She looked out the window. The rain was still pouring.
Meanwhile, White stood atop the Shinto Building and drove in the third Karma.
"Ten more... ten more days..." White murmured.
"Ten more days. Do you still have enough time?" a playful voice asked.
Francesca had appeared behind White at some point.
"Rider's Master—"
Carnwennan, capable of stepping through shadows, materialized in White's hand.
"STOP! Stop~ The Holy Grail War has already been suspended," Francesca hurriedly said.
"..."
White did not stop. Instead, she remained ready to pull off her blindfold at any moment.
"—So you're purifying the Greater Grail?"
Francesca tilted her head. "Judging by the way you look, it seems like it's more than just that, isn't it? This must take quite a bit of effort."
"Of course. The Holy Grail should never have been influenced by negative wishes from the beginning. Granting wishes is a wonderful thing, but using something as cruel as war to accomplish such a wonderful thing means something was wrong from the very start."
That was what White said.
"Oh my, that's quite something, isn't it?" Francesca tilted her head.
"So what exactly are you trying to say?" White demanded again.
"I just wanted to tell you—you don't have ten days." Francesca said, "Oh my, I'm such a kind, good girl~ Although the Holy Church's protection can extend the time you exist, it is limited."
In the end, there would still be three nodes left.
"It's fine," White said.
"Oh? It seems you've already thought of a solution?" Francesca tilted her head. "How strange. Did someone teach you the relevant knowledge? Oh my, they must be quite an impressive magus. Well, you still can't let your guard down just because of that."
"What exactly are you trying to say?" White frowned.
"Hehe~" Francesca was