Tsubaki Kuruoka.
That girl does indeed have a contractual connection with Yoshino.
The signal seems to have been interrupted.
However, the Command Spell, which serve as connecting evidence, still exist.
I remembered what Yoshino said before she left.
Please take care of Chun for me.
"Well, since it was Yoshino asked me to do this."
"Then let Tiné pick her up."
However, let's deal with the Holy Grail War first.
Origami continues examining the remaining Servant.
The real Berserker, Humbaba.
Master: Haruri.
Origami paused for a moment when she looked at the name.
That blonde girl.
The summoned Servant went berserk.
It seems that now her family's household registration book only has her page left.
Origami's lips twitched slightly.
"..."
Origami felt a pang of conscience if she were to lay a hand on her.
Let's skip that for now.
The remaining Servant are the fake Berserker Jack the Ripper and the real Rider Hippolyta.
And the real Caster François.
Origami's gaze lingered on the last name.
François Prellati.
He had previously promised Lord El-Melloi II that he would only take action against his student's Servant at the very end.
Since that's the case.
For the last Servant's head, let's use François's.
This way, he wouldn't violate his agreement with Lord El-Melloi II.
That way, we can gather seven Servant souls.
Perfect.
Origami, through the omniscient view from the throne, pinpointed François's location.
West of Snowfield City.
An abandoned church.
Origami's figure, along with the throne, disappeared from the spot.
West of Snowfield City.
An abandoned church.
François Preiratti is sitting on the altar in the church.
He had his legs crossed, holding a cup of black tea that he had somehow gotten his hands on.
This church was his most recent temporary shelter.
Francesca isn't here; she's out running errands.
François was killing time here all by himself.
"How boring..."
Has everyone forgotten about me?
His voice echoed in the empty church.
A sense of loneliness washed over me.
Then.
The church ceiling disappeared.
François stopped holding the teacup at his lips.
He looked up.
I saw that silvery-white figure in the sky.
"Um?"
François put down his teacup.
"Isn't that the silver-haired Archer?"
"Rare visitors, rare visitors."
What made you decide to come visit me?
Origami remained silent.
Her gaze calmly looked down at François in the church.
The ten wings of light had been arranged into an attack formation.
The cannon was pointed downwards.
François's smile froze slightly.
"Wait, wait, let's talk this out."
"We are Caster, and our fighting strength is on a completely different level from yours."
"Killing me isn't a challenge, is it?"
The Origami finally spoke.
François Prellati.
"A real Caster."
"I accept your Servant's soul."
François's expression changed.
He put down his teacup.
Lean back slightly.
I said...
Can we discuss the terms?
"I have quite a bit of interesting information."
"For example, the real purpose of Sajyou Manaka, or something like that."
Do you want to listen?
Origami's response was simple.
Ten wings of light fired simultaneously.
White light beams poured down from the sky.
It was everywhere.
François's illusions were meaningless against these light projectiles.
Illusion deceives the senses.
However, when the speed and density of the attack exceed the processing limits of perception.
Deception becomes meaningless.
Even if you know where the light bullets come from.
You can't escape it.
François's Spirit Origin disintegrated under the bombardment of the light blast.
His final expression was one of helpless resignation, as if to say, "Are you kidding me?"
Caster François Preiratti exits the stage.
The Servant's soul detaches from its disintegrating Spirit Origin.
It flew towards the direction of the Greater Grail.
The Origami's light wings stopped firing.
She sensed it.
The soul Servant the seventh Servant has successfully returned to the Greater Grail.
We've collected them all.
Origami and turn around.
It flew towards the direction of the Greater Grail.
The underground of Snowfield City.
Before the Greater Grail.
The Origami fell to the ground.
The Greater Grail floated silently in the center of the underground space.
Unlike before.
I could feel it this time with Origami.
The interior of the Greater Grail is no longer empty.
Seven Servant souls are inside.
The Greater Grail's light was much brighter than before.
Origami walked up to the Greater Grail.
Extend your hand.
My fingertips touched the surface of the Greater Grail.
A suction force emanated from the Greater Grail.
The concept of Origami was drawn in.
The concept of Origami entered a space.
There is no sky, no ground here.
Only endless white.
And the white center.
A woman.
She had long silver hair and wore a white formal dress.
She is very beautiful.
Like a flower blooming in winter.
The Saint of Winter
Justeaze von Einzbern.
The core of the Greater Grail.
Justeaze looked at the Origami.
Her eyes were calm.
It felt like we had been waiting for a very, very long time.
"The victor of the Holy Grail War."
Please state your wish.
"I will use the power of the Holy Grail to make it happen for you."
Origami looked at Justeaze.
This woman carried a weariness that had accumulated over many years.
She's been here for far too long.
So long that we've forgotten the passage of time.
So long ago, I've forgotten what I was originally like.
Origami took a deep breath.
Then she spoke.
"My wish."
"Gain a physical body."
Just four simple words.
But this is what Origami has been pursuing since she came into this world.
She wanted to connect with this world.
I want to feel the wind blowing across my skin.
I want to taste the food.
I want to live in this world as a real human being.
Justeaze looked at the Origami.
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
"OK."
"As you wish."
Justeaze closed her eyes.
The light emanating from her began to change.
From a faint firefly glow, it transformed into a dazzling gold.
The power of the Greater Grail has been activated.
The magical power of the seven Servant souls was fully unleashed in this force.
A vast amount of magical power converged into a torrent.
They rushed towards the Origami.
The Origami felt it.
That power enveloped her.
She was reshaped.
It was as if an unseen hand was transforming her existence from Spirit Origin state into a physical state.
This force lasted... for an unknown period of time.
It might only last a moment.
It may have been a long time.
Then everything returned to calm.
Origami opened her eyes.
She was still in front of the Greater Grail.
It's still underground in Snowfield City.
But her feelings were different.
When the wind blows.
She could feel it.
A realistic tactile experience.
She raised her hand.
Look at your fingers.
It's true.
She could feel the blood flowing in her veins.
I can feel my heart beating in my chest.
She lowered her head.
"Thank you."
I don't know who this was said to.
The light of the Greater Grail gradually dimmed.
The Holy Grail War has ended.
The souls of all seven Servant have been recovered.
The ritual for the Greater Grail has been completed.
The wish has been fulfilled.
Origami turned around.
Head towards the exit of the underground space.
But now.
Her feet were on the ground.
Every step has a real tactile feel.
Origami emerged from the underground space where the Greater Grail was located.
It's time to go back.
We should tell Tiné this good news.
From this day forward...
This land belongs to Tiné and her people.
There's one more thing.
Tsubaki Kuruoka.
The girl Yoshino asked me to take care of.
We need to get Tiné to bring her over.