My mother's love song

Looking at his old friend who had lost his son in old age, Tōsaka Tokiomi sighed, "Father Risei, please accept my condolences."

Kotomine Kirei nodded and sat down beside him.

"Father Risei, so the final winner of the Holy Grail will be the boy who defeated Archer?"

"Ahh... The only surviving Servants that can be observed now are the boy's two servants, Lancer and Caster.

As long as he uses the Command Spell to kill one of his Servants, the Holy Grail will descend."

Father Risei frowned and narrowed his eyes as if he found it incredible.

"It's just... a little strange."

"What's wrong?"

"Although the monitoring magic device used by the church to observe the soul base of the servants shows that five servants have died, in fact, the corresponding souls have not been injected into the Holy Grail."

"Did we make a mistake somewhere?" Toosaka Tokiomi asked.

"impossible."

Kotomine Risei asserted that this was not his first time supervising the Holy Grail War.

As early as 60 years ago, he was already the judge of the Third Holy Grail War.

"There are only four servants' souls in the Holy Grail right now."

There was a squeak.

Just as Kotomine Rizheng was speaking, the door of the church was suddenly pushed open, and the cold air from outside blew in, stinging Tokiomi and Rizheng, who had their backs turned, and they instinctively hunched their shoulders.

"Hmm... It's great that everyone is here."

A melodious female voice sounded, "It saves me the trouble of looking for them one by one. After all, my activity time is very precious."

"!?"

Tōsaka Tokiomi turned around and saw a slender, silver-haired woman with a doll-like exquisite beauty standing at the door.

"You are from Einzbern..."

Tousaka Tokiomi knew her. She was the humanoid container that Einzbern prepared for this Holy Grail War.

just

The woman who now appeared before them had a completely different aura and aura from the one they had observed with their familiars before.

That expressionless and beautiful face seemed to be sneering, and that laughter was not even directed at itself but at all of humanity.

Tōsaka Tokiomi felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen.

"Einzbern's magician, answer me... why are you here!?"

The black girl said calmly.

“I am here to clean up the filth hidden in the church.

The Holy Grail War is a sacred ritual, and cheaters must face judgment [Satan]. "

"!"

At the moment when they both realized that the woman in front of them was extremely dangerous, Tōsaka Tokiomi and Kotomine Riseng took action.

The magician raised the cane that was placed beside the bench and used the huge ruby ​​inlaid on the top of the cane to cast a spell of fire.

"Intensiveeinascherung [Give my enemies a harsh cremation]"

Following Tokiomi's second chant, a magic circle depicting the image of the Tōsaka family crest appeared in the void, and dancing scorching flames spewed toward Irisviel.

At the same time, the figure of Ri Zheng, who was sitting next to him just now, also disappeared out of thin air.

The old priest rushed towards the entrance with a self-sacrificing posture.

Don't judge a book by its cover. This man, who served as an arbitrator in two Holy Grail Wars, had attainments in Bajiquan that surpassed even those of his son Kotomine Kirei.

Judging from his martial arts skills alone, he might have already reached the level of a master close to a heroic spirit.

Martial arts and magic, two of humanity's top powers, simultaneously attacked the black silhouette of Irisviel.

"Two grown men actually attacked a child like me. That's too much."

Amid the girl’s flirtatious and charming voice, Tokiomi and Risei’s attacks came to an abrupt halt.

"I've already told you that I hate cheaters the most."

A silent black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Irisviel and blocked the attack.

He casually took Kotomine Rizheng's punch, which was strong enough to shatter a wall, with his palm, and the fire snake released by Tōsaka Tokiomi dissipated in the air before it could even touch his body.

"You are... Impossible! You should have already left the stage...!"

"Two against two, now it's fair."

Irisviel put her hands behind her back and looked at the stunned magician and priest with a smile.

"Magician, priest, please be careful. This man's power becomes three times stronger only at night."

The door of the church was closed, and the Black Knight pulled out the inverted Holy Sword of the Sun from the void.

Chapter 093 The Day the Goddess Arrives

"Um, cough."

Altria came back to her senses from her trance, cleared her throat, and spoke to the young man above her.

"Um, Master...can you come down now?"

The Knight King's voice was unusually calm, but that didn't mean she was calm inside. Rather, she was suppressing her shyness and appearing calm.

"Ah, um... okay, sorry."

Rhodes, immersed in happiness and satisfaction, finally reacted and loosened his tightly grasped hand.

He nodded obediently and lay down obediently beside the King of Knights.

"Anyway…thank you for tonight, Lancer."

"He suddenly became so polite. Are all boys like this... Hehe, what an interesting reaction."

Altria chuckled and placed her hands on the boy's messy hair.

The soft black hair flowed along her slender white fingertips, and she stroked it very gently.

"…Let's go to sleep?"

"Ah."

Rhodes turned over and faced her.

"Goodnight, Altria."

Altria leaned forward slightly, and Rhodes followed suit.

Their lips touched lightly, then separated immediately.

"Good night, Master."

……

……

……

Irisviel opened her eyes and looked around.

It feels very strange now. The consciousness is infinitely vivid, but it is impossible to think clearly.

Many scenes flew past her eyes, like a kaleidoscope of chaotic scenes.

The familiar snow scene repeats itself over and over again.

It tells the story of a family that sealed everything they had in the city of severe winter.

At this point, she finally remembered that what she was overlooking was the Einzbern family's two thousand years of searching for the Holy Grail.

The original Justisa.

And the artificial humans created based on her.

A false life created by the secret art of alchemy, a consumable humanoid produced and used to fulfill an unattainable wish.

Their sighs and despair made Irisviel’s heart tighten.

If there is a place where these scenes can be seen, it must be at the focus of all disputes, inside the witness of everything.

Irisviel finally understood.

He was inside the Holy Grail.

The Holy Grail of Mount Enzo where the Winter Saint is buried.

This is the final destination of all past Justisa clones.

So, I am sharing their pain.

But is it really like that?

"Why are you crying, Mother?"

When she came to her senses, Irisviel found herself in her daughter's room, protected by the warmth of the fireplace.

There is cold wind and snow outside the window.

The wind was howling, and the little hands grasped the mother's arms tightly for protection.

"Mother, I had a nightmare. Illya turned into a wine glass."

Despite her fear, Illya looked at her with trust in her red eyes.

"There are seven big pieces in Illya's heart. When Illya felt like she was about to break, and was very scared but unable to escape, she heard the voice of Lady Justisisa..."

As she watched the adorable face of the little girl beside her gradually become wet with tears, Irisviel did not hug her daughter tightly, but a question flashed through her mind.

If this is the dream that unfolds from within the Holy Grail

So now that the container has not yet been filled to the brim with the souls of the heroes, who exactly am I inside the Holy Grail?

Who am I who is dreaming?

Suddenly, the snow outside the window stopped.

Blending into the darkness of the night was a swirling mass of thick black mud.

She was neither scared nor surprised, just calmly understanding and watching all this, as the mud seeped in from all sides of the room, dripped from the chimney, and slowly soaked under her feet.

Yes, there is an answer to the trivial question of who I am.

From the very beginning, she was not Irisviel.

It is neither a replica of the Winter Saint, nor a false evil god hidden in the Holy Grail.

“Ahh…hahaha, hahahaha.”

In an instant, the burning mud that clung to her body elegantly dyed her skirt black.

The noble red eyes turned into muddy gold.

The pure black saint grabbed Illyasviel's slender neck.

She whispered gently into the ear of the frightened little girl.

"I'm sorry... Illyasviel doesn't need it. It's not necessary for me."

Among the numerous artificial humans, only Irisviel has special emotions, or humanity.

That is the kindness of being a mother.

However, Black Alice's personality does not have such a thing.

She doesn't love anyone except herself.

In the distant future, in a parallel world, there "once" was a woman who absorbed the omniscience and omnipotence [Crown of Ten Kings] originated from Beast, and eventually grew into a demonic Bodhisattva [Third Outer Dharma Heaven of Joy and Freedom].

The true devil, Kiara Shashouin, desires everything in this world.

The existence of Black Irisviel is very similar to her.