People in Type-Moon start from adopting Sakura

"Hear...what did you hear?" Matou Zangyan said in a surprised tone.

“It says, ‘You can get on.’ ”

"what?!"

There was no time to react. The next moment, the axe tightly grasped in Matou Kariya's hand suddenly fell to the ground. Completely ignoring the old bug's wailing, he slowly said:

"Goodbye, father. Goodbye, my cowardice."

boom--! !

As the axe blade fell heavily, the entire body was smashed into pieces under this terrifying pressure.

……

At some point in the past, three like-minded people gathered in a certain place.

In front of them, a tall old man in a black robe said, "In order to eradicate all evil in this world, you need a miracle."

Then, the man with long black hair stood up and made the following assumption:

"If this world is truly beyond redemption, then we as human beings cannot escape from evil."

Another blue-haired man continued:

“If Utopia is located in a place beyond human reach.”

Finally, the white-haired girl spoke:

"Then we must pursue a human form that is capable of transcending humanity itself and reaching a whole new realm."

The old man before them gazed at the three of them gathered there and asked a final question: "It seems to me that this will be a road full of difficulties, obstacles, and impossibilities. Are you prepared to take it on?"

"Ah."

The three people in front of him nodded in unison, then stood facing each other, holding each other's hands. They made a final oath in front of the Second Magician:

"Yes, in order to end all the evil in this world, we are willing to give everything for this wish, even sacrifice our own lives."

So everything started from this.

“…Aaaaaaaaaaa.”

Perhaps it was a last flicker of life, in his final moments, Zouken Matou once again saw the light and shadow of the past in a trance.

He suddenly remembered what his original wish was and what the original intention of the Holy Grail War was...

...Ahhh, Tōsaka Nagato, and Justissa...

Unconsciously, I have gone against the vows I made in the past.

At this moment of my life, the last thing I can think of is you...

With a final sigh, the decayed soul perished along with the fleshworm's body, completely disappearing from this world.

Thus, the Master of Berserker Lancelot in the Holy Grail War, Matou Zouken, and his righteous partner, Marichi Zorgen, were confirmed dead.

He died at the age of 500.

……

……

"So he really just did it? This is truly a scene of loving father and filial son..."

Sitting on the roof of the Matou family, Luo Wei watched the drama below and witnessed the insects turned into ashes. This also meant that the last trace of the existence of the man named Marichi Zorgen had completely disappeared from this world.

The resentment accumulated over twenty years finally erupted today, and everything was gathered in the final axe, which ended the life of his adoptive father, Matou Zouken, and also brought a relatively satisfactory end to his own life.

I'm afraid that until his death, Matou Zouken would find it difficult to understand, let alone imagine, that after living for five hundred years, he would one day die at the hands of his own descendants, and at the hands of Matou Kariya, a person he had never taken seriously from beginning to end.

Even Luo Wei couldn't help but applaud this good show.

But after a brief mockery, Luo Wei opened a bottle of good wine that he had just taken out of the Matou family's wine cellar, poured it into a wine glass prepared in advance, toasted slightly in the direction where Matou Zouken died below, and then poured it into the soil under his feet.

"Goodbye, Matou Zouken... Goodnight, Machiri Zorgen."

Rowe murmured silently, and in his heart he was bidding farewell to the once great soul. Scathach, who was standing beside him, took the wine glass that Rowe had just used with great interest, poured herself a glass of wine, and then took a sip towards the full moon in the sky.

Then, she waited until Luo Wei finished expressing his feelings, swung her feet, and then spoke.

"Master, you've defeated another opponent. Since Matou Zouken is completely dead, Berserker, without a Master to feed him, should be almost gone by now, right?"

Scathach could already foresee that due to the sudden death of his master, Lancelot would become extremely weak due to the loss of magic power supply.

But at this moment she couldn't help but have a question in her heart.

"Why not let Matou Kariya control Lancelot instead of Matou Zouken? Although he doesn't have much magical power, relying on his life force and Command Seals to support Lancelot through this final battle shouldn't be a problem, right? You always have your Command Seals to support him. Doing so will only cost him a few years of his lifespan at most..."

Before Scathach could finish her words, Rowe beside her had already stood up.

He raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, then slowly raised his wine glass and drank the wine in his hand directly. Then he shook his head and continued, "That's not necessary."

"No matter how the battle goes, as long as Gilgamesh doesn't do anything stupid, Iskandar, Finn, and Lancelot will undoubtedly be defeated, even if they use Command Seals... It's not my style to waste vitality on meaningless things, even if it means wasting others'."

"I plotted against Old Bug only because I was displeased with his actions and felt sad to see him fall. That's why I decided to send him off in this way. And as for Matou Kariya..."

Luo Wei sat on the roof and looked down at the person below. At this moment, Matou Kariya, who was already ecstatic because he had killed his enemy with his own hands, had a faint smile on his face.

"He's just a pitiful man who's been manipulated by fate and lost his whole life. For him, this is the best ending. To be honest, my opinion of him has changed since he was willing to save Tōsaka Tokiomi. I originally wanted to enlighten him and arrange a job for him. But now it seems that I am a bit redundant..."

"After going through so much, he's no longer a pitiful creature toyed with by fate. He deserves to have his own life and choose his own way of living, so let's end it here."

"Matou Kariya, I hope your life will be smooth sailing from now on."

Looking at Matou Kariya who was looking for gasoline below, preparing to burn the Matou family and the insect nest below, Luo Wei couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile on his face. Then, after silently wishing in his heart, his figure disappeared on the roof.

After listening to his story, Scathach, who was standing by, smiled thoughtfully.

She looked at Luo Wei with a strange look, which made Luo Wei ask in confusion: "What's wrong with my face?"

"No, no, it was just a little unexpected."

Scathach put her hands behind her back, then looked at Rowe seriously and said, "I never thought, Master, that you are such a gentle person."

"Gentle..."

Hearing this name, Luo Wei couldn't help but smile slightly, and he didn't say anything in his heart. Then he shook his head gently, and his expression returned to calm again.

"I can't really call it gentleness, I just have good intentions. After all, I'm also human..."

"Then are you ready for the upcoming battle? Scathach, we have to put an end to all this."

"Are you going to fight? Great! You guys have been fighting all night, and I can't hold it back any longer."

Hearing Rowe's words, Scathach, who had been acting as a cameraman all night, couldn't help but reveal a hint of excitement in her tone.

As a warrior queen, she had no chance to join the battle, which was a torture for her.

Now that she heard that it was finally her turn to perform, she naturally became excited.

"Alas, I'm sorry to have wronged you, Scathach. But don't be careless. This is probably the last Servant Battle. The King of Heroes is far more powerful than you can imagine. Take this with you. I will also provide reinforcements when necessary."

As he spoke, Rowe reached into his body and handed the scabbard of the legendary sword buried in his body to Scathach.

Feeling the heavy weight in her hand, Scathach put away her previous playful expression and nodded at him solemnly.

"Don't worry, Master. I promise to fulfill my mission."

Chapter 78: The Star of Creation of Heaven and Earth

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, has the class Archer.

He was both human and divine, possessing two-thirds divine blood and one-third human blood. His birth carried the hopes of the gods. As king, he also served as the wedge placed between humans by the Sumerian gods, ensuring the unbreakable bond between humans and gods. This was known as the "Human Wedge."

The epic poem "The Epic of Gilgamesh" that records his legend is the oldest heroic epic in the world.

The Epic of Gilgamesh revolves around the friendship between King Gilgamesh of Uruk and his friend Enkidu. It can be roughly divided into four parts, representing four important stages in their lives.

From being a brutal tyrant of Uruk to meeting his best friend Enkidu; and together they defeated the monster Humbaba that ravaged the earth and became true heroic kings; and then, because he angered Ishtar and killed Gugalana, the gods were enraged and took his best friend's life, and he witnessed the separation of lives; and finally, because he traveled through the underworld and the entire continent in search of the immortal grass, but in the end it was all in vain, he gained enlightenment and became the wise king who ruled Uruk in later generations.

His legends are ancient and long-lasting, his era is turbulent and magnificent, and his life is absurd and great.

And the power of Gilgamesh has long been fully demonstrated in his own epic chapter.

Soon, the many heroes who are working together to defeat this king will personally experience the great miracle that exists in Gilgamesh's body, the absolute power displayed by the most ancient king, the King of Heroes.

"Is this my all-out effort? Hmm... although it's far inferior to Enkidu, it's certainly a stage worthy of my all-out effort."

After a brief comment, Gilgamesh twisted his hand slightly, and the shape of the complex golden key in his hand suddenly changed.

The next moment, a pillar of light reaching the sky suddenly rose from his hand, and countless bright red lines appeared across the sky. Its dazzling light illuminated the entire battlefield covered with yellow sand.

"King of Conquerors... you are an idealist who only cares about moving forward. Only when your dreams are completely shattered can you see reality."

Looking at the huge army coming towards him in front of him just to conquer, Gilgamesh's scarlet eyes still showed no joy or sadness, he just said lightly.

"Then, I will let you witness the end of this dream with your own eyes. I will also let you experience this truth firsthand."

A faint voice blurted out, and then as the crimson light converged, a terrifying gust of wind also completely expanded around Gilgamesh, and as for the complex golden key in his hand, it also revealed its original true appearance at this time.

It was a golden hilt with blue decorative embellishments, and the sword body had three cylindrical blades with scarlet lines, which were tightly fitted together, showing its unique appearance to the world.

Buzzing--! ! !

The moment it appeared, the red sword energy surrounding it began to tremble wildly, as if it could cut through the sky and earth at any moment. It looked terrifying and solemn.

Enuma Elish: A++ → Ex.

"What is this...? Such a terrifying magical aura! Does it look like the King of Heroes is about to unleash his Noble Phantasm?"

"Everything is ready, everyone, the big one is coming."

Witnessing with his own eyes the peculiarly shaped cylindrical blade gathered in Gilgamesh's palm, Iskandar felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. His intuition was frantically warning him of the danger contained in that power, and something unpredictable seemed to be about to come.

Not only him, but Lancelot, who was riding a warhorse beside him, couldn't help but tremble slightly when he witnessed the column of light rising into the sky, and then let out an uneasy roar from his mouth.

"Arrrrrrrr..."

This scene was also keenly noticed by Iskandar.

"It's not just me, Berserker. It seems you've also noticed that the hero has something truly remarkable in his hands."

He sighed, but his movements did not stop at all. He still rode his warhorse and called on the army to conquer in the direction of Gilgamesh.

For the King of Conquerors, the unknown and the challenge were also essential elements of his conquest. So even after witnessing the terrifying power radiating from Gilgamesh, and knowing the outcome of this conquest was still uncertain, Iskandar showed no fear or retreat, leading his army relentlessly towards his goal.

For him, no matter whether there are stars or abyss ahead, he will never stop.

As long as his soldiers are still there, his ambition will never stop, and conquest is the only thing he desires.

and so--

However, compared to the domineering Iskandar and Lancelot who was ready to fight hard before his exit, the golden knight who was also riding a white horse and sprinting on the battlefield made a completely different decision in his heart.

Finn, who was originally leading the way, looked at the red light that continued to gather in Gilgamesh's hands, and the ominous premonition that he had suppressed in his heart broke out again.

He bit his finger lightly, and then his expression suddenly changed, as if he realized something.

"Could this thing be...?!"

Finn showed a look of astonishment, and then realized that something was wrong. He hurriedly controlled his horse and rushed towards the direction of the Divine Wheel driven by Ptolemy on the other side.

"Ptolemy I, let me drive the chariot! I will protect you, my lord!"

Finn jumped off his horse, jumped onto the chariot, and shouted anxiously to Ptolemy.

"...What happened, Warrior?"

Ptolemy was no fool. When he saw Finn, who had been fighting bravely, suddenly become so out of control, he obviously realized that something was wrong.

"No time to explain. We've already lost this battle. We must retreat quickly!"

Finn looked nervously at the destructive storm brewing in Gilgamesh's hands, then he turned around to look at Kenneth and Weber who also looked confused, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

If possible, he would certainly like to continue charging with Iskandar and Lancelot, fighting this battle to the end as a warrior. However, before that warrior's consciousness, reason and loyalty are more important.

Rather than dying a glorious death in accordance with his own will, he prioritized the safety of his lord. While the honor of a knight is certainly more precious than life itself, it's worthless compared to the life of his lord, whom he's tasked with protecting. A knight's purpose is to protect. If he can't even protect the very people he's meant to protect, what kind of knight is he?

So even if he would be labeled as a deserter and unkind and unjust, and even if he would be hated by the King of Conquerors afterwards, Finn still chose to prioritize Kayneth's life in this final moment of crisis, and would do anything to protect his lord's safety.

"What on earth is this...?"