My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

In that case, let me tear this carefully choreographed stage play into pieces!

Looking at the open space in Liudong Temple, the blond and blue-eyed knight king was already standing with a sword.

Come on, King of Heroes, your opponent is me.

In addition to this, there was another man who sneaked into the depths of Enzo Mountain during the day. After spending several hours to lift the barrier, he finally broke into the interior of Ryudou Temple.

Wearing a black coat, Emiya Kiritsugu walked in the temple like a cheetah, quietly looking for traces of his wife and assistant.

Finally, after turning a corner, he finally heard the voice of his wife who was longing for him.

Is it okay now, Sakuyue?

Wait a minute, this is my first time doing this kind of thing, let me prepare again.

It's okay, Xiao Shuoyue, time is running out, please play with me as much as you like...but please be gentle, I'm afraid of pain.

Listening to the conversation between Irisviel and Sakutsu, Emiya Kiritsugu showed a subtle expression.

Although his reason told him that his beloved wife would not betray him, his sensibility as a man still made him unable to help but think wrongly.

Especially after hearing Kuu Maiya's words, Emiya Kiritsugu's cold face could no longer remain tense.

It's okay, madam. I believe Kiritsugu won't mind this matter.

Don't you mind?

If that's really the case, even I wouldn't mind it!

boom!

The door was violently kicked open, and Emiya Kiritsugu barged in with a cold face. Three eyes fell on him, surprise, calmness, and teasing. The three emotions were undisguised, but there was no surprise or surprise. Emotions like guilt.

Kiritsugu, you're here! In the magic circle, Irisviel, who had a somewhat unreal figure, waved excitedly, and next to her, a beauty with white hair and red eyes, a master of Einzbern's alchemy. Lying quietly on the ground, there is already a cup-shaped bulge in the abdomen that hides the small Holy Grail.

That was also Irisviel, the little Holy Grail carrier who was supposed to sacrifice for the sake of righteousness in this Holy Grail War.

So now... there are two Ellie?

Which one is my wife?

Before Emiya Kiritsugu could react, an evil wind suddenly blew up behind him.

Eula!

A simple but rough side kick hit Emiya Kiritsugu's butt hard. The man in the black coat didn't even say a word before he fell into the diamond-shaped space and disappeared.

Under the stunned gazes of the two women, Shuo Yue slowly retracted her legs and felt refreshed: As long as you are not next to the Great Holy Grail, you will lower your vigilance, not to mention the charm brought by the double wife, so that you can successfully capture Wei. Miyagiri Tsugumi was thrown into the Great Holy Grail... Hey, as expected of me.

Shuoyue! Irisviel finally realized what happened and couldn't help but scolded, Isn't it too bad for you to do this?

There is no way. Who can keep Kiritsugu from crying even after seeing the coffin? This simple and crude method suits him best. Whether he can be saved after this depends on the two of you. Shuo Yue clapped his hands and said with evil intentions. , You don't want Kiritsugu to shed tears when he comes back, too~ too~

I...I know! Irisviel closed her eyes and closed her eyes, Continue to transfer my soul, be gentle!

Yes, yes, I will serve you comfortably. Shuo Yue said, and then continued to devote himself to the work on the soul.

To escape the fate of the Little Holy Grail, Irisviel can only rely on the legendary third method.

And coincidentally, Shuo Yue's third method has improved in recent days.

Aozaki Yuko's doll body that imitates the Einzbern family's technology has been made, and all Sakuzuki has to do is transfer the soul. Once successful, it will mean the two artificial beings Illya and Irisviel. Able to gain new life.

Take it, this is my final compensation. Shuo Yue whispered to herself.

Talking back to Emiya Kiritsugu, after he was kicked into the Great Holy Grail by Sakuzuki, the black mud stained with the evil of this world came to him like a baby.

As his consciousness blurred and his vision changed, he saw a dream.

I knew you would come. I believe you can get here. A familiar voice sounded.

Eri... Emiya Kiritsugu murmured.

Yes, standing in front of him was the third Irisviel wearing a black dress.

His beloved wife was beside him, cuddling up to him with a gentle and loving smile, standing with Kiritsugu.

You finally came to see me, Kiritsugu, she said.

This face made Kiritsugu both nostalgic and fond of him, but he felt a little strange.

Is it because of the black clothes she has never seen before? This was also a reason, but Kiritsugu always felt as if he had overlooked more important things.

His eyes finally adapted to the dark vision, Emiya Kiritsugu blinked and subconsciously looked down at his feet——

Ah... He couldn't help but sigh.

What he trampled under his feet was a mountain of corpses piled up by countless corpses.

Chapter 183 Black Aili and Serious Flash

He keeps killing people. 69丂

With guns, with knives, with poison, with bombs.

Assassination, cutting, fire, water sinking, crushing.

He has never doubted the meaning of this behavior, carefully considers the value of killing, and kills in order to save the side of the scale that is tilted and clear the other side. Keep repeating killing people again and again.

Yes, that's correct. Accept sacrifice to save the many. If the protected happiness outweighs the increased misfortune, doesn’t it mean that the world is one step closer to redemption?

Even if there are rivers of blood and mountains of corpses at your feet.

If some lives are saved because of sacrifice, then those lives that are saved should be the most precious.

That's right, Kiritsugu. you are right.

The woman next to him said this, and Emiya Kiritsugu knew in his heart that this was not the real Irisviel, but he did not expose it immediately.

where is this place?

This is the place where your wishes come true. The... interior of the Holy Grail you have been seeking.

'Irisviel' replied with a happy smile, while Kiritsugu was speechless and looked around.

The black mud was like a pulsating ocean.

There are hills piled up with rotting corpses everywhere, slowly sinking into the sea of ​​black mud.

The sky was red, as red as blood. In the black mud rain, the dark sun supported the sky.

The wind that blew in the air was a sound of curses and groans.

If you want to use words to describe it, isn't this place hell?

You said this...is the Holy Grail?

Yes. But you don't have to be afraid, because this is like an illusory dream that has no entity yet, still waiting for the moment of birth.

The woman pointed her finger at the sky, signaling to Kiritsugu. The dark thing that Kiritsugu mistakenly thought was the sun at the center of the world spinning in the sky was actually a hole in the sky. The hole was filled with endless deep darkness, and its huge mass seemed to suppress everything. broken.

That is the Holy Grail. Although it has not yet been formed, once the container is full, all you have to do is say the wish. No matter what kind of wish it receives, it will choose the appropriate form that can fulfill the wish. In this way Only after it acquires a physical entity can it go outside.

Come on, please hurry up and give it a body. Although you haven't waited for that person, you are still qualified to give it an idea, Kiritsugu. Tell the Holy Grail your wish.

Kiritsugu said nothing, looking at the terrifying hole.

He suddenly wanted to cry, but his tear glands had long since dried up, and there was only an empty wind blowing in his heart.

Really, this is...the Holy Grail.

The last glimmer of hope was extinguished. After giving up his obsession with using the Holy Grail, Emiya Kiritsugu found that his previous self-deception was so ridiculous.

The desire to 'save the world' is poured into the so-called Holy Grail. This kind of thing itself reveals an unspeakable irony——

He suddenly recalled the Hyatt Regency Hotel, the names written on the list, imprinted deep in his heart.

He suddenly recalled the argument he had with Shuo Yue in the abandoned factory. The man who vowed to end the vicious cycle that cannot be ended, only the Holy Grail can do this was so ridiculous.

Ah, that young man.

Only then did Emiya Kiritsugu finally realize that the initiator of any act that hit the weak spot in his heart was that young man.

That's it - Kiritsugu suddenly wanted to laugh out loud, with a laugh that could tear his throat and burst his lungs, to punish himself for the mistakes he had committed so far.

It turned out that he was so hostile to that young man because he touched the weakest spot in his heart.

It turned out that the young man was not indecisive. He only gave in many times in order to save him.

It turned out that the young man had been reminding him, reminding him of the little happiness he almost lost.

After completely cutting off his thoughts, Emiya Kiritsugu finally felt guilty and had a strong desire to be a human being without the image of the judge of 'Scala'.

I want to go back and apologize to that young man.

I want to go back and hug my beloved wife,

I want to go back and promise to protect them——

To do this, he can abandon his lofty and unattainable ideals.

Ahhh...

Just like he sealed the independent Utopia inside Irisviel——

He has already dedicated his ideals to the people he loves.

Under the woman's expectant gaze, the man next to her showed a relieved and ominous smile for the first time:

“My dream was to save the world – but that was in the past.”

He raised the pistol and pointed it at the woman's forehead.

From now on, the man named 'Emiya Kiritsugu' will only live for the people he loves. No matter whether it is atonement or punishment that greets me in the future, I will gladly accept it.

Wait... The woman in Irisviel's shell seemed to want to say something else, but Emiya Kiritsugu had already pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!

boom!

Sparks burst out, and the golden king retreated before the powerful combo.

Drink ahhhhhh--!

The momentum is like a cracked silk, and the shadow of the sword is like a shooting star.