Chapter 191

It's precisely because we don't understand it that we take it as a blessing.

"I know."

Novia smiled and strode forward. The children who had become vengeful spirits behind him had vanished, leaving only the City of Fog that would forever be etched here with him.

Then, Novia appeared in the real house, while Jack the Ripper, who was a collection of resentment, had turned into blue specks of light and gradually dissipated.

Although Reika Rikudou knew absolutely nothing about Magecraft, she managed to understand in that short time that everything before her was an extremely dreamlike existence. Therefore, she didn't shout or scream, but was just a little bewildered.

"It's a piano."

"Yes, yes... that's right."

Reika Rikudou responded to Novia's words in a daze, referring to the grand piano placed in the room.

Is this yours?

"Um... I used to play a lot..."

That was when Reika Rikudou's real parents were still alive. Although she misses it, she doesn't want to go back to that time because she feels she doesn't deserve such a happy life, at least not for her now.

Would you mind if I played a little?

"I don't mind at all."

Novia sat down in the chair, then placed his hands on the piano keys, pondering what pieces he could play... After all, he hadn't learned much, relying mainly on memory. However, he thought for a moment that he often heard a certain piece when he was in the orphanage, and playing it now might be a good idea.

He began to play the piano. The Melody was very gentle, not Sorrow, but with a slightly heart-wrenching feeling; not joyful, but with a sense of peace.

Reika Rikudou listened with great concentration. Having played the piano since childhood, although she hadn't touched it for a long time, she naturally knew the name of the piece.

The seventh piece in the Scenes from Childhood is "Träumerei," which in German means "dream."

The artistic conception narrates people's beautiful childhood dreams and expresses the warmth, profundity and sweetness of the ideal world.

However, Reika Rikudou could tell that Novia's playing was slightly inferior; at least, it sounded less skillful than her own.

I don't know if it was intentional or just like that.

After Novia finished playing, he invited Reika Rikudou to play a piece as well. Perhaps it was because Novia had played the Träumerei, or perhaps because she was also good at the Träumerei, but in any case, she also played the Träumerei.

It started with a crisp 'dong' sound, which echoed throughout the room.

"... Mother?"

Even though she didn't sense anyone other than Novia, Reika Rikudou's throat automatically emitted a sound.

For some reason, she saw the dazzling sunlight shining down, the water churning, and heard the sound of water rising and falling, sometimes near, sometimes far.

Then--

She felt as if she saw some illusory light and shadow... and also, she saw light, the light of the Sun.

It was somewhat similar to something I had seen long ago, when my biological parents were still alive, as I walked home with them along the road.

Why do I feel this way?

That time, I saw the real Sun; the light and colors I saw at that moment were completely different from what I remembered.

But... they really do look alike.

The reason for this certainty is likely due to the eyes.

It really reminded me of the last time I saw my parents when I was a child, of their clear, innocent eyes as they looked at me.

"Ah..."

In that instant, Reika Rikudou understood what she was feeling.

It wasn't a fantasy; it was real parents applauding at me, along with my daughter whom I only spent a short time with.

Oh, I see. So... I can still play the piano.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad. I now know how to keep living."

Reika Rikudou's voice was a little hoarse, and her cheeks were wet without her noticing, even though she didn't seem to be crying.

Alright, wipe away your tears, lift your head, Reika, and play your favorite piece, the one you were once so proud of.

Then, live your life well, my child.

When Reika Rikudou opened her eyes again, she was the only one left in the house. Even the body of Sagara Houma, who had died, and the bloodstains had been cleaned up.

Then she pushed open the door, took a deep breath of the cold air with all her might, exhaled white mist, and looked up at the Tokyo sky:

"Thank you! I will definitely live well!"

The first group to exit the False Scripture- Holy Grail: the Black Assassin, Jack the Ripper, and his Master, Reika Rikudou.

At this moment, Novia is walking on the streets of Shinjuku Ward Tokyo, pondering how to reach the center of this Holy Grail War: Romania.

Or maybe we should call out to Melusine or Typhon... but let's not go there, there are so many planes flying around these days, it wouldn't be good if it affected the people on the plane.

Even though I'm undocumented here, I can still manage to get by by using a 'hint'...

It would be great if there were doors that could be opened and closed easily.

Just as Novia was thinking this, he noticed blue light floating in mid-air above the three-square-meter room from the grass in front of him, forming a pseudo- True Magic circle. Then, as if boiling, the blue light points condensed and slowly solidified.

Novia's reaction was rather indifferent, because this was Heroic Spirit Summoning Ritual, one he had not only witnessed but also used before...

However, he glanced at his hand and realized that the Command Spell seemed to have appeared while he was thinking.

However, Jack has already left the stage, so it's impossible to add another Assassin. The only additional Class for Faker would be Jeanne d'Arc as the Ruler, but isn't she a possessor?

Novia, watching all this, was puzzled but also curious about which Servant had suddenly arrived. And indeed, the person who appeared next was someone he knew.

Let's just say it is—

The blonde girl hugged him tightly, screaming in astonishment:

"Elder brother!"

Abigail Williams, though Living People, appears as Foreigner.

At the same time, the three people in Avalon who were having a pleasant conversation stared at each other in disbelief at Abigail's sudden disappearance.

"... Huh? Where's Abi? How did she just disappear like that?!"

Bavan Shih was momentarily at a loss, fearing that something might happen to Abigail, Favia's sister.

"Could it be that the 'door' has been opened?"

"Meli explained thoughtfully."

What is a 'door'?

"When Little Abi came, he came through a door, and the aura of that door was clearly not something that originated from this Planet."

Hearing Meli's words, Bavan Shi recalled the terrifying image of Abigail in her White-Haired Goddess form on that island, wielding tentacles...

"A follower of Outer God, is that it?"

"That's right, that's right. I didn't expect you to figure it out at a glance, Tlaloc. As expected of an elf with the power of a chief god, hmm, you South America gods are really generous."

"Let's skip the formalities." The Black-Haired Girl glanced coldly at the grinning Meli through her eyes. "If there's nothing else, I'll take Bavan Shi back."

Tlaloc learned from Bavan Shi that Abigail was Favia's sister, which is why she agreed to stay and listen to Meli and the others' conversation. But now that Abigail is gone, she and Bavan Shi have no obligation to stay any longer.

"Okay, okay, come again next time! I'll always welcome you, Meli!"

The Magus of Flowers didn't try to stop her too much. She was eager to use Typhon's gaze to see what Novia was doing. If she didn't feel that entering Novia's dream would definitely be discovered, she probably would have gone in long ago.

"By the way, Meli, what's Abi doing here?"

When she heard Bavan Shi ask that question, Meli's previously calm heart suddenly stirred, and she couldn't help but smile.

Then, quite casually, she said, "Abi, it seems like it's her brother who's here."

Then, when Meli saw the way Bavan Hill and Tlaloc looked at each other, she knew she had made the right bet and could continue watching the big battle!

Popular foreign music is playing in a Coffee in Shinjuku Ward.

Among the many customers spending a quiet afternoon in the shop, you can also see people with happy faces listening to music.

However, the two people who had just arrived at the store didn't pay much attention to the music.

"Brother, you participated in the Holy Grail War?"

Abigail drank her sugary beverage, oblivious to the Melody playing around her.

The space where the two were located was not actually Bounded Field, but it was indeed as if they were inside Bounded Field, a space filled with absolute peace and tranquility.

Abigail should have been still talking with Bavan Shi, Tlaloc, and Meli, but for a fleeting moment she sensed the call from the 'key,' and immediately knew it was her brother. Therefore—

I'm sorry, Sister Bavanshi, Sister Traroko, I'll let you see my brother first.

With that thought in mind, the blonde girl vanished from that spot instantly through the medium.

And as she expected, the person she met was her own brother.

After a brief conversation, Abi learned that Novia was going to this world to see the Holy Grail War.

"Because someone said it concerns me."

Novia, who was sitting opposite Abi, nodded.

Since learning that this was Fa's Holy Grail War, the Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg has said that it was related to him, which is completely undeniable.

The mastermind is Amakusa, Christianity, and Jeanne d'Arc will also appear, also from the Church. Grand Duchess Vlad III is known as the "Shield of Christianity".

Besides, he knew many people, such as Siegfried, Fran who considered himself his Grandpa, Astolfo.

And then there are those I don't know, but whom I'm sure I'll meet— Chiron, Achilles, Atalanta from Greece, after all, I hold full Authority over Rome...

As for Mordred, Spartacus, Avicebron, although I don't know them personally, I have some connection to them...

The only people who would say they don't recognize them are probably the Empress, Shakespeare, and Karna.

"Ritual that brings miracles and fulfills wishes... Okay, Abi, I'll try my best. Abi, I'll open the door now and go to Romania with my brother."

The blonde girl clenched her fists and said with a determined expression.

"Yes, but before that, I'll give them a bouquet of flowers."

All Servant participate in the Holy Grail will receive it, even Amakusa Shirou mastermind behind it all.

Although the Ruler waited sixty years made a mistake, he set out for the 'happiness' of humanity and to save humanity. However, everyone is most cruel when they believe they are doing 'justice'.

"Hey, hey, hey, flowers?! Why didn't Abi get any?! I was the first one! Brother, that's not fair! Abi's angry, I'm not opening the door!"

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the flowers first..."

Abi

263: You are the Sun! (5k)

A corner of Bucharest, the capital of Romania.

On Victoria Avenue, which runs north-south through the City, somewhere among the old churches and historically significant buildings that have preserved several old city streets, stands a man and a woman who, at first glance, can be roughly mistaken for a brother and sister.

"Brother, the pancakes are delicious."

"I said, taking a bite of the steaming hot pancake I had just received."

"Um."

The silver-haired man answered and took a bite of the pancake in his hand.

The two were Novia and Abigail, who had just arrived in Bucharest, the capital of Romania, from Shinjuku Tokyo.

That's right, just from, literally 'just from,' after Abigail's 'door,' the two of them arrived here from the far Far East in an instant.

"Although the taste is alright, Abi, the one I made myself is quite good too. I'll make another one for you later, brother."

Novia nodded and finished the flatbread in one go.

"I see. Then I'll look forward to it."

The expressions on the face of the man and woman were bright and full of life, making them look dazzling.