Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Buzz~! !

Intense longing and the crimson Command Seals shone brightly, transforming into surging magical power that ultimately enveloped Fujino's consciousness and entered the Holy Lance directly.

During the Singularity in Chapter Six, the Lion King, personified by the goddess Rungomminiad, attempted to preserve the human race in his own way by sending those who had passed the Holy Judgment and whose souls were pure into the Holy Lance.

What that holy lance could do, the pure and absolute concept of the 'strongest holy lance' could naturally be easily replicated.

Having abandoned her physical body, consciousness, and soul—and traveling rapidly through the gun as a spiritual entity, finally following that faint connection between master and servant, Asagami Fujino successfully entered the white dragon's body.

The next moment, that enormous entity—which originally consisted of the domineering will power remaining from the night and the power of Goetia (which had previously been attached to the rune that could break all laws)—suddenly welcomed a third entity, an incredibly weak and insignificant individual.

The entry of the outsider's spirit stimulated the spiritual world of this body, bringing it from a latent state to a more active one, and thus awakening the two remaining forces within it.

It retains the personality traits of the original owners of those two powers.

The next moment, two figures appeared in this consciousness space, one with the same appearance as Night and the other with the same appearance as Goetia.

It was at the very moment these two wills were ignited.

Both Goetia and Night, as the entities themselves, sensed this and cast their gazes from afar.

Gai was slightly surprised, but he quickly realized that this was a good opportunity to seize the white dragon's body.

If one could utilize the remaining activated power to resonate with one's own strength and take control of this body in place of that comrade, then—similarly, that comrade should also be able to reclaim this 'armor' in the same way.

Stop him...

Now is the time to make use of the power of these heroic spirits.

……

dark--!

As she passed through the Holy Lance Corridor, which resembled a shrine of light, and saw a pitch-black spiral gate, she felt a sense of dread, as if she were about to be devoured—but realizing that it was probably the gateway to the White Dragon's body, Fujino gritted her teeth and charged in without hesitation.

Her consciousness instantly slipped into a coma. When she regained consciousness and opened her eyes, Asagami Fujino found herself sitting with her toes pointed inward in a silver-blue space.

It's like standing in a digital grid world. The suffocating darkness that was like being at the bottom of the deep sea just a moment ago has all rushed away like a tide, and you can no longer feel the suffocation or danger.

If she hadn't known that she was merely a consciousness, she would have thought that she had entered this world directly as a physical body.

'Is this... Mr. Haku's consciousness space?' Fujino suppressed her excitement, a hint of determination flashing across her expressionless face as she got up.

Having only recently regained her sense of pain, she is still unable to make particularly expressive emotional expressions, but she is no longer truly emotionless.

She knew very well what her purpose was in coming here—and it was something she absolutely, absolutely, absolutely had to accomplish!

As the pain in her knees and elbows gradually subsided, and her consciousness seemed to be fine, she quickly stood up.

She looked around, feeling as if she were standing in the void. The grid-like crystal beneath her feet offered only one path for stealth, which made her abandon the idea of ​​searching randomly and pointed her in the right direction.

In short—it seems like the only option now is to keep moving forward.

Looking back—but she couldn't see the portal of the Holy Lance's light, only an endless black void. Fujino suddenly panicked—the way back—was gone?

No, it hasn't disappeared; it's just become extremely small and seems to be getting smaller.

Chapter 88 He extended the invitation twice, for the sake of a human soulmate, but was refused both times.

If we retreat now, there's still a chance!

Achilles, who was outside, clearly realized something and transmitted his voice through the Holy Lance.

"Something's not right—! There's something wrong with this body. Let's get out... and just abandon the exploration!"

Asagami Fujino:......! ! !

Is there something wrong with my body?

Although they are young and emotionally detached, it doesn't mean that Fujino is not smart. On the contrary, when Mr. Haku went into a deep sleep, they all realized that something was wrong.

Is Mr. Haku's consciousness unable to control his body due to some influence?

This conjecture is quite plausible!

So—now someone needs to help from the outside, and Achilles said that only she could do this.

Should we give up? The endless void behind us was like an abyss, threatening to swallow us whole, leaving no trace. The last remaining glimmer of light was about to disappear.

If we don't leave now, it will be too late.

Instinctively, Fujino turned around to jump over, but suddenly she thought of something—

This was the only solution they had discussed for a long time, and Mr. Achilles had previously stated that there was a time limit to maintaining the Holy Lance Channel, and it seemed that he could not open such a channel many times with his power.

If we give up this time, the passage might disappear even faster next time, and we might not be able to get in at all.

In other words, they had no choice but to give up on saving Mr. White Dragon here and instead go to find Mr. White Dragon's true form in the real world.

but--

Through this period of intensive learning, Fujino has learned what the Holy Grail War is, what Heroic Spirits and Servants are!

When a Heroic Spirit returns to the Hall of Heroes as a Servant, the next time it is summoned, the other party may not still share this shared memory.

The important 'friend' who met and saved me is right here.

The White Dragon, who shares similar memories with me and saved me, is right here.

Even if this is just an avatar, not the original body on the Throne of Heroes, Fujino doesn't want Mr. Haku to disappear, and she doesn't want Mr. Haku to lose his memories of her.

Brunhilde told her to give up immediately if she felt danger, and although she nodded, only Fujino knew what she really thought.

After thinking for a moment, Asagami Fujino lowered her hand that was reaching for the only exit, and witnessed the light disappear completely. Then she resolutely turned her head to look at the road ahead.

'I—I was slow to react. There's no turning back now, I'm sorry—Mr. Achilles. The only way out is to save Mr. White Dragon.'

Then, Fujino started walking resolutely, and soon she began to jog.

We must—seize every second!

They've been off for so long, not a moment has been wasted, and every minute that goes by reduces the chances of rescue.

As she ran, her heart began to race. Following her heart, Asagami Fujino sensed something indispensable to her, something ahead of her—calling her.

However—at the end of this road, when we reached the next platform, a fork in the road suddenly appeared.

Just as Fujino was stunned and hesitant about which way to go, a faint attraction came from her. It wasn't a master-servant connection, but rather like an intuition. Fujino looked to the right.

But at that moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from the passage on the left.

A voice that was utterly indifferent, yet seemingly imbued with a touch of benevolent compassion and holiness.

A man's voice asked, "Is it really okay? You came here alone, abandoning the way back. You're risking your life to save someone, aren't you? There's no guarantee for tomorrow, and today could end at any moment, leading to an unsustainable future. Is it worth it?"

That familiar voice—

Fujino trembled—then she immediately ran anxiously to the left. Soon the road came to an end, and she saw a face that was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar.

That was the human form of 'Night', which Fujino had never seen before, but it perfectly matched all her fantasies about Mr. White Dragon.

So cool! But—there was also a strange sense of unreality about him, a subtle difference that made Fujino stop in her tracks.

Perhaps because her senses were shut down from a young age, Fujino's intuition and inspiration became extremely sharp after they were restored!

Especially for important people—there's an almost fateful feeling of joy and excitement when you're close to them, followed by endless peace of mind.

"Mr. Hakuryu...?"

At that moment, 'Night' on the other side glanced at Fujino, and Fujino felt as if her life, past, and even future had been seen through at a glance.

It was like having a 360-mile-long vision that could see into the future.

Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up with pity. In a tone that was not as gentle and kind as usual, he asked very calmly, "Is there a problem? Is this a hopeless tomorrow, Asagami Fujino? Your life is just like that little girl trapped in Chaldea, devoid of any gentleness. Even I am willing to show you the same pity."

"You are all victims shrouded in human malice... I can understand you, and you should be able to understand me. We've both experienced the emptiness of life firsthand, haven't we? The future is boring, humanity is boring, living means witnessing countless deaths, and no matter who you meet, you can't escape the pain of death in the end..."

Fujino: "...!"

"Give up. There is no target here that needs your saving, but do not be afraid—I can preserve your consciousness and take you to a world where there will never be death or pain again."

Fujino's petite body trembled. Although she remained expressionless, one could feel the intense tremor within her. Fujino spoke, "I—want to save you, Mr. Haku."

"Save me? I don't need to be saved... Physical death is the end of all life, and I'm tired of it—I've had enough of this pathetic world. You should also long for a planet without death, just like I have. I once made a similar promise to someone, but I was rejected."

"Even if it's just one, I hope to find a kindred spirit among humans. Can you understand me?"

He believed that Asagami Fujino, who had suffered such persecution and even lost the ability to perceive her own body at one point, living like a little girl in a living hell, should be able to understand...

He spoke calmly, his words indifferent yet sincere, extending an invitation.

However—as soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if the other party had completely confirmed something, and a situation he couldn't understand reappeared.

At this moment, Fujino stopped approaching, paused slightly—and even gave up the idea of ​​continuing the conversation, instead taking a few steps back before turning around and running away without looking back.

Fujino's face showed no fear, only determination—! She resolutely ran towards the other fork in the road she had seen earlier.

???:"Why?"

He didn't chase after her—the man calmly watched her departing figure. His voice, though still authoritative, now carried a complex and unfathomable quality that he himself was unaware of…

Did I get rejected again?

They live in this hellish world, yet time and time again... they have rejected 'me'.

Chapter 89 Oh no! The beast has led the army of heroic spirits in a counterattack against the Grand Masters!

'That's not Mr. Haku...—he's probably the real culprit who caused Mr. Haku to fall into a deep sleep.' Fujino didn't feel the familiar sense of security from that person.

As she ran, Fujino pondered, realizing that the person was not the 'White Dragon' she knew.

But—I still couldn't help but shout out, 'I want to save you, Mr. Haku!'

It was as if they were expressing their determination and reaffirming their courage, demonstrating a will that would never be swayed by such vague and ethereal words.

She didn't yearn for some illusory world where eternal salvation could be attained; she only knew that she wasn't in hell now, she had already been saved...

……

…………

Meanwhile, on the other side, at this moment—his fake identity had probably been seen through, which didn't surprise 'him' at all.

but--

He was rejected again, and this might not even be the last time he was rejected by a 'human'. At this moment, he had a vague premonition that the little girl in Chaldea would reject him again.

The man fell silent—!