, I would definitely fall back to the state I was in before I first met you...

The knight who was about to be judged was watching her all the time.Even if the answer is rejection, you have to watch her say it out of her own mouth.

"What I want to know is," Heyamendi looked at Diarmuid from the front with a very incomprehensible look, "Why does it have to be eight months? Why does it take so long?"

"Because... the total time you have returned to the present world is eight months. So I..."

--what?

What insignificant things the fellow has in his head!

Although it reflects from the side that Diarmuid remembers all the details of her very clearly, it will indeed give people a sense of superiority that is valued by others, but...

"Master, I will always keep in mind everything about you."

Oh, I really just said that... That honest look coupled with the honest answer made Heyamendi's head dizzy for a while.His temples seemed to be aching a little.Stretching out her hand and rubbing it, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Stay...well."

The muscles on Diarmuid's face seemed to move, and his eyes widened as if he couldn't believe it.

"……Owner?"

"I don't think you have anywhere else to go, so just stay."

"Have you changed your mind?"—wasn't it a dream?

"Because it's a decision you made and I will respect it."

"Oh, that's great. It's good to hear you say that."

Diarmuid still looked at her.As if having the most beautiful thing in the world, as if having everything he expected, he wiped away all the previous melancholy with a smile.Diarmuid's golden eyes were filled with satisfaction that even the blind could see clearly.

Generally speaking, what Diarmuid entrusted to the Holy Grail is a compromise wish.While lamenting the speed at which the spearmen changed their faces, Heyamendi began to look for reasons for the knight's disobedience from Diarmuid's perspective.Diarmuid knew that she had no intention of regaining her body to live in the real world, and at the same time, she could not accept her disappearing in front of him so suddenly after the decisive battle.

That's why...he came up with such a weird wish.As the rumors say, the Holy Grail is an omnipotent wish-granting machine.

"It's such a great honor to be honored and to be by your side with your pity." Diarmuid said almost piously, thanking you constantly.

"But—"

He Yamendi couldn't stop sighing.Although she has repeatedly stated that she does not like to see Lancer kneel down and bow to her, it seems that it is still useless.If the knight's kneeling ceremony is not completely abolished, this dead-headed guy will not listen to it.

With a sigh, she moved her body closer to Diarmuid, "Before that, you stand up for me first. If you kneel down at every turn, I will take compulsory measures." After finishing speaking He patted the edge of the bed.

"My lord, I...understand."

Following Heyamendi's gesture, Diarmuid got up and leaned next to her, sitting on the edge of the bed.Once again, he showed his natural charming smile.

Then he took her hand, and dropped a very light, very light, very shallow kiss on the back of the hand that had no mottled veins of Command Seals.

"Lan, Lancer..."

It's not for this kind of thing to let this guy sit over!He Yamendi couldn't help stepping back a bit, stammering and calling softly.After hearing her voice, Diarmuid immediately stopped moving and just smiled.

"For the last eight months, please let me stay by your side every step of the way, my master."

Firmly and unshakably, the knight said the words that she had been thinking about for a long time when she was unconscious in his arms.

"Ah... um."

With his mouth slightly open, He Yamendi expressed his affirmation with a dry voice.Hearing this answer, Diarmuid laughed happily.

"My lord... At that time, I really wanted to tell you a lot. But now, it seems that I have suddenly flown to a place where I can't find it. I just want to say, I am very happy. Really... Glad. You, are still here..."

While saying this, he saw that the white-haired woman not far from him finally showed a slightly voluntary smile.

"The Holy Grail War...is it over?"

"Yes, it's over."

The wonderful feeling is expressed in a very ordinary tone.Recalling that extraordinary experience is like a fleeting moment, like a dream come true.It's like closing the book quietly after reading a book, and reminiscing about everything experienced on the way after finishing a journey.

"So... what is our situation now? In theory, am I still your Master?"

"Although the war is over, you can no longer keep the Command Seals. However, because of your return, the causal line between us has been re-established, and the magic power that keeps me alive is still provided by you."

"...How did you survive before this?"

"Have you forgotten, the mana reserves you have provided to me have always been huge. Even if I temporarily lose you, I can last for about three days, as long as I keep my spirit body. We separated late last night, and we only waited for a few hours. Seeing you again...the Holy Grail is indeed omnipotent."

Ahh, what's going on, it seems that this guy suddenly worships the Holy Grail.It is really rare to see such an obsessed expression on the face of this man.

"What do you think, L.