[Fate] Falling Sun

The time to activate the magic circuit was actually very short, and Ritsu quickly completed the work.

"What a surprise, I remember when my father taught me how to activate it, it took me a long time, but I didn't expect you to finish it all at once." Ritsu looked at Mio who had completed the power-on, although he knew his qualifications as a magician It is indeed higher than the twin sister, but the speed of magic power generation is completely different.

"Really? I don't want to be a magician anyway, at least it's fine if I can provide magic power stably." Mio put on her clothes and shrugged nonchalantly.

Together, the two recalled their followers.

"Cough, Lancer. Do you feel the magic power flowing towards you now?" Mio asked pretending to be calm, trying to shake off the embarrassment just now.

"...Ahhh, it's just like being showered by a waterfall for a long time." The white-haired young man who appeared blinked his eyes, probably not absorbing the magic power of the normal transport volume for too long, just like the flood that broke the embankment Attack yourself.

"Huh, that's really great." The black-haired girl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, since it took so long to absorb the magic power, Lancer-kun must have been hungry for a long time, right? Mio, you should take a good rest today──If you consume a lot of magic power, sleep is a good way to supplement." Ritsu waved his hand, since After finishing business, I plan to say goodbye first.

"Huh? So it means that mana consumption is similar to physical strength?"

"Yeah, although I don't know if your servant is a five-star foodie, but if you can suddenly provide magic power, it will definitely take away a lot of you."

"Then I know..." The black-haired girl nodded, thinking that it was rare for her younger brother to come, but she had to go back so soon...

"Why are you showing such a lonely expression, I will come again tomorrow. I can't stand you~ Are you a rabbit who will die because of loneliness!?" Ritsu rolled his eyes.

"No, no! But, as promised, I will come tomorrow!" Mio smiled shyly.

"Oh, I'm the older brother..." Ritsu couldn't help but sighed again. "Mr. Lancer, I will leave my troublesome sister to you." He cast a sympathetic look at Karna.

"Ah, no problem." The white-haired young man nodded slightly, and the golden earrings made a clear sound.

***

Although my younger brother said that he might be very tired, Mio actually felt nothing special that day as usual.

However, that night, he had a dream.

On the boundless land burned by the setting sun, the desolate earth, stone and rock walls are all that can be seen.The sound of the yellow sand being carried away by the strong wind passed by the ears, and the rolling grass was flying in the air, and the next moment, the flames scattered like scattered flowers scattered, and instantly turned into ashes.

The white-haired young man descended from the sky, holding a Thunder Spear longer than his own height in one hand. The black and gold engraved stitching lines revealed a kind of sacred majesty, reflecting each other with the golden armor of the holder. It looks like an extraordinary thing──In fact, it is indeed a weapon made by God, the golden armor bestowed by the sun god Surya and the thunder spear bestowed by the thunder god Indra.

As for the brown-skinned young man who had already drawn his bow in the air, crackling lightning flashes were released around him due to the strong compression of the magic power. His deep eyes were full of fighting spirit.The moment he shouted, the released arrow tip was like lightning, piercing the air like a meteor, making a piercing sound like a thunderstorm, and rushed in the direction of Karna.

The white-haired young man on the ground looked up, and after his silver-green pupils locked the target, he galloped and jumped in the direction of the blue flying arrow——only moved an inch of space, and easily dodged the life-threatening arrow .Then he swung his lightning gun at A Zhou, launching continuous attacks like a snake entangled in its prey.

The battle of flames and lightning is telling the story of this epic duel.

At the same time, it is also a tragedy in the name of brotherly killing.

Even under such a fate, the two scarred and scarred people showed a trembling smile and killing spirit at the same time.Have you ever seen a musician playing with emotion?The same fascination can be seen on their faces, the desire for fighting and the ultimate pursuit of warriors spend their entire lives, these are the things expressed by those expressions.

"Ahhh, how lucky I am this time──to be able to continue the unfinished duel."

This is fate, the gears of fate are spinning on the two brothers, the bond that must defeat each other.

"Hmph...hahahahaha! I don't need that omnipotent wishing machine, my wish has already come true." Arjuna, the son of Thor, laughed maniacally, and pulled Gandiba again without hesitation.

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At four o'clock in the morning, she woke up suddenly.

It is very rare for me to wake up because of a dream, even though I am the type who wakes up at dawn.

The girl got up and went to the living room to drink a glass of water, recalling the dream just now.

It was a Karna she had never seen before—more precisely, a Karna with that look.Originally, it gave people an external image of being as cold as thin ice, but in fact the emotion contained in those eyes was as hot as the real sun.

It's not that he is not interested in anything, but that what he is interested in has never appeared.

That's how it is, that's how it is...

"...Mio." Just as the girl was still thinking about the dream just now, another voice called her name softly, and the result that made her suddenly regain consciousness was - the glass in her hand just fell straight down.

In less than a second, the white-haired youth caught the almost shattered glass.

"Are you okay?" Karna looked at his master who got up in the middle of the night with a puzzled face.

"Uh...it's nothing, it's just that I was shocked by calling me so suddenly..." She was suddenly woken up in a sleepy state, and it might be difficult to go back to sleep now.

"Sorry, it's rare to see you get up so early." He raised his brows slightly, as if he really apologized for this incident. "What's wrong?"

"...Well, it's just a dream." She rubbed her eyes, and simply sat on the sofa to wake up. "But don't you need to sleep?" The girl cast suspicious eyes, and speaking of it...she seems to have never seen Karna sleep before, perhaps she had fully rested when she transformed into a spirit body?

Perhaps it was because Mio always regarded her as a human being, so she didn't understand the difference between being a Heroic Spirit and living beings.

"Servants don't need sleep." He dismissed with a short sentence.What's more, in order to prevent the enemy who may sneak attack, it is only natural to wait by the side.

"...You can't just stare at me and sleep, right?" The girl suddenly got goosebumps.

“………………………………………” The eyes of different colors that were always sharp looked away this time. "Nightmare?"

Too obvious, this way of changing the subject.

"It's not a nightmare...it's about you and your brother." Mio had better pretend not to know the answer, otherwise she might suffer from insomnia in the future...

"...Arjuna?" After three seconds of silence, the white-haired young man revealed the name softly.

"Well, that's right, it's him." At this moment, a pair of blue pupils without glasses suddenly flashed a hint of cunning. "Dream about Ah Zhou, he is sweetly calling you 'Big Brother'!"

"........." Karna didn't respond at all to this, probably seeing through what Mio was thinking right now.

"It's so indifferent, it looks so happy when it's dueling with him." Mio took back the water glass out of humiliation, and gulped down the water.It seems that if you want to play tricks on Karna, the difficulty of the challenge is about Shura level.

"Really, it really is a duel." He pondered for a while, as if recalling something. "Probably a certain Holy Grail War." That duel was also interrupted with regret.

On the day when a large amount of the master's magic power is drawn, the memories belonging to the slave will more or less flow back into the master's sea of ​​consciousness, and the most common is the occurrence of dreams.

He has almost recovered to the best state with plenty of mana. Originally, Karna was worried that Mio, who is the master, would be overtired, but now it seems that he was superstitious.

"... How many times have you participated in the Holy Grail War?" The girl couldn't help but blurted out and asked.

Suddenly, the white-haired youth couldn't answer why.

"Forget it, I'm going to go back to sleep... Tomorrow there is eighth class." Yawning again, the black-haired girl waved her hand, and decided to go back to her room to play chess with Duke Zhou again.

Before going to bed, she checked her alarm clock to make sure it was activated, and fell into a deep sleep.

***

At the same time, two figures stood on the roof of a tall building.

The night sky is still hanging, the sky is clear without a cloud, and because of the excessive light pollution, there are not half a star in sight.

"Assassin, I have something to discuss with you." The black-haired boy leaned against the railing, letting the night wind blow his cheeks.

"Well, I probably know what you want to say." The man who usually wears a red hood has already taken off the hood at this time, revealing his white hair and brown skin. With a cigarette in his mouth.

Those deep black pupils were devoid of any emotion, as if they were dead.

"...When will you be able to read minds?" Ritsu raised his eyebrows.

"It's not so much mind reading, it's better to say that what we think is the same." He picked up the cigarette stick near his mouth and shook off the excess ash.

"You want to exchange servants with your sister, right?"

The dark-haired boy's blue eyes suddenly rounded, but then he returned to his usual composure, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

If this thought comes out of the mouth of the master, it will appear ungrateful.But it is another perception to let the follower confide from another angle.This is why Assassin spoke out before his Master, perhaps to make the boy in front of him feel less guilty.

"Then can I think that Assassin has the same reasons as I do?" Ritsu tried to find the answer in Assassin's pupils that were so dark that they could swallow anything, but all he could see was a pool of stagnant water.

"Well, for our purpose, that's indeed the best way." Assassin exhaled a puff of white smoke. The familiar smell of tobacco was a calming nostalgia for him, as if returning to his life illusion.Whether it's hallucinations or self-deception, it's like smoking marijuana.

"Then it's decided—it's a pity to say it, I really like Servants like you who pursue efficiency."

"For the same reason, I am quite satisfied with your determination to achieve your goals by any means." The hoarse voice was not dissatisfied, but filled with a calm tone.

"It sounds really hurtful, but I don't hate it." Perhaps it was because of the similarity that Assassin responded to his call.

"Then convince your twin sister well—after all, changing the contract is really troublesome." After the brown-skinned man twisted out the cigarette butt, he turned and walked towards the stairs going down.

***

The blackened scorched earth, the foul-smelling white smoke, the collapsed caves, the things that used to be in the magician's workshop are no longer there.Instead, charred charcoal blocks that could no longer be seen were scattered in every corner.

"Ah, ah ─ ──────────────────── Ryūnosuke Yusheng, who returned to the base camp, cried out almost collapsed. "The works of art created by our brainchild... are too much! This, is this what people do!?" The works made by him and the master were all destroyed overnight, and he knelt on the ground like a child Howling.

"Ryunosuke..." Caster walked slowly in front of him, bent over and patted Yusheng on the shoulder. "There are very few people who can understand true beauty and harmony." He said in a very sad tone. "It's better to say that for ordinary people, the so-called "beauty" is just an object of destruction."

"Could it be that... we were too happy, so we were punished..." Yu Sheng said sadly, rubbing his red eyes from crying.

"Ryunosuke! This is the only thing I can say for sure──" At this time, Caster seemed to have heard a forbidden sentence, and suddenly became excited.

"Gods can never punish humans! They can only play with them!"

That was a long time ago.

There was a man who hated the god who took her because he had lost the love he loved.He has committed all the evil and blasphemy in the world, but no matter what—he has never suffered divine punishment.

This man has maintained such licentious behavior for eight years, but there is no divine punishment to punish him.

However, it is not gods that lead men to destruction—it is human desires.

The church and the king punished the man for his crime in the name of righteousness, but the purpose behind it was to invade his territory and property.

What prevented this man from continuing to do immoral things was not God's sanction, but human greed and plunder.

The so-called gods will never impose sanctions on people.

"But, sir." Yu Sheng shook his head. "Even so, God does exist."

When dawn came, the sun full of vitality shone directly into the cavern with a large hole, and the glare made it hard to keep your eyes open for a while.

"That's weird, Ryunosuke... why do you think so when you have no faith and haven't seen miracles?"

"Because---although this world looks boring at first glance, but the more you look for it, the more interesting things you will find!" Yu Sheng changed his previous grief and finally stood up. "I think this world is like an interesting variety show!" He happily recounted that God is a great playwright.

"Then Ryunosuke, do you think God loves the world?"

"Of course I love it from the bottom of my heart──because if I don't love it, how can I write the script of this world non-stop? I must enjoy the work with joy!" The young man opened his hands and twirled intoxicated.

"God likes the praise of courage and hope the most, and also loves bloodshed, mourning and despair. Otherwise, why are the internal organs of living things so colorful?" Ryunosuke now seems to be an obsessed seeker.

"So, sir. God must love this world!" he said loudly, basking in the sunshine of hope.

"Ah, I never thought that in this era when people lost their faith and politicians lost their will, such a brand-new view of religion could be developed. I really admire it! Ryunosuke, my Master." The tall man Caster offered a respectful salute to Yu Sheng.

"Oh, it makes me very shy to say that." The young man scratched the back of his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"But Ryunosuke, according to your religious view, my blasphemy is just a farce, right?"

"That's right, even a villain has the heavy responsibility of pleasing the public. This is a top-notch entertainer! I believe God will appreciate your merciless complaints, my lord!"

And Caster just trembled excitedly, then raised his arms and laughed. "Whether it's praise or blasphemy, it's an act of worship for you── Ryunosuke, you really have profound philosophical insights!"

"The god who plays with thousands of people in applause is himself a clown──I see, I see! This can explain Ryunosuke's bad taste!" As if apocalyptic, his master brought him a new inspiration.

Then use more vivid colors of despair and lamentation to dye the Garden of Gods with deeper colors!