The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　Kayneth called out to Diarmait in a low voice, and the black-haired knight Jun appeared in front of him in an instant.

　Now, Kayneth had only Diarmait to confide in.

　"Lancer...what do you think I should do?"

　Kayneth's calm voice reached Diarmait's ears.

　Diarmait looked up in surprise, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

　It was he who seduced his Master's fiancée and brought things to this point. Even if he destroyed his own appearance, the facts would not change, and he was merely trying to undo his mistakes.

　"This is your private matter..."

　"That's why I'm asking you, Lancer, do you regret making that choice?"

　Diarmait certainly knew what the choice that Kenneth was referring to was.

　"No, I don't regret it. I'm grateful that you gave me the opportunity to make that choice..."

　"Choice..."

　The world seems like a fateful cycle, with Diarmait, Granny and the captain Finn in the past, and Diarmait, Sora and Kenneth now.

　The difference is that Diarmait and Sora made different choices and took another path.

　What about Kenneth?

　It was time for Kenneth El-Melloi Archipelago to give his own answer.

　"Lancer, come back with me."

　"As ordered."

　Kenneth returned to the base along the road and went straight to Sora's room as soon as he entered.

　Without any courtesy, Kayneth walked straight into Sora's room without even knocking. His aura was like that of a soldier ready to charge and die on the battlefield at any time.

　Ignoring Diarmait and Sora's surprised looks, Kenneth walked directly to Sora's bedside and took a deep breath. Then he knelt on one knee in front of Sora who was sitting beside the bed and measured out the wedding ring he had prepared earlier.

　As if he had made up his mind, Kenneth slowly spoke:

　"Marry me, Sora."

　-

　Now Director Ken has also been written into a happy ending

　To the Other Side: Twelve Zelrich

　"Marry me, Sora."

　Kenneth's calm words reached Sora's ears as he sat beside the bed.

　Looking at the light shining from the exquisite gift box in Kenneth's hand, Sora was a little dazed.

　She still couldn't accept that Kenneth still chose her, a woman who was completely different from him, as his fiancée.

　"Sora, please listen to me, okay?"

　Kenneth knelt on one knee on the ground, slowly took out the wedding ring he had carefully selected from the gift box and handed the gift box to Diarmait who was standing beside him.

　Diarmait quickly took the box that Kenneth handed over, and then continued to stand aside, motionless like a statue.

　Kenneth gently took Sora's fair hand and slowly put the ring on the ring finger of Sora's left hand.

　"I don't care about your past and won't ask too much about it, but I want to be involved in your future."

　Crystal clear tears slid down Sora's cheeks, leaving two marks on her face.

　She looked at the diamond ring on her hand and the name engraved on it.

　A brilliant flash of light rose from the diamond ring. This was a magic trick that Kenneth had specially created for Sora.

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　Sora can use it to communicate with Kenneth no matter how far apart they are, and it also contains several types of defensive magic.

　Limited by the size of the diamond ring, Kayneth could only cast these magic spells on it. Although it couldn't compare to his own Moonlight Spirit, Kayneth still considered it a qualified magic gift.

　"I promise you...I promise you...I promise you..."

　Sora choked up and agreed to Kenneth's proposal.

　From this moment on, the Holy Grail War was no longer important. Kenneth had gained something more important than the Holy Grail.

　Diarmait never had any desire for the Holy Grail. All he wanted was to fight with heroes from all times and countries.

　But now, he also had another wish, a wish that had been completely fulfilled at this moment.

　As if atonement for the sins he had committed in the past, Diarmait gave his lord his most sincere blessings for his wedding.

　For Kenneth's group, there was no need to continue participating in this Holy Grail War.

　For Kayneth, Sora's affairs are more important than the Holy Grail War.

　"Lancer."

　Kayneth wiped the tears from Sora's face and turned his gaze to Diarmait.

　"My lord, what are your commands?"

　Kenneth looked at Diarmait with a complicated expression.

　"Go outside and look for Rider, and bring him and his Master, my worthless student, Waver Velvet, here."

　Diarmait lowered his head.

　"understand!"

　As soon as he finished speaking, Diarmuid's figure turned into a sky full of spirit particles and dissipated in the air, continuing to move towards the city.

　Since the Conqueror King Iskandar would be attracted by the fighting spirit and observe the situation, then he only needs to do the same as last time.

　-

　"Albion...what do you think?"

　Aozaki Touko played with the tube of Sieg's blood in her hand, and looked at the middle-aged man with white hair who was sitting in a chair and drinking tea leisurely.

　"Well... although we had some communication with my own self through the plane before, no one could have imagined this outcome. New life would actually be born from the wreckage of Albion..."

　The white-haired man said this with some fear and helplessness.

　The visitor was none other than the master of the first head of the Tōsaka family, the Mage Marshal, one of the five existing magicians, the Gem Ongkishua Zelrich Schubine-augu.

　This is the travel diary of a retired man who came to Fuyuki to check out the world travel experience besides his own, and to see how the Holy Grail War was progressing.

　As soon as I entered, I received a heavy bomb from Aozaki Orange:

　A still-living Albion was wandering around the city of Fuyuki with a little girl who had been transformed by the Matou family.

　Even though today is April Fools' Day, this joke is a bit too big for the magic world.

　"What are you going to do?"

　"This is really... I am an old man now..."

　Zelrich scratched his hair. If his guess was correct, the living Albion should be the victor of the Holy Grail War in that world. It might even be the only successful product of the Third Law in existence.

　As for whether or not he was the magician behind the third spell, "Heaven's Grail," let's put it aside for now. The fact that the third spell was a finished product was enough to cause a stir in the entire magic world.

　The third method is also known as the Heaven's Cup. It can dematerialize the soul, making it immortal and indestructible, and thus generate endless magical power.

　Plus Albion's bloodline and body.

　This little girl is so angry that there is basically no other way except to send her to another world.

　And the premise is that the other party will never come back.

　In terms of mystery alone, there is nothing on my side that can be more mysterious than the tube of blood in Aozaki Touko's hand.

　As a magus who has been active since the time of Solomon, Zelrich knew very well that the tube of blood in Aozaki Touko's hand was the real thing.

　"Try to meet all her requests. The fact that she brought the girl to you for medical treatment suggests that she possesses human emotions. I'll go talk to the association, and feel free to ask for anything you want."

　Zelrich grabbed a handful of his beard and put down the teacup in his hand.

　"Well, there's no point in getting anxious now. She should be back soon anyway, right?"

　Zelrich stood up. Although he was already middle-aged, his face still showed a youthful spirit.

　"Let me talk to her then. It would be great if we can resolve it peacefully..."

　"Why does what you said sound so strange?"

　Zelrich laughed at Aozaki Touko's complaints.

　"I'm middle-aged now. Although I still look like the Demonic Marshal, that great battle..."

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　Aozaki Touko knew exactly which battle the laughing old man in front of her was referring to.

　Around 300 AD, a war broke out between the Magic Association and Zhu Yue. Zelrich forcibly gathered the solitary magicians together and then completely eliminated Zhu Yue.

　In his own words, the battle with Zhu Yue was the climax of his life, and the rest of his life was just the rest of his life.

　But let’s look at it now.

　The rest of my life may not be peaceful.

　-

　Zieg took Sakura for a walk on the street and bought some buns from a Chinese restaurant.

　Considering Sakura's shy personality, Sieg took her directly to the park which was sparsely populated at this time instead of choosing to dine in.

　Physical wounds can be healed quickly with the help of magic, but mental wounds do not.

　Sakura is still a child.

　A child abandoned by his parents and thrown into the devil's den.

　If it weren't for Matou Kariya who risked his life to endure a week of transformation for Sakura at Machili Zorgon, the child's psychological defenses would have collapsed even more completely.

　At least Sakura is not completely numb yet and can still react to the outside world.

　For example, he is afraid of strangers and is extremely dependent on Sieg.

　Unfortunately, Zig doesn't know how to do psychotherapy.

　At this point, she'd been through so much by human standards, and yet she was still just a baby.

　It was already a good thing that she had not been defeated by her own fate in the previous Holy Grail War.

　She really couldn't do something like comforting people.

　Sakura sat on a bench in the park, leaning against Sieg tightly, as if she was afraid that this was all a dream, and that Sieg's figure would disappear like a bubble, just like the illusion she had when she first fell into the devil's cave.

　Sieg felt the weight of Sakura's body, reached out and touched the girl's head, then took out a bun from the paper bag in his arms.

　After feeling that the temperature in his hand was no longer so hot, Sieg placed the bun in Sakura's hand.

　"Eat a little, and tell me if it's not enough. This will make you feel better..."

　Sakura took the bun and nodded, her purple hair flying up and down with her movements.

　The bun was bitten off little by little from the soft dough and entered Sakura's mouth.

　The moment the flavor hit her taste buds, tears streamed down Sakura's cheeks.

　Someone once said that people don't cry when they are sad, but when they accidentally discover the missing part in their life.

　The subtle gap in the heart will be continuously magnified at that moment.

　Feeling Sakura's body curled up and trembling slightly, Sieg sighed helplessly.

　White mist came out of her mouth as she moved, and finally disappeared completely into the air.

　Sieg put the paper bag aside, then picked up Sakura and placed her on his lap, wrapping his arms around her to hold her so she wouldn't fall off his lap.

　"It's okay, I'm not going anywhere. Until you can recognize that this is the truth..."

　Sieg sat quietly on the bench with Sakura in his arms.

　Sakura leaned against Sieg's arms, feeling the warmth coming from him, and remained silent. However, her body was no longer curled up, and a little light seemed to have returned to her pupils.

　A breeze blew by, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground.