Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Quiet, didn't you see Saber before meeting me?"

"I'm sorry, no." The purple-haired assassin shook his head. "Miss Saber may be on her way, but because of the problem with the search area you assigned, the subordinate thinks that she may need a little more time."

"Is that so. Considering the influence of young demigods being born everywhere, Saber has to be within the confines of this cave..." He glanced at the Command Spell in his hand.

Rope has promised to fulfill the wishes of all his subordinate heroic spirits, and naturally he will not break his promise until now.

Tranquility wants to be by his side, and Nero prays for the "Citizens of Rome" who support her.So simple, Rope only needs to rely on his future adopted daughter as the same root of the Holy Grail, and give these magical power generation servants immortal fleshly bodies.

With a physical body, from a heroic spirit to a living human being, all wishes are barely fulfilled.Nero's rule, he would order Pharos to go to Italy.

As for Saber Artoria—

Although King Arthur's wish is not to be nostalgic in this world, Ropey does not intend to give her the chance to realize her true wish.

The wrong dream has lasted for so long, and it's time to wake up from it.

"Order him, Saber, come to my side!"

Since the Holy Grail War began, Rope's first and last Command Spell.

The wind of magic gathered, and the blond knight king in blue dress and silver armor appeared beside him.

After standing firm, Saber looked at the surrounding environment and frowned when his eyes touched the saint on the ground, but he was quickly distracted by the throne of stone rising in the center of the magic pattern.

- The coveted Holy Grail.

"It's a bit slow, Saber."

Ignoring Saber's hopeful gaze, Rope smiled.

When he took Karen's own holy grail, he informed Saber through the words of his heart, but the girl seemed a little ashamed of her "A" rank agility, and it was too late.

Hearing this, Saber reluctantly avoided looking at the Holy Grail, turned around to face her Master and explained...  

"I met Berserker on the way, listen to that Servant, Rope, do you want her to come here?"

Jack agreed to his terms anyway.

Rope was not surprised at all.

In the midst of a dying end, an olive branch of redemption is enough to make anyone agree to any condition.The murderer of Wudu got his wish and met his gentle mother, and naturally he would not regret returning to the throne of the Heroic Spirit.

"Well, yes. That's exactly what I said."

"Rope, this war is over, so why do you want to get involved with that bloody girl? Wouldn't it be better to let her exit naturally even if you don't seek her out?"

"...There are many, many reasons."

Rope smiled awkwardly.

"However, Saber can rest assured, everything will be arranged properly, and the "wish" will not be in vain. "

Whether his wish will not fail or Saber's, only Rope knows.

"..."

Being forced to give such an explanation, even if Artoria's keen intuition felt that something was wrong, she could only calm down her dissent and stand quietly.

In front of her is the end.

As long as we go back to the day when the sword in the stone was pulled out, then all the tragedies and all the unreasonable will not appear... The girl is so looking forward to it.

wait.

When Ropey caught a glimpse of a petite figure with white hair sneaking in from the corner of his eye, Naiako's "God-making Ritual" was finally completed.

sizzle-

With the sound of the tape malfunctioning, an ominous storm was blowing in the hollow of Mt. Yuanzang.

At the top, a huge black round thing slowly takes shape.

Like a dark sun, it hangs on the ground of this mountain.

"what is this!?"

As if his head had been smashed hard, Saber took a step back, his face full of disbelief.

——At the end of the Fourth War, Artoria had seen the Holy Grail like this.

Contaminated by the evils of this world, it can only be used to fulfill desires of destruction.

But according to what Rope said at the time, after the liberation of his Noble Phantasm, plus ten years, it should have been purified!

Could it be that... Rope deceived himself?

Arturia didn't want to admit this, hoping that it was just Rope's mistake, but she shivered coldly when she looked at the expression of the black-haired youth.

Rope is smiling.

The corners of his mouth were upturned, happy, like a child who got the toy he wanted.

Unlike Artoria's shock at the evil of the world, Rope saw something deep in the black hole.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old human appearance, "she" has closed eyes, has long black and purple hair, skin is whiter than jade, and her body is curled up like a newborn baby.

"The Evil of This World", the black mud that is deadlier than venom surrounds "her", constantly permeating her skin and filling it with the fuel of power.