"Thank you, Irisviel."
After accepting this tenderness that belonged to husband and wife alone, Kiritsugu Emiya gradually regained his reason. His decision to abandon the Holy Grail War and his ideals had not been an impulsive one.
In fact, ever since Illyasviel was born, he had wondered countless times whether he should entrust his future to his wife and daughter rather than to an ideal whose only hope lay in a "miracle."
Kiritsugu Emiya's ideal was simple. Eliminate all evil and let everyone live happily. That was his ideal.
To achieve that ideal, Kiritsugu Emiya had set himself one fundamental rule of conduct:
Utilitarian justice.
In other words, kill the few to save the many.
To put that belief into practice, he had even killed his own father and adoptive mother with his own hands-all to save more people.
Kiritsugu Emiya also understood the flaw in this rule of conduct.
He could not end the world's evil alone, and suffering would continue to arise without end. Killing a minority today, then another minority tomorrow-that was certainly possible.
But endless slaughter would only bring endless evil.
One day, those countless "minorities" would become the true majority. Then he would instead become an accomplice to suffering.
And so.
To avoid that outcome, to put a definitive end to human evil, Kiritsugu Emiya had chosen to place his hopes in the legendary omnipotent wish-granting device-the Holy Grail.
But now...
"Before we abandon everything and run away, there's one more thing I want to do, Irisviel." Kiritsugu Emiya gazed at his beloved, a tenderness deeper than any he had ever shown in his eyes.
Eight years of marriage had long since given them a profound understanding of one another, and Irisviel's heart jolted.
"Don't tell me...!"
Kiritsugu Emiya nodded, his voice utterly certain, yet