Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

"I was selected?"

The red mark on the back of Roland's hand is the crystallization of high-concentration magic power, commonly known as the Command Spell, and it is also the proof of the Master's qualifications in the Holy Grail War.

The Holy Grail Society spontaneously judges the people around who have a desire for it, and grants the qualification of the Master. Generally speaking, as the founder, the three Royal Society will each occupy a place, and the rest needs to be distributed according to their inner desires.

Even if there is a subconscious wish to be fulfilled, it will be recognized by the Holy Grail. However, in view of the cover of the three families, the current view of the Holy Grail War in the outside world is that it is a fake and inferior product located in the extreme east, and the popularity is not high. The so-called realization of any Wish is just a pretense. Most of the magicians who really took the initiative to participate also came with the idea of ​​witnessing the great ceremony of the Holy Grail War and the summoning of Heroic Spirits.

Therefore, in most cases, it is difficult to issue all the Master qualifications. There will always be one or two people who are forced to lower their requirements and issue them to qualified people before the Holy Grail War begins.

If you are in Fuyuki City, but you don't have a wish you want to achieve, even if you get the qualification, it's a strong stop to fill the number of people, like Emiya Shirou.

Now, there is still one year left before the start, except for the Mitsuya and Kotomine Kirei, who have been prepared for a long time, the other places should be vacant.

Roland looked at the Command Spell in his hand. The red crosses were crisscrossed together in the center, and a pale red circle of imprints wrapped the cross, as if a pair of eyes were staring, and they were about to move in the next moment.

"In other words, the Holy Grail thinks that I have a wish that I want to fulfill?"

He remembered everything before Matou Zaiyan's death, his hopeless life, just for a vain wish.

"The Holy Grail, what is it?"

Roland asked a boring question. After all, he was not an aboriginal who was born and raised in this world, and could not understand the special feelings that magicians and those people pursued.

Based on his current experience, if he can fully understand this matter, it will make Kiwu Tsuji no miserable feel strange, because people who can really understand this kind of thing must have some kind of strong view of good and evil and obsession.

Roland, who is too free, can do whatever he wants, just like Kotomine Kirei who was empty in his heart and couldn't get any joy, he is confused about the meaning of being chosen.

Fortunately, Oni Mai Tsuji has no misfortune to understand.

When he learned that the almighty wishing machine really existed, he understood this desire, and the purpose of his existence was to teach Roland this growing experience.

"It's an almighty wishing machine."

Guiwu Tsuji smiled miserably and said, "However, if you say that, you probably can't understand it. After all, you are the kind of person who goes too far."

"Then, think about it the other way around, being able to achieve any wish means, - getting something that no matter how hard you try, you can't get it."

"I don't understand, if you can't get it, just keep moving forward. If you can't move forward, it means that you only have this level. As long as you decide to move forward, there will be no such thing as an end point. Sooner or later, everything will be surpassed by me. This kind of thing is nothing more than the flowers and plants that make people stop on the roadside on the journey."

Hearing the miserable Kiwu Tsuji made everyone split. He really felt proud of this sense of conceit, but it was too difficult to get along with.

Where did this guy come from, the Ark of the Dead is too good at picking people.

"Let's think about it differently, how about looking at the wish of the Holy Grail as a shortcut? What you can't do now, but will definitely have in the future, put it in front of you when you need it most, so that you should Understand."

"Magicians are born to chase such shortcuts, because they are not you, and it is too small for a person to move forward in a lifetime. You might as well hit your luck."

Roland was silent for a moment, looked at the Command Spell in his hand, and said, "It seems that this is why the Ark of the Dead also wants to obtain the Holy Grail."

"It's not always the case, there are plenty of shortcuts," Kibu Tsuji did not deny it, "but just to chase the shortcut itself, but lost the original end of the heart, you should see more, I am the best example."

"The shortcuts represented by the main quests are very numerous for the Ark of the Dead, which can change the world and exist forever, so it can be changed at will, but each quest represents an encounter only once."

"Isn't it a very interesting thing that arrogant people, crazy people, and despicable people are fighting for their lives because of one after another, or nothingness, or a boring dream?"

As a fun person, Roland was persuaded.

"There's no way, who made me love all human beings? Since fate has chosen me, I have no choice but to end up playing."

Roland sighed, looking pitiful.

He walked out of the messy living room. Because only one place was detonated, under the effect of the barrier, the outside world was still silent.

Stepping on the blackened pieces of wood and insect corpses, Roland walked into the corridor, and then he heard a faint sound of footsteps.

The owner of the footsteps didn't want to hide his tracks, but because of his thinness, he couldn't make much noise on the ground.

Roland, who has been monitoring the Matou family for a week, has a clear understanding of the family's composition, except for Matou Kariya who doesn't know where he is, Matō Tsuruno who spends a lot of time outside, and it seems that it is because of the transformation of the insect cave and the Holy Grail. Apart from Matou Shinji, who was temporarily sent away due to the war, this evening, apart from Matou Zaoyan, who died in the Kingdom of Shadows, there is only one person still in the Matou family.

The unhurried footsteps walked to the door of the corridor, and stopped in front of the door that had collapsed.

"Papa."

The door lock was slightly opened, and what appeared in front of Roland was a purple dress—the skirt was short down to the knee, with short lace white socks and black-toed round leather shoes on her feet. petite girl.

The purple hair was cut short, only hanging down to the ear. The girl had fair skin, a straight face, dark purple eyes, and thin lips.

Although she is still very young, she is already an uncompromising beauty.

Matou Sakura raised her pretty face slightly, with a timid expression on her face. Those eyes that exuded inorganic light and looked incomparably empty were looking at Roland quietly.

He had a pitiful expression like a cub who was afraid of being hurt, but those eyes were like an invisible puppet.

Well... so cute!

Roland took a deep breath and restrained the urge to rub her in his arms.