Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Rope's eyes dimmed.

Originally, he estimated that Kariya would have at least three days of activity, but he forgot that Lancelot's activities would cause a huge consumption of magic power. Tonight's war was already the limit of Matou Kariya.

"Sorry Kariya, it was my miscalculation."

Rope lowered his head and admitted his failure.

Matou Kariya, who was lying on the ground, smiled bluntly and responded with a faint mosquito chirping.

"What are you talking about now, ahem... I've been transformed into that, and I'm very satisfied to live for such a long time... But in the end, there is no way to punish the bastard Tohsaka Tokiomi by himself..."

He reached out his hand tremblingly and grabbed Ropey's sleeve.

"I'm very grateful to you for rescuing Sakura. But can I trouble you to take care of her a little more in the future? She's still too young, and the Matou family still has a little property left, enough to support her when she grows up..."

The sad man, who said his last words intermittently, still carried out his promise at the end, always thinking of Sakura.

"Well, I promise you, this is Rope's promise."

Luo Pei nodded solemnly and promised the dying person.

"And don't worry, Tomisaka Tokiomi has been confirmed dead, and I will also pay attention to Aoi and Rin."

Hearing the unexpected news, Matou Kariya was stunned for a moment, and then showed a cheerful smile.

"Ha...ha...you bastard, give me some good news at the end. Why didn't I get to know you earlier? If it was before, we might become good friends."

"Probably." I didn't know how to answer, so I could only give an ambiguous answer.

"After that... I'll leave it to you..."

Gradually, Matou Kariya's breathing became weaker until it disappeared completely.

Rope stood up and looked at the corpse in front of him without saying a word.

He didn't expect that if the plot on the screen happened in reality, it would have such a big impact around him.

"...Let's go, Miss Irisviel."

"Ugh?"

Irisviel looked at Rope with doubts, and then said.

"Just leave him here? He's your friend..."

"No, there's no need to bump him anymore, he should rest well. Just leave the rest of his last wishes to me, I won't let him down."

"……Yes."

Irisviel hesitated for a while, but kept up with the boy in front of her.

Regardless of the overall perspective, she has no right to speak, as long as she silently performs her duties.

"By the way, Irisviel, can your body hold up?"

Suddenly thinking of something, Rope stopped and asked.

"Assassin, Caster, and Berserker, who is about to return after Matou Kariya's death, can your body function hold on?"

"With Avalon...I think so."

"Is it……"

Rope raised his head and looked at the direction the heroic spirit was fighting.

"What will happen to you if the Holy Grail is completed?"

"Huh?" For a while, Irisviel didn't understand Rope's words, but then she knew that the boy in front of her was not asking about the Holy Grail, but the name 'Irisviel von Einzbern' 'This personality.

She thought for a while and said, "...it will disappear. The moment the Holy Grail comes, the outer shell that wraps it is no longer needed. By then, the impurities will be removed, leaving only the pure Holy Grail."

"Well, that's fine then."

Rope said something unknown, then looked into Irisviel's eyes, as if looking directly into her heart.

There is no impurity in that look, some, just pure kindness.

"I will guarantee the survival of 'Irisviel von Einzbern', draw out your soul when the Holy Grail is achieved, and recreate a body for you... You also want to embrace your daughter again, no Is it?"

As long as you go to Kanbuzi City to find Aozaki oranges, making a human body is a breeze for that world-class puppet master.

Anyway, that woman runs an office, as long as she has money, this little thing is not a problem.

Just make it up to this poor lady.

"what……"

The unexpected words made Irisviel lose her ability to think, and she stared at Rope at a loss.

No one wants to die, and Irisviel is no exception, and even has a stronger emotion called 'mother's love' in his heart.

——I want to raise my daughter with my own hands, so that she can be free from all pain.

Facing the benefactor who killed her husband and gave her hope, Irisviel didn't know how to face it, so she could only wriggle her cherry lips and express her inner thoughts.

"……thanks."

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