There are corpses on the deck, corpses in the cabin, corpses on the roof of the ship, and corpses in the cab.
"The answer is to kill all the two hundred people who are in the way."
"......well?"
On the bed behind me, the weapons I was accustomed to used appeared at some point.
"The answer is correct, Emiya Kiritsugu."
The voice was obviously emotionless, but Emiya Kiritsugu felt a hint of teasing in it.
The TV is turned off and the image disappears.
Jingle Bell--
The phone that appeared in Emiya Kiritsugu's hand at some point began to ring.
Out of muscle memory, Emiya Kiritsugu answered the phone.
The voice that had just sounded on the TV started ringing on the phone.
"Those three hundred people were rescued, congratulations."
"Now they abandoned the damaged ship and took two new ships to continue sailing."
"Two hundred people on a boat, a hundred people on a boat."
"Hello!"
Emiya Kiritsugu realized what the voice wanted to say, and immediately shouted, trying to interrupt the voice.
He turned around and took quick steps.
To find out——
What is this place!
But the sound won't stop.
"Both ships have large holes in their bottoms that cannot be ignored. You were kidnapped by the ship with a hundred people, and they forced you to repair their ship first."
"Then, what should you do? Emiya Kiritsugu."
"Wait! This-"
Before Emiya Kiritsugu finished speaking, the scene changed again.
The thing in his hand is not a mobile phone at all.
But——
drop.
--boom!!!
Turning around, Emiya Kiritsugu saw the ship that sank in the explosion.
"Ah...ah..."
His pupils trembled.
"You made the right choice."
The voice sounded.
"Absurd! This...how can this be correct!"
Emiya Kiritsugu roared out angrily.
"Only 200 people survived, but 300 people died - the pointer of the scale has turned upside down. How on earth is this kind of thing right!?"
"No."
The voice retorted.
"It's not wrong."
"Because that's what you've been doing."
"Every time you choose to sacrifice the few to save the many."
"Isn't it? Emiya Kiritsugu."
"this--"
Emiya Kiritsugu paused for a moment.
"You pursue the so-called balance of the scales, always abandoning the few and ignoring them."
"You think that even if it will cause a bloody accumulation, more people will be saved in the end."
"The life of a saved person is precious."
"—Is this what you want me to see?"
Emiya Kiritsugu returned to the beach.
The waves became rougher and the rain became heavier.
Emiya Kiritsugu's voice came from gritted teeth.
"This is your truth, your desire, your innermost thoughts."
"So this is what the Holy Grail of wishing machines should accomplish."
"No--"
Emiya Kiritsugu let out a roar.
"That's not what I want!"
"It is precisely because I want to find other ways than to do the same thing that I do - that I seek miracles!"
His voice changed from anger to fear to expectation.
but--
"It's something you don't even know how to do."
"Not included in your wishes."
"If you want the world to be saved..."
"Then it can only be achieved through the methods you know."
"——Are you kidding!!!"
Emiya Kiritsugu clenched his fists and roared uncontrollably again.
"If that's the case——what kind of miracle is it!?"
"This is a miracle."
"There is no doubt about it..."
"It's a miracle."
...
--boom!!!
Zheng——
Gilgamesh wrapped the Lock of Heaven around the Key of Heaven, resisting Anno's crazy attack.
But Annuo's speed was simply not something Gilgamesh could keep up with at this moment.
A sword.
Two swords.
Three swords.
The huge lightsaber was held in Annuo's hand and struck towards Gilgamesh.
Gilgamesh could only keep blocking and then retreat.
--boom!!!
The Key to Heaven that was wrapped around the Lock of Heaven was directly blasted off by Annuo.
But on both sides of Annuo, the door to the King's Treasure House opened, and the chains controlled the spears, stabbing towards Annuo.
Poof——
The fairy's armor was penetrated, and Annuo was pierced by the spears on both sides.
"Well--"
Gilgamesh took this opportunity to distance himself from Annuo.
He threw the spear in his hand towards Annuo.
boom!!!
Annuo smashed the spear into pieces with a sword, then endured the pain and pulled out the spear inserted in his crotch.
And Gilgamesh.
"EA (EA)!"
He took out the Guili sword.
Looking at Gilgamesh's movements, Anno took a deep breath.
"This is...a sword that cuts off all evil and would rather be stained with the enemy's blood...!"
"It is the sword of deviation that solidifies atoms, mixes them, and tears the world apart!"
The holy sword and the deviant sword poured out at the same time.
"The silvery end of inhuman things and enemies!"
"Let us pay our respects through death!"
——Buzz————
"[Breaking evil and stained with blood·Chalkiness] (Chalkiness)!!!"
"[Star of Enuma Elish]!!!"
Noble Phantasm, collision.
The magic roared and roared, tearing apart everything around it.
An Nuo's left hand trembled and he gritted his teeth.
Gilgamesh's eyes were cracked and his breath was unstable.
...
"Well, this is the last question, Emiya Kiritsugu."
Emiya Kiritsugu stood there trembling, his eyes trembling with despair.
But the sound was still ringing.
"Save someone."
To the left of Emiya Kiritsugu stands Kuu Maiya.
"It's better to save two people."
On the right side of Emiya Kiritsugu stood Irisviel and Illya.
Emiya Kiritsugu was already numb.
The body started to move on its own.
He killed Kuu Maiya.
Saved Irisviel and Illya.
"So, this is the answer in your heart, do you understand?"
Irisviel sat on the bed and said with a smile.
Illya laughed happily and jumped into Emiya Kiritsugu's arms.
He returned there.
Back to...the Einzbern family's castle.
Why...
Why the final ending...
It will be like this.
"Make a wish, my dear."
There was confusion in Irisviel's voice.
"That's the point of your wish."
"So, I pray that my wife will be resurrected and my daughter will come back to me."
"That's the point of your wish."
Kill everyone in the world.
Resurrect Irisviel and bring Illya back to you.
Is this the outcome of your wish?
For two people.
Kill six billion people?
There was snow blowing outside the window.
In front of Emiya Kiritsugu——
Blurred.
Those are tears.
"......farewell."
He put his pistol against Illya's neck in his arms, not knowing who he was saying goodbye to.