"Estimated stabilization time... 10 min."
Could he keep hanging on for ten minutes...?
That was enough. If anything, it was far more than enough.
After all, if Xiu Er had not attached Magic to the El Re'em to keep the target alive, Shiro Amakusa, whose heart had been pierced through, should have died on the spot long ago.
How could he still be conscious otherwise?
"...Wh... why... are you... doing this...?"
By now, Amakusa barely had any strength left to speak. He looked utterly miserable, enough to make anyone sigh with regret.
Yet Xiu Er, the true culprit behind all this, merely observed his physical condition with calm indifference.
She did not know what exactly he was asking. She assumed he wanted to know why she had disrupted the Holy Grail War. After all, everyone else believed that was the reason too, and they had all asked her the same question.
"..."
Xiu Er did not answer.
Seeing Xiu Er remain silent, Shiro Amakusa's eyes held nothing but "weariness" and "unwillingness."
After all, he had entered this Holy Grail War to fulfill his wish, and he had prepared for a full sixty years for it.
He had once been one of the Servants in the Third Holy Grail War. Yet in that "war," his Master had fallen before him. Still, fighting alone, he had managed to come into contact with the Great Holy Grail before it was taken away. He gained a physical body and remained in this world.
After that, he received the help of a supervisor from the Church of the Holy Temple and entered the Church's ranks. His sixty years of preparation had only been possible because of the convenience his position provided.
Until today, when the Great Holy Grail appeared once more. Certain of victory, he