"Thank you for your... advice. I'll remember it."
Shirou bowed deeply to her.
"It's all right even if you show them your true self."
Yuiha Sōse spoke softly to the boy's back.
Because you possess an incredibly noble soul.
On the night Shirou was dragged back to the church by Ritsuka, the blind Nun had seen it clearly.
The thing that the boy named Shirou Amamiya could never hide, no matter how tightly he closed off his heart.
The Paradise Fae from another world had been deeply captivated by it and decided to offer up a holy sword—
To save the soul of the girl King of Knights, who was tormented again and again by guilt—
To quell all conflict and despair, never bow before injustice, and continue shining as an undying soul that guided the lost. That was precisely what it was.
The blind Nun had witnessed a noble star blooming in the pitch-black night.
By the time he finished preparing and said goodbye to Aoko, it was already close to evening.
After confirming that the church's trio was standing guard nearby, Shirou entered the "Misty Barrier" alone.
The forest was utterly silent at night.
In the world of magi, there seemed to be a saying that magecraft was more effective at night.
Aside from certain allusions connected to mythological traditions, the more important reason was that magi did not need to worry about the principle of secrecy at night.
It was like an athlete who had once suffered a serious injury. Even after the body had healed, the brain would still react when force was applied to the injured area, causing the athlete to hold back subconsciously.
Magi were the same. Once night fell, the subconscious switch would automatically turn on, making them stronger than during