Illya and Emiya Shirou

At this, Red Archer's brows furrowed slightly, his expression shifting uncertainly.

Though he had previously decided to spare Emiya Shirou because the war had spiraled out of control.

Now that all the enemies had been wiped out and victory was assured, should he still let Emiya Shirou go?

Even he had not made up his mind.

It was as if two voices were fiercely debating within him.

One was cold and resolute: "Have you forgotten? As long as that fool clings to that stupid dream, he will only bring disaster upon those around him one day."

The other was full of hesitation and warmth: "But the timeline is already different. He may not necessarily walk down that path. If he gives up magecraft, perhaps that would be a good thing too."

Iori studied Red Archer's expression before asking, "Archer, what do you think? Are you still planning to kill that guy?"

Hearing Iori's question, Tohsaka Rin narrowed her eyes.

She had always been suspicious of Red Archer's claim of amnesia, and she had long had her own guesses regarding his true identity.

The connection between a Servant and their Master was extremely close. When they slept, there was a certain chance that they would see memories from the other's past.

What Tohsaka Rin had seen in her dream was Red Archer practicing magecraft somewhere resembling the Middle East.

Although the place looked ancient, modern items would occasionally appear there.

His face had not looked quite the same as it did now, but it had borne an uncanny resemblance to her classmate, Emiya Shirou.

There was nothing particularly strange about either matter on its own, but taken together, did it mean he was not a Heroic Spirit from ancient times, but one who had come from the future?

Although the Heroic