Katsuki Soichiro hugged his servant and ran down the hillside quickly and entered the town.

The beauty in her arms was weak, and he had to call the caster again and again, hoping that she could regain consciousness.

Fortunately, the hero king showed mercy in his hands and did not destroy the caster's spiritual core, but the excessive loss of blood has affected the caster's survival.

For the server, the loss of blood is the loss of magic.

When entering the town, caster's consciousness finally woke up. Ge Mu Sonichiro came to a certain house without any hesitation, kicked open the door and broke into the entrance.

The seemingly drunk male owner in the room heard the action and kicked him over. Seeing that the mistress of the kitchen opened her mouth and was about to scream, Soichiro rushed into the kitchen three times and kicked him out cleanly.

The caster didn't know what her master was doing yet. Soichiro returned to the living room and swept all the messy things on the table. Then he carefully placed the caster on the table, turned around and dragged the fainted hostess to the living room.

"Tread..."

A series of footsteps came from the second floor, and then a girl's scream came from the entrance of the stairs.

"Teacher Ge Mu, why are you here?"

The child of this family actually happened to be the child of Soichiro Katsuki.

Soichiro leaned over and picked up an apple and threw it upstairs. With a series of sounds of falling, the last awake human in this family rolled down from the second floor, and was also taken to the caster by Soichiro. Soichiro helped the caster up and faced the three humans lying in the living room.

"Caster, absorb their energy and survive."

Hearing Soichiro's calm voice, the seriously injured woman understood the purpose of the master. She tried hard to touch the corner of her mouth, smiled, and said regretfully.

"But this is no longer possible, Lord Soichiro."

Her voice was filled with regret, but also with happiness.

"It doesn't matter if you absorb their souls and let them all die, you're going to survive."

"It turns out that master is so worried about my life and death, but now even if they absorb their souls, they can't save me."

"That is to find more people and absorb more souls until you survive."

"But I have no reason to do this."

caster's beautiful face was pale and almost transparent, and she still shook her head.

"Why? Haven't you done a lot of such things? For the Holy Grail and to live, continue to do it."

Ge Mu Sonichiro didn't understand.

"I have done many wrong things, very excessive things. Maybe it's a curse of the gods. The feelings for others will make me crazy. But I never thought of killing others for myself."

The caster glanced at the student of Soichiro Katsuki who fainted beside him. It was a very ordinary girl, and she smiled bitterly.

“…”

Gemu Sonichiro was silent.

"I do not understand."

After a long time, he said.

"I don't understand everything you think, what you say, what you do."

The man expressed his confusion.

Maybe, I shouldn't make the decision to be your master.

On that rainy night dozens of days ago, the weak woman who fell beside the Halloween, had long, unlike human ears. For him, this was a sign of the end of his long and meaningless teacher career.

So he agreed to the caster's request, but from that point on, he fell into a confusion that he had never experienced in his previous life.

"I said you can use me to do anything? Why haven't you done that? Even the will to fight has disappeared. Why do you still come to the church alone? I have proved my ability to you, why didn't I let me assassinate even any master."

"Because you are my Lord Soichiro, I don't want my master to suffer any harm."

The caster lay in Soichiro Katsuki's arms and showed a gentle smile, a fragile smile as fragile as glass.

"I don't understand. I participated in this war just to be used by you. If I didn't even have this effect, what's the point of my participation in the war? Why did you choose me as the master?"

The man's calm voice penetrated into pain.

His value, the meaning of his existence. After twenty years of hard training and expenditure of 20 million yuan, he achieved this, but why did he not even have any effect?

Five years ago, the first assassination in his life, and the only assassination, appeared before a man again.

It was a scene that he hadn't remembered for a long time. It was just for the purpose of reconnaissance, but he could not even use any means to easily conquer the life of the target. Lifelong training was meaningless.

So what is my lifelong efforts?

"The existence of Lord Soichiro is the greatest meaning in my life. It is my wish that Lord Soichiro will not be hurt at all."

The woman in her arms casts a strong love in her blue pupils.

Such feelings, men understand that they are the love that humans praise, and they cannot understand why they exist between each other.

Why can he accept this feeling called love?

"That's not your wish, don't lose yourself because of your wrong feelings, caster."

The man said so.

Yes, when I dreamed of midnight, men had seen women's wishes.

——Before I die, I really want to return to my motherland—

...That longing for my hometown

Obviously, this is incomprehensible to him who has no destination, no, it is a feeling that he will definitely not understand.

Then go home, pursue the Holy Grail, and use my abilities and life to achieve this goal.

"Humans live for themselves, whether they give or sacrifice such qualities for others, and also for the self-satisfaction of human beings. Your wish has not been realized yet, why have you given up your efforts to survive?"

But women don't agree.

"My wish has come true. It's great to find this before dying."

A woman who is crazy about the love of others, meets a man who can do anything for her, tolerate all her mistakes, and spares no life to save her.

It is enough to meet such a good man, even if he has only experienced dozens of days of false life. She doesn't want to become the terrifying witch of the past, she just wants to live happily in the sun with him.

"So, I have no reason to do that."

The woman's consciousness began to dissipate, and her blank eyes could no longer see her master.

But she was still refusing. In front of this man, she no longer wanted to become the original witch.

The woman is entering death, and he has no time.

He could not understand the changing woman's thoughts, but he only noticed the anxious feelings that had never been experienced in his heart before the woman's breath that was about to disappear.

The woman who could not go home gave up her wish, showed a peaceful smile, and tried to die in front of him.

That shouldn't be the case.

This shouldn't be the ending.

A wandering and helpless woman made a wish to go back.

He didn't know what he wanted to go back to.

The longing of my hometown that echoes repeatedly.

Maybe it was because I had never seen or heard of it, or maybe I had never even imagined it.

That kind of thing - how he should feel, he can't even know until he dies.

But this is an existence that does not belong here. The migratory birds flying to the south will fly back to their hometown no matter how far they are, because there is the place where she should be.

"You can't die here."

But he didn't know how to do it. He existed just for killing people and did not know how to save people.

The only thing he can do is-

"Caster, I order you to absorb their energy."

He has no spells, nor does he use spells, and the witch simply transfers the necessary connections of his existence to him and draws basic magic from him.

He can't do anything.

Apart from--

Looking at the woman who was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly picked up the fruit knife next to him, cut the vein in his left hand, and sent the flowing blood to the caster's mouth.

For the server, human blood is filled with the magic they need.

"Surviving, I'm about to absorb my magic."

Perhaps it would be just a futile effort, but the arrow was drawn without turning back.

I have decided on my own death long ago, so I will give my life.

The longer you live with the caster, the more you become unfriendly.

The woman's burning feelings try to burn the dead heart.

From the first day of meeting, the beating heart, which had not collapsed for decades, stopped beating hearts in an instant.
To be continued...