Hellish Affairs

"Ah, I'm glad to meet you too, and I hope to see you next time." Joyas waved his hand and said goodbye with a smile.

"If there is a chance...and Emiya Shirou." Although Hong A felt awkward calling her own name to her former self, she still looked at the white-haired girl who was still sleeping in the young boy's arms, His gaze softly warned: "Take care of Illya, and Sister Sakura and Fuji, don't make the same mistakes again, it's an extremely wrong path."

"Ah, I understand." Emiya Shirou nodded vigorously.

"give it to you……"

As soon as the words fell, the red archers had turned into pale golden particles and dissipated in the air.

The parting atmosphere made everyone feel a little depressed, and then found that Rin Tohsaka, who seemed to be the only one left behind, opened his eyes wide: "Wait...have I forgotten?"

"Maybe Archer thinks that you, as a young lady, can stand on your own feet. After all, you are not someone to worry about. You are already good enough." Joyas turned his head and smiled at Rin Tohsaka.

"Huh?!" Hearing Joyas' words, Tohsaka Rin's face was flushed, and he turned his head hurriedly: "It won't do any good to praise me all of a sudden!"

"I didn't praise you for the benefit." Joyas, who seemed to see the shadow of Ishtar from Tohsaka Rin, smiled, and then turned to look at Gilgamesh and Merlin: "I'm almost the same It's time to leave, I'm sorry, little husband, I didn't have time to say something properly."

"Joyas, when did you become so polite?" Gilgamesh laughed at him, with a little playfulness in his scarlet vertical pupils: "I remember that you have tried to give me the middle finger without mercy. guy?"

Emiya Shirou couldn't help looking at Joyas, he didn't expect that the other party who was always elegant and easy-going in his heart would make such a rough gesture.

"Little husband, I didn't expect you to remember this kind of thing...you're really narrow-minded." Joyas sighed pretendingly, glanced at his friend and shook his head.

"You bastard..." Gilgamesh gritted his teeth, almost couldn't help but draw out the sword of deviation.

Obviously the other party was the one who did the wrong thing, but Joyas felt like he was the one who should be blamed when he said this.

"Just kidding." Seeing that Gilgamesh seemed a little angry, Joyas quickly explained: "How can our king of Uruk be narrow-minded! His heart is so broad that he can tolerate the world!"

"Hmph, although what I said is the truth, I can't be moved by such an obvious act of pleasing the king." Gilgamesh, who seemed to be a little happy, glanced at him: "But let's let you go for now."

Hahaha, is that so?

Joyas felt that he didn't need to say much at this time, as long as he smiled.

"King Gilgamesh, you are as proud as ever... I didn't say anything!" Merlin, who was coldly glanced at by the snake-like scarlet pupils, immediately raised his hands and shook his head to express that he just slip of the tongue.

"...Then this king will leave now." After being interrupted by Merlin, a guy who didn't understand the atmosphere, Gilgamesh lost the desire to continue the conversation: "Joyas, see you next time."

He waved his hand, bathed in the faint golden light and returned to the Seat of Heroes.

"Well, see you next time." Seeing Gilgamesh disappear, Joyas felt a little melancholy.

The soft morning light has slowly shone on the large hollow of Enzang Mountain from the horizon, and happened to sway on Joyas' black-red armor.

Emiya Shirou looked at Joyas bathed in white light, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

At the moment of parting, it is always easy to make people speechless.

The holy sword user turned around with a faint smile on his face: "What's the matter? Shirou, don't you have anything to say?"

As if infected by the smile on the other person's face, Emiya Shirou also smiled wryly: "Joyas, I always feel that you will ease the atmosphere when other people are nervous..."

"Let's just count my little advantages? After all, I'm an understanding guy with a kind heart." Joyas shrugged.

Emiya Shirou took a deep breath, stared at the servant in front of him with amber eyes, and said seriously: "Joyas, thank you!"

"..."

"If it wasn't for you, perhaps Sakura and Illya would not have been saved so smoothly, and the Holy Grail would not have been destroyed so easily." Emiya Shiro said sincerely: "Thank you for not denying my ideals, Tell me what a true partner for justice should be."

"Your ideal should not be denied, because it is indeed extremely beautiful. As for what a partner of justice should be like..." Joyas said with an encouraging smile: "It depends on your heart, come on, Shirou .”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Emiya Shirou.

Emiya Shirou, who was slightly taken aback, also smiled, as if he held Joyas' hand when they met for the first time.

"Goodbye, Joyas."

"Goodbye, Shirou."

Chapter 206 Little Selfishness

The boundless darkness is like the feeling when you are swallowed by a black shadow for the first time, but it is different.

No tiresome, malicious resentment.

There is nothing but nothingness, and Joyas's ears are full of incantations from various worlds to summon heroic spirits.

"Currently and again, followed by five..."

"You are the seven heavens wrapped in the three great words, and you came here in the wheel of restraint..."

"Your body listens to my orders, and my life is entrusted to your sword..."

I even heard the familiar summoning music from Chaldea...

After saying goodbye to Emiya Shirou, Joyas gradually regained consciousness, and then found that he did not reach the seat of Heroes because it seemed that he was only a projection instead of a Heroic Spirit.

Otherwise, it should be locked in a small black room, because the Seat of Heroes should be very lively!

The emptiness in front of him that seemed to swallow even the light made Joyas a little helpless.

But the important thing now is, why didn't he return to the main body after the Holy Grail War exited, even though he was only a projection?

Joyas, who was deep in thought, felt that Gilgamesh's statement that he couldn't rest yet was not a trick of playing with the donkey.

And in this boundless darkness, Joyas could feel that his consciousness hadn't changed at all.

As if being imprisoned here, the only way out seems to be to explain the summoning to participate in the Holy Grail War.

And I don't know if the projection will continue to exist.

If the consciousness is interrupted, will I really return to the main body of Britain?

Joaspendragon was not willing to give up like this, or it could be said that there was a faint uneasiness in his heart telling him that he couldn't just sit and wait for death like this.

The significance of the existence of my own projection may not just be thrown into Fuyuki City by the will of the earth on a whim.

I wonder if Merlin has worked overtime well.

After asking Merlin to destroy the magic circle of the Great Holy Grail, Joyas asked him to take care of Illya before leaving.

After all, I don't know if the girl was rescued intact like the one in the fate line.

As for how to prolong her life with only half a year left, that girl herself knows very well, so there is no need to remind her too much.

"Forget about these things, the point now is how to get back to Britain from here!" Joyas felt that he seemed to need to continue to make a plan to find and return to the original Britain.

That being the case, let's take the safest way, first use the Holy Grail to incarnate, and then find a way to return to the original world.

After making up his mind, Joyas chose the Holy Grail War, which was not polluted by black mud, to accept the summon.

That is to say, Angora Mainyu was not summoned during World War Three, but the world of Amakusa Shiro-Fate/Apocrypha.

The infamous Black Whistle War.

Of course, Joyas also has a little selfishness.

He slowly closed his eyes, accepting the call of a heroic spirit from a magician.

……

A still night fell over the small cemetery, and a pale crescent moon hung high in the starry sky.

A faint silver light swayed in an open space in the cemetery. A burly man with three scars on his right eye and black sunglasses, who looked like a sinister man, was sitting on a white stone, smoking his favorite cigarette, waiting for himself. The time has come for the magic to reach its peak.

His name is Lion Jie Jieli, the seventh generation heir of the Lion Jie clan.

He is currently a freelance magician without affiliation, but now he can only treat it as a joke if he says he is a magician.

After all, in the eyes of Shi Shijie Jieli, he has already been reduced to a bounty hunter who uses magic.

What is richer than magic knowledge is the combat experience accumulated over the years on the battlefield.

Because of this, he was entrusted by the Magic Association to participate in a ceremony called the Holy Grail War, which smelled of blood and gunpowder.

It is different from the traditional Holy Grail War, because the Yugdomerenia clan unified the seven summoned servants into one force.

So in order to avoid this kind of thing like cheating, the "extraordinary period mechanism" of the Great Holy Grail system has been adjusted to become the Holy Grail War.

Dividing this Holy Grail War into red and black with seven each, a total of fourteen Heroic Spirits will accept the summons.

In order to fight against the "Yugdomirenia" clan representing the black camp, the clock tower also invited many magicians like Lion Jieli to summon heroic spirits to fight on behalf of the red camp.

Not only because they wanted to use the Holy Grail to reach the root that even magicians dream of, but also because the second-rate magic family of Yugdomirenia tried to use the Great Holy Grail to challenge the status of the clock tower and establish a new magic association!

"Huh..." The lion Jieli, who was surrounded by white smoke, took his last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt that was about to burn to his lips to the bottom of his feet, and skillfully crushed the faint but dazzling firelight in the cemetery with his toes.

Feeling the magic power in his body that had reached its peak, he stood up from the white stone.

He walked towards the magic circle for the spirit séance ceremony that had been prepared not far in front of him.

Lion Jie Jieli's sharp eagle-like pupils hidden under the black sunglasses stared at the holy relic in the distance, which was the corner of the round table in King Arthur's legend.

The fact that such a precious holy relic could be assigned to him showed that the clock tower also trusted this bounty hunter with rich combat experience.

"Can I seize this opportunity?" The somewhat absent-minded lion Jie Jieli murmured, and then clenched his fists with a serious expression: "No, I have to give it a go!"

His goal is not only to complete the commission of the Clock Tower, but more importantly, he wants to use the Holy Grail to lift the curse of his family, so that the Lion Jie family can continue.

So the target of the lion robbery this time is the strongest heroic spirit in Britain, the British undercover who used to be under King Arthur...

He looked firmly at the magic circle and stretched out his right hand, which had already shown the scarlet command spell, and chanted the spell of heroic spirit summoning in a serious tone.

Come out! saber!

……

The violent fluctuation of magic power swept across this vast space instantly like a whirlwind.

Joaspendragon, who accepted the summoning, could feel that his spirit body was being magically constructed to exist in this new world little by little.

He slowly opened his blue eyes, and his body soaked in black mud had returned to its former state.

The silver-blue armor covered Joyas' whole body, and the golden holy sword in his hand was shining brightly.

Joyas quickly found his master from the connection of the master-slave contract—the blond fat middle-aged man who was looking at him in shock.

Joyas, who had expected this for a long time, just looked at him and asked lightly: "Then, are you my Master?"