Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Seeing Tōsaka Tokiomi like this, the excitement he had felt because he was about to kill his teacher with his own hands had disappeared, and he was instead a little at a loss.

"So... it's Kirei. What? Are you here to kill me?"

Seeing Kotomine Kirei approaching, Tōsaka Tokiomi gave a bitter smile.

Not long ago, he was filled with rage towards this traitor and wanted to punish him personally, but now he was unmoved and instead felt a little bored.

When a person loses everything, he will not care about those small gains. I guess that's the truth.

"Yes."

Kotomine Kirei answered in tacit agreement.

Originally, he came to check out the matter out of curiosity because he was unable to contact Emiya Kiritsugu.

On the way, he thought, what would happen if he killed Tōsaka Tokiomi himself? What would his teacher's expression be like before he was killed by his own apprentice? Such exciting thoughts made his calm heart start to throb a little.

But when he saw the completely different Tōsaka Tokiomi, who was depressed and had lost his will, the excitement suddenly disappeared.

"I see... But I may not even be worth being killed by you...

Tōsaka Tokiomi stretched out his hand and stared blankly at the night sky, muttering to himself.

I lost...

He was actually beaten down by that guy Matou Kariya.

Is it a shame? Of course it is a shame. A descendant of a famous family like me was defeated by a heretic who abandoned the way of magic. Is there anything more shameful than this?

No matter what means he used, even if it was using fireproof clothing or mass-produced treasures, the fact was that he had never fought for it, and his self-esteem would not allow him to escape.

Besides, that bastard is gone, and he will never have a chance to win it back. This shameful failure will haunt him forever.

So...what else is there to say?

So, he made a decision.

"I give an order in the name of the First Command Spell to replenish Gilgamesh's magic power."

"Return with the second stroke of the Command Spell."

"I give the order with the last stroke of the Command Seal. Gilgamesh, do whatever you want."

"The contract between Tōsaka Tokiomi and Gilgamesh is hereby terminated."

The three Command Seals flashed at the same time, and then disappeared together, indicating that Tōsaka Tokiomi had given up his qualification to participate.

However, there was no sadness on his face, instead there was an indescribable sense of relief.

"Giving up the Command Seals means you have chosen to withdraw from the Holy Grail War and give up the pursuit of the root cause..."

Witnessing Tōsaka Tokiomi's choice, Kotomine Kirei's face showed emotion.

"Is this your choice, teacher?"

"Yes, as you can see, I have already given up my qualifications. The rest of the war is your business. Whether it's you and Ruler, or Archer, it has nothing to do with me now..."

"Perhaps I have been wandering in the dark for too long and overlooked some things."

"It's daybreak now, and I should go home. After all, there are people waiting for me..."

"Well, goodbye, Mr. Toosaka."

Finally, Kotomine Kirei threw away the black keys.

Watching Tōsaka Tokiomi's back disappear into the distance, Kotomine Kirei lost his way once again.

Even Tōsaka Tokiomi has found his home.

So where is his destiny? What is his wish?

……

……

“Ha, ha, ha…”

A stumbling figure was wandering on the streets of Fuyuki City. That man, the victorious man, was moving towards the dawn with the last bit of strength left in his body.

"thump--"

Matou Kariya staggered away holding on to the wall, and his legs went limp and he fell to the street. His vision gradually became blurred. If he fell asleep here, he would probably never wake up.

“I can’t… fall… ah.”

The man groaned in pain.

"Do you need help? Uncle Kariya."

"Ah...you, you are..."

The familiar voice made Kariya startled. He looked up and saw that it was indeed the face he had seen before.

"It's me, a loving Master passing by here."

"I see. Please, help me a little and take me to a place. The sun will be out soon."

"Happy to oblige."

Dawn was approaching, and the emerging light and shadow made the two figures longer and longer. Xia Yuan helped Matou Kariya walk towards the place he expected.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help you in the end. You helped me so much, but I still don't know your name..."

Matou Kariya leaned against a big tree in the park, gazing at the rising sun with a dazed look.

"Also, Berserker... I was unable to help you make up for your regrets, and I'm really sorry that you ended up with a failed Master like me..."

"Arrrrrr..."

[No, you've done very well.]

[I have protected my king with my own hands and fought alongside her once again. I cannot be more satisfied.]

Lancelot, who had returned at some unknown time, just stood silently beside him, accompanying this stubborn man through his last moments.

"Is that so... even you have no regrets? That's... great."

Matou Kariya smiled, then turned his gaze to the rising sun again, wanting to remember the beautiful scenery of the last moment of his life.

This park was where he and Aoi first met and had the most contact, and it was also where Tousaka Tokiomi proposed to Aoi, and now he has returned here again.

I'm really selfish...

Even though I can't win her heart, I still have to try my best to carve out a place for myself in her heart.

I am really selfish.

Matou Kariya smiled, stretched out his arms, stood up, and embraced the ray of sunshine.

"Goodbye, my love."

"To me, [You who are innocent are like the sun]"

When the first ray of sunlight that illuminated the night fell on him, Matou Kariya slowly closed his eyes.

Until his death, he still had a smile on his face.

"........."

Lancelot remained silent.

“Matou Kariya…”

Xia Yuan slowly closed his eyes and placed the flower on his sleeve on his chest.

It was a sunflower, the same flower as the name of the person he loved, [Aoi].

The flower language is redemption, and it symbolizes silent love.

"I hope your afterlife will be as you wish."

A pat on the shoulder will be a sign of recognition in the next life.

If God blesses us and we meet again, I hope I will still be passionate.

You are still kind.

Chapter 38: Cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron

"The contract between Tōsaka Tokiomi and Archer has been severed, and Matou Kariya also died with Berserker..."

Hearing these two good news, Amakusa Shiro looked back at the huge cross hanging on the wall behind him, and a smile appeared on his face.

Caster and Berserker have both been confirmed to be leaving the stage, and now it’s only a matter of time before Archer leaves the stage as well.

Lancer and his Master's life and death are currently uncertain, but they still have two living warriors and multiple Command Seals, so it seems that things are going very smoothly.

Assassin has also discovered Rider's base. As long as he can eliminate them all in one go with this momentum, this Holy Grail War can be declared over.

This is a good thing...

As long as he can hold on to the end, he will be the final winner.

However, the aftermath of this Holy Grail War is indeed a bit troublesome...

……

……

Early morning in Fuyuki City.

【Morningmorningmorning——】

The TV was playing news about the unusual events last night.

"Hello everyone, this is a report from a Fuyuki City radio station news reporter. First of all, at 2:17 this morning, a serious fire broke out at the Tosaka residence in the suburbs of Fuyuki City. No victims have been found so far. According to the research results of the police and relevant experts, it has been confirmed that the fire was caused by an explosion caused by a gas leak..."

In a remote base in Fuyuki City, Xia Yuan was leisurely eating breakfast with Waver, who was wrapped in bandages. At this time, the TV news was reporting the tragic battle last night where Saber and Berserker teamed up to fight Gilgamesh.

After seeing this news, Rider scratched his ears, feeling somewhat regretful that he could not participate in such a fierce battle last night, while Waver had a look of disbelief on his face.

Yesterday, he was almost sent to the sky by the explosive genius Emiya Kiritsugu for no apparent reason. When he woke up early this morning, Xia Yuan told him how exciting the battle was last night.

Even a Master died, Berserker withdrew, and Tōsaka Tokiomi also withdrew from the Holy Grail War. This change in situation cannot be said to be slow.

Now that Kenneth's life and death are unknown, Xia Yuan's Servant seems to have betrayed him, and with Tohsaka Tokiomi's exit, the remaining targets must be them. In this Holy Grail War full of bigwigs and lunatics, he, a rookie in magic, really feels very insecure.

His original stubbornness was completely gone after he witnessed the cruelty of the Holy Grail War. He had deeply realized his own weakness. Without Kenneth's company, he really couldn't do anything. Even Xia Yuan, who had just become a magician, was far better than him.

"Berserker has already left the stage..." Thinking back to the powerful black knight, Iskandar couldn't help but sigh.

"What a pity! If such a powerful warrior could be brought under my command, it would definitely be much easier to conquer the world in the future."

“… Stupid Rider, you are still thinking about conquering the world. You should first think about how to deal with the enemy!”

"Hahaha, it's okay kid, relax, I'll definitely protect you with you here. Didn't I say I'd take you to see the Sea at the End?"

Iskandar smiled and said without joking, "Even after I acquire a physical body and begin to conquer the world, I will still be your Servant."

"That's not the point at all!"

"If you want to recruit a Berserker, you may be disappointed. Lancelot will only be loyal to King Arthur." Seeing the teasing between the master and servant, Xia Yuan shook his head.

"And he was very satisfied this time..."

"Is that so? Loyal knight, that's a pity... But -"

Iskandar changed the subject, and then his tiger eyes fell on Xia Yuan again. He said, "Boy, your Caster seems to have betrayed you, right?"

His eyes turned to the Command Seal that was still on the back of Xia Yuan's hand.

"But why don't you use the Command Spell to forcibly summon him back? Or just use the Command Spell to order him to commit suicide. Why do you let him wander around outside when the contract is still in place?"

After Iskandar raised the question, Weber looked at him with understanding and a puzzled look, for this was indeed the question that puzzled him.

Since the Command Seals were still there, it meant that he could still forcibly control his Servant. Wouldn't it be better to just use the Command Seals to make him commit suicide? Why did he have to keep him around to fight against the enemy?

Besides that, there is another question. They were blown up together. But I was blown to the ground and passed out. I didn't wake up until this morning. And why did you recover so quickly? Not only that, what's the matter with the extra magic power similar to that of a Servant?

Although he believed that Xia Yuan would not betray him, Weber still had too many questions in his mind. After all, Xia Yuan had too many secrets. Now that Teacher Kenneth was not around, Weber was sometimes really scared.

Some things are frightening precisely because they are invisible and mysterious.

And now Xia Yuan, who was completely unpredictable, made him feel terrified.

"Are you doubting me..."

Xia Yuan sighed and drank the porridge on the table in one gulp.