Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

It's precisely because we don't understand that we take this as a blessing.

"I know."

Novia smiled and strode forward. The children who had become vengeful spirits behind him had disappeared, leaving only the foggy city that would forever be etched here with him.

Then, Novia appeared in the real house, while Jack the Ripper, who was a collection of resentment, had turned into blue specks of light and gradually dissipated.

Although Liu Daolingxia knew absolutely nothing about magic, she managed to understand in that short time that everything before her was an extremely dreamlike existence. Therefore, she didn't shout or scream, but was just a little bewildered.

"It's a piano."

"Um, um...yes, that's right."

Liu Daolingxia responded to Novia's words in a daze, referring to the grand piano placed in the room.

"Is this yours?"

"Um... I used to play a lot..."

That was when Liu Daolingxia's real parents were still alive. Although she misses it, she doesn't want to go back to that time because she feels she doesn't deserve such a happy life, at least not for her now.

Would you mind if I played a little?

"I don't mind at all."

Novia sat down in the chair, then placed his hands on the piano keys, thinking about what pieces he could play... After all, he hadn't learned much, only relying on his memory. However, he thought about it and remembered that he often heard a certain piece when he was in the orphanage, so he could play it now.

He began to play the piano. The melody was very gentle, not sad, but with a slightly heart-wrenching feeling; not happy, but with a sense of peace.

Liu Daolingxia listened with great concentration. Having played the piano since childhood, although she hadn't touched it for a long time, she naturally knew the name of the piece.

The seventh piece in the "Childhood Scenes" series is "Traumerei," which in German means "dream."

The artistic conception narrates people's beautiful childhood dreams and expresses the warmth, profundity and sweetness of the ideal world.

However, Liu Daolingxia could tell that Novia's playing was slightly worse, or at least that her level was not as good as her own.

I don't know if it was intentional or just like that.

After Novia finished playing, he invited Liu Dao Lingxia to play a piece as well. Perhaps it was because Novia had played the Dream Song, or perhaps because she was also good at the Dream Song, but in any case, she also played the Dream Song.

It started with a crisp 'dong' sound, which echoed throughout the room.

"......Mother?"

Even though she didn't sense anyone other than Novia, Rokudo Reika's throat automatically made a sound.

For some reason, she saw the dazzling sunlight shining down, the waves rolling, and heard the sound of water rising and falling, sometimes near, sometimes far.

Then--

She felt as if she saw some illusory light and shadow... and also, she saw light, the light of the sun.

It was somewhat similar to what I had seen long ago when my biological parents were still alive, as I walked home with them along the road.

Why do I feel this way?

That time I saw the real sun; the light and colors I saw at that moment were completely different from what I remembered.

But... they really do look alike.

The reason we can be so sure is probably because of our eyes.

It really reminded me of the last time I saw my parents when I was a child, of their clear, innocent eyes as they looked at me.

"what....."

In that instant, Liu Daolingxia understood what she was feeling.

It wasn't a fantasy; it was real parents applauding at me, along with my daughter whom I only spent a short time with.

Oh, I see. I... can still play the piano.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad. I now know how to keep living."

Liu Daolingxia's voice was a little hoarse, and her cheeks were wet without her noticing, even though she didn't seem to be crying.

Alright, wipe away your tears, lift your head, Xiaolingxia, and play your favorite piece, the one you were once so proud of.

Then, live a good life, my child.

When Rokudo Reika opened her eyes again, she was the only one left in the house. Even the body of Sagara Hyoma, who had died, and the bloodstains had been cleaned up.

Then she pushed open the door, took a deep breath of the cold air with all her might, exhaled white mist, and looked up at the Tokyo sky:

"Thank you! I will definitely live well!"

The first group to exit the pseudo-holy grail is the Black Assassin, Jack the Ripper, and his Master, Rokudou Reika.

......

At this moment, Novia is walking on the streets of Shinjuku, Tokyo, pondering how to reach the center of this Holy Grail War: Romania.

Or maybe we should call out to Melusin or Typhon... but let's not. There are so many planes flying around these days, it wouldn't be good if it affected the people on the plane.

Even though I'm undocumented here, I can still manage to travel by plane using a few hints...

It would be great if there were doors that could be opened and closed simultaneously.

Just as Novia was thinking this, he noticed blue light floating in mid-air above the three-square-meter room from the grass in front of him, forming a pseudo-magic circle. Then, as if boiling, the blue light spots condensed and slowly turned into a physical form.

Novia's reaction was rather indifferent, because this was a heroic spirit summoning ritual, one he had not only witnessed but also used before...

However, when he looked at his hand, he realized that the Command Seals seemed to have appeared while he was thinking.

However, Jack has already left the stage, so it's impossible to add another assassin. The extra class for Fa is Jeanne d'Arc as the Arbiter, but isn't she a possessor?

Novia, watching all this, was puzzled but also curious about which Servant had suddenly arrived. And indeed, the person who appeared next was someone he knew.

Let's just say it is—

The blonde girl hugged him tightly, screaming in astonishment:

"elder brother!"

Abigail Williams, though a living person, appears as an Arrival.

At the same time, the three people in Avalonne who were having a good time talking stared at each other in disbelief at Abigail who had suddenly disappeared.

"...Huh? Where's Abby? How did she just disappear like that?!"

Bavan Shih was at a loss, fearing that something might happen to Abigail, Favia's sister.

"Could it be that the 'door' has been opened?"

"Merry explained thoughtfully."

"What is... a 'door'?"

"When Little Abby came, he came through a door, and the aura of that door was clearly not something that originated from this planet."

Hearing Meryl's words, Bavan Shi recalled the terrifying image of Abigail in her white-haired form on that island, wielding tentacles...

"A follower of a foreign god, is that right?"

“That’s right, that’s right. I didn’t expect you to figure it out at a glance, Traloc. As expected of an elf with the power of a chief god, hmm, you South American gods are really generous.”

"Let's skip the formalities." The black-haired girl glanced coldly at the grinning Meryl through her eyes. "If there's nothing else, I'll take Bavan Shi back."

Tralock learned from Bavan Shi that Abigail was Favia's sister, which is why she agreed to stay and listen to Meryl and the others' conversation. But since Abigail is no longer here, she and Bavan Shi have no obligation to stay any longer.

"Okay, okay, come play again next time! I'll always welcome you, Mary!"

The Flower Magician didn't try to stop her too much. She was eager to use Typhon's perspective to see what Novia was doing. If she didn't feel that entering Novia's dream would definitely be discovered, she would have gone in long ago.

"By the way, Mary, what's Abby doing here?"

When she heard Bavan Shi ask this question, Meryl's originally calm heart suddenly stirred, and she couldn't help but smile.

Then, she said rather casually, "Ah, it seems like it's her brother who's here."

Then when Meryl saw the way Bavan Shi and Tralock looked at each other, she knew she had made the right bet and could continue watching the big battle!

......

Popular foreign music is playing in a cafe in Shinjuku.

Among the many customers spending a quiet afternoon in the shop, you can also see people with happy faces listening to music.

However, the two people who had just arrived at the store didn't pay much attention to the music.

"Brother, you participated in the Holy Grail War?"

Abigail drank her sugary beverage, oblivious to the melody flowing around her.

The space where the two were located was not actually enchanted, but it was indeed as if they were in a barrier. There was only absolute peace and tranquility in the space.

Abigail should have been still talking with Bavan Shi, Tralock, and Merry, but for a moment she felt the call from the 'key,' and immediately knew it was her brother—

I'm sorry, Sister Bawan Shi, Sister Traloko, I'll let you see my brother first.

With that thought in mind, the blonde girl vanished from that spot instantly through the medium.

And as she expected, the person she met was her own brother.

After a brief conversation, Abby learned that Novia was going to see the Holy Grail War in this world.

"Because someone said it was something related to me."

Novia, who was sitting opposite Abby, nodded.

Since learning that this was Fa's Holy Grail War, the Jewel King has said that it was related to him, which is completely undeniable.

The mastermind is Amakusa, a Christian, and Joan of Arc will also appear, also from the Church. Grand Duke Vlad III is known as the "Shield of Christianity".

Besides, he knew many people, such as Siegfried, Fran who recognized him as his grandfather, and Astolfo.

And then there are those I don't know, but who I'm sure I'll meet familiar faces: Chiron, Achilles, Atalanta from Greece, after all, I hold full authority over Rome...

As for Mordred, Spartacus, and Avisbro, although I don't know them personally, they have some connection...

The only people who would say they don't recognize them are probably the Empress, Shakespeare, and Karna.

"A ritual that brings miracles and fulfills wishes... Okay, Abby, I'll try my best. Abby, I'll open the door and go to Romania with my brother."

The blonde girl clenched her fists and said with a determined expression.

"Well, but before that, I'll give them a bouquet of flowers."

All Servants who participate in the Holy Grail War will receive it, even Amakusa Shirou, the mastermind behind it all.

Although the judge who waited for sixty years made a mistake, he set out for the 'happiness' of mankind and to save humanity. However, everyone is most cruel when they believe they are doing 'justice'.

"Hey, hey, hey, flowers?! Why didn't Abby get any?! I was the first one! Brother, you're not being fair! Abby's angry, I'm not opening the door!"

"Alright, alright, I'll give you the flowers first..."

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263: You are the sun! (5k)

A corner of Bucharest, the capital of Romania.

On Victoria Avenue, which runs north-south through the city, somewhere among the old churches and important historical buildings that have preserved several old city streets, stands a man and a woman who, at first glance, can be roughly regarded as a brother and sister.

"Brother, the pancakes are delicious."

"I said, taking a bite of the steaming hot pancake I had just received," the blonde girl said.

"Ah."

The silver-haired man answered and took a bite of the pancake in his hand.

The two were Novia and Abigail, who had just arrived in Bucharest, the capital of Romania, from Shinjuku, Tokyo.

That's right, just from, literally 'just from,' after Abigail's 'door,' the two of them came here from the far east.

"Although the taste is okay, Abby, the one I made myself is also very good. I'll make another one for you later, brother."

Novia nodded and finished the flatbread in one go.

"I see. Then I'll look forward to it."

The expressions on the face of the man and woman were bright and full of life, making them look dazzling.