Chapter 187 Burning Fuyuki City

..

[ ]

In the boundless wilderness of swords, the knight in red raised his left wrist, allowing a sword to be pierced through Kiritsugu's hands and feet.

Even though it was not the first time seeing him, Emiya Kiritsugu was still shocked by Rher's empty and empty heart.

For the first time since participating in the Holy Grail War, he lost his composure and yelled.

"Why! Why is it you who will stop me!"

"Whether I'm betrayed or killed, this is the end I deserve! But the only thing I want to do is to save the world. You should understand it!"

"If you don't trust me, it doesn't matter if you make a wish yourself, don't you have no wish, then go and help me realize it!"

Rher's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly laughed.

It was a clear and pleasant laughter without resentment.

"It turns out that you will also show such an expression. I suddenly understand that priest a little bit."

Rher approached the slaughtered Emiya Kiritsugu step by step, squatted down, and his head.

"As for why? Don't you know if you come and see for yourself?"

"The inherent enchantment is the realization of the landscape of the mind. It stores my past, the real name you are looking forward to, and the reason why I do this. You can come and see for yourself."

Darkness swept Emiya Kiritsugu.

When he woke up again, he was in a wilderness.

Beside him was Rher wearing a black tights and holding a longbow, but unlike before, the man's gaze now did not have the slightest frivolity.

Emiya Kiritsugu subconsciously touched the inner side of the clothes, but found that there was nothing there. Cooperating with Rher who was close at hand but turned a blind eye to him, Kiritsugu realized that he was in a dream.

This is the truth rher wants to show himself, the dream he wants to show himself?

Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, looking at Rher with an indifferent expression.

Speaking of which, why did he appear here? Obviously in the previous dream, he was active in the Middle East until his death.

At the same time as this question arose, a piece of chaotic information poured into his mind.

In the center of the wilderness, on the deep black rails like blood vessels, a rumbling train was approaching rapidly, carrying more than 2,000 passengers.

Moreover, the information in Kiritsugu's mind told him that there is a magician carrying a deadly virus on the train, and in the next town, he will drop the virus, use the lives of innocent people as experimental products, and finally spread infinitely Come, a catastrophe that will lead to the extinction of mankind

No orders from anyone were needed, the moment Emiya Kiritsugu heard this information, he was ready to try to destroy this train.

All human beings are nothing compared to a mere 2,000 people.

Emiya Kiritsugu understood this truth at an early age.

The value of life is the same, there is no saying who is more precious and who is more mediocre, the only thing that can shake the balance in Emiya Kiritsugu's heart.

Only quantity.

Killing one person will make two people happy, which means that more lives will be saved.

Emiya Kiritsugu is an unforgivable executioner, but one thing is true.

The number of people he saved was thousands of times greater than the number of people he killed.

But there is one action that needs to be dealt with first, Rher looked at the train calmly, and shot out arrows, causing the smoke, explosion, and flames to destroy everything.

Amidst the rumbling explosions, unreal screams, cries, and calls for help could still be heard.

At last, after the great mass of fire drowned everything, the sounds died away.

Watching all this, rher disappeared.

Emiya Kiritsugu was also expressionless, he didn't think rher was wrong, and then, a new scene began to change, strange people, strange places, only the shooting and fighting of rher machines were repeated.

One disaster after another, rher repeated massacres one after another, and in the end, even Kiritsugu himself couldn't remember how many times rher had saved the world.

Just as an audience, he was already numb.

What about rher himself as the executioner?

At this point, Emiya Kiritsugu finally understood.

Compared with the identity of a heroic spirit, rher has another responsibility.

protector.

In order to protect the human world, it is a weapon responsible for eliminating disasters.

"How, are you sober?"

Emiya Kiritsugu, who couldn't tell whether the wasteland in front of him was a dream or reality, panted heavily, and only slowly came to his senses after hearing that familiar deep voice.

"Why sober?" Emiya Kiritsugu was still firm, "Your responsibilities and achievements are much greater than mine. Until now, I can be sure that you are another possibility for me."

"If there is no Holy Grail, I might become a weapon like you."

"That's why I need the miracle of the Holy Grail in order to end these discovered histories, or futures that have not yet happened."

Rher blinked, wanting to laugh so much, but sadly, he couldn't.

"I'm the opposite of you. I wish I could get away from all this immediately, even if the price is to kill my past self."

"Saving the many and killing the few is an undeniable righteousness, but is this what a partner of justice should do? If you just choose like a machine, anyone will do it. This kind of high-level perspective, is it a guardian? There is the choice of the planet itself, but it is by no means a partner of justice."

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was poked at the sore spot, scolded angrily: "Then what can I do? I was ready to give up everything, and I really kept giving up everything, so I came to where I am today."

"If I stop here, wouldn't the efforts of those people who were sacrificed by me be in vain?"

Rher sighed: "It won't be in vain, as long as you continue walking on this rough road, it won't be in vain."

"Could it be that the ideal you dreamed of since you were a child is the sense of emptiness brought about by abandonment and killing?"

Emiya Kiritsugu was dumbfounded by such a direct question.

"You mean? I'm looking forward to that kind of idiot-like, innocent ideal?"

Emiya Kiritsugu's throat trembled, and he squeezed out such unwilling words.

But rher's hand has covered it again.

"Even if you are an idiot, you are still a hero, right? When you call yourself a true partner of justice, you lose the qualification to be him."

His rambunctious tone made people feel that he was joking, but from his calm tone, Kiritsugu felt a certain kind of firm emotion that could not be denied by others.

"The kind of person who always wants to chase, but can't touch, is silly and naive, but always saves everything he can, even if he saves much fewer lives than you, but that kind of back is the most handsome. "

"My father has always believed in this, so I firmly believe in it."

——What a pair of hopeless father and son.

Before falling into a coma, Emiya Kiritsugu had such thoughts, but the new dream was not as strange as before.

The scenery in the distance, the streets, he had personally been there a few days ago, and the familiar feeling like a pilgrimage to a holy place brought Emiya Kiritsugu back to his senses quickly.

To say that the only thing that is unfamiliar to him is the surrounding hell, the streets filled with flames and the collapsed ruins.

This is Fuyuki City.

——The Burning Fuyuki City. [ ]