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"From the future..." Emiya Kiritsugu chewed these words repeatedly.

Irisviel next to her also cast a shocked look. Although she knew that Ying Lingwu was an avenger, she never expected that it would come from the future.

Saber wasn't too surprised.

After all, the so-called heroic spirits are all kinds of heroes that have appeared since ancient times.

But...the point is...

The human Wujo Wu in front of me looks very similar to the heroic spirit Wujo Wu, and they have the same name. Is there any relationship?

If they are the same person... but Gojo Satoru from the future is a heroic spirit instead, so what happened in the future?

In the presence, several people showed this kind of confusion.

Emiya Kiritsugu clenched his hands even more, maintaining a calm face.

"future……"

"what's going on?"

"The future..." Ying Lingwu touched his chin: "When I was summoned by Sen, I was still in the dark world, thinking infinitely."

After all, it was sealed by the brain flower.

It's disgusting to think about it even now - that piece of garbage took over Jay's body.

If Saito Mori could appear in his world, maybe everything would be different.

Ying Lingwu thought to himself, and Wujo Wu looked over, and the latter spread his hands innocently.

The interaction between the two was seen by Saito Mori.

Speaking of which, when Ying Lingwu came to this world, he was repeatedly surprised... So his world is really hopeless.

If he could think of it like this, Emiya Kiritsugu could naturally think of it too.

He originally had the intention of sacrificing the few and saving the many, and his Ai Li also supported him and supported his ideals, in order to become an extremely happy and beautiful world.

Didn't he get the Holy Grail?

impossible.

Saber is not so weak that she can't even get the Holy Grail.

That's... something wrong with the Holy Grail?

He didn't dare to think about it.

After a dinner, people had complicated thoughts, so they hurried back to the room and fell asleep.

Irisviel and Emiya Kiritsugu are husband and wife, so they naturally lived together.

Alice lived with Ilya, but she was afraid that the two children would fall off the bed, so Saber followed.

As for Saito Mori...

He looked at Wujo Wujo in front of him, one Wujo Wujo sat in front of a chair looking at him aggrievedly, and the other Heroic Wujo sat on the sofa.

he:………

"Aren't you sleeping?"

Yingling Wu: "Heroic spirit doesn't need to rest." He blinked: "Besides, Sen, you provide me with magic power all the time."

Gojo Satoru immediately looked at Ying Lingwu, "Cut it off."

"Asen's health is not good."

"If you draw too much, it will affect Asen's lifespan."

Saito Mori, who has been healthy for a long time:?

I have seen Saito Mori relying on his young age to stay up late at night like a hero: ...

"Okay, then I'll give the bed to you two." After speaking, the heroic spirit disappeared in front of the two of them.

Saito Mori: ...

Gojo Satoru: "...Let him take care of it." He raised his head slightly, looked at Saito Mori's chest and saw that Zheng Lai was also looking at him, turned his head slightly, and then said in a very low voice: "It's not that there is no slept."

[xs, have you seen this stubborn one? Wrap it in flour and fry it in a frying pan, it’s so fragrant]

[Fuck, what a fart of your "sleep"! !Don't insult such a beautiful word!The two of you are obviously covered with quilts, pure and innocent like kindergarten students]

Saito Mori: ...

Too much!

They also held hands and kissed under the moonlit night, okay?

"Enlightenment—" Seeing that it was getting late, Saito Mori patted the bed: "It's time to rest."

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, and after a while, he moved the small bench and slid his legs, rushing directly to the bed.

"You'll be fine if you sleep."

"I'll watch over you."

Gojo Satoru said, Saito Mori in front of him suddenly leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"Have you been blowing cold wind up there for a long time?"

Gojo Satoru: "Not really..."

Saitomori reached out and stroked the corner of his lips lightly, seeing that he was silent, he raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Okay—it's been blowing for a long, long time." Thinking that it was his lover after all, Gojo Satoru rushed over, hugged Saito Mori and rubbed his cheek.

"Asen, Nuannuan."

Feeling the enthusiasm of the five cats, Saito Mori wanted to push away the chair between the two of them.

Ok……

Satoru wouldn't bring the chair to bed, would he?

***

The night is filled.

While Saito Mori and Gojo Satoru were gradually falling asleep, Ying Lingwu was watching the wind outside.

It's true that Heroic Spirits don't rest much. Of course, if the Master's magic power is not enough, then as a Heroic Spirit, you have to rely on other methods to replenish your body.

Right now, he is sitting on the roof of the building, and with one step of his legs, he almost needs a small bench to eat melon seeds.

The moonlight was beautiful, but suddenly there was a voice.

Heroic Satoru raised his eyes and saw that Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel who came out at some time were silent.

I don't know how long it has passed, but he heard some conversations coming from there.

"Eri, let's run away."

"Illya is here now, we can leave anytime and anywhere."

Ying Lingsao rubbed his chin, this should be Emiya Kiritsugu's voice.

"Kiritsugu—if we leave now, what will happen to your ideal?"

"The ideal method is now within reach..."

Ying Lingwu moved forward, and saw the two couples embracing each other.

Ying Lingwu: Wow.

He really wanted to tell Saito Mori the news that Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to leave the Holy Grail War, but found that Saito Mori was staying in a strange place, but fell asleep after a while.

And Emiya Kiritsugu also returned to the room with Irisviel.

Ying Ling Wu: ...

Lonely as snow!

He was lying on the roof with his hands under his arms, facing the moon.

Slowly, he closed his eyes.

***

"Tick-tick--"

It was the sound of something dripping.

It seems that there is still some sticky feeling, trying to climb out...

Ying Lingwu slowly opened his eyes - in the extremely empty room, there was a gorgeous bed in the room.

There was no one in the room, it was empty.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar figure appeared on the bed.

That was Irisviel who had just fallen asleep.

Irisviel subconsciously sensed something was wrong, and slowly opened her eyes——and saw Ying Lingwu standing not far away.

She was at a loss, looked around, and found that this was Einzbern Castle instead of Fuyuki, and sat up in surprise.

"Wu Jun?"

"here it is……"

Ying Lingwu spread his hands helplessly: "I don't know! I also just appeared here."

Irisviel also looked distressed, she stepped on the floor with her bare feet.

In an instant, the dry floor suddenly became wet—Irisviel lowered her head in a daze, and saw black mud suddenly gushing out from the white floor, and the black mud quickly wrapped around her ankles, trying to pull her into the floor inside.

"what--!"

Seeing Irisviel's half body being pulled into the floor, Ying Lingwu rushed over quickly, reached out and grabbed her.

At this moment...a strange laugh came from Irisviel's mouth.

No, the Irisviel at this moment is no longer Irisviel.

The black mud, like a tattoo, wandered along Irisviel's ankle all the way to her cheek.

[Alice Viel] looked at Ying Lingwu amusedly, and tilted his head: "Avenger... Ah, what a nostalgic job."

Ying Lingwu stretched out his other hand, and He hovered over his hand.

"Don't be so fierce! I'm just saying hello to my future body—"

He fell directly to the ground, blasting countless black mud.

[Alice Viel]'s face trembled instantly.

"...Aren't you afraid of hurting her?"

Ying Lingwu lowered his eyes: "Get out."

[Irisviel] was silent for a while: "Okay - it's rare that we are both Avengers, and I want to catch up with you more."

"………"the Avengers?

"Ah, I'm curious to see your expression—" [Alice Viel] smiled coquettishly, "I am a servant who participated in the last Holy Grail War, that is, Avenger."

"As for my real name... I lost my name as early as I was integrated into the Holy Grail."

Having said that, [Irisviel] touched his cheek.

"This face...is really good..."

"what--"

"Wait a few more days, wait a few more days... When they sacrifice this body to me, I can get her."

[Alice Viel] smiled coquettishly, but lost her voice in the next second.

The mantra rose from Ying Lingwu's hand—the bloomed power ruthlessly gnawed at the black mud on the ground.

In an instant, after several shots in a row—the black mud turtle retreated to the ground.

In the room, it was quiet again.

Ying Lingwu put the fainted Irisviel back on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed thinking.

Because he descended into this world as a heroic spirit, he naturally knew that the so-called Holy Grail was the final winner of the Holy Grail War, and the winner could use it to fulfill his wishes.

Logically speaking, the Holy Grail should be pure and flawless, not so ugly and dirty... Especially, the other party seems to be a little afraid of his power.

And he himself is a magician.

Seeing such a dirty thing, he subconsciously threw a few spells to bombard it.

In the worldview of conjurers, only the use of mana can kill the mantras bred by various negative energies...

So--

The magic power can hurt the last Avenger who was integrated into the Holy Grail, so can it explain...

Has the Holy Grail, which can grant wishes, been polluted?

The author says:

(I crawl)

Well, there's almost [-] left to finish.