The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

If my father were still alive, he would definitely choose to sacrifice his family without hesitation in order to gain hope.

After all, it's about exchanging one person's life for the lives of everyone in the world.

This is absolutely a wise exchange.

But for her, who was sacrificed...

"What if I deserve some credit?"

Shirou closed his eyes and organized his thoughts, then touched his bandaged hand: "To protect my family, I once interfered with a very important ritual, the ultimate goal of which was to save humanity."

ceremony?

Upon first hearing this adjective, Kiana immediately thought of the Holy Grail Ritual.

After all, I had heard about it before, and considering that it is about saving the world, it must indeed be related to this, right?

This raises a question.

So why was the ritual ended? Or rather, why was it ended by you, Shirou?

"Because I want to protect Miyu."

Without the slightest hesitation, Shirou stated his determination: "I cannot watch her be sacrificed, so I am determined to save her, even if it costs me my life."

"You...are really determined."

Kiana was stunned after hearing this.

She never imagined that Miyu was the solution to saving the world; this was a fact she never expected.

Is Shirou telling the truth?

If it's true, then Shirou is indeed a good older brother.

To the world... no, to humanity, he might be an unforgivable villain.

"I just want to save Miyu; she deserves a childhood filled with laughter. I hope to save her through this action, no matter the cost."

Shirou said with great certainty, "Miyu's parents willingly lived in anonymity for many years to protect her. They did nothing wrong, and I cannot continue this mistake. As for everyone in this world, I will try my best to save them."

Shirou's words silenced Kiana.

After a long silence, she slowly raised her head and looked at Shirou: "If that's the case, then you'll have to bear all the blame yourself. Have you ever considered that if the world disappears, you'll also become a corpse?"

Shirou was stunned after hearing Kiana's words.

He hadn't thought about this problem carefully.

"I haven't considered it."

Without hesitation, he replied, "If that day ever comes, I hope someone will bury me in a pit."

"Is that so? Sigh, I respect your insistence, but I can't agree with him."

Kiana spoke slowly.

Shirou was stunned.

Is that so?

"However, rescuing Miyu is also my goal. And after rescuing her, I will try to prevent any sacrifices from happening."

Upon hearing these words, Shirou's wariness gradually faded.

Um...

If that's the case, then—!

"Hahaha! To give up the whole world and oneself for a little girl, what a ridiculous joke!"

The sudden burst of laughter drew everyone's attention.

Looking in the direction from which your voice came, you saw the blond, red-eyed king slowly approaching, staring at the large and small bags.

Perhaps it was because he was in high spirits after reclaiming the treasure trove, but the king changed out of his golden armor and put on a casual shirt and trousers.

It can be said to be quite fashionable.

"what happened?"

Knowing that the other person was mocking him, Shirou frowned slightly in displeasure: "Do you have something to say?"

Faced with his questioning, the king shrugged and showed a helpless expression.

"Sorry, I just thought of something funny and couldn't help laughing, but I don't feel that way anymore. I guess you were scared by me just now?"

What are you trying to say?

Shirou scoffed, "Do you think my behavior is childish?"

"Hahaha!"

The king approached with a laugh: "I just thought it was funny, so I came to tease you. After all, guys like you are rare in this world."

Shirou did not speak.

His eyes were filled with wariness as he looked at the king.

"Okay, okay, don't be so nervous."

The king waved his hand: "I'm just here to watch the show, I don't intend to get involved."

With that, he turned and left.

Shirou watched his departing figure, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After a moment, he spoke to Kiana beside him:

"Why did you come to join our battle? Do you really want to save Miyu? If you have other plans, I advise you to give up. This plan is too dangerous; the slightest mistake could lead to its destruction."

Her words seemed to suggest that she hoped he would not interfere.

Upon hearing this, Kiana looked at him and said calmly:

"This is my choice. Whether it's courting death or not, I will try. I can't let Miyu be sacrificed. But I also don't want a world to be destroyed like this. This is my determination."

Upon hearing this, Shirou wore a solemn expression: "I will do my best!"

Finally, he sighed softly: "I hope you can do it. After all, life in this world is so fragile, and one careless move can lead to disaster. If you are truly stubborn, I hope you won't regret your decision."

After saying this, the group continued their exploration and returned to the school after collecting some usable supplies.

...

For several days, Kiana, Illya, and the others were preparing for battle and maintaining their daily lives.

Although snow was falling heavily outside, creating a desolate scene reminiscent of the impending apocalypse.

The people inside perked up and began planning their counterattack a few days later.

During this period, both sides gained a deeper understanding of each other's combat capabilities.

Whether this will become the biggest advantage in a future counterattack remains to be seen.

However, the problem is that time is running out.

"Are we almost ready? Let's go!"

After a night of careful deliberation, a comprehensive battle plan was formulated.

Kiana then led her companions to the Ainsworth family mansion once more, intending to rescue Miyu...

Magical Girl's Parallel World Journey (Fate/kaleid liner Prisma Illya): Chapter 19 Rin and Luvia Fallen to Become Maids

Meanwhile, inside the Ainsworth family mansion.

Two vacant maids, carrying brooms, entered one of the rooms in this magnificent mansion.

How would you describe this room?

It can be said that it is full of elements that are difficult to understand.

The most baffling thing was the large, life-size posters covering the walls, featuring a gloomy man wearing glasses.

However, due to the artistic processing of the poster, the originally gloomy expression subtly reveals a handsome and dashing look that is hard to ignore.

"Ahhh~ Lord Julian!"

A girl's rough, startled cry came from inside the room.

The sound was so loud that if the room hadn't been well soundproofed, it might have carried all the way to the garden.

The person who made that sound was currently lying on the bed like a maggot, hugging a pillow that was so embarrassing it left one speechless, and rolling around vigorously.

The pillow with a picture of Juliet printed on it was covered in drool from its mouth.

It was absolutely disgusting.

However, the owner of this pillow didn't find it disgusting at all. On the contrary, he shamelessly licked it and declared, "I love you, Lord Julian!"

Such a bizarre phenomenon would disgust any normal person who saw it.

However, the maid did not show any strange reaction; instead, she picked up the broom.

"Lady Beatrice Florchard, please leave. We need to clean up."

"Huh? What did you two say? Hey!"

Before the girl lying on the bed could react, she was thrown out of the room.

Along with her, a talking staff was also thrown out.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect you to be completely unable to manage your own maid."

The staff, bound hand and foot, was thrown out along with Beatrice, but she showed no impatience whatsoever. I even started teasing this woman who hadn't changed her clothes yet, with amusement.

Although her appearance could not be described as rugged, the temperament she exuded was quite wild.

Beatrice glanced at the bound staff, her expression changing before she sneered, "Huh? Who said these are my maids? I don't care for these two idiots. Strange wand. If it weren't for Lord Julian, I wouldn't want these two fools serving me!"

The ruby, mocked by Beatrice, began to tremble. The trembling grew stronger and stronger until it reached its limit, at which point the staff stopped shaking.

Just then, the clanging and banging sounds in the room grew louder and louder, to the point that Beatrice could no longer ignore them.

"You two bastards!"