The Infinite Sword System That Ravages the Dimension

"Your name is Tazmi."

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes that's my name."

"Forget it," Wei Gong looked at the protagonist of the original novel who was still a country boy in front of him, "I owe you a favor this time, and this is for you."

Saying that, he threw something to Tazmi.

"Oh, thank you." Catching the thrown thing in a hurry, Tazmi looked at it curiously. It was a small ring made of an unknown metal. It looked very simple. Ordinary people might be afraid Think it's just an ordinary hoop.

"This is?" Tazmi raised his head and looked at Emiya with some doubts.

"If you are in danger, just break it, I will sense it, and then I will save you once."

"Just me once, hey, wait, what the hell is going on?"

Emiya didn't mean to explain, turned around and jumped, and quickly disappeared from the eyes of Tazmi and Ye Xi.

Chapter 20 To leave or to stay

After being separated from the Ye Raid crowd, Wei Gong returned to his house smoothly without any problems, and the guards who were attracted by the movement of the Ye Raid couldn't find anything. After all, the gap in strength was too great.

Pushing open the door, Wei Gong washed a little, then went to bed and closed his eyes. It wasn't because he was sleepy. In fact, the heroic spirit didn't need sleep. Now he was just a little upset and a little confused because he was facing against a choice.

"Okay, Emiya, the last light source has also been collected, and our mission has been completed. It's almost time to go." Zaruba said.

Emiya couldn't help but ponder, whether to go or not. To be honest, he has nothing to do with this world, and he came to this world to complete the task that the light source gave him. Now that the task has been completed, it is natural to go.

But, is it really good to just walk away like this?

At this moment, Emiya's eyes showed the scenes of coming to this world, the battle with Esdes, the dignitaries who were like cannibals in the imperial capital, the tormented faces of the victims, and the warehouse in the destination just now. Among the mutilated corpses, this scene kept reappearing in front of Emiya's eyes, as if asking Emiya to do this, is it appropriate?

[You are just an outsider to this world, you don't have to worry about it so much, making everyone happy is just a distant daydream. 】

[Maybe it’s just a daydream, but what does that matter, don’t forget your own heart, the people in this world need you. 】

The two voices echoed in Wei Gong's mind, making Wei Gong hesitate and annoy, and at this moment, a figure broke into his mind.

Different from his pale hair, his red hair like a flame still exudes its brilliance, his clothes have been dyed red with blood, and his magic power is almost exhausted. Whether it is combat experience or magic level, the opponent has no reason to beat him. Himself, after all—that was the past self, the Emiya Shilang who was still carrying an illusory dream called a partner of justice.

only. . . . . . .

The blood in his chest was flowing, his own blood, not the blood of his opponent, was a gift from the past Emiya Shirou to the future hero Emiya.

The visions of the past and the future were intertwined, but they collided into a situation that even the Heroic Spirit who planned all this did not expect.

"I won, archer."

"Yes, yes, my defeat."

Indifferently stated the fact of his failure, but unexpectedly did not feel the frustration of failure, but felt a trace of relief and a trace of shame, why?

Perhaps it was his figure in the past that conveyed to himself the feelings he had forgotten, the boy who confidently told his adoptive father that illusory dream under the moonlight, the feelings he had.

Gradually, Emiya's brows stretched, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

"What's the matter, an expression like I found something good."

"It's nothing, just found a clue for what was originally lost."

"What, don't be too esoteric," Zaruba said, but the conversation turned to another aspect. "To be honest, Emiya, now that all the light sources in this world have been found, we should leave, when are we leaving?"

"..."

"Weigong?"

"It's okay, I just thought about something, Zaruba." Emiya shook his head and replied to Zaruba, "By the way, Zaruba, can I stay out of this world for a while, I still have something to solve.

"So, how long will it take?"

"A year or so."

"One year?" There was a hint of surprise in Zaruba's voice, "What do you want to do, a year is too long."

"There are many reasons, can it be done?" Emiya did not directly answer Zaruba's question, but only asked Zaruba.

"I'll talk to that guy, it shouldn't be a problem." Zaruba didn't ask any more, but was about to ask the real person in charge, that is the light source in Emiya's body, and that light source determines the crossing of the new world. Yes, it's just that the light source itself is not very clear, so there is Zaruba, the messenger.

"Yeah." Wei Gong nodded and continued to close his eyes to rest.

Even so, Emiya's thoughts drifted away.

A young man with an unfulfilled dream, working hard for the realization of this dream, and even signed a contract with restraint when he was still a human being, even if he could only live for five years, he still worked hard for everyone to be happy. .

But in the end, the person he saved sent himself to the gallows, and after becoming a heroic spirit, he also sank in the constant slaughter.

[But even so. . . . . . . . 】

Emiya opened his eyes gently, and the figure of the red-haired boy who kept running towards him broke into his eyes again.

[Although that dream is illusory, the darkness of human nature is indeed deeper than that of any species, but human beings also possess the most beautiful qualities in the entire world, and this complex race cannot fully understand even if it is one of them. 】

[Perhaps your way of life is indeed wrong, but it is not wrong to protect the heart you want to protect. Just within the reach of these hands, see how much change you can bring to the world Bar. 】

Emiya looked at his outstretched hands and thought so.

"The palace."

"Ok?"