They Say Everyone Must Die Someday

"... So, when the last Srvant dies, Irisviel will also completely lose her human functions and become the Holy Grail that you guys dream of."

"... However, even without completing the 'Holy Grail War' ritual, according to the Homunculus programming set by the Einzbern, she wouldn't live much longer."

"... The idea that the Holy Grail is Omnipotent Wish-Granting Machine is actually a misunderstanding. The true purpose of the Holy Grail War is to open a passage to the Reverse Side of the World —that is, the Root —to fulfill the ultimate wish of all orthodox Magecraft —to reach the Root. At the same time, because the passage is opened, limited magical power will flow from the Root to here, and for Magecraft, possessing limited magical power is tantamount to fulfilling any wish."

"... This is the truth behind the Holy Grail War. What are your thoughts after hearing it, Saber?"

With Jizi's knife at Irisviel's neck, Saber had no choice but to listen to her nonsense, even though he didn't want to hear it. However, the more she spoke, the more convincing it became; it was like a novel, logical and well-founded, with no flaws to be found.

So Jizi stopped explaining, Saber could only look to Irisviel, hoping to find arguments from her to refute Jizi's claims.

But Irisviel's expression said it all; even though she tried to speak, Saber could read her meaning.

"Meeting..."

Sabr nearly dropped her sword, her eyes filled with shock and confusion. She didn't want to be caught in a colossal deception, didn't want the only chance to save her country to turn out to be a farce.

"You don't need to make that face, Your Ahoge Majesty." Just as Saber's worldview was about to collapse, Jizi spoke up again. Ignoring her last form of address, Irisviel and Saber looked at her in confusion.

Does this guy have any more bombshell secrets?

"Actually Irisviel and Kiritsugu Emiya weren't lying to you. After they obtained the Holy Grail, they did wish for world peace. In reality, there was only one person who truly wanted to fulfill the original function of the Holy Grail War, and that was Tokiomi Tohsaka."

Irisviel was even more confused. Why would Assassin help?

What do you mean?

"This is boring, Your Ahoge Majesty. I feel sorry for you, so I'll offer you a little comfort."

"Are you teasing me?" (The novel doesn't skip any words.)

"Sigh, nobody believes me when I tell the truth."

Jizi Zina covered her face, but because she was wearing Mask, the slap landed on the wood—because the Mask was her true form, and she often forgot she was wearing Mask.

"Forget about this pointless talk. Remember my original question? If you had to choose between the Holy Grail and Irisviel, what would you choose?"

Jizi had already removed the knife, allowing Irisviel to continue lying down. Saber didn't seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack; her mind was a jumble of thoughts, a jumble of ideas that couldn't coalesce into a coherent train of thought.

"Say it, sabr!"

"I, I..."

After observing Saber's pained and conflicted expression for a while, Jizi felt as if she could understand Gilgamesh's so-called pleasure. The difficulty of making a choice under the dual torment of conscience and responsibility, and seeing that beautiful face tremble because of it, was truly the best thing.

"If you don't want to choose, that's not impossible."

"!"

Sabr looked at Jizi in surprise again. Was there a way?

"The key to the Lesser Grail is the heart that the Einzbern Family specially designed and is currently beating in this beauty's chest—and a person dies without a heart; this is common sense."

"However, even with modern technology, there are techniques to replace heart function with Artificial Heart. So, Magecraft might also be able to do it, right? (Novel website has many words)"

"For example, Srvant's Spirit Core."

Heroic Spirit recognized by the world possess unimaginable power. Even Srvant, as an avatar, has a terrifying magical power contained in his Spirit Core. If it were used to replace Irisviel's heart—given her status as a Homunculus —it might be even more suitable than flesh and blood.

"After you leave, Rir and Arhr will probably settle their score. Regardless of who wins, Saber, your job is to defeat him and take the Spirit Core —but remember to be quick, because the Spirit Core can only exist for a very short time after leaving the Srvant's body."

"However, defeating your opponent without damaging your Spirit Core is quite a challenge for you. Fortunately, you've already retrieved [Avalon], so it's not impossible, right?"

"And even if we fail, it's alright, there's still me left here, right? Besides, you can always contribute your Spirit Core, hahahahahaha~"

"Assassin, you..."

Jizi's words left Saber unable to discern her true intentions. Just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura approaching.

"Oh, you've arrived. May Your Majesty enjoy great military success."

So Saber could only swallow the rest of his words, pick up his sword, and leave the hall.

Watching Saber's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Jizi turned her head back to face Irisviel.

The latter was now able to move a little, albeit with difficulty.

"Why..."

"Why?" Jizi's tone became rather somber at this moment. "Is it because I know these secrets, or because I'm going to tell Saber these things?"

"..."

Irisviel didn't respond, but Jizi continued on her own. There was no real reason; if I had to say, it was simply to get her to act according to my wishes—not that I was lying to her, but if everything went smoothly, you could indeed survive.

The silver-haired beauty's empty eyes finally brightened; it was the instinctive yearning for life from a free-willed soul. Even if one is mentally prepared for death, who can give up the hope of living?

Especially considering she still has so many things to worry about in this world, such as her daughter and family.

"Everything's going well..." Jizi repeated these words, her tone giving Irisviel a bad feeling.

"You are Homunculus designed by Einzbern. Even though you look the same, you are very different from Naturally Born Humans. I am neither your designer nor a skilled Magecraft. Even if Sabr successfully retrieves the Spirit Core, I am not confident that I can transplant it into you."

"..."

"So, your fate was predetermined; you were destined to die as the Holy Grail. I'm sorry, I can't save you."

Despite the death sentence being handed down, Irisviel felt even more sorrow for Assassin. She didn't know what kind of life this strange Srvant had lived, but from the fact that she looked just like Saber and was only a little girl, she could infer that this was probably one of the consequences of the war that Kiritsugu hated.

The hope she had so painstakingly gained was extinguished once again, but Airi wasn't too discouraged. Staring at the Assassin's Mask, imagining the face behind it that resembled her daughter, her barely maintained consciousness flashed through many scenes like a revolving lantern: her encounter with Kiritsugu, the feeling of first embracing Illya, the moment Saber appeared from the summoning circle. She greedily savored the emotions within, because that was proof of the existence of the Homunculus named Irisviel in this world.

But besides those beautiful memories, she vaguely seemed to see more fragments that didn't exist in her experience: a little girl almost identical to Illya, but with slightly darker skin; an Assassin with a shy expression being forced to change into various clothes; and Kiritsugu escaping the fate of the Holy Grail War and settling in Fuyuki...

Although that's not it, I feel like I can see a little more. Just a little while, let me take another look. Illya, Kiritsugu, Saber...

"So, it's started after all...?"

Assassin seemed to say something, but it was no longer audible. Irisviel's spirit had sunk.

The beautiful woman before him slowly closed her eyes; Jizi could no longer hold on.

The ultimate victor between Rir and Arhr was undoubtedly Arhr, as evidenced by the aura he exuded upon arriving at the door. Rir's soul, now dead, was reclaimed by Irisviel, becoming the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Even if not as powerful as Arhr, Rir's soul is still extremely strong among this generation of Srvant. So even though there are still three Srvant who haven't left the stage, Irisviel's transformation into Holy Grail has already begun, and even the spell left by Kayneth can no longer stop it.

Magical flames ignited beneath her Pale Skin, gradually burning away her perfect shell, and a golden vessel slowly took shape from the embers.

This process was extremely slow, but fortunately, Irisviel had completely lost consciousness, sparing her from this torment and pain.

"The Holy Grail is about to appear... It would be a tremendous honor to witness this miracle, wouldn't it? (Novel website has many words--)"

"Kiritsugu Emiya and Kirei Kotomine."

From the emergency exits on both sides of the venue, two figures appeared, one of whom had been called out by Jizi.

------------------ps-----------------

P. S. 1. Due to rush production, the quality is poor; please understand.

Ps2. I'm almost ready to easily gi...

51. It is said that everyone must die.

51. It is said that everyone must die. (This was typed by a member of [*][Novel Network])

(http://) "The Fate: Night of Reckless Death" only represents the views of the author, Director Luo. If any content is found to violate national laws, please delete it. http:// is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

Thank you everyone!