Chapter 183 Black Aili and Serious Flash

He keeps killing people.

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 happiness being protected outweighs the misfortune, wouldn’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.

"——Yes, 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 rotating 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's the Holy Grail. Although it's not yet formed, once the container is full, all you have to do is say your wish. No matter what kind of wish it receives, it will choose the appropriate form that can fulfill it. In this way Only after acquiring the 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 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 'Scale'.

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 (Avalon) 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.

After catching up to the enemy, Saber waved a sword dance like falling leaves and fierce wind, and fiercely pursued the retreating Archer.

The golden holy sword and the sword of rebellion with red divine patterns collided, rubbing against each other, creating a strong wind of sacred interweaving, leaving deep marks on the open space of Ryudo Temple.

Facing Archer's ferocious smile, Saber took a step to the left, swung the holy sword diagonally with a better posture, and slashed towards the golden armor of the King of Heroes in a stunning arc.

Archer's crude martial arts alone were no match for her——

Saber raised her head suddenly with a warning in her intuition, and saw countless unfamiliar weapons!

It was easy for her to deflect these weapons, but she could not confront them head-on.

Archer's weapon had unknown abilities, and rushing forward without knowing it was a suicidal act.

She subconsciously turned the sword body, knocked down three treasures, and then released her magic power, retreated quickly, and countless treasures followed her steps, piercing the road she had walked a few milliseconds ago.

When she had to retreat a few dozen meters away, Saber finally realized that something was wrong.

Behind the golden king, golden ripples revealed the weapon——

Yes, although Gilgamesh was not as good as her in martial arts, as a hero king, he was famous not for his personal bravery!

The overwhelming rain of treasures poured down, and the Knight King was like a lone boat in the storm, struggling to support himself and looking for an opportunity to escape.

But——there was no chance!

Saber was shocked and couldn't help looking at the opponent in front of him again. At this time, Gilgamesh's face no longer had a frivolous smile, but only slightly narrowed eyes, and the light of calculation shining in those eyes.

No matter how absurd his actions were, how bad his character was, he was still a king, the wedge of heaven who had led Uruk and bid farewell to the gods.

When he finally abandoned his arrogance and took the battle seriously——such a hero king would make all enemies tremble.

"Is it because of the British Red Dragon gene in her blood that such a graceful body can burst out such strange power?" Whispering like this, Gilgamesh raised his hand slightly, and the weapons that appeared in the treasure house behind him were brand new, giving Saber a strong sense of crisis.

"Then I will use the dragon-slaying weapons to ravage you."

The next moment, the treasures shot out again, and a certain concept in those weapons made Saber's hair stand on end, and she quickly raised the holy sword to block.

When Saber was struggling to deal with the dragon-attack weapons, Gilgamesh did not appreciate her struggling posture, but after a sigh of regret, he slowly raised the rotating sword of origin in his hand.

"It's a pity, but my real opponent is not you, Saber."

Declaring this, Gilgamesh's sword of rebellion slowly accelerated its rotation speed, one turn faster than the other, one circle faster than the other...

Under Saber's constricted eyes, the hurricane between heaven and earth made a loud rumbling sound, and a huge amount of magic power burst out from Archer's hilt.

"Awake, 'Ea' (Enuma Elish). The stage suitable for your performance is ready!"