I'm a druid in Type Moon

Emiya Kiritsugu vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, but his heart was trying hard to deny this guess.

"Are you the consciousness of the Holy Grail? But how is that possible? The Holy Grail should just be a pure, colorless 'power'. How could it have a will?"

"I am not pure Irisviel."

The woman in black admitted it straightforwardly.

“But what I possess now is indeed Irisviel’s personality. It is the mark left by Irisviel in the Holy Grail.”

"At the same time, I am also the consciousness of the Holy Grail. It may have been true in the past, as you said, but it is different now. I have a will and a wish. My will is to 'hope to be born into this world'."

This is so weird, something must be wrong.

If what she said was true, then this was not the "wishing machine" that Kiritsugu had always longed for, which could grant whatever he wanted.

Because as long as there is will, there will be one's own understanding, and the desire will be tainted with other colors in the process of retelling.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 119: How to Save

"If you have the will, then let me ask you, how does the Holy Grail intend to fulfill my wish?"

Irisviel tilted her head with a puzzled expression, as if she had heard a very incredible question.

“Kiritsugu, you should know this better than anyone else, right?”

"……What did you say?"

"Your existence is very close to the Holy Grail, so you can still remain rational even though you are connected to me. If you were an ordinary person, you would have already collapsed when you were drenched in black mud."

Irisviel smiled brilliantly and said in a chanting tone:

"You should have known how to save the world a long time ago. So I will follow your previous practices, accept your ideas, and realize your wishes."

"What do you mean?"

Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't understand, nor did he want to understand what this meant.

The two people's conversation was not in sync, and they kept going in circles. Elisviel sighed helplessly, nodded and said:

"—There's nothing I can do. In that case, I'll just have to ask you to look into your own heart."

A thin white hand covered Kiritsugu's eyes.

The world turned dark.

At this moment, in the outside world, Artoria finally saw the dazzling Holy Grail, floating about two meters above the black mud.

"This is the Holy Grail!"

Altria gazed at the perfect creation, and the Holy Grail itself cheered her on, waiting for her to make a wish and then truly come into the world.

“Ellisviel…”

What Altria felt first was not surprise, but unspeakable sadness.

The golden container was refined by reducing the flesh of an artificial life form to inorganic matter. Although Saber did not know the refining process, the scene before her was enough for Saber to understand everything.

She is the "Guardian of the Holy Grail" and has long been determined to hand over the Holy Grail to Kiritsugu and Saber. Rather than letting someone else take the "Holy Grail", she will try her best to protect the Holy Grail even if it means her death. However, Irisviel is not seen at the ceremony site, and the work of the Holy Grail's descent is being carried out step by step by someone.

This was the second friend he had seen off today, and he didn't even get to see Irisviel for the last time.

Altria pursed her lips. Although she didn't know where Emiya Kiritsugu was, since the Holy Grail was right in front of her, Altria took a step forward without hesitation.

The A-level intuition honed through hundreds of battles took over Altria's entire body at this moment. Her raised right foot was stiff on the black mud, and she couldn't stop shaking.

"You will die, you will die. If you touch the black mud, something more terrible than death will happen!"

Altria's heart was shaking. The battle with Lancelot had consumed almost all of her magic power. But for some reason, the surroundings were still filled with rich true ether. After just a few steps, the beating red dragon heart restored a small part of Altria's magic power. Her physical fatigue was also eliminated.

Thanks to this, Altria's intuition was able to function normally.

"Wise choice!"

A steady voice sounded in Altria's ears. Altria looked up suddenly and saw Lin En standing in front of her.

No, not standing. Altria keenly noticed that Lin En's feet did not touch the surface of the black mud, and even the ripples that were occasionally raised by the black mud were suppressed.

"If you had stepped into [Sin] without any preparation, you would have become a puppet without independent consciousness by now!"

Lynn said expressionlessly.

Aartoria immediately retracted her right foot, and while she breathed a sigh of relief, she also realized that something was wrong with Lin En.

The tone of Lin En's voice was as if she was talking to a stranger. Was she angry with me?

Altria pursed her lips. She ignored Lin's repeated dissuasion and pursued the Holy Grail wholeheartedly. But now, even though the Holy Grail in the distance was still dazzling, Altria did not immediately raise her thoughts.

After awakening from her fanaticism for the Holy Grail, Altria finally realized that something was wrong here.

Not only did Emiya Kiritsugu and the unknown enemy disappear. The entire backyard of the temple was devoid of life. Those plants that seemed to be full of life were actually just shells, and their interior had long been corroded without anyone noticing.

Seeing that Altria gave up the idea of ​​stepping into the black mud, Lin En nodded without showing any expression. Instead, he waved his hand and an image appeared in the void.

“That’s——Kiritsugu!”

Altria recognized the figure in the video at a glance. It was the missing Emiya Kiritsugu. At this moment, he was in a hotel room, watching the old TV in front of him, and a familiar voice came from it.

There are two ships on the sea.

There were 300 people on one ship, and 200 on the other. A total of 500 passengers, plus Emiya Kiritsugu, let's assume that these 501 people were the last survivors of humanity.

"Two ships have a hole in their bottoms that cannot be repaired. Only Emiya Kiritsugu knows how to repair the ships. But when you repair one ship, the other will sink. Which ship will you repair?"

The voice was neither hurried nor slow, as if it was questioning Emiya Kiritsugu's heart.

"...Of course it's a ship that carries three hundred people."

Emiya Kiritsugu gave his answer without hesitation.

The sound continued.

"As soon as you decide to do this, the two hundred people on the other ship will grab you and ask you to fix our ship first. What should I do?"

"I can......"

This time, before Emiya Kiritsugu could give his answer, the ending appeared before his eyes.

A gunshot was heard outside the window, which made Emiya Kiritsugu's heart beat faster. He slowly went up and opened the curtains.

In an instant, the light and shadow changed, and Emiya Kiritsugu stood on a boat.

In his hand was a still-warm Calico submachine gun. Two hundred bodies were lying in various places on the ship. The cockpit, the cabin, the cabin, the deck, the corridor. Every corner was stained with blood. It was like walking into a massacre scene.

"Kill those two hundred people and save the remaining three hundred people - that's right, this is the choice Emiya Kiritsugu would make."

Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes widened, and his body couldn't stop shaking. The familiar feeling of his hand told him that the executioner who slaughtered these two hundred people was indeed him, Emiya Kiritsugu.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 120: What is the Price?

"what is this?"

Artoria also saw this scene, and her body couldn't stop shaking with anger.

"Why do you have such an expression?"

Lynn was confused and tilted his head to look at Altria.

"Didn't he make the right choice?"

"You call this the right choice?"

Altria no longer cared about the fact that the two were still quarreling, and looked at Lin En in disbelief.

Lin En was even more confused and said calmly:

"According to my memory, didn't you make a similar choice before you?"

"Before the war, I squeezed a village to build up my military, conquered the foreign race before their territory was destroyed, and protected ten villages."

"Isn't this the same thing?"

Altria opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

The images in the void continued.

"Then the 300 survivors abandoned the damaged ship and boarded two new ships to continue sailing. This time, one ship had 200 people and the other had 100 people. But at the same time, a big hole appeared in the bottom of the two ships."

A familiar voice came from the phone, and as if he had foreseen a tragic ending, Emiya Kiritsugu wanted to say something.

"Hey……"

"A hundred people on a small boat kidnapped you and forced you to repair their boat first. What should I do?"

"This kind of thing...but..."

Still no need to answer. A familiar dial tone came from the phone, followed by the sound of a bomb exploding. Emiya Kiritsugu turned around and saw the wreckage of the ship engulfed in flames.

"—Correct answer."

Finally, Emiya Kiritsugu could no longer bear it, his voice trembling, he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Nonsense... This is absolutely nonsense! What's right about this?"

"Only two hundred people survived. Three hundred people died because of this. In this case, the needle of the scale is pointing the wrong way!"

At the same time, Artoria also roared:

"What a ridiculous act! How can life be calculated in this way?"

The chivalry she believed in would not allow such behavior.

Lynn remained silent, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Altria clearly said:

"What qualifications do you have to say that?"

The sound continues.

One hundred and twenty people and eighty people were placed on the scale, and Kiritsugu slaughtered the eighty people.

Then came the eighty and forty people. The "Magician Killer" heard the screams of the forty people before they died. Every face seemed familiar. They were all people he had killed in the past.

Fifty and thirty

Thirty people and twenty people - the multiple-choice questions continued, the number of victims continued to increase, and the mountain of corpses continued to pile up.

Listening to that familiar voice was like questioning one's own soul. Emiya Kiritsugu gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice:

"Is this...what you wanted to show me?"

Kiritsugu felt sick at the viciousness of the theme of this game, and asked the food that claimed to be the "Will of the Holy Grail".

"Yes, this is your truth - the answer in the heart of the man named Emiya Kiritsugu!"

The voice gave the answer.

"That is, this is what the Holy Grail should do as a wish-granting machine."

"wrong!"

Kiritsugu screamed as his hands were stained bright red.

"That's not what I expected! I was hoping there would be another way."

His voice became low, as if he was thinking of some distant memory.

"…That's why I think I can only rely on a 『miracle』…"

"Of course, a method that you don't know about yourself cannot be included in your wish. If you want to save the world, you can only use the means you know to achieve it."

The mechanical voice cruelly denied Emiya Kiritsugu's wish.

"Nonsense! This... How can this be called a miracle!?"

"Of course it is a miracle. What you have wished for but could never accomplish alone will be accomplished on a scale that is beyond human power. If this is not a miracle, then what is it?"

Outside the image, Lin En turned around and looked at the dazed Altria.

"Hey! Lynn, if I make a wish to the Holy Grail to save Britain, how will the Holy Grail fulfill my wish?"

Altria spoke softly, and it seemed as if she was mumbling to herself.

Lynn answered calmly:

"The easiest way is to destroy the entire world and then simulate the old scenery of Britain."

"But the Holy Grail now cannot bring the dead back to life. By then, what will be left alive in this world will probably be some kind of soulless debris!"

"The Holy Grail now?"