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Sweat was dripping down the red-haired boy's forehead.

The resurrected Emiya Kiritsugu looked at his adopted son who was worried and angry beside him, as if he saw his past self.

So..how to choose?

Emiya Kiritsugu also stared at the screen silently.

This is undoubtedly a train problem.

The Holy Lance is the train.

The villagers can correspond to the fork in the road, the side with more people.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group can deal with the side with fewer people.

The only difference is that the initiative lies with Fujimaru Ritsuka, and he is the one who makes the choice.

Should they allow the oncoming train to crush the majority of the villagers, or should they grit their teeth and take the risk to save the majority even though they know they will die?

This was a difficult problem that even Emiya Kiritsugu could not have imagined before he woke up.

Because...what we are choosing to gamble on this time is the fate of saving humanity and the future of the entire world.

and so--

If Emiya Kiritsugu would undoubtedly choose to [save both sides].

This time, Emiya Kiritsugu will choose to [save Fujimaru Ritsuka] without hesitation.

As long as the Master is alive, the key to saving the world is in his hands.

In other words, Fujimaru Ritsuka's weight has exceeded that of the villagers, and he has an absolute advantage in the survival option and has the mission to survive.

"what can we do about it?"

Following Emiya Kiritsugu's private words.

In all the heavens and worlds.

It was unclear how many eyes were watching this scene.

Waiting for a miracle to happen.

You still want to protect refugees in this critical moment?

"No... no matter what, it won't work."

"Whether it's escaping or rescuing them."

A staggering figure was approaching.

His voice was so familiar.

Even with a painful breath, it was filled with a reassuring sense of heaviness.

“Who is it——! Stop pretending to know everything! Show your true identity——”

The furious Curse Wrist instinctively turned around and yelled, but when he saw the person coming, his pupils hidden behind the bone mask shrank and he called out the shadow's name in astonishment: "Arash... His Highness——!?"

Follow his gaze.

Sheltered by the night.

The hero, covered in blood, reappeared.

He had a horrible scar on his chest.

With blood all over his muscular body, no matter how tough Arash was, he could only close his eyes and pretend to be nonchalant as he spoke about his disqualification.

In the life story of a hero named Arash.

I have never experienced such a tragic and humiliating situation.

As a great hero, as a servant summoned by this singularity.

He had promised solemnly to protect the village for two days.

But now, not only did he fail to help those villagers, he also ended up in a miserable situation.

He smiled and joked, seeming to take it for granted that he was being insulted at this moment.

"What are you talking about! I want to scold you for dragging your body back in this state!" Master Xuanzang noticed that something was wrong with Arash's body, and hurriedly wanted him to sit down and rest, and use Buddhist teachings to heal his wounds.

But this was declined.

He...is not a coward who would rush back for such a trivial matter.

The light anchor in the sky is dazzling and colorful.

Ordinary people should have despaired after seeing this scene.

But--

"Although I was seen to be incompetent—"

"However, I still caught up with this opportunity to redeem my reputation."

Arash, who was the only one left, looked at the light anchor that was enough to destroy the village.

He was generous and fearless, and the hearty smile that a great hero should have appeared on his face again.

However, in this desperate situation.

It only makes people feel sad and guilty.

"Arash-san..."

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at the hero's bloody body and could no longer hide his expression of unbearable pain.

It's obviously about saving the world.

Even though I get through every difficult time.

But this desperate situation will also involve his partners...

As a savior, I am too weak.

A close-up of Ritsuka Fujimaru's pupils.

Contracting, expanding... until the reflection of the great hero is contained within.

"..."

In Chaldea.

Ritsuka, who had been able to maintain a joking mood before, looked at this scene.

When I think of the scenes in the story where someone sacrificed himself, my heart, which has gone through hardships and matured quickly, feels a buzzing pain.

He lowered his eyelids, thinking...

That's right.

Every time someone dies, it is because of weakness.

Ritsuka Fujimaru is the savior.

But this road to salvation carries the blood and sacrifice of countless helpers, and is a road that inherits their legacy and continues to be opened up.

So when I witnessed the great hero’s sacrifice again.

In addition to the expected heaviness in Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart, he was also thinking...

If you have the power...

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[If I had the power... would it be different? ]

As if questioning oneself.

It was as if the subtitles were embedded in Fujimaru Ritsuka's apologetic expression.

As the baptism of holy light shines upon this East Village——

When the cone of light fell and was about to destroy the last hope of this world -

Between light and shadow, that sturdy and strong figure still sings loudly.

"Lift your head! Don't make such an expression, Master of Chaldea! Compared to everyone else, you are particularly unsuitable for such an expression."

The black-haired, blue-helmeted hero is within reach.

A golden halo formed the background.

This scene was as dazzling as a god.

Arash.

The hero, who had only known Ritsuka for a short time, looked at the still slightly immature boy.

Those eyes that can see thousands of miles away reflect every process of their interactions.

A pleasant life, a happy banquet, and a strategy of helping each other and defending against the enemy.

This is the last straw that saves the world.

He is also the young man whom Arash has chosen to be his partner and master...a man who carries the hope of humanity.

"To fight and be wiped out is not a good ending for you."

The great hero said this, looked up into the sky, saw a comet whose splendor was not extinguished by the light of the Holy Spear, and laughed:

"So, I am also going to try my best once—"

"Now, lead the remaining villagers to hide in the cave..."

"In that place, it won't be affected. That thing...it's a little difficult to unfold if you guys are around."

talking.

He staggered.

He staggered away from Ritsuka and his group.

This man.

This man always maintains a hearty smile and a heroic demeanor.

There is also a trump card! ?

But... just with his broken body.

Even if it is really used.

Is there any point??

He will die, there is no doubt about it.

"However! Death does not mean the end. The spirit and will he promoted will inspire everyone in the future generations!!" In the Qin Empire's Lostbelt, Ying Zheng had already prepared a ceremony to send off the hero. He looked at the scene with high spirits, opened his arms and shouted: "Now, the hero who has been away from the world for a long time will return this second life again! But his spirit will not be erased. In my Qin Empire, future generations will remember heroes like you!"

"I'm afraid it's a secret book that will burn up one's life and sacrifice oneself in exchange for the safety of everyone..." In Kyonyaku, Aizen Sosuke weighed his glasses. Even a man like him felt threatened: "I'm afraid... a truly graceful scene that shows the tragic figure of a hero is about to appear..."

"Listen up, Lee, Neji, Tenten! From now on, don't blink at any scene. With tribute to the pioneers, be prepared to watch this hero called Arash until the last moment!" On the outskirts of Konoha Village, Might Guy stood up straight suddenly. He had never been able to call out other people's names correctly, but this time he remembered the hero's name surprisingly well. He stared at the screen with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his meticulous expression full of regret.

Everyone stood up with a premonition, ready to witness the light that the hero was about to unleash.

The farewell came so suddenly, but it seemed reasonable.

Just like what Arash said to Bedivere at this time -

"End your life when you have done what you need to do"

“Even if you can win in a contest, you will still lose in a contest.”

At the moment of parting, Arash acknowledged Bedivere's awareness and praised the knight's loyalty.

And this is the last time.

He still had to tell Bedivere.

"You should have rested. No, it should have been a long time ago."

"With arms like this, even the last remnants of happiness are thrown away."