The great battle ended anticlimactically.
The outcome was acceptable: the rampaging magical beasts were eliminated, and the rogue Heroic Spirits, Masters, and even the Holy Grail were dealt with.
Now, everyone stood gathered, facing the Holy Grail, which shimmered with pure golden light.
"Om~"
A beautiful figure materialized. Emiya Shirou and Illya were stunned, as the person who appeared looked exactly like their mother.
Irisviel in her Dress of Heaven form. It must be said, Cao Cao's philosophy was truly powerful and correct.
"You are the final victors. You should all have your wishes granted, but the Holy Grail's energy is insufficient. Therefore, only one set of wishes can be fulfilled."
A cold voice rang out. Only then did Emiya Shirou and Illya realize that this woman, dressed in such revealing attire, only resembled their mother.
"Finally, we can make our wishes! Ah~ Let's stick to the plan. Illya, this wish is for you and Berserker."
Mo Shuying shed his armor. Such intense fighting had left him feeling weary and exhausted.
Illya was pushed forward. She didn't need to worry about Berserker's wish; she just needed to make her own.
"Can I wish for anything?" Illya asked tentatively.
"As long as I can do it," the Dress of Heaven replied, still emotionless.
"Then, can everything in Fuyuki City be restored to how it was? The ruined city, the people who died—can they all come back?!"
Illya's wish surprised everyone, then smiles spread across their faces.
What an innocent heart, so kind, so pure.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Irisviel, in her Dress of Heaven, spoke.
"Deceased Heroic Spirits cannot be resurrected."
"What about ordinary people then?"
"Yes, their souls can be returned to their bodies. Combined with the city's restoration, is this your wish?"
"Yes!"
"Understood. Wish execution beginning."
As soon as the words fell, Irisviel, in her Dress of Heaven, returned to the Holy Grail. Immediately, countless glowing specks, representing souls, flew out—these were all the departed souls that the Holy Grail had collected.
These souls flew out, regaining their bodies in the air, and the city rapidly recovered. In less than a minute, all of Fuyuki City seemed to have returned to its original state.
Suddenly, many ordinary people appeared around them. Some were office workers, some were students. A hint of light had appeared in the sky; dawn had quietly arrived.
In the eyes of passersby, Mo Shuying and his group were just performance artists in strange costumes. Heracles, in particular, with his 2.5-meter height, seemed like a monster to the short-legged people around him, drawing curious glances.
They had no memory of the Holy Grail War. The Holy Grail disappeared after granting Illya's wish.
It sank into the ground, awaiting the next Holy Grail War.
The Holy Grail vanished.
"Ah! Berserker!" Illya cried out, seeing Berserker's figure fading—a sign that he was about to disappear.
"Roar"
Berserker knelt on one knee, lowering his head and offering a small smile to Illya. Uncle B, who had once killed his own children in a fit of madness, had now found redemption through Illya.
He was leaving to fulfill his own wish: to save those innocent children.
"Oh dear, it seems we have to leave too."
Leonidas removed his helmet and scratched his head. His body was also disappearing.
Luvia, holding the unconscious Gray, gave Tohsaka Rin a meaningful look. Tohsaka Rin nodded, and several gems dropped to the ground, deploying a simple and effective barrier to keep people away. Passersby wouldn't see what was happening inside, or if they did, they would feel as if they hadn't, influencing their memories.
"It seems it's time to part, Father…"
Mordred looked at Artoria, then at Emiya Shirou, and gritted her teeth.
"You! You must take good care of my father! I'm telling you! Becoming Father's consort isn't an easy task! And my mother will always be the primary one! Do you understand?!"
Mordred glared furiously at Emiya Shirou, who nearly choked on his own saliva and coughed violently.
The farce finally ended with the disappearance of three Heroic Spirits. Unfortunately, Astolfo, Cú Chulainn, and the others didn't make it to the final victory.
What? Red Archer too? No such thing, Red Archer died a worthy death! Thumbs up.
"Illya."
Miyu was also a bit sad about Leonidas's departure, but she was stronger and turned to comfort Illya.
"Ah~ Miyu~ I'm so sad~ I won't recover unless you give me a hug while wearing a maid outfit!"
Illya turned and flung herself into Miyu's arms, rubbing against her. Miyu knew this was Illya's way of hiding her sadness, so she hugged Illya tightly, stroking her head gently.
"Hm, whatever makes you happy."
Everyone around them flashed strange smiles. Ah, the innocence of childhood friendships.
"So, should I be leaving now?" Mo Shuying scratched his cheek, seeing everyone enjoying themselves. He felt it was time for him to make his exit.
He had more than enough Class Cards now, even a few extra. Wishing to return home was definitely an option.
"Where are you going?" Tohsaka Rin asked, looking at Mo Shuying.
"I don't know. Probably home, if I can get back," Mo Shuying said casually.
"You have a home?" Tohsaka Rin was surprised. A Heroic Spirit? With a home? She couldn't help but glance at Emiya Shirou.
"Of course I have a home. What, did you think I just popped out of a rock or something?" Mo Shuying rolled his eyes at her. Tohsaka Rin realized her slip-up and chuckled.
"Are you in a hurry? If not, why don't you stay for another two days? Then we can discuss something." Tohsaka Rin suddenly became a little awkward, and Mo Shuying felt goosebumps just looking at her.
"Hold on, hold on, hold on. We're close enough, just tell me what you want, alright? You're looking at me like that, and Emiya's looking at me weirdly too. Speaking of which, Emiya, what's up with you? Isn't it monogamy in your island nation? Why are you collecting so many ambiguous relationships? Aren't you afraid of getting 'axed' or 'sank'?" Mo Shuying glared at Emiya Shirou, that detestable harem protagonist!
"I... I... I..." Emiya Shirou was speechless, unable to retort. He already felt several sharp gazes on him. It was best to shut up now; loose lips sink ships.
Bazett looked at Kirei, who was glaring nearby, and asked strangely, "Why are you glaring at him too?"
"Oh, it just looked fun."
Emiya: "..."
Tohsaka Rin stuck out her tongue, her little scheme exposed. She no longer hid it and spoke directly. "I actually want a few of your Class Cards. I know you have the ability to gain other Heroic Spirits' powers by using Class Cards, but you have so many that you won't use all of them. Don't let them go to waste. Can you give me a few?"
Tohsaka Rin spoke very straightforwardly. Luvia's eyes widened next to her.
"I want some too! Tohsaka Rin, you scoundrel! How can you shamelessly ask for them for free! Mr. Shuying! I promise you, for every Class Card you give me, I... I'll give you ten kilograms of jewels!" Luvia, with her immense wealth, puffed out her chest proudly.
Tohsaka Rin instantly bristled! Competing with money?
That was her weakness!
Money, money, money, money...
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