The Time of Parting Has Come; This Is the Abandonment of the World (Continued)

People were strange like that. When someone else calmly stated the truth, you found it hard to believe.

Lies were often easier to believe than facts.

"Mm-hm, it's fake." Shirou humored Mordred.

Mordred pursed his lips, thinking this homunculus must have something extraordinary about her.

She was wrapped in quite a few bandages and looked like she had suffered many injuries.

"Come to think of it, why did your Master need a heart transplant after being poisoned by Hydra Poison?"

"She isn't a combat-type homunculus, and her physical functions are very poor. She could only carry me and the shield for four or five kilometers before her heart failed, so she needed a transplant."

Shirou said blandly.

Mordred's brow immediately furrowed.

Though his tone was very calm, she could feel the weight behind those words.

"What were you thinking? You actually let your Master carry you? And she was a homunculus who had only been born not long ago."

"There was no other choice. My right lung had been hit. I don't know how I recovered afterward, but when I woke up, I saw her carrying me and running toward the castle for a long time."

Suddenly, the homunculus's eyebrows twitched, and a faint voice even emerged.

"Assassin..."

"I'm here."

"Then I can rest easy."

"—I saw Saber."

"Hm? Did you? That makes sense. After all, Saber was the one who gave you his heart. Without him, you might have died."

"Is that... so?"

The homunculus sat up and placed a hand over her chest.

That steady, slow heartbeat was nothing like the weakness of her former heart.

Is that so?

So that was how it was.

Her own heart had already failed, and what allowed her to live on was the heart of that demonic dragon.

"But he was