Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 3 The Death of Lord Chong

In all fairness, traveling to Shinji Matou is not a good start.

Matou Shinji was nicknamed Er Ye by others.The eldest son of the Matou family in the magician family, but he is a waste without the qualifications of a magician.Due to the influence of the family environment, he grew up as a fake magician full of distorted self-esteem and vanity.He has a self-centered personality and often despises others. He didn't end well in "Fatestaynight" written by Fungus. Two world lines died and one world line was injured. He is a typical pitiful, hateful and pathetic character.

There is no doubt that Shinji deserved to end up like this, but it was his grandfather, Zouken Matou, who caused him to become this way.

Jian Tong's dirty inkstone was nicknamed Lord Chong.A twisted old monster that has turned itself into a worm and has lived for 500 years by constantly devouring other people's bodies as a seedbed for continued life.

When I was young, I also had grand dreams and worked tirelessly for them, but later on, I realized that this dream required a lot of time, and I was almost exhausted.In order to witness its future with his own eyes, he did not hesitate to turn his body into a worm in order to prolong his life.

The sad thing is that the long years have eroded his soul. In the end, he forgot his original dream and became an unscrupulous monster seeking eternal life. He also became a shadow that has enveloped the Matou family for 200 years. The city's biggest behind-the-scenes manipulator.

As a time traveler, Shinji, who is a chef of the moon (type moon chef), knows very well that as long as Zouyan is still there, the Matou family will have no future, and the world line will eventually become one of the three written by fungi. Everyone will be bound by his 500-year obsession, and will sink deeper and deeper in the dark vortex.

To get a bright future, Master Chong must die!It must be real, complete, and wiped out of this world without leaving any dregs.

However, a great magician is still known for living a long time, a great magician who is good at renewing his life, how can a six-year-old child plus the soul of an adult kill him?If Shen Er is still an ordinary person like in the original book, then the new Shen Er has only one choice, run away from home like his uncle Kariya Matou, hide his name, and live a peaceful life.

Fortunately, every loss comes with its own gain. Fate gave him a bad start, but it also gave him the possibility of breaking the game. It was this possibility that made Shen Er finally stand in front of Zou Yan, swiping to cut through the darkness, leading to Future hit.

The Zangyan's head was split into two, then quickly turned into a stone sculpture, and finally turned into powder.

A vast, cold mist separated from the fragments of Zangyan's corpse, fluttered and flew towards the basement.The human body is just a shell that can be replaced at any time, this mist formed by the soul is the key.

Just before the spirit mist floated out of the basement, Shen Er took out an inconspicuous cloth bag from nowhere, and unbuttoned the bag.

"Does the Snake Hunting Scythe have no effect on spirit bodies? Then—"

The bag opened its mouth, and an invisible force swept across the petrified basement. The spiritual mist was pulled by this force, and was sucked into the bag without any resistance.

"—I can only use this. The bag used to hold the monster's head can be used to seal your alien soul."

Shinji fastened the button again, carefully put away the bag, and then lightly patted Sakura on the shoulder.

Sakura lowered her hands covering her ears, and opened her big jewel-like eyes.

Shen Er's smile was the same as when they first met: "It's over, let's go up, get a good sleep, tomorrow will be another beautiful day."

Sakura didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.

"What's wrong?" Shen Er said softly.

"My brother's face is stained with blood." Sakura stretched out her hand, trying to wipe off the stain on Shen Er's face.

Shen Er took a step back, shook his head and said, "Don't touch it, it's dirty."

"Not dirty, my brother is not dirty at all." Sakura didn't know where the courage came from, she took a step forward, and vigorously wiped off the blood on Shen Er's face, not caring that her hands were stained with blood.

"Little idiot." Shen Er rubbed Sakura's head, "Let's go, brother will take you back to your room."

"Yeah." Sakura grabbed Shinji's clothes and left the basement with her, which brought her nightmare memories but was not so scary.

The sound of footsteps went away, and an inconspicuous brown flying insect flew out from the corner where Sakura was hiding. Two pairs of compound eyes looked at the direction where a pair of brothers and sisters left.

A hoarse, deep voice sounded from the void: "It's still too young, grandson of the old man, never underestimate the survival ability of an old man. Hehe, your similar existence to the old man is more suitable for the old man than that waste Children and grandchildren."

That was Zouken's voice, the old magician who should have been killed by Shinji with a thunderbolt is still alive.

That is of course.

The Matou Zouken that was defeated just now is nothing more than a collection of bugs.

Zouken's real body, the possession that keeps the soul in the world, is sleeping in the deepest part of this mansion, in the nest of insects that humans cannot reach.

Even the magic bag that can kill the undead with the sickle blade and seal the monsters cannot destroy Zouken unless it defeats the real bugs.

"Hands and feet are all defeated, and the current old man can't even generate magic power, so let's go outside to find a suitable body first."

The flying insect flew along the shadow to the door, ready to fly out of the basement against the door frame.

Just at this moment, a slender and white hand stretched out from the air, and accurately grasped the flying insect that carried the last soul of Zouyan.

"It's really sad." The ethereal voice sounded, it seemed to be the sound of heaven, and it seemed to be the whisper of death.

"what?"

Eyes raised.

In shaky sight.

There is a figure of a woman.

Long silver hair without a trace of variegation, ruby-like eyes, delicate and inhuman appearance, and that gorgeous pure white dress.

Zou Yan raised his head in fascination, and looked at this woman, which existed in the long memory, no matter how the years passed, it would never fade, and it would remain in his heart forever, like a goddess.

200 years ago, compatriots who pursued great ideals with him and treated themselves as living sacrifices.

Since that day, he has never aged, and has the eyes he yearns for.

"Justesa Lizleich von Einzbern."

"200 years have passed, Tohsaka Yongren died, and I only have this residue left. Why don't you want to die? You don't hesitate to turn yourself into a different shape, which runs counter to your original wish, and you don't want to die." Once again A very nostalgic voice sounded, "Answer me, Maqili Zorgen."

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why don't you want to die?

Suffering pain every day, unable to shine the sun, living in this inhuman way, living is more painful than death.

Obviously, as long as it ends, you can be freed from the pain, but you still keep holding on to all the pain, clinging to life, why?

I remembered.

That's right.Initially, for a noble purpose.

Take everything into your hands.To know all truths, to go where no one has gone before.Go beyond the limited body and reach the infinity of the soul.

species called humans.Confined by pre-established boundaries, wanting to get out of the never-ending spiral of the brain.All hatred and pain are all for healing and elimination.

—I recalled it.

After lamenting that there is no Paradise.If this world is empty, if even the creation of a body is not allowed, then rise up and go to a place where it is allowed.

It is not to create a new world, but to transform oneself and human life into something new.

correct.

As long as you raise your head, you can reach the universe, the end, and be born again, the horizon that no one has imagined, and the ideal land that we can't describe.

--to this end.

Seek the Holy Grail for this.

Seek miracles beyond human reach.

There is no reason to disappear until it is achieved.

No matter how many times you are defeated, no matter how many times you realize that you can't reach it with your body, as long as you are still alive, you will never give up.

—That’s right, there is only one dream thing.

To abolish all evil in this world.

We risk our lives for an ideal that cannot be realized.

So, stay alive.

Even after all the enemies are gone, knowing that it is meaningless, I can only keep searching.

Believe that existence has its meaning, as long as it exists, one day, it may be able to cultivate people who inherit their own will.

So keep on surviving.

Even knowing the pain, there is no reason to die.

Even if I want to change myself, I want to overthrow the immature lament when I was young.

This is my own way of life, and it is also the answer that I cannot answer.
That's right.

Even in the future ahead, without any reward.

This is the original wish.

this pain.

Compared with the unfulfilled wish of constantly challenging, the wish of not wanting to die is insignificant!

"That's right, that's it, Einzbern." Zou Yan whispered, more to himself than to the golden saint.

"Remember, don't you?"

Zouken didn't say a lot of words, but Justisa understood in her heart, because they were the first companions, the companions who gave up their bodies to save the world, but——

"Too long time has eroded your soul, and even the original wish has been forgotten, so it's time to end."

"Yeah, it's time to end. Our wishes, pain, and Maqili's mission—all will end here."

Under the gaze of those eyes, Zou Yan became incomparably calm, and it's not bad for her to end this endless journey that started because of her.

"Will you continue to fulfill my wish?"

"Yes." Justesa nodded solemnly.

"Well, then I wish you success, Einzbern." The worm closed its eyes, waiting for its own end.

"Farewell, Maqili Zorgen." She clenched her hands tightly, and the flying insects turned into a puddle of flesh, and the soul that survived with obsession lost its support and passed away.

The 200-year-long shadow hanging over Fuyuki City finally dissipated.

The golden saint stepped out of the basement, and stepped out of the corridor that gradually became the biggest taboo of the Matou family.

At the junction of light and shadow, a child who looks somewhat like the young Machry Zorgen leaned against the wall and waited.

"ended?"

"It's over, I've fulfilled my agreement with you, and it's your turn." Justissa looked into the boy's eyes without blinking.

"Don't worry, I will abide by the agreement." The boy's face was bloodless, but his tone was extremely firm, "However, even if the Great Holy Grail is really completed, I don't think the wish to save mankind can be fulfilled. Relief?"

"Whether you can or not, you have to give it a try. That is the only obsession left by 'I'." Justesa closed her eyes and stopped talking.

"As you wish, Your Highness 'Saint of Winter'."

After saying this, the boy seemed to have lost all his strength and fell limp to the ground.

(End of this chapter)