But I can’t care so much now!

 Achilles' eyes became sharp, and then he began to recite word for word according to the notes the girl passed to him in his mind.

 Chiron smiled and nodded, then slowly raised his finger towards Achilles, pointing directly towards the sun rising outside the city.

 "Run around the castle a hundred times, and finish it in an hour."

 The green meteor rushed out of the room almost instantly and began to run around the huge castle without any hesitation or bargaining.

 Along with it, there was also the magic circuit that the girl had not had time to retract.

 "..."

 After a moment's silence, Chiron sighed helplessly, then slowly walked back to the girl, carefully avoiding the girl's gradually retracting magic circuit.

 "Although I don't know you, nor do I know your identity, but..."

 Looking at the girl with gentle eyes, Chiron spoke slowly with a smile on his face:

 "You are actually my student, right?"

 Some things become obvious with just a quick glance once you see them more often.

 As the teacher of almost every powerful hero in Greek mythology, Chiron has taught countless students and is well aware of how students react to their teachers.

 Although the girl's respectful attitude towards him could not serve as conclusive evidence, the straightforwardness in his heart kept whispering to him, "That's enough."

 after all...

 How could a teacher not recognize his students? Moreover, the students he taught in his long life were only a few.

 "Yes, I was a disciple during a Holy Grail War..."

 While speaking softly, the girl slowly turned her head to look at the boy behind her.

 People can never truly see themselves clearly.

 The second one that follows opens up more unknowns on this basis.

 Myself in another world, my self in another world.

 A self that has similar experiences to mine but is completely different in some ways.

 "Is that so?"

 Reaching out and touching the girl's head, Chiron slowly turned his gaze to the boy.

 "Manager...can I call you that?"

 The boy called the manager showed a panicked look on his face.

 "Well...how do I put it?"

 The boy scratched his short hair lightly with his hand, and a hint of distress appeared on his face.

 "No problem, I can tell you that name. After all, I am myself and don't need to care about others."

 As if she noticed the boy's confusion, the girl smiled at him as if to encourage him.

 "If that's okay with you..."

 The young man took a deep breath slowly, and his eyes, which seemed to be carved from the same mold as the girl's, looked at Chiron and Fujimaru Ritsuka with a hint of determination.

 "I'm Sieg. Like her, I'm the administrator of this Greater Holy Grail. I'm now a terminal separated from Fafnir."

 "Another Sieg in a parallel world?"

 When Fujimaru Ritsuka heard the boy's words, an expression of "as expected" suddenly appeared on his face.

 "I see, it's the same person in different worlds..."

 Chiron lived up to the title of Great Sage. He understood the whole story and the current situation almost instantly.

 God does not understand the human heart.

 But Chiron would not, he was a centaur sage. Although he lived in seclusion, he still had many contacts with the best humans of that era.

 And he is not like some of his own creatures who only think with their lower body and don't understand human nature.

 Although human emotions are complex and fragile, it is precisely these characteristics that make human beings the most difficult to understand.

 Even though he couldn't understand it, Chiron still respected it.

 A sage is not called a sage because of his omniscience and omnipotence.

 Exploration of the unknown, patience, understanding and respect are the core of a sage.

 "Then let's pause for a moment in exchanging intelligence. After all, it's hard to digest too much information at once. If you have anything you want to say, you can discuss it. I'll notify everyone to gather at the restaurant later. What do you think?

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 "I think it's a good idea, huh? After all, that rider still has to run for a while, right?"

 As Fujimaru Ritsuka spoke, he raised his hand high to show his agreement.

 "So, what about you two?"

 Two pairs of scarlet dragon eyes looked at each other, their eyes filled with incomparable clarity and purity.

 "Well! Something this meaningful definitely needs to be discussed! Only by talking more can we get to know each other better!"

 Pulling the boy and girl up with both hands, Fujimaru Ritsuka led them out of the hall at a trot.

 "You're really energetic. Even though you're exhausted, you still force yourself..."

 He paused for a moment, and Chiron narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the figure going away.

 "Perhaps... it's because she's here that I don't have to force myself..."

 But...

 I always feel like my dignity as a teacher is about to disappear...

 Gently picking up the girl's notebook, Chiron glanced at the contents.

 Magic, medicine, technology...

 Everything was recorded in great detail in a tightly guarded notebook.

 It's like a trace that proves something once existed and still exists.

 "Really? I've learned so much, but I can't do it without my own system..."

 The palm of the hand gently holds the pen body, and the ink lightly stains the paper.

 The sun in the distance is still rising as usual.

 -

 "Ohhhh! My life is like a shooting star!"

 The green light turned into strips, and the footsteps began to speed up to the point where it was difficult to see clearly.

 Achilles is trying his best.

 "You're running so fast... Should I say you're a real rider?"

 Ritsuka Fujimaru took the two of them to the high tower in the garden, facing the rising sun and looking at Achilles who was sweating in the sun.

 "That's Achilles. If you must say it, he's a hero, just as he himself said, whose life in mythology is as fleeting and dazzling as a shooting star."

 The girl looked at Achilles who was running, her long silver hair shining in the sunlight.

 "hero..."

 The boy listened to the girl's words, stretched out his hand and looked at his palm.

 "The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon himself, but that is just someone else's words, someone else's view of Siegfried."

 Smoothing the ends of her hair that were messed up by the breeze, the girl slowly opened her mouth and spoke slowly to another self.

 "A hero is just a definition, a concept that can be influenced by the words of others. What really matters is what you desire to become in your heart."

 "Inside?"

 The boy looked at the girl in front of him with some confusion, her short silver hair swaying gently in the breeze.

 "I... don't consider myself a hero. I don't care if I'm a monster or a replica. As long as I can be my true self, that's enough."

 “The moment a person begins to yearn for and dream of becoming a hero, he is no longer a true hero.”

 "Siegfried never considered himself a hero, but in the eyes of the world, he is both a hero and an evil dragon. But to you and me, he..."

 Their hearts kept beating, and the hot heartbeats kept ringing out from their chests one after another.

 The girl slowly grasped the Balmung that appeared involuntarily in her hand. The crisp sound of the sword seemed to be announcing something to the boy.

 Siegfried is unique.

 So after his death there will never be another Siegfried in the world.

 Curses were engraved on both the armor and the sword.

 The boy knew this very well.

 but...

 The sunlight became increasingly dazzling, and I subconsciously stretched my hands in front of my eyes to block the scorching light.

 Can't do that.

 He had reasons to keep watching.

 The dividing line between light and shadow spread out from the sword of Balmung, separating the girl and the boy.

 Siegfried's light never faded...that's right, right?

 Since you have picked up the sword, since you have chosen to stand on the side of shooting down the stars.

 It doesn't matter if it's just an artificial life form or a replica.

 "us..."

 The boy lowered his arms and spoke slowly.

 “It’s a continuation of him.”

 Why did you, why did I, win the Holy Grail War, trample on the corpses of the losers, and advance towards the distant place under his gaze?

 Entrusted, watched, expected.

 No matter how much it has been through, that tiny star in the storm continues to twinkle.

 The man's figure seemed to be by her side all the time, guiding her in the direction of progress.

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 Myself

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 It is his wish and his continuation.

 so...

 "Fate killed Siegfried, but..."

 Each other's figures were reflected in the red dragon's eyes.

 Golden gold gushed out continuously, and the swordsman stood there silently.

 "We are the ones who shoot down the stars."

 It crushed others' desire to save the world and took away their desire to save humanity.

 We want to be...

 What Siegfried wishes for...

 "It's just that I defeated my destiny."

 The corners of the boy's mouth curled up slightly, and the uneasiness that had been hidden in his heart began to recede like the tide.

 "Wave Balmung with your own will."

 He stretched out his hand slowly, and the clothes on his shoulders slumped down slightly, as if someone had patted his shoulder.

 "Well, nice to meet you, my alter ego. My name is Zig, what's yours?"

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