Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Since that's the case, then let me tear this meticulously choreographed stage play to shreds!"

Looking out over the open space inside Ryudong Temple, the blond-haired, blue-eyed knight king was already standing there with his sword in hand.

"Come on, King of Heroes, I am your opponent."

Besides, another man secretly sneaked into the depths of Mount Enzang during the day. After spending several hours dispelling the barrier, he finally broke into the interior of Ryudo-ji Temple.

Dressed in a black overcoat, Kiritsugu Emiya moved through the temple like a cheetah, silently searching for his wife and assistant.

Finally, after turning a corner, he heard the voice of his wife that he had been longing for.

"Is it alright now, Shuoyue?"

"Wait a little longer. This is my first time doing something like this. Let me prepare a bit more."

"It's alright, Xiao Shuoyue, there's not much time left, please feel free to play with me... but please be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."

Listening to Irisviel and Sakugetsu's conversation, Kiritsugu Emiya revealed a subtle expression.

Although reason tells him that his beloved wife would not betray him, his emotions as a man still make him unable to help but think the wrong way.

Especially after hearing Hisayuu Maiya's words, Kiritsugu Emiya could no longer maintain his cold demeanor.

"It's alright, madam. I believe Kiritsugu won't mind this."

Don't you mind?

If that were really the case, even I couldn't help but mind!

"boom!"

The door was kicked open roughly, and Kiritsugu Emiya stormed in with a cold face. Three pairs of eyes fell on him simultaneously, showing surprise, calmness, and mockery. These three emotions were not concealed, but there was no sense of astonishment or guilt.

"Kiritsugu, you've come!" Within the magic circle, Irisviel, whose figure was somewhat ethereal, waved excitedly. Beside her, a beautiful woman with white hair and red eyes, who had mastered the Alchemy of the Einzberns, lay quietly on the ground, her abdomen, which concealed the Lesser Grail, already showing a cup-shaped bulge.

That was also Irisviel, the vessel of the Lesser Grail that should have sacrificed itself for the greater good in this Holy Grail War.

So now... there are two Alices?

Which one is my wife?

Before Kiritsugu Emiya could react, a sudden gust of wind arose behind him.

"Eula!"

A simple yet brutal side kick landed squarely on Kiritsugu Emiya's buttocks. The man in the black coat didn't even utter a sound before he plunged headfirst into the diamond-shaped space and disappeared without a trace.

Under the stunned gazes of the two women, Shuoyue slowly withdrew her legs, looking refreshed: "As long as they're not near the Greater Grail, they'll lower their guard, not to mention the allure of having two wives. That way, I can easily throw Emiya Kiritsugu into the Greater Grail... Heh, as expected of me."

"New Moon!" Irisviel finally realized what had happened and couldn't help but scold, "Wasn't that a bit mean?"

"There's no other way. Kiritsugu won't learn his lesson until he's faced with a death sentence. This simple and brutal method suits him best. Whether he can be saved after this depends on the two of you." Sakuyue clapped her hands, saying with ill intent, "You don't want Kiritsugu to come back and cry, do you? Too~too~"

"I...I understand!" Irisviel closed her eyes and steeled her resolve. "Continue transferring my soul, but be gentle!"

"Yes, yes, I'll make sure you're comfortable," Shuoyue said, then continued working on her soul.

The only way for Irisviel to escape the fate of the Lesser Grail is through the legendary Third Law.

Coincidentally, the third method of the new moon has made progress in the past few days.

Aozaki Touko has completed the creation of the doll body modeled after the Einzbern family's technology, and all that Sakugetsu needs to do is transfer the soul—once successful, it would mean that the two androids, Illya and Irisviel, could be reborn.

"Take it, this is my final compensation," Shuoyue murmured to herself.

Returning to Kiritsugu Emiya, after he was kicked into the Greater Grail by Sakumo, the black mud tainted by the evils of this world flocked to him like a swallow seeking refuge in its nest.

In his blurred consciousness and shifting vision, he saw a dream.

"I knew you would come. I believed you could get here." A familiar voice rang out.

“Alice…” Kiritsugu Emiya murmured.

Yes, standing before him was a third Irisviel dressed in a black tuxedo.

His beloved wife was right beside him, nestled against him with a gentle and loving smile, standing with Kiritsugu.

“You’ve finally come to find me, Kiritsugu,” she said.

This face evoked both nostalgia and affection in Kiritsugu, yet he felt something was amiss.

Was it because of her black dress, which he had never seen before? That was one reason, but Kiritsugu felt as if he had overlooked something more important.

With his eyes finally adjusting to the darkness, Kiritsugu Emiya blinked and instinctively looked down at his feet—

"Ah..." he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

What he trampled underfoot was a mountain of corpses.

Chapter 183 Black Alice and Serious Flash

He kept killing people. 69丂

With guns, with knives, with poison, with bombs.

Assassination, slicing, burning, sinking in water, heavy pressure.

He never doubted the meaning of this behavior, carefully considered the value of killing, and killed to save one side of the scale from tipping, to clear the other side. He repeated killing again and again.

Yes, that's right. To accept sacrifice in order to save the majority. If the happiness protected outweighs the increased unhappiness, doesn't that mean the world is one step closer to salvation?

Even if blood flows like a river at my feet and corpses pile up like mountains.

If some lives are saved through sacrifice, then those lives that are saved should be the ones that are truly precious.

"That's right, Kiritsugu. You're correct."

When the woman beside him said this, Kiritsugu Emiya knew in his heart that this was not the real Irisviel, but he did not expose her immediately.

"where is this place?"

"This is where your wish will be fulfilled. The Holy Grail you have been seeking... inside."

"Irisviel" replied with a cheerful laugh, while Kiritsugu was speechless and looked around.

The black, sludge resembled a pulsating ocean.

Everywhere there were small hills of rotting corpses, slowly sinking into the sea of ​​black mud.

The sky was red, a blood-red hue. Amidst the black, muddy rain, a pitch-black sun supported this sky.

The wind blowing through the air was a chorus of curses and groans.

If I had to use words to describe it, this place—isn't it hell?

"You're saying this... is the Holy Grail?"

"Yes. But you don't need to be afraid, because this is like a dream that has no physical form yet, waiting for the moment of its birth."

The woman pointed to the sky, gesturing to Kiritsugu. The dark object at the center of the spinning world in the sky, which Kiritsugu mistook for the sun, was actually a "hole" in the heavens, filled with endless, deep darkness, its immense mass seemingly capable of crushing everything.

"That is the Holy Grail. Although it has not yet taken shape, once the vessel is full, all you need to do is express your wish. No matter what kind of wish it receives, it will choose the appropriate form to fulfill it. Only after obtaining a physical form in this way can it go 'outside'."

"Come, please give it 'form' quickly. Although you haven't waited for that person, you are still qualified to bestow upon it an idea, Kiritsugu. Tell the Holy Grail your wish."

Kiritsugu remained silent, staring at the terrifying "hole".

He suddenly wanted to cry, but his tear ducts had long since dried up, and only an empty wind blew through his heart.

"Is that so? This is... the Holy Grail."

The last glimmer of hope was extinguished. After abandoning his obsession with the Holy Grail, Kiritsugu Emiya realized how ridiculous his previous self-deception had been.

The very act of pouring one's desire to 'save the world' entirely onto the so-called Holy Grail is undeniably ironic.

He suddenly recalled the Hyatt Hotel, those names written on the list and etched deep in his heart.

He suddenly recalled his argument with Shuoyue in the abandoned factory, how ridiculous the man who had so confidently declared, "Only the Holy Grail can end this vicious cycle that can never be ended."

Ah, that young man.

It was only then that Kiritsugu Emiya realized that the young man was the one who had instigated any actions that struck at his weak points.

"So that's how it is"—Kiritsugu suddenly wanted to burst into laughter, to use a laugh powerful enough to tear his throat and burst his lungs to lash out at the mistakes he had made so far.

It turns out that the reason he was so hostile to that young man was because the young man had touched his most vulnerable spot.

It turns out that the young man was not indecisive; he had only made concessions on several occasions in order to help the young man find redemption.

It turns out that the young man had been reminding him all along, reminding him of the small happiness he almost lost.

After completely severing his thoughts, Kiritsugu Emiya finally felt a surge of guilt and a deep longing to be a human being, setting aside his image as the arbiter of the 'scales'.

I want to go back and apologize properly to that young man.

I want to go back and embrace my beloved wife.

I want to go back and make a vow to protect them—

For this reason, he was willing to abandon his lofty and unattainable ideals.

Ahhh...

Just as he sealed his secluded, ideal world within Irisviel's body—

He had already dedicated his ideals to the person he loved.

Under the woman's expectant gaze, the man beside her, for the first time ever, revealed a relieved, ominous smile:

"My dream was to save the world—but that's in the past."

He raised his pistol and aimed it at the woman's forehead.

"From this day forward, the man named 'Emiya Kiritsugu' will only live for the one he loves. Whether the future holds atonement or punishment for me, I will accept it with joy."

"Wait..." The woman disguised as Irisviel seemed to want to say something, but Kiritsugu Emiya had already pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Sparks flew as the golden king retreated before the powerful combo.

“Drink aaaaaaaa——!”

Their momentum was like tearing silk, their sword shadows like shooting stars.