He, the mercenary, said that "even if this city is going to be destroyed," he would still have to find a way to save Niqiu Chun.
Strong external forces will bring destruction, but I accept this in my heart and still want to save the girl.
"Compared to me, Sigma is much more powerful."
Her somewhat sunny expression showed the determination in her heart.
——Fate is not testing me, because the general trend of the world has already been determined.
——Besides, I will never challenge the God of Destiny.
The clear mirror stops water.
The wind and rain around him, the turbid current at his feet, and the storm of murderous intent flying all around seemed to become far away.
If you give up your own humanity, combine all the imitations of the great "Old Men of the Mountain" in the past, and give up being a human being, you might be able to stop that giant beast and the woman with foreign powers.
——Without fear.
——Just become what you should be.
——All you need to do is give up all those immature emotions.
The unknown assassin decided to pursue his own path and abandon all emotions.
Let the things in your spiritual base vibrate and become something that eliminates yourself.
However--
The changes in her spirit base suddenly stopped.
"...?"
His past, personality, body, emotions - these things accumulated along the way, the nameless assassin was ready to erase them all, and just when he was about to start chanting the name of the Noble Phantasm -
However, the words could not be spoken.
The scene in front of me suddenly lost its sound, and then the air flow brought by the storm completely disappeared.
He couldn't even hear his own breathing, and the assassin even had the illusion that someone had deprived him of his hearing.
The assassin listened carefully and heard the rustling sound of clothing. She realized that there was something wrong not with her ears but with the relationship with the surrounding space.
It was as if he was imprisoned in a shadow without thickness, and his existence was completely isolated from the world.
To be more precise, my own existence is cut off by the 'shadow' between myself and the world.
Transparent shadow.
It can only be described as a strange feeling.
The body cannot move.
Although the impact caused by the storm and the battle was still intertwined and flying around her, she was not affected in the slightest and still stood where she was.
No, you can't even tell whether you are standing or sitting, and you can't even see your limbs.
Could it be that he has been eliminated and lost his body?
She was isolated from the world in an extremely abrupt way, in a way that people can't help but think of.
Then, there was a change in her vision.
The aftermath of the spearman's attack, which was neutralized by the berserker, caused a nearby big tree to explode.
Then, when a scattered leaf flew past the assassin's eyes——
Something that didn't exist a moment ago suddenly appeared in the center of the field of vision.
‘That existence’ seemed to melt into the world, appearing in the field of vision very naturally.
‘That existence’ is exactly——
It seems to symbolize the concept of death, a skull mask.
In an instant, time stood still for the nameless assassin.
There was no room for questions.
No need to be surprised.
Her memories, soul, tempered body, and faith that were now tainted by monsters all clearly understood what 'that existence' was.
The skin on the face regains its tactility.
She felt tears falling from her eyes very naturally.
The skull mask just existed there, and strange sounds rang out around her.
"...Why are you here?"
human voice.
However, it sounded as if the world around the assassin was making a sound together, which was very strange.
Although the assassin instinctively thought that she was enclosed in the shadow, she understood immediately.
The shadow that he was sealed in was the person he admired.
"...Why do you yearn for mountains?"
These were just quiet questions, but they penetrated into the soul of the assassin.
It felt like a harsh rebuke, but at the same time, you could feel the incredible words enveloped in gentleness.
The assassin couldn't even utter a word.
Because this is a question that strips away the roots of the meaning of one's existence.
However, the nameless assassin has no answers.
To be precise, I am not qualified to answer.
She herself has thought more about this issue than anyone else.
What the fanatics seek is proof.
It is just proof that you can say that you are indeed a believer and a believer in God.
Chasing that proof was itself a sign of immaturity. She'd noticed that long ago.
After her life ended and now she became a heroic spirit, she was even more aware of this immaturity.
However, just like this, right now when she became a heroic spirit, something puzzled her.
Why are you pursuing "proof"?
Want the power to save more lives?
Want to show your faith to others?
Do you want to dedicate everything you have earned through this proof to a great cause?
Is it the arrogant desire to become the leader of the cult and change the world?
Or - is it an extremely small, selfish wish?
My original intention has long since disappeared from my mind.
The only regret left is that I am looking for proof because I am immature.
The reason for starting has long been abandoned during the long and arduous practice.
At the end of the extraordinary asceticism, both body and spirit have been replaced, and they are no longer the same as they were born with.
To practice all the eighteen great deeds possessed by the ‘Hassan Sabahs’ of the past generations requires sacrificing everything of oneself.
Although she would never admit it herself——
But she is in a sense more talented than anyone else.
Give up the pain, give up the past, give up the future, and lose many emotions.
Even my name, first wishes and prayers are the same.
She gave everything she had to finally stand here.
Because of this, she can reach the heights that belong only to her.
The same is true, because of this way of living, she cannot answer this 'question'.
His original intentions were questioned.
However, that original intention was regarded as an obstacle to spiritual practice and abandoned.
Although I am still unable to move my body and cannot speak words——
But even if she could move freely, she would not be able to answer this question.
If it is a reason to devote oneself to faith, she can certainly answer it.
If not, she would not be happy about Sigma's emerging faith and would not attack the magicians who are pursuing the Holy Grail.
However, what she was being asked at this moment was 'the reason why she yearns for mountains'.
When adults talk about "mountain", they mean a name.