The Multiverse, Starting with the Creation of the Delta of Fate, Friends Go Wild

She spoke to Hachiman Hikigaya, who could barely stand without leaning on the window, saying:

"Lend me your Oath of the Swordless and your 'Buriri...'."

Hachiman Hikigaya knew that the life stories of the Heroic Spirits behind his Noble Phantasm and Formal Wear were extremely incompatible with Mahiro Oyama.

But he didn't say anything, just nodded, letting Mahiro Oyama press on his shoulder so they could exchange items from their backpacks.

His hands had been completely blown off by Fantasy Collapse, so he couldn't hand them over.

The moment Mahiro Oyama received the Noble Phantasm and equipped it, her whole body felt like it was being electrocuted.

"Ahhh."

She had to stop, completely unable to use it.

"Then Shido, what about your Rationality Evaporates?"

Shido Itsuka handed it to him with his remaining left hand, saying at the same time:

"Our combat experience and skills are not even on the same level as Red Archer. If Ryuguuin Seiya hadn't been there to tie him down, we might not have even had a chance to get close to him."

"But... but..."

Mahiro Oyama equipped the Noble Phantasm, completely transformed, but this time there was no smile on her face, only her head lowered.

"...Is this how it ends?"

"Waaah... We've come this far, I don't want to win... I'm just unwilling! I'm so unwilling!"

She sobbed, tears dripping onto the ground.

Who would be willing to accept this?

Shido Itsuka clenched his remaining left hand into a fist and took a deep breath.

"...I'll go."

"Wait."

Hachiman Hikigaya glanced at the battlefield, looking at the building across the way. He had always had a question: was Kazuma Satou really blown to death?

He didn't believe it... that Kazuma Satou, who was more resilient than a cockroach, had unparalleled control over the battlefield, and quickly retreated at the first sign of danger, would exit so easily.

Clutching the last shred of hope in his heart, he stared intently at the battlefield.

Suddenly, Hachiman Hikigaya's pupils contracted. He saw a sneaky figure and a smile spread across his lips.

Although it aggravated his wounds, he continued to endure the pain with a smile, advising the two:

"Since we've come this far,"

"At this final moment, let's trust our... Leader."

"Go."

Cú Chulainn moved his lips slightly, facing forward, but spoke to Kurisu Makise behind him.

Kurisu Makise took a deep breath and prepared to move back.

A blade was thrown towards the direction she was about to retreat!

Cú Chulainn pierced it in mid-air with his spear, shattering it.

"Trace..."

Red Archer reached out his hand but could no longer project anything. This battle had lasted too long, and even the Master's mana was almost depleted.

Just have to wait?

Suddenly, A red light flashed on his body, and his injured body recovered slightly. A portion of mana appeared out of nowhere within his depleted core.

Red Archer looked down, closed his eyes, and smiled:

"Well done, Rin."

[Rin Tohsaka: "Ahhhhhh!!! (Screaming!) (Shouting!)"]

[Rin Tohsaka: "Red Archer, you bastard!"]

[Rin Tohsaka: "Why are you saying my name at a time like this?!"]

[Red Archer: "Isn't this a compliment? The timing of your Command Spell usage was quite good. You used it as soon as your own mana was depleted by your Servant. Compared to the first wasted Command Spell, this is textbook usage."]

[Rin Tohsaka: "Get lost! I didn't ask you to speak!"]

[Red Archer: "Master... are you being a little too harsh on me?"]

[Rin Tohsaka: "Do you know that the reputation my Tohsaka family has built for hundreds of years has been completely ruined because of that one sentence from you?"]

[Tokiomi Tohsaka: "..."]

[Tokiomi Tohsaka: "..."]

[Red Archer: "Is it possible that there wasn't much reputation to begin with?"]

Rin Tohsaka: "Aaaaah! I'm so angry!"

Rin Tohsaka: "I'm going to break my contract with you!"

Tokiomi Tohsaka: "Rin, this red Archer is a treacherous character. Use your remaining two Command Spells to make him kill himself."

Rin Tohsaka: "Yes! Father, it's great that I can still hear guidance from my father in another world!"

Red Archer: "Hey, don't do that, seriously, don't."

Red Archer: "Putting aside everything else, look at me... As a Servant, I'm strong, right?"

Gilgamesh: "You're just bullying children."

Red Archer: "Damn it, of everyone here, you're the least qualified to say that."

Cú Chulainn: "Alright, stop arguing. We're watching the broadcast. No matter what, I have to see this ending with my own eyes."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The daggers thrown at Kurisu Makise

were all blocked by "Cú Chulainn," his eyes completely dimmed.

His bodily functions had completely stopped, he was already dead.

Let alone vision, he no longer had any of his five senses.

It was purely by the instinct of a hero and a beast that he blocked these flying knives.

"Hrunting: Chains of Heaven"

"Red Archer" summoned his bow and a twisted, ferocious black demonic arrow.

"It's time... to say goodbye."

At this moment, Kurisu Makise looked at "Cú Chulainn" in front of her. His body had already begun to scatter into light particles, the spiritual particles that composed him.

"What a shame... I finally met a good woman, and yet... this is the end?"

"Cú Chulainn" murmured, completely losing consciousness.

He was only forcing his body to stay a moment longer, just to block a bit of the explosion's impact.

Hearing this whisper, Kurisu Makise, holding her staff, suddenly felt powerless, both unwilling and wanting to cry.

Suddenly, her sleeve was tugged, and a boy in a green cloak materialized.

"Don't cry, it doesn't look good to cry so much."

He smiled.

Kurisu Makise looked at him with hope and asked:

"Is there any way?"

Kazuma Satou looked ahead, extending his hand to her, "Give me the 'Golden Fleece'."

"Here."

After Kazuma Satou received it, a choice appeared before him.

[Golden Fleece]

[Inspect / Lend / Transfer / Discard]

"Transfer."

[The 'Golden Fleece' has been transferred to official operative Kurisu Makise.]

He tossed the "Golden Fleece" back and stood up, walking forward alone.

Kurisu Makise didn't understand what he was doing, until Kazuma Satou's voice

came from ahead.

"Do you remember? You said... you bought an Imitation Heroic Spirit Foundation that seemed useless."

"Huh?!"

Kurisu Makise instantly realized what Kazuma Satou wanted her to do.

Kazuma Satou approached Cú Chulainn, whose body was covered in fatal wounds:

"I don't know much, but he should be a Heroic Spirit. True heroes might be like this."

"You?!"

Kurisu Makise instantly understood.

"But I've never used magic like this before. This... is too difficult."

Kazuma Satou turned back and smiled.

"Believe in yourself! You're far more capable than us—a Person of All Trades."

Then, he stepped past Cú Chulainn and took out his own Kiku Ichimonji Norimune, which was already broken in half.

Kazuma Satou looked down at the broken blade. Raindrops fell on it, and his own youthful face was reflected on the blurred surface.

Scared?

The sword was trembling.

"Hahaha."

Kazuma Satou laughed a few times to bolster his courage, spread out the broken sword, and bent forward.

"The brave and the heroes have already passed.

Allow this nobody to take the stage for now."

"Hmph, what can you do?"

Red Archer fired Chains of Heaven, fully charged, at the two behind him.

In the dark, rainy night, the boy in green sprinted forward, gripping the broken sword in his sweaty palm, and charged towards the destructive arrows, roaring with all his might:

"I declare to this world, true heroes never fade!!!"

"—!"

Kurisu Makise closed her eyes, forcing out tears. When she opened them again, they held a resolute light.

She gripped Hecate's Staff, holding the Golden Fleece and the Imitation Heroic Spirit Foundation in her palms simultaneously.