Chaldea—he had to go back!
But Lord El-Melloi II was instantly shocked.
Could he really beat Roman, the Magic King? Even with his power plummeting, how could he, a Demi-Servant who could barely be considered possessed by Zhuge Liang, possibly win?
If Zhuge Liang himself were the one appearing, there might still be a chance to play around...
"No, you're just too strong. This isn't fair!"
"Mr. Shirou, I investigated you and even ran across worldlines for you. Give me the Holy Grail!" Lord El-Melloi II cried bitterly. "The El-Melloi family has elders above, children below, and a whole string of people in between to feed. The tens of billions needed to repair the destroyed mana reactor core all depend on the Holy Grail to subsidize the household!"
Shirou looked at Lord El-Melloi II with some difficulty.
But there was only one Holy Grail.
"How about you two split it?"
"The Holy Grail doesn't work like that, does it?" Lord El-Melloi II was growing desperate.
Roman also sat down on the ground and sighed.
"If only Shirou's daughter Gudako were here. We could just borrow some Holy Grails from her, couldn't we?"
Shirou could not help nodding.
He seemed to have heard that Gudako had many Holy Grails that Goetia had created to incinerate humanity. If it were her, she could definitely solve both of their problems perfectly.
But why did he feel a chill down his back?
"Senpai, so you actually have a daughter?"
Shirou looked behind him and found Sakura already smiling at him.
But this was definitely no ordinary smile. It was the dividing line between heaven and hell.
Give a reasonable explanation, and he lived if he could say it. If he gave the wrong answer, then it might be—
"Doctor, don't get me killed! You