Chapter 102 Lancer Diarmuid, Exit
Chapter 102 Lancer Diarmuid, Exit
The light keeps gathering.
The soft and prayer-like light gathers together one after another, as if illuminating this peerless holy sword, and embellishing the most shining brilliance is their supreme mission.
The fierce and quiet light makes everyone speechless.
This shining holy sword is the sad and lofty dream that all the warriors who died on the battlefield in the past, present and future have in their hearts at the last moment-the crystallization of the prayer called "glory".
"Ex-calibur (Sword of Promised Victory)!"
The light is running.
The light is roaring.
The red dragon gene is released, allowing the magic power to accelerate and turn into flashes, and the spiral light stream that shoots out illuminates the deep night.
Facing this brilliant aurora head-on, Lancer said nothing, concentrating on the white and dazzling moment of destruction.
Ah...
That's right-this is the light he expected.
He is also a knight, running on the battlefield in pursuit of this light.
The regrets of the past are deep enough, but when Diarmuid bathes in this light, new memories flow in his mind.
He came to the world and swore eternal loyalty.
Warehouse Street, fought with the beautiful Knight King and won a small victory.
Hyatt Hotel, shared the food of the world with Caster.
Einzbern Forest, joined hands with Saber and fought Berserker.
Abandoned factory, with the help of the master, had a hearty battle with the new moon.
And at the end, unfortunately lost to the first and last enemy, but still had a grand farewell...
Finally, Diarmuid seemed to understand, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
He was very satisfied to have such precious memories in his second life.
"I, no regrets..."
After muttering to himself, the warrior of Fiona closed his eyes and calmly welcomed the final destination.
Lancer Diarmuid, exit.
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[Hidden Condition 3*: ‘Giving Diarmuid the Ending of Chivalry’ has been completed. ]
[Reward: “Full projection authority for the Red Rose of Demon Destroying (Gae Dearg) and the Yellow Rose of Destruction (Gae Buidhe)”! ]
Scanning the prompt on the retina, Shuoyue turned his gaze back to the gradually dissipating light, squinting his eyes as if his eyes were burned.
He was intoxicated by the dazzling light of ideals.
If it were the followers of the Knight King, or the common people, they would definitely fall under this beam of light.
But the fools who walked on their own paths would only stop to appreciate and sigh deeply from the bottom of their hearts.
Unfortunately, although Shuoyue belonged to the former a few years ago, the people standing here now can be excited and admire, but they will not pursue the sad wish behind this light.
After all, he is not Shirou Emiya.
“At least in this regard, we have a consensus.” A voice came from behind.
After recovering from the weakness caused by the consumption of a large amount of magic power, Kiritsugu took a rare step forward and walked to the magic light curtain, carefully observing the thin but determined back of his Servant.
The remaining light of the holy sword illuminated the man's eyes, which were filled with dead silence, and under the dead silence, there was a burning lonely fire.
Who was the target of his anger in his eyes? Of course, it was self-evident.
"See? That is the glory that shines on the troubled times." There was no expectation in the whisper, but deep despair was hidden in it.
"But King Arthur's final ending was betrayal, failure, and a dagger stabbed into her back by her son Mordred... The chivalry she sang and the justice she upheld did not save her country and her people, but instead pushed her into an irretrievable situation."
"The battlefield is hell! Even the so-called chivalry and justice cannot avoid struggle, and as long as humans do not repent and regard struggle as the most evil taboo, the scene of hell will be repeated again and again in the world!"
For the first time, Kiritsugu Emiya showed such a sneer on his face - this monologue was the resentment of a man who was completely crushed by endless grief and lamentation.
"Even if humans shed rivers of blood and pile up corpses, they will not be able to discover this fact. Because no matter which era, the brave and invincible heroes will only use glamorous legends to deceive the eyes of the world, and will not admit that this is the evil that causes the blood to flow. The nature of human beings has not improved at all since the Stone Age!"
Since the day when the war was ignited in Fuyuki, Kiritsugu has been looking at the glorious and handsome heroic spirits in front of him who are proud of their heroic deeds with uncontrollable anger.
Kiritsugu has an inexplicable anger towards those who leave a heroic name and those who admire a heroic name... He feels deeply disgusted that people's prayers gave birth to the concept of "heroic spirits".
In the magic screen, Saber has disappeared. I guess she has followed the induction between the master and the servant and found her.
However, Emiya Kiritsugu did not want to see Saber, so he turned around and walked out without hesitation.
"Kiritsugu." Sakutsuki did not turn his head, because Emiya Kiritsugu would not stop.
"There should be a limit to killing a few and saving the many. The importance of life cannot be measured with a ruler like yours. If you keep adding chips to the scale, you will lose everything, 'Partner of Justice'."
The man in black suddenly turned his head, and his eyes full of pain and hatred almost turned into blades, but in the end Kiritsugu withdrew his gaze and never looked back.
"Ending the vicious cycle that cannot be ended, only the Holy Grail can do it."
He said as if talking to himself, and started walking again.
"I will change the world with miracles and complete the reform of the human heart. I will let the blood left in Fuyuki become the last drop of blood shed by mankind. For this, even if I have to bear all the sins in the world, I will not hesitate. ”
The man's figure melted into the darkness again and disappeared.
This time, Shuo Yue did not stop him.
The golden-eyed young man closed his eyes and hummed a tune softly.
"Even if it's bruised all over (hurtつくのが)"
"Even in the face of an unbearable fate (Fate (さだめ)だとしても)"
"This soul will still bloom with bright brilliance (心はまだ色を putつ)"
"..."
You are right, Kiritsugu, the battlefield is hell, and chivalry cannot bring salvation.
But this is just consequentialism.
Abandoning the past, ignoring the future, just judging the present, working as a switchman in the infinite trolley problem, killing the few and saving the many... But I never thought that someone could stop the murderous trolley leading to death, even if That person is not you.
You are just struck down by the dark and cruel reality and give up your fantasy.
However, the ideals left by the heroic spirits of the past generations and the will inherited - this is the future that belongs to us humans.
We are walking under thousands of stars, Kiritsugu...eventually we will become a star, lighting the way for future generations.
The Holy Grail cannot redeem mankind, just as if gods did not exist in this world in the first place.
If you want to truly illuminate the darkness in people's hearts, all you need is more and more stars.
I always believe that one day, the stars in the sky will bring bright daylight.
Even though it’s not me who shines the light in the sky.
In Shuo Yue's mind, the white-gold light became brighter and brighter, and her soul became clearer like glass because of her established belief.
That is the glory of the third dharma.
At this moment, the crisp clashing sound of armor sounded together with the girl's voice.
"Great singing." Arturia nodded slightly, showing a tired smile.
Even she felt uncomfortable having seen off Diarmuid, who was both his enemy and his friend, in person.
Shuo Yue, on the other hand, opened her mouth in embarrassment, and her previous emotions were immediately thrown out of the sky.
Hey, I forgot that Saber is here!
Suppressing the shame rolling on the floor, the white-haired young man covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "Well... I think we need to talk, Saber."
Seeing the rare blush of the young man in front of her, Saber's lips curled up slightly, feeling much better.
"sure."