Shirou Emiya stands on the Terra continent

Amiya, who was caught in the middle, hurriedly stopped the quarrel between the two.

"..."

Emiya and W looked at Amiya, then turned their heads away and stopped looking at each other.

Boom...The sound of a car engine rang out, and W drove the car back in the direction they had just come from.

As for Emiya, he sat in the back seat, closed his eyes and took a short rest.

He hasn't closed his eyes for three days, and he doesn't know how long he will be busy after he returns.

Amiya and W in the car saw Emiya's current condition from the rearview mirror. W snorted lightly and concentrated on driving.

If the little rabbit hadn't been unable to find someone to help drive, she wouldn't have bothered to come.

As for the bomb on the hood of the car before departure?

She didn't know who had done it, but she tore it down before she left.

"Is he in bad condition?"

After driving for a short distance, W noticed that there was something wrong with Amiya's expression, so he asked about it.

"…very bad, it could disappear at any time."

Amiya said after glancing at the rearview mirror.

At this time, not only was Emiya's physical condition not optimistic, but the data sent back from the data ring on his left hand was also not optimistic.

Amiya knew very well that the current Emiya was a castle made of sand.

Although it looks tall and solid, it actually falls apart at the slightest touch.

But... there is no other choice. There is no better candidate in Rhodes Island.

The only one I can rely on is Emiya.

They can only rely on that person, whose own existence seems a little ethereal.

"Tsk, let the doctor and that old woman take a good look at what they did?"

After hearing what Amiya said, W was too lazy to say more about this.

Anyway, it must be the fault of those two people. We need to let them see how they forced a promising young man into this state.

Thinking back to when she first met him, he was such a nice guy that she even imagined him to be Theresa.

What now?

The evil spirit of Rhodes Island, huh?

"There's nothing we can do about it. The only one in Rhodes Island who can fight against the Kaijis is Emiya. Mental pollution can cause too much damage to people."

Amiya knew this was wrong.

Emiya is almost holding on.

She shouldn't force someone to fight who could dissipate at any moment.

But there's really no other way.

The Deep Sea Operators and Agor Operators in Rhodes Island had left long ago, and the remaining ones were operators who didn't know much about Kaiji.

Whenever there are other options, Amiya will ask the Doctor and Dr. Kal'tsit to replace her.

As for now...it's all up to Emiya alone.

"I told you, it's okay."

From behind, Emiya's deep voice was heard.

He just squinted his eyes and rested for a while, but he didn't fall asleep completely.

He still heard the conversation between the two.

The two people in front also knew that they were awake, so they said so much.

I just want to give myself a break and stabilize my body first.

But there is no time for him to rest now.

"Yes, yes, you glass doll, go to sleep and stop talking, okay?"

After hearing what Emiya said, W, who was in the driver's seat, immediately retorted.

Although I know you are awake, it is wrong for you to interrupt.

"..."

Emiya was silent for a moment, then continued to narrow his eyes.

"Ahahahaha... Miss W, you're the only one who can convince Emiya."

Seeing this, Amiya smiled awkwardly.

She had known for a long time that W and Emiya would not get along, but there was nothing she could do. Before setting off, a potato smiley face bomb was installed on the car and you could tell who did it at a glance. Some people are just a little stubborn and always say they don't want to care or are too lazy to care, but they still used this method to exchange for the right to drive Emiya.

In the words of the Doctor, this is tsundere?

But it’s better this way, the other operators can’t persuade Emiya, and only W, who is more outspoken, can be persuaded.

I don’t know whether this is a good or bad thing.

The car continued to drive, and the atmosphere inside remained quiet.

Soon, a huge city appeared in the distance - the Ark.

The Ark, built by Dr. Kal'tsit with the previous civilization obtained through transactions between the giant beasts and the beast masters on this land, belongs to the remaining humans.

Noah's Ark carrying the last hope of life.

The Ark carrying the Terran civilization to tomorrow.

No matter which one it is, in Emiya's opinion, they are not that good.

But Kal'tsit still chose these two words as the name of the city.

Any one of those civilized technologies and techniques could make a person famous, or even ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, but now they have become a cage that traps the rest of humanity.

A cage that can defend against the sea, impregnable...

What Emiya has to do is simple: buy time to build this cage and find a way to effectively defeat Kaiji.

He has a way, which can be effectively dealt with by using Gan Jiang and Mo Ye's gun to attack.

Maybe it could work if it was a Noble Phantasm, but one sword can only kill two Kaisi at most, so it's not very efficient.

If he has enough magic power, he could use continuous projection layers and fantasy collapse, but his body might not be able to bear it.

Now we can only hope that the Haisi cells he brought back can be used to develop targeted weapons.

There was a moment of silence in the car. Only W, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was driving while humming a tune that came from nowhere.

Amiya, sitting in the passenger seat, was holding a terminal in her hand, sorting out the documents that she would hand over to the doctor for review later.

Although Emiya in the back seat narrowed his eyes slightly, he was still alert to his surroundings at all times.

Although W and Amiya were there, he still remained alert.

Although he couldn't remember it clearly, he just felt that he should do this.

Memory and the like...are a bit far away for him.

But it doesn't matter. If he can use his own past to pave the way for the future for Amiya and others, it doesn't matter if he takes it all.

01 That day, Penguin Logistics picked up...

The sound of metal colliding was heard, and his consciousness became slightly clearer.

"Shirou, don't give up, you must defeat that golden guy..."

Whose voice is that?

"Shirou, I was really happy when you called me that day."

Called...who?

"Emiya Shirou! Now that you've taken────'s hand, don't let go! Stay alive! And defeat that guy!"

Whose hand did you hold?

"May I ask, are you my Master?"

Master? Who? Are you talking about me?

Countless voices rang in my mind, followed by scenes flashing by.

A blond knight in a blue and silver knight outfit holding a golden sword, a white-haired man in a red coat holding a black and white double sword, a little girl with white hair and red eyes like a snow elf, and a girl with black hair and twin ponytails...

The scene continued, but he couldn't remember the names of those people.

"Shirou, what are we having for dinner tonight?"

A brown-haired woman asked as she lay down at the dining table.

"Senior, you will catch a cold if you sleep here, right?"

A purple-haired girl said so.

"You've gone too far. You're going to collapse if you continue like this, okay?"

A blue-haired boy wearing glasses said so.

"Congratulations, you are the winner of this Holy Grail War. You can do whatever you want with the Holy Grail."

A priest who looked quite badass and annoying announced his victory, covered in blood.

Holy Grail War…?

Ah, yes, the Holy Grail must be destroyed, otherwise it will fulfill the wish of that golden guy...

No... the Holy Grail has been destroyed. It was with the help of that guy's arm that Saber's golden sword was projected, and he sacrificed his own life to destroy the Holy Grail.

So he should be able to rest now, right? He was so tired and his body ached, as if something had pierced his body, and his head was the same, his memory was fragmented.

Tingling, cold, dizzy, breathless.

Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump, but he could still feel his own heartbeat.

Consciousness is gradually returning, followed by more images.

"Saber, complete your mission."

Facing the Holy Grail oozing black mud, he chose to let Saber finish what she was supposed to do.

“I want to be a partner in justice.”

He declared this while pointing the knife at Archer.

"I want to be Sakura's only righteous partner."

On a rainy night, he declared this while holding the crying Sakura in his arms.

"I hope you can be happy."

He held the hand of Miyu, who was wearing a dress on the altar, and prayed like this.

Although everyone inside is Shirou Emiya, none of them is him, but their memories continue to pour in.

Where do these memories come from?

He didn't know, he couldn't think. As memories continued to flood in, he no longer cared about the pain in his body. He felt like there were a lot of ants crawling in his brain, making him itchy, hot, and painful. It was very uncomfortable.

"If this can prevent anyone from crying..."

Wearing combat uniform, he looked at the blue ball of light in front of him and muttered to himself.

"Did you escape? Did you escape to hell! Sesshōin Kiara!"

He was suppressed by many people, but he still roared at the body of the woman lying on the ground in front of him.

The picture kept flickering.

In one of them, he faced his fate of death calmly and stood on the execution platform calmly.

Dong──the scene changes.