They Say This Is an Ending

Sabr found Arhr without much trouble. Arhr made no attempt to conceal his presence, walking in openly through the main entrance. His calm and composed demeanor contrasted sharply with Sabr's hurried pace.

"Dessert after the main course? Hehe."

"Watch your attitude, arhr!"

Judging from the magic released by the opponent, it seems that the battle with Rir did not hurt him much. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that he was deliberately pretending to be calm in order to lull him into a false sense of security. After all, Saber was also aware of Rir's strength, and it would be almost impossible to kill him without paying a price.

However, this Gilgamesh guy seems to have really pulled it off—if RIR, which he calls the main course, is like this, will Saber, who is jokingly referred to as dessert, achieve even better results?

Sabr held his sword horizontally in front of him, poised to strike first and seize the opportunity to close the distance. Arhr, however, remained calm and composed, smiling gleefully, seemingly unconcerned by the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Sabr, and spoke:

"Speaking of which, because of that little mouse's mischief, you didn't voice your wish at that Banquet of Kings. Now is the last chance. Let me hear it?"

Sabr's momentum suddenly dissipated. Theoretically, there was no need for any communication between the two sides at this point. However, Arhr cleverly grasped Sabr's psychology.

Being a king is both an honor and a responsibility for Sabr, and when asked about this, she cannot remain silent.

The sword tip lowered—since Assassin wouldn't harm Irisviel if she wanted the Holy Grail, I didn't need to rush, Saber reassured her.

"I want to use the power of the Holy Grail to change the fate of Britain's destruction and save my country."

The girl spoke to Arhr with an expression as resolute as if making a vow, her clear, lake-like eyes revealing a firm and determined will, however—

"Hahahaha, as expected, I suspected it was possible from the start, and it just so happens! Hahahaha!"

The undisguised mockery in the laughter insulted Saber, and she glared at him angrily, saying, "You're laughing!"

"No, no, it's fine!" Arhr's answer surprised Sabr. "A wonderful wish! Hahaha, I admire it."

"You..."

"You, who regret, blame, suffer, and struggle because of this wish, overwhelmed by a responsibility beyond your capabilities—your struggle is so heart-wrenching, and we just want to comfort you!"

Sabr had thought that arhr would understand her, but instead she heard these words.

"Looking at you now, you really are kind of cute." Without giving Saber a chance to react, Arhr abandoned his advantage of distance and walked towards Saber, saying as he went, "Abandon your sword, and then become my wife? If you can serve me to my satisfaction, the Holy Grail or something similar might be a reward for you."

"Drink it!"

Arhr was met with a sharp, clear sword light. Although it had enough power, Sabr was too enraged and missed.

"Rebellion? Fine, experience the pain first, then learn about happiness!"

Several Noble Phantasm appeared out of thin air and stabbed at Sabr. Relying on Avalon, Sabr neither dodged nor evaded, but continued to charge straight at Arhr.

Arhr showed no sign of retreating. He casually made a slashing motion, raising his arm empty-handed, but when he slashed down, he was already holding a halberd. His target was not Sabr herself, but her sword. The complex structure at the tip of the halberd blocked the holy sword, allowing Sabr to draw it out.

"Hehe, I wasn't asking for your opinion just now, Saber! I was declaring! All you need to do is agree."

"Who would agree to that!"

Although Arhr's boastful manner was impressive, Saber was still shocked by Arhr's unexpected strength and martial arts skills. He had initially thought Arhr was just arrogant because of his powerful Noble Phantasm, but he never expected that Arhr himself would possess such skill.

Arhr constantly drew weapons from the void, usually exchanging only one blow with Saber before releasing them. This fighting style made Saber very uncomfortable, as she couldn't track the trajectory of the weapons and had to expend more energy. Although she had Avalon protecting her, her opponent's attacks were all aimed at her swords, forcing her to parry.

Although both sides possess ASTR, Kirei Kotomine and Kiritsugu Emiya are not by their side at the moment. This gives the ASTR, capable of Independent Action, a greater advantage in a prolonged war of attrition. In the end, while the ASTR may not be injured, it will be defeated due to exhaustion of mana.

Should we just abandon the Holy Sword and use Avalon as a shield to force a damage-trading strategy? But without the sword, how will she attack? With her fists? Arhr's armor isn't just about looking good with its Gilgamesh.

She had to find a breakthrough! She didn't want to be worn down like this.

But what should we do?

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"Oh dear, even with Avalon Ahoge, you're still so weak."

After Kiritsugu Emiya and Kirei Kotomine appeared, they entered a state of "only having eyes for you," completely ignoring Jizi and drawing their machine guns and Black Keys to start a fight. Jizi was happy to be Human Order, so she extended her senses outside to observe the battle between Saber and Arhr.

"So what should I do? Help Sabr out?" (The novel doesn't skip words.)

Touching the last Ahoge on her head, Jizi felt as if an option box had appeared in front of her:

→① Help sabr.

→② Continue watching the play.

So, what should we do?

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① Help sabr.

It's probably best to help Saber now. If she gets taken down, it's really risky for her to fight Gilgamesh alone. Her Ahoge) is powerful, but in a head-on confrontation, even with a cheat code, she'd be easy prey.

With the SAB gang drawing fire, isn't this the perfect opportunity?

After dealing with Gilgamesh, all that's left is Sabr, whose magic is completely depleted. Even with Avalon at our disposal, we can Jizi target Kiritsugu Emiya. Sabr isn't Independent Action, so it's a double kill.

Then comes the final victor of the Holy Grail War; just thinking about it makes me a little excited.

Without hesitation, she gently laid Irisviel was almost completely out of human form, on a row of benches, then plucked out the last of her Ahoge), and Jizi disappeared into thin air.

Seconds after she disappeared, the beautiful silver-haired woman's body turned to ashes, leaving behind only a golden cup filled with ominous black matter.

No, we can't win!

Although she didn't want to admit it, Saber still had to face the fact.

Arhr's attacks left no opening, and the blows to her weapon rendered her Avalon ineffective. Feeling her magic power dwindling, Sabr's eyes filled with despair.

So, it seems there's no way to save them all? Lancelot, Guinevere, and... Mordred. Even if they return to this world centuries later, will they still be left with the same fate?

Although he still had strength, Sabr's hand holding the sword lost its strength, and Arhr, sensing this, finally spoke again.

"Now you've seen the reality of the world, haven't you? Hahahaha!"

SAB, feeling dizzy and disoriented from the force, looked at Arhr's pleased face and a thought suddenly popped into his head: why not just submit to him? That way, at least he could get the Holy Grail and go back to the time before the election of the king.

Yes, all you need is the Holy Grail...

Those beautiful eyes became unfocused, and just as Sabr was about to speak, another powerful aura suddenly erupted from not far away.

"Let's decide the outcome with one strike! Take this God-Slaying Slash!"

Assassin's voice reached my auditory nerves; it sounded like she was chanting a spell?

Fragments of the Lord of Nightmares!

The Commandment to Liberate the World

Frozen Black Hollow Blade

Unite with my power, unite with my body

Together on the road to destruction

Even the souls of the gods were shattered!

"!"

Assassin now wielded a small, black dagger, a weapon quite befitting an assassin. But emanating from that blade, barely ten centimeters long, was an immense power that instilled fear in the entire world.

Several radiant, extraordinary shields instantly appeared around Arhr, protecting him. However, these world-renowned Noble Phantasm were no match for a single, gentle stab, dissipating into magical specks under the black dagger.

"886!"

The dagger pierced through the golden armor as easily as tearing paper, and plunged into Arhr's body.

"You bastard—"

The magic originating from the Chaos Sea erupted within Arhr's body, and even the most ancient King of Heroes faced certain death.

"Hahahaha! I won! I won! Hahahaha!"

Sabr leaned against her sword, panting heavily. Before her, the eerie assassin laughed maniacally, his hands flailing uncontrollably, his expression crazed.

"I won! I won! Hahahaha, I won!"

Assassin kept repeating those three words, completely ignoring Saber beside her. This insulted Saber, but she also felt a little relieved, because Assassin's final move was so bizarre that even with Avalon, she wasn't confident she could stop it. Since she wasn't paying attention, she might as well continue to ignore her.

Wrong!

Sabr sensed another presence.

Assassin was facing away from the hall's main entrance, and though she was immersed in joy, she didn't notice that some kind of black liquid was gradually flowing out from there.

That was it! Sabr's not-quick-flowing substance, but she instinctively didn't want to touch it, so she struggled to move backward.

As for Assassin, it seems that it doesn't exist yet.

The sensation under my feet seems a little strange?

It took Jizi more than ten minutes to recover from the joy of defeating Arhr. Looking down, he found himself surrounded by the Black Mud of the All the World's Evil.

"This ghost?"

She tried to escape, but some force in the mud was pulling on her trouser leg, preventing her from moving.

No, it wasn't the mud pulling her; rather, she possessed some kind of quality that attracted the Black Mud!

More and more Black Mud gathered around her. Although the ground was flat all around, the liquid should have spread out evenly in all directions, but it gathered more and more at Jizi's feet and soon submerged her thighs.

"... I left a program on you, which will be triggered when you get close to the All the World's Evil..."

A sentence from the World Administrator suddenly echoed in Jizi's mind.

"Is that how it is?" The novel website doesn't skip words.

Feeling the ever-surging All the World's Evil, Jizi understood.

There is no program; if there is, it is the body itself.

The body modified by the administrator has a tremendous attraction to the All the World's Evil, because her purpose is simply to give this evil a new vessel.

Because of the Third Holy Grail War, the All the World's Evil, which is a huge threat to primates and Earth, cannot be eliminated by the Counter Force after being merged with the Holy Grail because it also represents the consciousness of humanity itself.

Since that's the case, let's simply change its vessel, to a vessel that doesn't belong to this world, a vessel that's easier to solve than Angra Mainyu.

Jizi comes from another world, unaffected by or protected by the Counter Force this world. Could there be a more ideal choice?

As the All the World's Evil gathered around Jizi, they seeped into her body through her skin. Jizi was now tormented by immense pain, her internal organs churning and tearing at her. Even though she no longer needed those organs, the pain still manifested itself in her nerves.

Even worse is the torment inflicted on the spirit and soul by all the malice from around the world.

Countless voices whispered and screamed in her ears, telling of her suffering. Numerous malicious images appeared before her eyes: the corpses of men, women, and children; a shattered city; towering flames of war; natural disasters and man-made calamities.

She experiences death multiple times every moment, but she is not truly dead.

All the malice in human history is being unleashed in this tiny body. She wants to cry out but can't, can't speak, can't move her body, and can't even die.

Her personal consciousness seemed insignificant in the face of the "evil" of the world, and she felt that she was about to lose herself and merge into that evil.

And when she is completely merged with evil, that is when the masterminds who arranged for her to be eliminated will eliminate her.

My consciousness gradually faded... Ah, it's better to be erased, at least I won't have to endure all of this anymore.

Rin, I'm sorry. And for mine, I hope you can at least keep your promise...

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P. S. 1. The title doesn't say this is the only ending, but nobody said there can only be one ending, right?

Ps2. ba-n is released, the next one is tr-n.

52. It is said that this is the ending.

52. It is said that this ending was typed by a member of [*][Novel-Net]

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