Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

On a hill not far from the Matou family's mountain villa.

Solomon, who often appears here overlooking the Matou family's mountain villa, appears here again.

"Sure enough, on this day, my clairvoyance...both the past and the future have become difficult to observe...So, Miss Sakura, what will you do next?"

What is Sakura going to do?

Of course, it is to deal with the current situation.

Although she didn't know how much trouble that scythe had caused her, there was something more important before Sakura, that was Wang Hassan... Why wasn't he leaving? Was he really planning to chop her down?

"Huh~ I guess this will temporarily solve the problem of inhibition... Then, you, the old man of the mountain, what do you want to do?"

37. A rare relaxation...

The mountain villa of the Matou family.

After comforting her mother and sister in one breath and brewing a pot of magic potion for her cheap father, Sakura finally had time to take a break.

So much happened in just over an hour today.

The Tohsaka family, the power of inhibition, King Hassan... so many problems came together in a short period of time, even the strong-hearted Sakura couldn't help but feel tired.

What's even more outrageous is...

In the mountain villa, in the low-profile workshop that Sakura uses to train and practice magic.

Sakura, with obvious fatigue on her face, was enjoying Kurumi's unprofessional massage while staring blankly at the Command Seal on the back of her hand...

Yes, the Command Spell.

Sakura, who didn't want to participate in the Holy Grail War at all, was forced to join this Holy Grail War that she had to lose.

Her servant...is naturally King Hassan who forced her to join this war.

"Training... Hehe... Sister Kuang San, do you know... that old man Shan Zhiong asked me to join the Holy Grail War just to train me..."

Listening to Sakura's complaints and looking at her tearful expression, Kurumi, who had always been by Sakura's side and had personally experienced the 'game' between Sakura and Wang Hassan, couldn't help but feel excited, and then with a slightly infatuated look, she unconsciously reached out and pinched Sakura's face.

"Um.....what are you doing, Sister Kuang San? This is very uncomfortable..."

"Hehe, I just suddenly felt that you were very cute just now, Sakura...I couldn't help it."

She leaned down and put her chin on Sakura's not-so-broad shoulder. Although this position was a little uncomfortable for Kuang San, she felt that her heart became quite relaxed and peaceful at this moment...

"It's very heavy, Sister Kuang San, I'm less than 6 years old..."

Although Kurumi's figure is generally slender, the weight of a human head is not something that Sakura's small body can easily bear.

Of course, if Sakura uses Qi to strengthen herself, she can temporarily elevate herself to the top level among adult humans, but this is just a normal prank between "girlfriends", and there is no need to use Qi anyway.

"Xiaoying, stop talking and let me lean on you..."

"Well....."

'Suddenly I came to a strange environment, and suddenly I had to obey strange people... Even though I have a good relationship with Kuang San, Kuang San must be very nervous and tired these days.'

With this thought in mind, Sakura gently turned her body, and then in front of Kurumi's somewhat surprised eyes, she gently placed Kurumi's head on her thighs.

He knelt on the thick mat, his cheek resting on Sakura's thigh, which felt a little fleshy but very elastic.

At this moment, with the help of Sakura's pillow on her knees, Kurumi's tense nerves since she was summoned were gradually smoothed out...

"I really can fall asleep like this... Grandpa, please help me and give me that blanket."

A strong hand touched Sakura's head, and two thin blankets with cartoon patterns covered part of Sakura and Kurumi's bodies respectively.

After taking off his armor, King Hassan, who looked like a tall and kind grandfather like her own grandfather, appeared beside Sakura.

"Yingru, you should take a rest during this break. You won't have much time to rest on the road ahead."

I don't know if Wang Hassan is talking about the remaining days of the Holy Grail War, or Sakura's future path...

Sakura did not ask any questions about this. She was already exhausted both physically and mentally, so she fell asleep without saying a word and without any defense in front of Wang Hassan, who was like her own grandfather.

Just after Sakura and Kurumi fell asleep in an atmosphere of trust and relaxation.

In the room arranged for Aoi Tousaka to live in the mountain villa.

Not long after drinking the magic potion, Tōsaka Tokiomi finally woke up slowly.

“Tokiomi...Tokiomi....”

"Um... Aoi... I am..."

Perhaps the wounds on his body have not yet healed completely, or perhaps the effect of the potion has not yet completely worn off.

Toosaka Tokiomi, who had just opened his eyes, looked very confused.

However, Toosaka Tokiomi's confusion lasted for a short while. Just when Rin called out "Dad" and happily threw herself on Toosaka Tokiomi, Toosaka Tokiomi finally regained consciousness.

He instinctively hugged Rin who was lying on top of him, and then with Aoi's help, he sat up on the bed.

At this moment, Tousaka Tokiomi's face regained its elegance once again...

However, the calm confidence he once had seemed to disappear from Tōsaka Tokiomi's face.

"Aoi, you've worked hard...Rin, I'm sorry that your father made you worry..."

Hearing her father's familiar and gentle voice, Rin at this moment just pressed her head tightly against Tokiomi's chest, while Aoi on the side hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Honey...."

"I lost. I'm out of this Holy Grail War..."

Having said this, Tokiomi slowly pulled out the hand that had lost its palm from the quilt, and then continued with a wry smile.

"This is a complete failure... I, Tōsaka Tokiomi, really don't have that kind of talent. I can't even control a tool like a Servants..."

"Honey....stop talking."

As the wife of Toshiomi Toosaka and a member of the magic world herself, Aoi Toosaka knows very well how important the Holy Grail War, the long-cherished wish of the Toshiomi family... these things are to Toshiomi Toosaka.

Therefore, Aoi is really afraid that if Tōsaka Tokiomi continues to say this, he will never recover.

"An Xinkui, although this failure has dealt me ​​a heavy blow, don't worry, I can accept it..."

Having said that, Tōsaka Tokiomi stuffed his severed hand back into the quilt, then lowered his head to look at Rin, who was lying on his chest with tears on her face.

"After all, the Tousaka family still has a future, right, Aoi..."

Looking at her young daughter, Aoi nodded slightly heavily, and then fell into silence.

The identity of the wife of the Tosaka family and the modesty that Tosaka Aoi insisted on, could not let her refute Tosaka Tokiomi, but...Tosaka Tokiomi's plan still made Aoi fall into worry about the future...

Tōsaka Tokiomi also noticed his wife's behavior.

But just like the time when Toosaka Tokiomi decided to send Sakura away, Toosaka Tokiomi believed that his wife would eventually understand his decision.

Therefore, Tōsaka Tokiomi did not say anything to Aoi, but raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Rin's eyes.

"cold."

"Dad....I'm so glad you're safe."

38. The Uruk Cup and the Battle

In the wealthy area of ​​Fuyuki City, in the makeshift magic workshop built by the Lord of the Clock Tower.

Mordred, dressed in a cool outfit, was eating snacks out of boredom while watching a boring show on TV that did not attract him at all.

This Holy Grail War was indeed quite good for her. Not only did she meet her father whom she had longed for, but she also got the opportunity to realize her wish.

Although the Master was somewhat duplicity and his personality seemed a little odd and not straightforward enough to her, Kenneth was considered pretty good among the Masters in other aspects.

All in all, Mordred was still satisfied with the current situation.

It would be even better if she could be allowed to warm up before the final battle with her father.

Just as Mordred was watching the TV program boredly, with all sorts of random thoughts in his mind.

A guy covered in gold came...

After Gilgamesh destroyed the Tōsaka residence and deceived Kotomine Kirei.

Naturally, we need to find a place to serve as a temporary resting place.

As for this shabby place like Fuyuki City, there were only so many places that could match his image as an ace hero. He didn't know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement.

Gilgamesh happened to bring Kotomine Kirei to this wealthy area at this time.

“Tsk, is a church that worships scum worthy of being my bedroom? Kirei, stop making such a clumsy joke.”

Following behind Gilgamesh, who was dressed in casual clothes, Kotomine Kirei, who had a happy smile on his face and large patches of blood stains on his body that had not been cleaned up, shrugged indifferently.

"But don't you think it's fun to live in God's house... I'll go back alone if you're jealous..."

As Kotomine Kirei spoke, he glanced vaguely at the house not far away that made him feel something was wrong, then turned around without a care in the world and walked towards the direction of the Fuyuki City Church.

As a former agent, Kotomine Kirei is not very familiar with the tricks of magicians, but they are partially engraved in his DNA.

Therefore, it was not surprising at all that Kotomine Kirei discovered Marisbury and Kenneth's temporary magic workshop. After all, according to the secret rules of the magic world, most magic workshops would have suggestive magic arranged around them to prevent ordinary people from entering by mistake.

Looking at Kotomine Kirei's departing back, Gilgamesh touched his chin with interest.

"He is indeed an interesting bastard... But he wants to treat me as a clown... Naive."

If Kotomine Kirei could see it, let alone Gilgamesh.

As early as Gilgamesh stepped into this wealthy area, he had already discovered Marisbury and Kenneth's temporary workshop.

"Come out, or are you planning to play your unoriginal tricks in front of me?"

Slowly walking out of the yard at the side and coming straight to Gilgamesh, Solomon took off his hood in front of Gilgamesh without any airs, revealing his face.

"King of Heroes, I don't think there's any need for us to introduce ourselves, right?"

"Tsk, Miscellaneous Cultivator...you're asking even though you already know the answer."

Although the expression on his face seemed to show disdain for Solomon, Gilgamesh's subsequent actions undoubtedly showed that even he was deeply afraid of Solomon.

Golden ripples spread out, and a golden cup floated out from the ripples.

The "Holy Grail" that has been pursued by countless people in history was brought to Solomon by Gilgamesh.

"Oh~ Is this the Uruk Cup..."

"Hmph, remember to return it to me after use."

Looking at Gilgamesh with a 'tsundere' look on his face, Solomon put away the Uruk cup in his hand, smiled and nodded, as if to tell Gilgamesh that he would return it after use.

"Then, tell me, my Lord, why did I give you the Holy Grail?"

At first glance, Gilgamesh's words seemed strange. After all, the Great Cup of Uruk was just handed to Solomon by Gilgamesh himself. Didn't Gilgamesh know why he gave it to him?

But it wouldn't be surprising if there was such a thing as clairvoyance.

Although Gilgamesh and Solomon's clairvoyance was damaged by the Scythe of Chronos, it became almost impossible for them to observe the future.

But the two people who possess the top-level clairvoyance can still occasionally see some key fragments about themselves.

This is why Gilgamesh took out the Uruk Cup directly after meeting Solomon.

"I'm sorry, King of Heroes, but I don't know the answer to that either. My current state is no different from yours."

"Tsk... Those two bastards of restraint... Forget it. Since I saw that I would lend it to you, there is no reason for me to take it back... But..."

"Please say."

"Before that fake object appears, please do not disturb my game again."

Gilgamesh stared at Solomon's face, which always had a gentle smile on it, with his red eyes. At this moment, he became serious for the first time and released the true fierce fighting spirit of a king.

Facing Gilgamesh's fierce fighting spirit, Solomon, who looked like a gentle gentleman at this moment, raised his hand to wipe the ring on his left index finger, and then asked with a serious face.

"Are you going to save me for last... the main course?"

"Maybe it's dessert after dinner!"

Just as Gilgamesh and Solomon were becoming hostile to each other.