“This is not my wish.” His hands were stained red with blood. Nine years ago, he stepped into Einzbern after hearing that the Holy Grail is a ‘wishing machine’ that can make all wishes.
“This is your truth, the answer from Emiya Kiritsugu’s heart, that is, the wish that the Holy Grail must fulfill as a wish machine.” The face that was the same as Irisviel was filled with malicious ridicule.
“What I hope… what I hope is that there is another way, it’s a ‘miracle’.” The body was eroded by the black mud, revealing incomparable pain, but it was not comparable to his distress.
Wish, shattered.
“How can you include a method that you can’t even recognize in your wish?”
“Make a wish, Kiritsugu.” She urged playfully, she longed to be born in this world.
Emiya Kiritsugu’s eyes were empty, and he had foreseen the form in which the Holy Grail would fulfill his wish.
Everything on the planet was destroyed, and the black mud swirled.
All human beings are slaughtered, and the world will naturally be at peace. There will be no disputes, no entanglements, and no wars.
In his daughter’s small room, there is only a family of three, how happy.
The black mud outside the window fell like snowflakes.
The sad wish soaked in blood almost drove him crazy.
“The Holy Grail is something that shouldn’t exist…”
Kiritsugu stroked the little head of his beloved daughter.
“Dad likes Illya the most, that’s all, I swear…” Hot tears welled up in his eyes, he raised his right hand, and the ancient gun in the dress appeared.
“—Goodbye, Illya.”
boom–
Silver-white hair with hot blood stuck to his face.The Holy Grail consciousness that charged like a demon and was full of hatred was only at this moment, did it truly look like Irisviel.
“what are you going to do!?”
There is no doubt about the existence of the consciousness of Irisviel who exists in the body, the despair and pain of the murder of her daughter, and the fact that the murderer was her husband, let it-she, full of anger, rushed towards Emiya Kiritsugu. Come.
“I want to – save – the world.” The man named Emiya Kiritsugu was now only an empty shell, so empty that he even lost his sorrow.All that remains is the belief that always runs through.
But he who gave up everything and the miracles achieved by the Seven-Day War has nothing left.
Broke the neck of a collapsing woman.
“Emiya Kiritsugu…I curse you…”
The sludge seeped from between her fingernails deep in Kiritsugu’s texture, into his flesh, down the blood vessels to his heart, and into his soul.
“Well, whatever.”
“But—I’ll carry you.”
–
Disappearing like an illusion, Emiya Kiritsugu looked up at the ceiling of the large props warehouse, black mud was seeping out.
The ceremony of the advent of the Holy Grail continues.
Time is running out, it has to be stopped.
Wade through the dirty black mud, he confirmed to his partner.
“Archer, can you… destroy the Holy Grail.”
Tokisaki Kurumi, a perfect and like-minded partner who came into the world as Archer.And now in front of them, only the last enemy remains.
Saber – the oldest king – Gilgamesh.
“Ahhhh, you really said something amazing.” A charming voice came from behind him, and a girl in a black and red Gothic dress appeared silently behind him. “What, what did you find?”
She was too familiar with this man’s expression now, just like her self-proclaimed righteous partner who found out that the monster she killed with her own hands was her best friend.
“Ah…that thing, it may not be able to fulfill our sad wish.”
“Ah, miracles are inherently illusory.” Kuang San had no hope for this kind of thing.
“Sah.” The girl’s fragrant breath seemed to stick tightly to his earlobe. “As you wish.”
She slowly sank into the shadows.
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In the empty music auditorium, in the center of the stage, the dazzling golden Holy Grail was suspended in the flames.
This is the Holy Grail that I have longed for.
Tokisaki Kurumi confirmed.
“Your stubborn attitude is really pleasing.” The golden Servant stopped her on the only path, and the bright red pupils that were not like ordinary people were full of arrogance. “Think about it, let’s be my wife.”
“Ah?” The slender index finger tapped on the seductive lips. “It seems like a good suggestion.”
The beautiful eyes narrowed, but it seemed to be teasing.
“The pretentious appearance will only make this king annoyed.” The three ruby-like columns were tightly connected, and the blade was twisted into a spiral shape.The strange form of the weapon can barely be called a sword, pointing at Kurumi, the majestic magic power is immeasurable.
It is the divine sword that opened up the heavens and the earth. It is the mythical weapon in ancient Mesopotamian mythology that splits the chaotic heaven and earth and gives them the correct form.
You finish reading I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 4
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