With Berserker's departure, the Holy Grail War entered its final stage. The Holy Grail was about to descend, and the entire world seemed to be waiting for the final outcome of this grand feast.
Knowing time was short, Saber relied on her keen intuition and rushed toward the heart of Einzbern Forest.
She was worried about Irisviel. What would become of that kind yet fragile woman amid this cruel war?
Upon entering the castle, Saber headed straight for Irisviel's room.
A faint fragrance filled the room. A golden Holy Grail sat quietly atop the dressing table, radiating a mysterious glow.
Saber paused slightly in surprise. "Shiki put the Holy Grail here."
Indeed, the Holy Grail had always been inextricably linked to Irisviel. It had been born from her body, so placing it by her side seemed fitting in a way.
More importantly, as long as the Holy Grail remained far from Kiritsugu, he would not be able to use it and bring about irreversible consequences.
Saber slowly walked up to the Holy Grail and fixed her gaze on it. After a moment, the corners of her lips lifted into a relieved smile. "As expected, this thing was nothing but a lie."
During her time with Irisviel, she had come to deeply understand the truth behind the so-called Holy Grail.
That so-called miracle was merely an illusory bubble. It could never change the ideals and wishes she had pursued all this time.
Her former obsession now seemed utterly ridiculous.
She let out a soft sigh, then turned and went to Irisviel's bedside, gently stroking her forehead.
Feeling Irisviel's light, steady breathing, warmth welled up in Saber's heart. She whispered:
"Shiki, thank you for everything you have done. I hope you achieve your ideal."
Meanwhile, Shiki sat beside a stretch of ruins,