Tokisaki Kurumi's Journey to the Plane

The barrel of the gun was pointed at Sora, who was leaning against the dirty wall.

This originally proud magic lady was now covered in blood and could no longer look as beautiful as before.

Half of his arm was cut off by a sharp blade, and Kenneth panicked. He really loved this woman, even if she forced him to do it for the Command Seal.

"Wow~"

The paper floated onto Kenneth's half-broken thigh. Normally, this movement would have been known to Diarmuid.

But now Lancer and Saber are fighting fiercely, and both sides are focusing most of their energy on the battle in front of them.

so......

Kenneth's mind was in a mess. Family honor, the Holy Grail War, and his fiancée's life were constantly entangled.

"Click~"

Emiya Kiritsugu turned on the gun's safety.

Kenneth looked forward tremblingly...

"Master of Lancer, you don't have much time left. If I kill you, the result I will get will not be much different."

Kenneth trembled his lips and looked at Sola, the woman covered in blood.

I used all my strength to say, "I...I promise you."

Kenneth never expected that the command spell he had just obtained from the priest would be put to use so quickly.

His lips were white and trembling. He had no choice.

Using the command spell, he gave Lancer the last order... to commit suicide!

In the dilapidated courtyard of the unfinished building, Saber and Lancer had just separated.

Lancer lost his short spear, and Saber couldn't use the power of her left hand.

The two were evenly matched, perhaps because they did not fight to the death, and the battle had been tepid.

"puff!--"

Bright red blood splashed onto Saber's fair and pretty face.

Incredible! His emerald-colored eyeballs tightened slightly, "Lancer..."

Diarmuid's scarlet spear easily penetrated his own chest through the thin armor.

For a child who has never used a gun, he may injure himself, but the chance of killing himself is... almost impossible.

And someone like Diarmuid, who is a master of using guns, would actually stab himself with a gun!

A mistake? No way.

'It's a command spell!'

Saber reacted instantly and looked into the unfinished building, 'What on earth happened?!'

Saber always has a bad feeling in her heart.

Kenneth, who was sitting in a wheelchair, hugged his fiancée Sola tightly, his expression was gloomy and he had lost his spirit.

And Emiya Kiritsugu not far away from him... seemed to mean something.

Saber could easily see that there was no trace of the Command Seal on the back of Kenneth's hand.

"You...you guys!" Diarmuid trembled, blood could not help flowing from the wound, or wrapped around the scarlet gun, or directly fell to the ground.

Diarmuid was furious, his pupils had been infected by darkness, blood pupils emerged, revealing an ominous aura.

Diarmuid cursed and when he was about to turn into fragments, his movements stopped abruptly like a statue!

Emiya Kiritsugu was alert, holding up the gun in his hand and looking around, hoping that he could escape instantly after sensing danger.

"Looks like we're late."

There was no emotion in his voice, just like the biting cold wind, which made Emiya Kiritsugu treat it even more carefully.

But for Kenneth, who had lost his magic circuit, it felt like the warm sun in winter, warming his whole body.

A light golden divine light lingered around her, exuding a holy aura. Even the Red Queen next to Kuang San looked more solemn under the divine light.

The red queen glanced at Kuang San's position with her big eyes. She didn't dare to say anything. The master in this state was simply too scary!

If she said something wrong, would she be sent to be remade?

"Hmm~"

"Irisviel!"

Saber hugged the limp Irisviel. Under this gentle divine light, she felt extremely uncomfortable!

His pale golden eyes glanced at her, as if falling into an abyss!

Emiya Kiritsugu narrowed his eyes tightly and never put down the wrist that held the gun. Even the woman named Maiya was hiding in the dark, hoping to help Emiya Kiritsugu.

"Witch! What are you going to do?!"

When Saber saw Irisviel in her arms getting even weaker, she thought it was Kuangsan's troublemaker. Her anger arose and she couldn't help but question her!

"Entrusted by others."

Saber gritted her teeth. She also realized that it was the divine radiance that made Irisviel so weak, and she began to use her petite body to shield Irisviel.

The glow was warm, and the more it looked like this, the more Saber felt something was wrong.

'What's going on? Why is Irisviel...'

The godlike Kuang San seemed to have read through her thoughts, her lips parted slightly: "There is a source of evil in her body."

"Absolutely impossible!" Saber retorted without hesitation. Irisviel had an 'Utopia far away from the world' inside her body. This kind of saint's scabbard was actually said to be an evil thing by others... How is it possible?

?!

Saber's understanding was this, and Kurumi didn't explain it.

In her divine state, she has almost no desires or desires, as if nothing in the world can arouse the interest of this "goddess".

Pointing at the "broken" Diarmuid, under the inexplicable power, the fragments that were broken into the void appeared again and gradually merged into Diarmuid itself.

It looks like a creature!

Kuang San mobilized the rules of the Xing Yue world. Of course, only when she is in the state of 'spiritual agent' and upholds the will of 'fairness' and 'justice', the two major inhibitory forces will release their authority over her.

When Diarmuid regained his human form, the scarlet spear separated from his body, and his wounds quickly healed, the power of time finally disappeared.

Diarmuid clenched his hands, overwhelmed by the divine radiance.

He clearly remembered that he cursed everyone, and his consciousness disappeared soon, but this...

"Lancer."

Diarmuid came back to his senses instantly and turned to look at the "witch."

It has changed so much that even in this world, it will be worshiped as a god by people!

If he guessed correctly, this person should have saved him, but why did she...

When his eyes met his pale golden eyes, countless memory fragments turned into a long river and flowed into his mind!

His body froze in place, he couldn't believe that everything in front of him was real.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands. Everything seemed so familiar again. Even the magic power in his body was no longer supplied by the Master.

"He in the future" sacrificed everything for his final battle?!

Diarmuid could even feel the ethereal consciousness, watching everything on his body.

That's him?

The long river of memory flowed away, Diarmuid bowed slightly to Kuang San, "Thank you very much, Your Majesty the Goddess!"

"Lancer! Pick up the spear in your hand and end the last battle. After that, I will take you back to the Hall of Valor."

"Whoosh! Buzz~"

Diarmuid raised his head slightly, and next to the scarlet spear was a short yellow spear.

It was the 'Destroyed Yellow Rose!'

Judging from the breath, it is real and really exists!

Everyone was in shock. The heroic spirit that had been sentenced to death returned to the world again...