I wanted to kill Emiya Shirou. Emiya Shirou in this world was actually an immature Beast, and then the Counter Force had sent me here...
Hiss.
That actually seemed possible!
I couldn't tell. I couldn't tell at all!
As everyone knew, the Counter Force often used the fewest possible means to get the job done, granting just the right amount of power. Sometimes, the Counter Force might even be nothing more than an idea, a slight push.
So... it really was possible?
"But rest assured, I won't become a Beast," White continued. "Nor will I allow a Beast to be born."
"...So you're hoping I'll let you off the hook?" Red A wore a strange expression.
"No. I want to fulfill Saber's wish. So, before that, I hope you can help me." White continued, "I'll purify the Holy Grail's corruption. As a Guardian, you wouldn't want something evil to emerge from it either, would you?"
"...Heh, you really know how to talk big."
"No, I mean it. Archer, you've shown killing intent toward me more than once, haven't you? So after that, my life will be yours. You can kill me whenever you want."
As White spoke, she extended her hand.
"Before then, if you believe I truly will become a 'Beast,' then please set up some insurance—"
Red A looked at White's hand—White had chosen to place her own life in his hands.
Medusa, Gravely Wounded ### [There's a way to fight like this???]
[Red A feels utterly numb.]
[Forget Red A, I feel utterly numb too.]
[Fuck, right. Morgan Shirou has Fairy Eyes, so he might have seen through the lies of a lot of people, including Red A, at a glance. Morgan Shirou probably knows a lot?]
[You know, there really isn't anything wrong with what Morgan