Chapter 51 Unusable Scabbard

In the morning, in a room in the Einzbern Castle.

"Woo——"

The silver-haired girl placed her trembling hands on her chest, gathered all her strength into her fingertips, and exerted all the magic power in her body.

The next moment, her empty palm suddenly burst into golden light, warmly illuminating the spacious room.

"...!"

As Emiya Kiritsugu watched with bated breath, the light gradually changed shape and formed an outline.

Finally, it took on a gleaming metallic texture and was held in Irisviel’s hand.

It was a gorgeous scabbard engraved with fairy words.

After peeling the scabbard of Avalon from her body, Ellisviel's face turned pale in an instant, and she looked very weak and powerless.

But Emiya Kiritsugu didn't care about Irisviel's condition. Instead, he looked intently at the golden scabbard in her hand.

"The legendary Noble Phantasm [Distant Utopia] that can heal all injuries, surely it can heal Saber's injuries?"

Taking the scabbard from the silver-haired girl, Kiritsugu spoke in a low voice while trying to maintain a calm tone.

For some unknown reason, ever since the severe blow she received last night, the wound on Saber's abdomen had shown no signs of healing, and had even become more severe, as if a strange curse had entangled the wound.

Even if healing magic is used, it will only be a drop in the bucket.

If she doesn't recover, Saber might not be able to hold on for much longer.

Knowing this, Emiya Kiritsugu decided to retrieve King Arthur's third Noble Phantasm from Irisviel—the scabbard of Avalon that could heal all wounds.

Since his existence had been exposed in last night's battle, the previous plan had become useless.

Therefore, there is no need for Irisviel to continue to serve as Saber's Master, and there is no need for the scabbard to remain on her.

The most urgent task now is to heal the old sword which is in a seriously injured state.

After obtaining the scabbard, Emiya Kiritsugu left the bedroom where Irisviel was resting with a calm look in his eyes.

Hisau Maiya was waiting silently in the corridor. When she saw Kiritsugu walking out of the room, she followed him silently.

"Maiya, prepare yourself today. Tomorrow we will deal with Berserker and Lancer's Masters."

Emiya Kiritsugu walked ahead without looking back, and only his cold voice could be heard.

"I understand." Hisau Maiya responded without any emotion, as if she were a robot that only knew how to accept orders.

"Very good... Please also keep an eye on the movements of that man's daughter. If you have the chance, please 'invite' her to our place."

"Yes."

As the words fell, only the sound of light footsteps remained in the spacious corridor.

After a while, Emiya Kiritsugu and the other man arrived at the door of a room, and a faint smell of blood was faintly wafting through the air around them.

He pushed the door open without hesitation, and what came into view was the old sword lying on the bed, seriously injured and dying.

At this time, King Arthur no longer had his previous heroic appearance. His face was extremely pale, his breathing was weak, and there was a shocking dark red wound on his waist and abdomen.

"...Master..." As if hearing the noise at the door, the old sword struggled to sit up, but was quickly stopped by Emiya Kiritsugu who walked to the bedside.

"Saber, I have retrieved your lost scabbard. Now use it to heal your wounds." Kiritsugu Emiya said as he handed Avalon to the old sword.

"...My...scabbard?" Hearing his words, Old Sword subconsciously widened his eyes. He turned his head with difficulty so that his eyes could fall on the gorgeous golden scabbard.

"No—this is not my scabbard. My scabbard has never been lost."

After looking at Avalon in Kiritsugu's hand for a while, the old sword shook its head slightly and denied it in a weak tone.

"……What did you say?"

Faced with this unexpected answer, Emiya Kiritsugu could not help but be stunned, and an unpleasant look appeared on his originally calm face.

The holy relic that can summon King Arthur is definitely authentic, so why does Saber, who is King Arthur, say that the scabbard is not his?
Is it possible that there was a second and different King Arthur in history?

After a moment, Kiritsugu, still puzzled, asked somewhat unwillingly, "Is this really not your scabbard?"

"Um……"

The old sword responded softly, and then, as if to prove it to him, it stretched out its trembling hand and took the golden scabbard.

However, the miracle did not happen. The moment his fingers touched Avalon, a soft light appeared on the scabbard, emitting a warm breath.

But the next moment, as if it realized that the person touching it was not its real owner, the light disappeared in an instant and vanished into the air.

"How can it be……"

Looking at the incredible scene before him, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help but whisper, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

If the scabbard doesn't work, he actually has another way, which is to use the omnipotent Command Spell.

As a crystal of highly concentrated magic power, it can even perform tasks close to the realm of magic, such as space transfer.

Not to mention the requirement of recovering from injuries, as long as one is willing to use the Command Spell, it can definitely be achieved easily.

Then, should he use the Command Spell to heal Saber?
Looking down at the two bright red stigmata on the back of his hand, Kiritsugu Emiya had the answer in his heart.

He raised his right hand and gave the order without any reluctance.

"Use the Command Spell to heal all of Saber's injuries."

After he finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly appeared on Jiu Jian's body, and the wound on his abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, as the light disappeared, the Knight King who had been severely injured before completely recovered.

Feeling her body revitalized, Saber suddenly stood up from the bed and bowed to Kiritsugu gratefully, "Thank you for your help, Master."

"Nothing. The purpose of everything I do is just to get you to help me win the final victory."

Faced with the old sword's sincere gratitude, Emiya Kiritsugu shook his head indifferently, and then said meaningfully.

"Yes, I swear in the name of the Knight that I, Arthur Pendragon, will definitely win the Holy Grail War for you." Looking at her savior, Saber swore with a serious face.

This is not only to repay the Master's kindness, but also to realize his ideal of restoring his country. In the next battle, he decided to fight to the death.

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