The sky at sunset is bloody.

The earth in front of me is also bloody.

Those who believed in her and supported her were divided into two factions, and each other regarded each other as enemies and killed each other.

Then, they fell on this battlefield together and fell beside her.

Awakened from a distant dream, she knelt dejectedly on the blood-stained hill again, looking at the desolate scene.

How did I make this mistake? What were I thinking at that time?

Failed to achieve ideals and failed to save people.

He embarked on this path arrogantly, but let more people disappear in their dreams.

Finally reached my end in this battlefield.

Therefore, everything is a tragedy caused by oneself.

She confirmed her fault again.

I wanted to save someone, but my hands were soaked in blood.

I wanted to protect myself, but I pierced my relatives' hearts with my own hands.

How can she tolerate her mistakes?

With the pain that could not be exhaled, the girl holding the sword lets the tears flow on her face.

……sorry……

She choked and couldn't say a word, but she still couldn't control the urge to apologize.

Even though the apology could not be conveyed to anyone, she still repeated the confession.

No matter how you cry.

No matter how hard it is.

The deadline for her confession will never end.

Because this is a place where there is no time to flow.

So she regrets that she will not change any past or any future.

The disappearing life cannot be returned.

The mistakes made cannot be corrected.

——The only one who can correct her mistakes is the Holy Grail.

The girl stared at the battlefield under the setting sun in the time when she lost her meaning.

I've been waiting forever, and I won't slack off or get tired.

Waiting for a thousand years is only a moment.

After waiting for a moment, I experienced thousands of years of suffering.

Until she saw the light again.

In the unchanged scenery, the white, gentle light that lit up like clouds.

——This time, I must succeed.

Faced with an unknown fate, the girl held the sword fearlessly.

Her past has been confirmed, and her future has long passed.

The only thing the girl hopes is to correct her mistakes.

Therefore, the girl no longer cares about fate and life and death.

She just needs to use all that she has ended and repay the sins she has committed.

Isn't this good?

Slowly as if it had been a century, light fell from the sky, wrapping her kneeling figure holding a sword, dissolving and disappearing her mind.

Everything in sight is white, and indistinguishable white has no meaning.

Everything in sight is black, and black that cannot be seen is meaningless.

When a girl's thoughts can finally connect black and white, everything will have meaning.

Black is nothing, which separates the barrier of nothingness between existence and the world.

White is there, like lightning, and it penetrates nothing, connecting the impossible world.

——This is the power of the Holy Grail.

White lightning wrapped around her body, stirring and circling until the sound of wind appeared in the world.

She realized that she had an entity again.

The red meteor that could not be ignored came from afar and passed through her vision.

The bright red like blood exudes a bloody smell and brings the breath of war.

Without thinking, the girl waved her hands and easily bounced away the bloody shooting star with the sword wrapped in the wind.

Stepping out the gradually disappearing white lightning, the girl's steel boots stepped on the ground lightly, and the clear wind without any breath of death hit the steel armor, fiddling with the flying skirt, and kissing the golden hair.

It's cool and extremely real, this is the feeling of living.

The girl raised her head, intimidating the meteor that was unwilling to accept it, and in the dark space, the man waving the red meteor showed his blue body.

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The man muttered dissatisfied and surprised, sarcastically mocking his crow's mouth, and then flew out of the dark space as if suddenly shrunk.

That is the same servant as oneself, who must be defeated in war.

The girl realized this and was about to chase her out, she suddenly stopped.

Although she didn't know where she was, she felt a sense of familiarity in her heart in this unfamiliar space.

It is now at night, and the closed space has moonlight shining through the small windows.

The messy things around mean that this is a warehouse for storing things that are rarely used.

On the ground where she first stepped on, there was a dark magic circle that was invisible to the naked eye, and only the magician could pay attention to its existence.

That is the hero who was able to show up to the girl.

It is also an existence that makes the girl feel familiar.

In a time that cannot be described correctly, the magic circle she drew with her friend she vowed to protect seemed like this.

She tightened her heart and then moved her gaze to the side.

Next to the magic circle, a young man was supporting his hands back, sitting foolishly on the ground, looking up at her in a daze.

Wearing a uniform that seems to be of some kind, without any protective function, it is impossible to imagine that ordinary clothes of war have been moistened by the blood of the boy.

Is it because the injury is not serious or because of something, the boy kept staring at her in a daze.

Fortunately, she was not the person she imagined, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then she realized something was not good.

If nothing wrong-

“—I ask you: Are you my master?”

“Huh…ma…ster…?”

As expected, the young man couldn't continue to pick up Baba.

Although she is not the type who judges people by her appearance, the girl has no expectation of her answer when she looks at the boy. She just abides by her duties and completes the necessary work.

"Servant.saber, come according to your call.master, please instruct."

The boy reacted like a curse, and he unconsciously pressed the back of his left hand.

The reaction to this language was not the boy who could speak nothing, but the mantra on him.

This was enough, the girl nodded gently.

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"What, contract, what-!?"

No longer have to care about what the boy was going to say, the girl turned her head and jumped out of the warehouse without hesitation, facing the man standing outside the door and holding a spear.

I don’t want to experience betrayal again, and I don’t want to think of that person anymore. The girl just wants to try her best to swing her sword and use her own strength to seize the Holy Grail.

If you believe in the power of others, it is understandable to be betrayed by others.

Only those things that are taken with their own strength will no one be able to take them away.

Although things in the world are not that easy, when a girl comes to this world, she only has her own sword.

Facing the strange gun-holding man, the girl showed a fighting spirit and raised her sword.

The opponent rushed over without saying a word, and then the girl swung the spear away with a blow, then bounced away the spear that continued to pierce out, and rushed towards the opponent.
To be continued...