"This isn't real!!!"
Tohsaka Rin let out a heart-wrenching scream, covering her ears tightly, but it couldn't stop the Impact of the scene.
Her father's disbelieving eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into her heart.
Overwhelming hatred instantly dried her tears.
Tohsaka Rin abruptly raised her head, her once spirited eyes now bloodshot, staring intently at that man.
"Do you want revenge?"
Hansen's voice rang out. At this moment, Tohsaka Rin bit her lip so hard that it bled.
Her eyes, once as pure as black gems, were now brimming with tears, yet displayed a calmness beyond her years.
"So, what's the price?"
"Tsk, what an unlikable tsundere brat." Hansen raised an eyebrow, looking at the twin-tailed girl whose eyes burned with the flames of revenge.
White-gold light shimmered in his hand, and as Imaginary Divine Power flowed, a short sword inlaid with red gems materialized out of thin air.
The "Azoth Sword" was the graduation gift Tohsaka Tokiomi gave to Kirei Kotomine, and also the weapon that killed him.
"This sword sent your father away. Now, it's yours."
Hansen handed the hilt to Rin, "Consider this... your coming-of-age gift."
Tohsaka Rin's breathing grew rapid, and she tremblingly reached out her hand.
"I'm going to kill him... I'm going to kill him! For this, I'm willing to pay any price!"
The girl snatched the short sword.
Just then, a pale little hand suddenly reached out and clasped Rin's hand.
"Sister."
Tohsaka Rin turned her head and saw a pair of deep purple eyes like an ancient well.
There was no fear in them, only a chilling calmness.
It was the gaze of someone who had experienced hell.
"One person will be scared." Sakura's voice was soft, yet exceptionally firm, "I'll go with you."
"That man's scent... is as disgusting as Grandpa's."
For Sakura, Kirei Kotomine's twisted pleasure instinctively reminded her of that old monster in the worm pit.
Such a person should not live in this world.
"Big brother, is that okay?"
Hansen had no objection to Sakura's request, nodding gently: "Go."
"Sakura..." Rin was stunned for a moment, then tightly gripped her sister's hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.
The two sisters exchanged a glance, drawing their last bit of strength from each other's eyes.
"Okay, we'll go together."
The two small figures, under the protection of Hansen's divine power, held the short sword symbolizing betrayal and end, and walked step by step towards Kirei Kotomine, who was at the end of his rope.
Kirei Kotomine watched the approaching sisters, feeling the invisible pressure pinning him against the wall, unable to move even a finger.
The cold glint of the Azoth Sword stung his eyes.
"Cough cough... Hahahaha..." Kirei Kotomine suddenly let out a low laugh. Even on the verge of death, he was still searching for even a hint of irony. "Using the sword I used to kill my master to kill me? What a... beautiful cycle."
"Shut up! Go to hell and repent to Father!!"
Rin let out a hysterical roar.
Pfft—!
The two sisters worked together, plunging the sharp short sword fiercely into the man's heart!
Warm blood splattered out, staining Rin's cheeks and splashing onto Sakura's delicate doll-like dress.
Kirei Kotomine's body twitched, and the light in his eyes rapidly dispersed.
Until the last moment, a smile of pleasure, incomprehensible to ordinary people, still hung on his lips.
Rin did not let go, clutching the hilt tightly until the other party completely stopped breathing.
"Waaah... Waaahhh—Dad!!!"
After the thrill of revenge subsided, immense grief surged like a tide.
Rin hugged Sakura, crying loudly in the bloody basement.
Hansen watched this scene quietly, not stepping forward to disturb them.
This was the price of growth; though cruel, it had to be experienced.
"Well done."
Hansen walked over and stroked the heads of the two lolis.
He casually waved a soft white-gold radiance, washing away the bloodstains and malice from the two girls.
Then, he turned around and walked towards Kiritsugu Emiya, who was sprawled on the ground like a corpse.
At this moment, the Magus Killer's eyes were vacant, and he was still muttering insane words like "miracles are lies."
"It's over, Kiritsugu."
Hansen squatted in front of him, looking down at this pathetic idealist.
"Some things should be returned to their rightful owner."
Without saying anything more, Hansen didn't stand on ceremony. Golden ripples emanated from his right hand, and he plunged it directly into Kiritsugu Emiya's chest as if passing through water.
When he pulled it out again, a sword sheath decorated with blue enamel, emitting a sacred golden light, appeared in Hansen's hand.
"Avalon, the Everdistant Utopia."
It was Saber's lost sword sheath, a powerful noble phantasm that could withstand anything, providing absolute defense that blocked all physical and magical interference.
In fact, the sheath's protection had already pulled Kiritsugu Emiya out of mortal danger.
But he still showed no reaction, his eyes empty, as if his soul had died.
As the sword sheath left his body, Kiritsugu Emiya's body trembled violently, as if his last bit of vitality had been drained.
His once middle-aged face instantly aged by ten years, and the suppressed internal injuries began to violently flare up within him. Although not fatal, his career as a Magus was completely over... Holding the still-warm sword sheath, Hansen stood up and casually tossed it to Saber, who was not far away.
Holding the still-warm sword sheath, Hansen stood up and casually tossed it to Saber, who was not far away.
"Catch, Lily."
"With this, you are truly invincible."
A golden stream of light arced gracefully through the air, and Saber instinctively reached out with both hands to catch it.
It is well known that Saber is only in her complete form with the sword sheath.
The moment her fingertips touched the cold enamel, a resonance from the depths of her soul erupted within the King with the ahoge!
Buzz—!!!
The Excalibur in her hand seemed to have found its long-lost home, emitting a joyful and spirited sword cry.
The golden radiance intertwined with the azure flowing cloud patterns on the sword sheath, enveloping her entire being in a sacred glow.
Saber gently caressed the familiar patterns on the sword sheath, feeling the magical energy void within her, which had always been impossible to fill, now instantly replenished by an endless flow of life force.
Her expression was complex. Her gaze passed over the noble phantasm in her hand, landing one last time on the man slumped on the ground not far away.
Kiritsugu Emiya, her nominal master.
At this moment, he was like an empty shell from which the soul had been drained, completely unresponsive to everything happening before his eyes.
"Let's go, Iri."
Hansen didn't spare another glance for this failed ally of justice, but instead asked the silent wife: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
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