The castle of Einz Beren's villa, in a spacious hall.

At this time, Shirou and Archer were confronting each other.

"It's time, boy, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!"

"Ah! So am I."

The collision of words is also the collision of the souls of both sides.

"Speaking of this, we are holding the same necklace. However, there may only be one that necklace."

"Yes, that's what you will never leave when you are saved."

Before the war begins, there are some things that need to be explained clearly.

Both sides stared at each other without giving in and talking to each other.

"There is a relic of Rin Tosaka's father in this world."

"So that's it. Your real name is...Hei Linggu! This is your real name."

At this time, one of the bystanders of the duel spoke.

"Aren't you Shirou's ideal? He will become a hero?"

Saber looked at Archer with a serious expression, but now she can't move.

Behind her, a huge silver cross was standing firmly on the floor.

Lead-gray chains extending from the cross tightly wrapped around Saber's body.

"But why are you here to kill yourself?"

"I have indeed become the heroic spirit of my ideal."

Archer just glanced at Saber indifferently, and his eyes were fixed on Shirou again.

"Saved humanity and saved the so-called world crisis."

Speaking of this, Archer paused and his mouth slightly raised.

It was a bitter smile, a bitter smile with a deep and desolate atmosphere.

"But, in the end, only regrets. Because all I have is left is death. Just as Sister Yiliya said, the people who were saved by me for their own desperation were sent to the guillotine without hesitation."

"Only death? Guillotine..."

Saber was silent. She had experienced too many pictures of death, and she could clearly feel the indescribable helplessness from the archer. It was a kind of resonance, a resonance for death.

"In order to save as many human beings as possible, I kill, kill, and keep killing. In order to implement my ideals, I killed many people and saved thousands of times the number of people killed. Yes! I just want to save others and save human beings!"

As he said that, Archer waved his hand and the red dress he was wearing floated slightly. How close to the red blood was to it.

"Do you remember how Sister Yiliya once evaluated the behavior of the caster? The number of people killed by the caster is much smaller than the number of people who kill each other themselves, and at most it is just a fraction of them."

"So what? What the hell do you want to say?"

Shirou clenched his fists in a deep voice. His determination would never be shaken, even if it was hypocrisy.

"What do I say? I just want to say that even though I have killed so many people, in the end, there are not as many people as humans have killed each other. And what about the people who save them? Maybe they will kill others when they look back. In that case, did I save people or kill people again? In fact, I don't know what it is. Because I have forgotten, how many times have this kind of thing been repeated."

Archer spoke extremely cruel words in a faint tone.

"I have no way to escape from this cycle of reincarnation. Yes, with the only exception."

"Do you regret it?"

Shirou questioned archer in a heavy tone.

"Of course, I..."

Archer shook his head.

"No, it's you, you shouldn't be a hero."

"Then, we are two different people! The only thing I can't do is regret!"

Shirou raised his arm and pointed his index finger straight into Archer's eyebrows. All that exists in his words is unquestionable.

"So, I will not admit you. I will defeat your wrong ideals with my own hands!"

"It seems you know it too! The battle with me is a sword-making competition."

So, with the two spells "iamtheboneofmys." ringing one after another.

The showdown between Shirou and Archer unfolds in the inherent barrier of Archer.

"Berserker, what are you doing? Archer is serious! Shirou will definitely be killed by him!"

The moment Shirou and Archer disappeared, Rin, who followed, loudly questioned another spectator standing next to the cross, Iriya.

"Why didn't it? Are you so unconfident in Shirou?"

Yiliya gently raised the corner of her mouth and did not answer Lin's question.

"What does it mean to have confidence? How can humans and heroes believe that?! Besides, Shirou is just a rookie magician!"

Rin is right, the difference between heroes and humans is indeed a gap in measuring the strength of both sides.

First of all, as long as sufficient magic power is maintained, the heroic spirits can continue to fight.

Humans cannot do it. No matter how strong humans are, their physical strength has an end.

Moreover, once humans are injured, they will definitely affect their strength.

The heroes have no concerns in this regard. As long as they are not fatal injuries, they will still act correctly.

"Rookie Magician?"

Iriya wrote a line of questions.

"Shirou, who has experienced so many things, is no longer a rookie. Besides, have you ever made up for his devil?"

Iriya smiled wickedly, waved her hand, and origin-logic (the root principle) was summoned.

A huge screen emerged from the pages of origin-logic (roots theory).

What is displayed on the screen at this time is the Shirou who fights desperately and the Heroic Shirou who will be in the inherent barrier.

The picture changed several times and finally it was frozen on the right shoulder.

There, Shirou's sleeves were broken, revealing a blue fish-shaped mark.

"Ah! That's..."

The moment he saw the fish-shaped imprint, Rin's face turned completely red.

"You, you, have you peeked at us...we..."

"Yes. I peeked."

Iriya nodded calmly, her smile became malicious.

"The lonely man and widow are in the same room, not only sat on the bed together, but also took off their clothes."

"That, that's it, that's just a ritual need! Shirou and I did nothing!!!"

Rin shook her head violently without doing anything, and her black ponytail began to shake.

"I know, I've said that I've peeked. I must have seen it all. I know what you did. What are you panicing?"

Lin felt that he might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him. He just said something a little ambiguous, and he was fooled.

"Oh! By the way. I still remember that you seemed to say to Shirou, 'You read other people's memories, right?', and then he shouted with tears in his eyes, 'You beast' and threw him with a pillow, right?"

Iriya lightly pointed and walked to Lin's side.

"To be honest, you even called out the word "beast". I am very interested in what Shirou saw. Is it the daily life of some girls? For example..."

When the text arrived here, it was interrupted by Rin's sudden stretch of hand.

"Don't write anymore! I don't know what Shirou saw, right?"

Rin screamed, and tears were swelling.

This is the second time she has cried in the fifth Holy Grail War.

The first time, of course, was the one that helped Shirou replenish his devils.

At this moment, a sudden bang sounded. It was Yiliya who snapped her fingers.

Then, the chains that had been bound by saber were put away and re-wrapped onto the sacred-shackle.

"…holy, I have never understood what you are thinking. This Holy Grail War is, and so is the last Holy Grail War."

After watching the screen for a while, Saber, who was free, looked at Iriya in a quiet voice and said.

"What are you going to now? Why not stop Archer and Shirou? You should know that Shirou has a slim chance of winning against Archer."

"The odds of winning are slim? Shirou never had that kind of thing."

After listening to what Saber said, the words given by Iriya made Saber and Rin feel a little bit of recognition while being shocked.

"If Archer was really serious and really just wanted to kill Shirou, Shirou would have died long ago. Do you know? If I didn't take action at the Riyudong Temple, Archer, who had been following Shirou, would definitely save Shirou, not just because he wanted to deal with Shirou himself."

"What you mean is that archer wants..."

Rin guessed something and spoke hesitantly.

"That's right! It's a trial. If Shirou now has his ideas that are not firm, then kill them to reduce an incompetent hypocrite in the world. If Shirou's ideas are firm, he will make this idea and this ideal become more firm through the battle of life and death."

This is Iriya's conjecture, and it is also the conclusion she draws from the eyes of the once bystanders and the identity of the authorities now.
Chapter completed!