Tribute to the Demon King

"Then, here comes the problem."

Archer in the picture slowly opened his bow towards the train along with the narration.

"You now have the ability to stop Archer's actions. Pressing the green button on your right hand means not stopping, and pressing the red button on your left hand means stopping his actions."

"It's a very simple and clear topic, right? Then, Emiya Kiritsugu... let's start choosing."

Author's message:

Finally updated...it feels like the updates are getting late I'm such a pill...Orz

The internship is finally over, although the tm 40-page internship report is amazing, but tomorrow I will be able to resume my second job! (chest out)

Lord pray, super strong!

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2000 people, or 2 people?

Far greater than the ratio of ten to one, the balance has already tilted and one end has bottomed out.

Logically speaking, there should be no reason to hesitate, but Emiya Kiritsugu always felt that something was wrong.

"of course……"

Before he finished speaking, the green button on the right was lit.The still picture started to move again.

Archer raised his bow and set an arrow, aimed at the front of the train, and shot out the silver arrow calmly.

Like a comet, the arrow that swept through the sky with gorgeous light hit the front of the car with incomparable precision amidst the sharp whistling sound.

In the dazzling light, a violent explosion occurred on the front of the car, and the track was also blown off.

The train tilted its body and ran out of the track maintaining the speed just now, dragging out long sparks on the ground, and slowly tipping over to the side, all the glass was shattered, and flames erupted from all sections of the carriage.Crying and screaming sounded together.

But Archer's action wasn't over yet.Wearing a black tights, the white-haired young man repeatedly plucked the bowstring, and dozens of silver stars pierced the air with sharp whistles, hitting the overturned train.

At intervals, arrows hit a section of the carriage.Continuous explosions rumbled, and no one was spared. The entire train was pierced by Archer's arrows, and flames burst into flames in the carriage after the huge explosion.No more wailing or screaming could be heard, only the sound of tiny explosions and crackling flames could be heard in the air, as well as the sound of glass and iron being scorched to pieces by the flames.

It is impossible that there are still people alive in the train.Kiritsugu, who had seen Archer's attack power, had no doubts about this.

"Unfortunately, after the explosion, some malicious people in the town collected plant spores, but they spread to half of the town due to improper preservation."

A voice that was very similar to Archer but full of malice sounded flat in the air, as emotionless as reading lines written on a note: "Then, there are 1035 initial infected people..."

"Wait! No! Didn't you fail at the beginning?"

Kiritsugu couldn't help shouting, if it wasn't for his waist being tied to the chair with a restraint belt, he would almost jump up all at once: "As long as you kill that person, don't you—"

"...a total of 7358 suspected infected people. All of them are in the Dongcheng District of the city. Before the contact person arrives, you must erase all these samples as quickly as possible. The only good news is that these people have already The last infected people in the world. You only need to incinerate their bodies to prevent any possibility of recovery."

"It's not right! It's fundamentally wrong! It's obviously two thousand to twenty thousand, not ten thousand to ten thousand—"

Kiritsugu's eyes widened, and he shook his head again and again: "Besides, those 2000 people should have already..."

"That's the consequence of not killing everyone."

The young man's voice suddenly softened: "You did not miscalculate, Kiritsugu. Because you killed those 2000 people, the other 1 people in this city were saved from death. You see, sacrifice 2000 people in exchange for You lost 1 lives, and your calculations are not wrong."

"Then, let's start choosing, Emiya Kiritsugu."

The young man completely ignored Emiya Kiritsugu's shout, and said directly.The screen freezes again.

Emiya Kiritsugu hesitated, and stretched out his hand to press the red button on his left hand, but the green button turned on by itself.

His pupils dilated instantly: "I didn't..."

The screen moved again, and his voice was drowned in the dull sound of the arrow hitting the human body, which was amplified dozens of times.

Before they could react, the bodies of more than 8000 people lay in the burning city.

"—Correct. This is Emiya Kiritsugu."

Shouting, the young man's increasingly mocking voice came from behind the scenes: "If you don't stop this research, an unprecedented war will come, and the last human will die in 37 years—in other words, Kiritsugu, you saved one time." Oh world! Cheer! You have successfully prevented the self-destruction of human beings, you are the hero who saves the world!"

"...Obviously there is no need to kill so many people, right?"

Kiritsugu asked loudly: "If we had done it more carefully at the time, wouldn't it have been able to end the first time? Or just kill that one person, there is no need to sacrifice so many people..."

"—Isn't this your way of life, Kiritsugu?"

A suspicious and innocent voice came from the young man: "Killing a few for the sake of the many. Isn't that wrong?"

Kiritsugu was speechless.

But, no.

The weight of the scale has changed.This is not what I originally wanted to do...

"...Is this what you want to show me?"

Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't help being disgusted by this low-level language game, he asked the young man.

"Yes, this is your truth, Emiya Kiritsugu's inner answer, which is the wish that the Holy Grail must fulfill as a wishing machine."

"...Stop joking! This is no miracle at all!"

Emiya Kiritsugu roared angrily: "I rely on 'miracles' just to avoid this situation——"