Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Grandfather, he... didn't the priest Kotomine explain to you the reason for looking for me?"

"I don't know about this next time." The monk said: "But please ask Sister Ordesia as soon as possible. Priest Kotomine doesn't have much free time."

"Understood, I'll go right now."

Karen nodded in response, turned around and walked out of the small door next to her, walking straight towards the back hall of the church.

Pushing open the somewhat old wooden door, behind the neat desk, the old man is constantly pinching the bridge of his nose, trying to relax his eyes.

He was very tired.

"Grandfather." Karen stood at the table and saluted respectfully.

"I don't know why you called me here?"

"Oh, Karen?" Yan Fengli opened his eyes and showed a kind smile.

"Didn't disturb your prayers?"

"No, the morning class was over before my grandfather called me."

"That's right, he's as good as your father. When Kirei was your age..." Kotomine Li was talking about it, then he was stunned, and said as if giving up.

"...It's really old. Karen, forgive Grandpa's nagging."

"What are you talking about?"

"Yeah." Yan Fengli was taking out an envelope from the drawer of the table, which didn't look thin at all.

He pressed the envelope on the table and gently pushed it in front of Karen.

The girl took it suspiciously, and opened it after getting permission.

Inside was a thick stack of Japanese yen and a few sheets of paper of unknown use.

"Grandfather, this is...?"

"Living expenses." Yanfeng Lizheng explained.

"You also know about the Holy Grail War, Karen, once heroic spirits and heroic spirits, magicians and magicians clash, no part of this city is safe. So I plan to send you to the next door to see the city, where is it? Live for a short time, and come back when the ritual of the Holy Grail has subsided."

The old man sighed and continued.

"This time, the ceremony seems to be more intense than the last time... Even the master of Bathermelo, the youngest magus marshal, has come here. It's completely unpredictable where the Holy Grail War will go."

Karen didn't know what her grandfather meant by "Bathemello" and "Magic Marshal". Her attention was attracted by the last sentence, and she suddenly realized.

Sure enough, are you sending me out of Fuyuki City...

Grandfather's starting point is good, Karen is very clear about this, but as the saying goes, "good intentions often lead to bad things." After she guessed that her grandfather was going to send her away, she didn't think that this arrangement was for "Kallen O. Eldesia" best result.

——Today, she put it into action.

Karen shook her head, and put the envelope on the table again under the surprised eyes of Yanfeng Lizheng.

"Grandfather, I want to stay."

"...Karen, do you want me to worry about my last job? Your father died in the last Holy Grail War!"

Kotomine Risei's tone was a little harsher, but the girl still insisted on her opinion.

"Grandfather, if the chicks want to be independent, they must spread their wings and fly by themselves." Karen said tactfully: "Whether it's my overreach or not, I always think that I should take over the responsibility of your life. For this reason, this war is not something I can escape, you can protect me once, in the next, next Holy Grail War, who will protect me? Or do you want me to be so unknown, as a Ordinary nuns spend the rest of their lives?"

Besides, she was cursed.

If Rope is really the master who came to participate in the Holy Grail War, it is still unknown whether his death will affect him or not.As for the effects of the curse, there was still too little she could figure out until now.

The only thing that is certain is that the black-haired and greedy young man seems to have gradually become his "superior existence" - after several meetings, Karen understood this.

Kotomine Rizheng didn't expect his obedient granddaughter to be able to say such a thing. After a brief period of relief, he became worried, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Although my reason wants me to veto your words, but...Karen, you're right. If it's to inherit my responsibilities, I should really let you see the world." The old man pondered for a moment and then said.

"Okay, I'll let you stay. But Karen, you have to promise me that you are just standing on the edge of this vortex, and any participation in the Holy Grail War is not allowed."

"Thank you, grandfather."

In this way, you can witness a miracle, right?

or……

Karen shook her long hair, throwing unrealistic delusions out of her mind.

After retiring from her grandfather, she did not choose to return to the chapel, but returned to her room.

The moment the door was closed, the back of the girl's left hand started to burn.

...mental disorder?

Karen, who has the medium of being abused, immediately thought of the "talent" that would hurt her.

She raised the back of her hand and was surprised to find that it was not an imagined wound.

Crimson, irregular lines are slowly emerging, imprinted on the back of Karen's hand like a delicate tattoo out of thin air.

She knew what it was.

Holy Grail War - Master's Qualification.