Young Master Yukinoshita's Tucao

Emiya Shirou muttered depressingly, and closed the door that was opened with a crack by Saber.

. . . . . . . . .

When Yushi stepped into Emiya's mansion, he knew that this was the mansion chosen by Emiya Kiritsugu and Alice Faier as the magic workshop during the Fourth Holy Grail War.

The engraving worms in the bodies of Sakura and Matou Kariya were all eliminated here.

Speaking of which, a few years have passed, and Sakura has grown up, after all, the little girl from the Tohsaka family has now become a master.

And Matou Kariya. . .I'm afraid he has already passed away, but if he can fulfill his wish a few years before his death, that guy Matou can also rest in peace.

Obviously, Arturia was also a little emotional, recalling the memories of the last war, Alice Faile, and the Holy Grail in a strange state.

Emiya Shiro: Why do these guys seem to be more familiar with his family than themselves?

The three Masters gathered around the table, but none of them wanted to be the first to speak. The red Archer just leaned against the wall quietly, staring at Yushi.

Artoria, who was standing by the side, didn't know how to speak. She felt that the friend who had helped her a lot at the moment seemed strange to her.

As an outsider, Tohsaka Rin naturally had no reason to stir up the topic, but this silence made her a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, that Berserker spoke.

"Emiya Kiritsugu... This man is no longer alive." Ushi took the lead in asking Illya's inner question. In the last Holy Grail War, he just died with Gilgamesh with all his might, and it has no effect on the future development. learn.

However, the existence of Emiya Shirou now shows that Emiya Kiritsugu lived a few years of ordinary life after the war.

"Yes, Dad, he passed away a few years ago, and he once mentioned to me that he had another... child."

Emiya Shirou scratched his head, carefully looked at Illya who was thinking about something, and confessed what he knew.

I didn't care about it at the time, but now it seems that she is indeed the daughter left behind by the father, right?

"Also, Archer over there, you seem to know me very well."

"Hmph, of course."

The red Archer turned his face away, not wanting to talk more about this topic, and then he felt the murderous gaze from his Master.

Talk to me!

Obviously that's what it means.

Archer chooses to ignore it and exits the group chat.

"Speaking of which, it turns out that both Berserker and Saber were servants of the last Holy Grail War, and they were comrades in arms. It's such a coincidence. It's like a miracle."

Seeing Archer who disappeared as a reinson without making a sound, Rin Tohsaka spread his hands helplessly, and then suggested.

"Then why don't we form an alliance this time and get rid of the other servants first? For example, that Lancer has the magic weapon of karma?"

Throwing out intelligence and gaining trust is the foundation of building a bridge of cooperation.

"Like I said, I don't need to cooperate with Berserker."

Illya recovered from her contemplation and rejected the proposal. Clinging to the past won't bring any benefits, but it's not easy to let go easily.

Illya hated, hated the man who, as a father, left himself in that icy castle and tortured himself.

And now that man is dead, she came to Fuyuki City by herself to participate in the Holy Grail War, what is the purpose of all she did?

It was by no means such a ridiculous thing as the long-cherished wish of the Einzbern family.

She is confused about the future.

"Come on, Berserker."

Ilya stood up with a sullen face, and walked straight to the entrance, but the moment she pushed the door open, she hesitated for a moment, and said.

"I'll wait for you outside."

"Click."

When the rain stopped, he looked at Artoria who was hesitant to speak, and asked with a soft sigh.

"Still pursuing the Holy Grail? Artoria."

As if she didn't expect him to ask such a question, Arturia nodded silently after being stunned for a moment. Until now, saving the subjugated country is the motivation for her to continue to swing her sword.

Even if this was a road of no return, she didn't want to give up on it. In the past, when it was raining, she encouraged herself who was shaken by the words of the two kings to look forward to the miracle of the Holy Grail.

Not everything works out as expected, but anything is worth trying.This is what he told himself.

"... Al, live for yourself."

She is just a little girl who keeps fighting for that impossible thing, drags her broken body and spirit, and keeps reincarnating.

And the omnipotent Holy Grail is not omnipotent.

These are things that I have experienced in the rain, and what I understand after several summons. After all, my previous self is still too naive. This kind of behavior of entrusting the weight of the entire kingdom to a little girl is wrong.

He even somewhat understood what the King of Conquerors had said.

Although it created Arthur's great cause, for Artoria, it was just a tragedy.In order to subjugate the country, he keeps repeating the path of pursuing the Holy Grail.

And the culprit of all this, Merlin, if there is a chance, he must beat that guy up.

"When it rains...it's different from what you said last time."

Arturia, who didn't realize what she was thinking when it rained, bit her lower lip and clenched her fists. A flash of betrayal pain flashed in her eyes, but a deeper obsession followed.

"Time is changing, and people are also changing. Time can change people, but people can't change time."

Just like stating the facts, Yushi told his own cognition, in the final analysis, all of these are just fate.

"But so what?"

Arturia was still the same, but this appearance caused fluctuations in the peace of mind that she had been trying to maintain during the rainy season.

"Come and ask your own heart, Saber."

"If you just want to defeat other Masters and win the Holy Grail, attacking like Assassin or Lancer is the most effective way. And you have been resisting this, right?"

"It's about the honor of the knight. As the king of knights, I won't do these things."

When the rain sneered, is it related to the glory of the King of Knights?People who are really driven to a dead end will not pay attention to such things as glory.Looking at the little girl who justified herself and found a reason, he continued.

"As long as there are battles, there will be casualties. You know this best. That's why you want to suppress the battle to the minimum—that is, you are more afraid of a battle with victims than anyone else."

Whether it was Caster who was hesitant to use the Ex caliber in the face of the sea demon in the Fourth Holy Grail War, worried about hurting innocent people, or kicked Archer's end knight in the rain.

"—"

The sound of taking a breath.

After Saber opened her eyes wide as if she heard some strange remarks, she gritted her teeth and returned to her original gaze.

"No. I've never been afraid to fight."

"Because that emotion has been overwhelmed by the king's mission."

"Think about it for yourself. You have never been ashamed of your country or your people. Now, as Artoria, accept yourself well."

Even if she obtained the Holy Grail, she didn't use it for herself, she was willing to turn into ashes for the sake of the so-called kingdom.

The sound of the wind was ringing in my ears.

Saber didn't answer, nor nodded.

Just staring straight into Berserker's eyes,

"—I cannot comply."

A powerful voice answered like this.

"The king's oath must never be broken. As a king, I have an obligation that I have to fulfill."

Her dream is only one—from the day these hands took up the sword, this oath will never change.

"Then let me tell you, no matter how cruel the result is, it is impossible to change what has happened. Camelot's demise is after all an inevitable event that mysteriously withdraws from the surface of the world."

"But now because I can't do it, I want to regret and change. How is this different from a wayward child!"

The conversation stopped.

Saber remained silent, and Berserker did not speak again.

The sound of the wind in my ears has stopped.

No.

The wind didn't stop, it just rested for a while.

call--

When the wind blows on the face again,

"—If you thought it was raining, you would understand me."

It has become a headwind.

"Saber, this is my last advice as a friend."

If he continues to be obsessed with his obsession, he will come and smash that hope with his own hands.

After saying these words, Yushi turned around and turned into a spirit son and disappeared into the air, leaving behind Arturia who was silent and the two people who were listening.

I can't speak at all. . .

This is the thought of Tohsaka Rin and Emiya Shiro. As "ordinary people", it is difficult for them to understand such a heavy topic.

"Hey, Saber, you didn't..."

"Sorry, Master, please let me be alone for a while now." After saying that, Arturia also left the living room and disappeared from sight.

The remaining two looked at each other.

The Holy Grail War, the end of the first night.

Chapter 90 A Teenager Can’t Dream of His Fiancée’s Classmate

There are different paths in human life.Anything can happen in one of these forms, according to different scores and logic.

These parallel logics are harmonious in their own way, beautiful in themselves, different from others.

But blind date with that slut or something. . .What happened in his life to go so far? !Rao Shiyu never expected to come to this point.

He could barely remember what his mother said after yesterday, but it was probably all her opinion of Xia Chuan Zhenliang.

Unlike himself, Xia Chuan Zhen Liang often appeared in social situations with his father, and was even said to be the jewel of Xia Chuan's family at one time. . .

Sure enough, people can't judge by their appearance.

Seemingly perfect, high-cold, and shining like gems, but he is a bad guy who will hold the handle of male students in private and use it to threaten himself. . .

Although it was later manipulated by him in turn.

But what makes Yu Shi a little curious is that Xia Chuan Zhenliang has always been a "love opponent" from the past to the present.

Thinking that the act of "paying someone a tribute once it's Christmas and Valentine's Day and then laughing like an idiot" is pretty boring.How could she agree to a blind date when she upholds the idea that "Love Cult is the biggest cult in the world"?

Or be forced to helpless. . .Well, it's better not to speculate about other people's affairs.

As for the relationship between myself and that guy, it's just an ordinary friend who can talk to each other after meeting in the corridor, even though nine out of ten of her sentences are inseparable from JOJO memes, and she often drives secretly.

Don't worry too much about etiquette with that person.He often couldn't help but grab the opponent's seemingly small but thoughtful mind because of some outrageous behavior of the opponent.

It can be regarded as an acquaintance, but now it becomes a blind date. . .What type of light novel is this unfolding?

Yu Shi sighed, and then adjusted his collar in front of the mirror. He was wearing the dark blue formal suit that sister Xue Nai helped to choose.

Regarding the matter of how many pieces of clothing he has in his closet, anyway, he will receive different styles of clothing from sister Xue Nai during the holidays.

Probably some of Yukino's interests.

"Aiming~"

A meow sounded at the foot of the rain when it felt like touching something soft. Looking down, the black and white kitten was pulling up its trousers with its small paws.

"Ah, it's Xiaochun."

When those round eyes looked up at the rain, they felt dazed.

When it rained, I couldn't help showing a healed smile, leaned over and hugged it, I haven't seen her for a few months, Xiaochun has grown up a lot, and her body is soft and shiny. Since she was brought home by sister Xue Nai last time, she seems to be taking good care of her now. not bad.

The kitty also seemed to recognize the rain, and obediently let him smooth its fur. After a while, its eyes flickered, and it jumped down from the crook of its hand. It trotted to the foot of another person, and rubbed that person's ankle coquettishly.