The Final Serum (Continued)

That conversation had been so disjointed, coming in fits and starts?

"Is that so? I see."

Mordred sat on the ground dejectedly.

She had finally found someone who would properly listen to her, finally felt a little warmth, but it had lasted such a short time.

"Meeting was enough. Sometimes, it doesn't have to last forever. Just meeting is enough. Saber, take out my cigarettes and light one for me."

Mordred's hands lacked strength. With difficulty, she took the cigarettes from Shishigou Kairi's coat and helped straighten him up.

The cigarette was lit.

The sunglasses slowly slid down Shishigou Kairi's nose, revealing the scar that bore the marks of time.

He looked just like he did in that photograph with his daughter.

His eyes were narrowed, as if he was in great pain, but when he glanced at her, they suddenly softened.

"Master..."

"You should have a smoke too. Staying in this world... if it's this world, you have ways to manage it. Go find that guy named Sieg, or those Caules siblings. You can always survive in this world."

"No."

"Huh?"

"Don't you understand? A world without you doesn't seem very interesting to me."

Mordred closed her eyes and leaned against the wall alongside Shishigou Kairi.

They would wait to disappear.

But it felt unexpectedly long.

Her vision suddenly went dark, as though someone had blocked it.

She opened her eyes. Sure enough, someone was standing there.

"Archer?"

She stared in disbelief at the serum in Archer's hand. The syringe was still full.

He had actually forced himself to walk all this way without injecting the serum?

How had he done it?!

"Take it... It's for saving your life..."

To Mordred, Heracles's voice sounded unexpectedly gentle.

She accepted the serum.

But then she hesitated.

"What about you?"

"I can't