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If it weren't for the fact that the bodies of those two goddesses had been created and they had temporarily emerged from the underworld,

"Since things have come to this, I have no intention of arguing."

He calmly placed the Origin Bullet back into the barrel, and spoke coldly.

"On the contrary, it was you who stopped me from killing that child, which actually only made her suffer more."

"Irisviel and Shirou Emiya have both died at my hands, leaving her all alone in this world, which will only cause her more pain."

"So you're going to send her down to reunite with her family? What kind of animal are you?"

Emiya couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses. After finishing, he quickly summoned two of the six flowers of the Shield Saga and skillfully began using Fullbring.

"Double Heaven Returns to Shield, I refuse 313."

Emiya enveloped Irisviel with the power of the Twin Heavens Shield. Though extremely faint, Emiya clearly detected her breathing.

As long as there is a breath left, there is still a chance to save them.

"This time we almost got into trouble because of someone like you. If we encounter this situation again, we'll have to wipe out all of you unpredictable beasts before we can feel at ease."

"It can even repair the effects of the Origin Bomb? No, it's probably repelling the damage caused by the Origin Bomb. What an amazing technique."

Kiritsugu Emiya immediately recognized the effect of Fullbring, a slight look of surprise flashing in his eyes. A technique involving concepts could be so easily and independently cast.

"I feel a little disgusted by your praise."

With a soft sigh, Emiya slowly raised the shattered sword in his hand and spoke calmly,

"This farce should come to an end now, Kiritsugu Emiya."

"I think it's too early."

Sensing the danger posed by the man before him, the man named Emiya Kiritsugu turned and fled without hesitation once again towards the outside of Ryudouji Temple.

but,

This time,

His tactics are clearly impossible to replicate.

"Let this moonlight illuminate all rivers and streams!"

With a sword's cry, a silvery-white arc of light fell from the sky, striking Kiritsugu Emiya, who had only managed to escape a few dozen meters away.

Immediately,

Then a dazzling golden light appeared, completely isolating him, preventing the attacks from penetrating any further.

"An ideal paradise far removed from the world?"

"However, even with this scabbard, you still have no chance of escaping!"

A chilling killing intent flashed in Emiya's eyes. It was extremely rare for Emiya to have such a strong desire to kill a specific person. What was even more strange was that this person... also had the surname Emiya, and was the very source from which Emiya Shirou, this martyr of justice, pursued his ideals.

"Appear here! Muramasa Tomokari—!"

The divine sword that severed all past karma and cause and effect fell into Emiya's hands.

Beneath the starry sky, the power of this divine blade cannot yet be fully unleashed.

But now, under the current circumstances, this Muramasa Muramasa can unleash its full power and its strongest strength.

"All things gather together, all things yearn for, all things are not karma, everything exists to reach this sword."

Chanting powerful incantations, Emiya traced the direction in which Kiritsugu had fled, various sword techniques flashing through his mind. Finally, the sword technique he had obtained from that Martial Master manifested in Emiya's hands.

"O purest water! Ripple, flow, surge into the sea, and become stars—!"

"Special skill·Baqi Furious Wave————!"

The eight-headed dragon-serpent divine beast was freed from its magical power, unleashing the devastating force of the divine sword as it swept towards Kiritsugu Emiya.

Until this moment,

Sensing the threat posed by this sword technique, Kiritsugu Emiya's expression suddenly turned extremely grim.

This attack,

The scabbard alone wouldn't be enough to stop it.

Therefore,

He once again began searching for a brief respite during the gaps in the eight-headed dragon-serpent's attacks, quickly shifting and dodging, dancing amidst the dragon-serpent's onslaught.

"Do you enjoy dancing that much? But your dancing is getting tiresome to watch."

Emiya murmured something softly, and the next moment, he suddenly vanished from his spot. Before Kiritsugu could even catch a glimpse, he had covered a distance of thirty or forty meters and appeared in front of him. Without hesitation, he swung down the Muramasa Tsurugi in his hand.

Instinctively,

Kiritsugu Emiya raised his short sword in resistance.

but……

This time, his instincts led him to the wrong choice.

As easily as slicing through tofu, the blade effortlessly pierced the last layer of pale golden light that had long since dimmed in the ideal world, penetrating even further into it, slicing through the opponent's short blade, and even severing half of the opponent's arm in the process.

However, facing this situation, Kiritsugu Emiya showed no sign of panic. Instead of retreating, he advanced, unleashing the power of his Time Control to its limit, almost entering a state of "flow" where time seemed to stand still.

The body was groaning in agony, unable to bear the strain, but at this moment, there was no time to dwell on that pain.

All bodily functions and the entire mind were focused on the next action.

Only by sending the Origin Bullet into the body of the man before him could he hope to win.

This is the only chance of victory, this is the only trump card.

At this moment, his ultimate trump card was revealed.

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may!"

By seamlessly fusing magic, assassination techniques, and close-combat skills, he ultimately elevates these elements into a unique fighting style belonging solely to Emiya Kiritsugu, enabling him to unleash a super-continuous barrage of attacks while maintaining near-time freeze.

"For world peace, for the salvation of all mankind, and for my own selfish desires..."

"go to hell."

Kiritsugu Emiya pulled the trigger, his gaze fixed on the man's pupils, which were inches away from his own.

but,

The action was not accomplished.

Kiritsugu Emiya's gaze fell, unaware that his rival's short spear had been severed from his grasp at some point.

Do not,

His other arm had also been severed.

Without his knowledge,

The man before him had already launched another attack at a speed beyond his senses.

"Secret Sword - Swallow Return."

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Kiritsugu Emiya is dead.

On his deathbed, he didn't say anything unnecessary.

He simply gazed silently at the sky for a while, and after a moment, without any sense of relief or resentment, he peacefully passed away.

They found Assassin and Archer class cards on him.

Including the Rider and Illya Caster cards obtained from Ishtar,

Now all seven class cards are complete.

"An all-powerful wish-granting machine? I've already used it once. In the end, it's better to rely on yourself than on others."

Using Illya as a Lesser Grail now wouldn't harm her, but Emiya no longer has a deep obsession with it.

Moreover,

Having just killed someone's husband and then using that person's daughter as a tool, Emiya didn't consider himself to be that shameless.

For him, the wishing machine was just an extra bonus.

"Let's go check on Irisviel's condition first."

After burning Kiritsugu Emiya's body to ashes, Emiya returned to Ryudouji Temple. The healing effect of Shunshun Rikka was clearly miraculous. At this moment, the mother and daughter were already hugging each other and crying about something.

Seeing Emiya return, Irisviel's eyes lit up slightly, as if she had thought of something, but then her eyes dimmed again.

"I got Archer's card from him, so the 'me' here is probably in deep trouble."

"...that child was the first to be attacked."

"I'll go check on him first. If he's still breathing, there might still be hope."

Having said that, Emiya activated his sensory abilities to detect 'his own' aura. After a moment, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"...Completely dead. Without the 'scabbard,' he's definitely not the king who always managed to escape death."

"However, there is no need to worry. The underworld in Fuyuki City is now under the control of Ereshkigal, and Shirou Emiya's soul can still be saved. When that happens, we can create an identical body for him, which can be considered a resurrection."

"Really? That child is still..."

Irisviel stared at Emiya in disbelief, and even Illya couldn't help but look up. Although her two personalities were still in a state of chaotic fusion, her affection for her adoptive brother was genuine.

"Not only can he be resurrected, but his appearance can even be customized. Should we make him look even better?"

"...Can it be customized?"

The silver-haired beauty's eyes lit up slightly. Suddenly, she felt that her adopted son's short orange hair clashed somewhat with the hair color of her group of androids.

"Well then, I have a plan that I've been preparing for a long time."

……

"Shirou, when you wake up, you will see that everything has changed."

"You'll find that this family is no longer the same as before."

"Those days will never come back."

"But don't give up, never give up."

"Shirou, lift your head and keep going."

"Go and transform this world, which has become unfamiliar, into the world you desire!"

The girl in the mirror stared at her unfamiliar reflection, falling silent. After a long while, she finally managed to squeeze out a name through gritted teeth.

"Irisviel!!!"

……

"My brother died in the battle against Kiritsugu, and after being resurrected, he turned into a cool blonde beauty? Why would I have such a dream?"

Gazing at the strikingly handsome, almost masculine, blonde girl, the silver-haired little girl's face revealed a hint of infatuation.

“You are indeed dreaming, so I can help you wake up, Ilya.”

The blonde, androgynous girl leaned close to her younger sister, grabbed her ear without hesitation, and said with a 'smiling face',

"Speak up, you have at least three things to say."

"Ouch!!! It was Mom's idea!! Shirou, your previous body was already rotten, so you need to have a new vessel."

"So, whose body did this originally belong to?"

"It doesn't belong to anyone; this body belongs to an artificial human."

"Then who did this?"

"It's Mom! Mom said that Shirou, your habits and personality are more girlish than most girls. If you turned into a beautiful girl..."

"Where is she?!"

"They said they went to pay off debts."