Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Slowly, an inexplicable majesty filled the hollow of Yuanzang Mountain.

Evil, filthy, terrible, violent.

Here comes the demigod of "evil" born from the Holy Grail!

Chapter [-] Today I Begin To Be A Father

The beauty of the birth of a god, even a demigod, cannot be described in words.

Rope is deeply attracted by the same but different heterogeneity, and the evil of human beings.The same goes for everyone other than Saber, looking at a beautiful girl who is clearly not human.

But soon, his appreciation was forced to stop.

"Rope!"

Turning his head, the black-haired youth saw the blond knight king who restrained himself and was on the verge of anger.

"Trick me, is this what you've been craving?!"

"……Deceive you?"

Rope thought for a moment and recalled the nonsense he had said at the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

It's true that he deceived Saber, but in a situation where he has failed twice in a row and is on the verge of collapse, if he doesn't do this, he can't call Saber in the fifth Holy Grail War.Artoria is not a real Heroic Spirit who has died. She was summoned when she was dying, but she retains the memory of all her experiences.

But, so what?

"This is the Holy Grail, Saber, the purified Holy Grail."

"what are you saying?"

"Don't let the "evil of this world" take all your attention, look carefully, look at the girl in the "evil". "

The black-haired youth exclaimed.

"Born from the most filthy mud, yet so untainted by dust, if this can't be called "purification," what can be called "purification"? "

Saber, of course, also saw "she" in the Holy Grail, but unlike Rope's feelings, the King of Knights could only read despair from the girl, pure evil that made people tremble.

Saber couldn't understand the Master's words, she barely breathed steadily and looked at Rope seriously.

"Tell me, Rope, is the current situation still under your control? Or, wouldn't the appearance of that girl have the possibility of catastrophic consequences for mankind like last time?"

"will not."

Rope said simply and neatly.

"We're all going to have a happy 'happy' ending, no matter how it goes, Saber, believe me when I say it.I swear. "

"...I see. I still choose to trust you, Rope."

Or Saber didn't believe it and couldn't do anything about it, the Command Curse was still in Rope's hands, and the master-slave contract was indelible.

Arturia can only hope that, as Rope said, he can still maintain his virtue of trustworthiness from beginning to end.

"Of course, I will not betray your trust."

There was the sound of footsteps on the right, and Ropey waved slightly to stop the quiet attack.

The silver-haired young girl, the murderer of Mist, Jack the Ripper sat quietly on the stone pile not far from Rope, staring at the "Holy Grail" in the dome without saying a word.

Nero, on the other hand, could only stand outside the crowd with a sigh because the effect of Joan of Arc's Command Charm had not yet disappeared, as company with the saint next to her who was dying, while thinking about her fate.

--Everything is ready.

The birth of the "evil" demigod was coming to an end, and the black mud waterfall that hung down from the void was like amniotic fluid, and the demigod girl was washed to the ground.

Her fingers trembled and struggled, like a walking baby, crawling up from the black mud little by little.During this period, the black mud on the ground was also completely absorbed.

He opened his eyes, dark red pupils.

Rope put on his warmest smile ever, walked slowly to the front of the demigod girl, and squatted down.

"I really can't think of a grand opening, but in this situation, it's always right to say 'congratulations'. "

He smiled and held out his hand.

"Congratulations on being born."

"..."

The demigod girl blinked, as if reading the way Rope made her voice. After opening her mouth, she said the first sentence she was born into.

"Father……"

The crisp, sweet voice doesn't look like a life born from "the evil of this world" at all. If it weren't for the hole hanging in the sky, it might be mistaken for an "angel".

Rope's palm trembled slightly, like a mental attack. Although he was not related by blood, his increasingly distorted heart seemed to be filled with something just by the sound of "father".

——A girl with a magical charm.

"Have you been hit in the heart? The child is her father~"

"...Your Majesty, be careful."

From the incorporeal to the real, Naiako, who suddenly hugged him from behind, made Rope's heart throbbing completely.

It's not that Naiyako's words are annoying, it's just that he often dives and hangs up in his mind. "Zheng Gong", who has been confessed, hates the behavior of her once competent messenger, and the sound of chalk on the blackboard almost runs out of his ears. .