Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga

The wish to save all humanity had been pursued ever since the Einzbern family was established.

But after three entire Holy Grail Wars, not a single person had survived.

There was no doubt that this was the result of the Counter Guardian's intervention.

Alaya had long since determined that it was absolutely unacceptable for a small group of people to forcibly bring forward the Third Magic, something humanity in the future would only achieve after years of effort.

Even if it could be achieved, such a timeline would be classified as a Pruning Event.

And the person Alaya had sent this time was clearly Shirou Emiya.

The only one who would stop Amakusa Shirou from denying humanity's future was Shirou Emiya.

"Assassin. An Assassin from the Black Faction who calls himself the Twentieth Hassan."

Amakusa Shirou nodded solemnly.

"Caster, I wish to ask you to protect me."

"Oh?" Caster poured herself a glass of wine. "What if I refuse?"

"Then I will use my Command Spells."

"Even all of them?"

The wineglass touched Caster's lips.

"Even all of them."

"Then as you wish, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada. But I must also tell you that no matter how hard you try, you have no chance of succeeding."

Seven Rings of the Heavenly Wall

"Hahahaha—"

A rough laugh shattered the stillness of the night as a not particularly sharp sword sent the puppets around him flying in every direction.

"Oppressors! Hahaha, I smell the stench of oppressors! Die!"

Spartacus swung his greatsword, and every blow reduced the puppets to fragments with overwhelming force.

There were simply too many puppets, however, and they kept swarming toward him.

From a thicket in the distance, Achilles muttered, "This Berserker is beyond saving, isn't he? Sis, give up. We can't get him back."

"Achilles, I am not