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The old man sighed as he cherished his lonely years.

"Sitting on the roof like this and watching the stars with my grandson is a dream I have always had, although I never expected it to come true."

"……ah?"

The old man's words made Weber's expression startled.

Then, the old man turned his shrewd eyes to Weber, shook his head slightly, and said.

"My real grandchildren have never accompanied me on the roof. Martha is also afraid of heights. When I look at the stars, I am always the only one..."

What struck Weber more thoroughly than the sense of crisis and embarrassment was the feeling of shame.

"I said, Weber, you are not our grandson, are you?"

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ps: Recommend the book "As the Third Hokage, I Came to the Second Dimension to Run Takeout".

Introduction: This book is also called "Do you like the delivery boy who is the Hokage and can use ninjutsu to deliver food?" ” “As the Third Hokage who is eating and waiting to die in Konoha Village, I came to the beautiful second dimension to deliver food” “As the son of Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama, is it wrong to deliver food? 》

All in all, this is a two-dimensional takeaway journey for the second generation.

Senjuye: Earth Escape! The art of takeaway truck! Fire escape! The art of heating takeaway! The second stage of Flying Thunder God, the art of instant delivery of food!

ps: The front may look a bit messy, so feel free to take a look. The serious progress bar is in Chapter 17, and this is where the story begins.

Chapter 88 Return to Einzbern Castle (3/3)

The hint was lifted...!

And it was this kind old man who had no magic skills.

"I……"

"Well... although it's strange why Martha and I firmly believe that you are our grandson, but as our grandson, you are usually too polite."

"...Aren't you angry?"

Holding his forehead, Weber asked in a low voice.

The old man said with a complicated and calm expression.

"Well, although I should be angry, Martha has been smiling happily recently, which was something I couldn't even think of before. From this point of view, I want to thank you."

"..."

"After all, judging from this period of time, it doesn't look like you did anything bad to move into this house."

Why don't you hate yourself more, why don't you blame yourself? For Weber, who only knows the small world of the Magic Association, the old man's tolerance is something he can't understand.

"Or maybe it's because I don't know anything about you that I can make this request... If possible, I hope this relationship can be maintained for a while. Putting me aside, Martha probably didn't feel anything was wrong, whether it was a dream or What, the time we spend living with our gentle grandson is a rare treasure for us."

Weber couldn't bear to look at the old man's appearance, he looked down at his hands.

These hands will one day create mysteries. I must have such a talent. Even if others deny it, at least I have no doubt about this possibility.

But what is the result?

Even the basics of hypnotic suggestion are not well completed. Whether it is bad luck or an accident, these excuses are useless.

Even for this old man who begged himself to "cheat us a little longer." His technique could not maintain satisfactory results.

If it's that man, all he needs to do is smile and talk over wine, and that will achieve his goal.

Not only did Weber Velvet's magic fail to achieve such an effect, he himself accepted the other party's warmth.

Along with the regret, there is also a hint of humor.

Weber stared into the void, unaware of his surroundings, and fell into deep thought.

Now, he fully understands the mood of those guys who laughed at him in the Clock Tower. Webb himself also laughed at his own stupidity with those guys.

Although he said this, he couldn't laugh.

"...I'm sorry, I can't make a promise to you, or even guarantee that I can come back here safely next time."

"So, you are doing something life-threatening?"

"um, yes."

The dazzling golden light when Saber's Noble Phantasm was liberated on the coast seemed to appear before his eyes again, and Waver was still deeply impressed to this day.

"Although I don't know how important that kind of thing is to you... I hope you listen to what I say. After living for most of your life, you will look back on your life and find that nothing can compare with life."

This argument runs counter to the reason why Weber gambled his youth.

The so-called magic path can only be started after making the determination to die. Only by burning one's life can one reach the highest state. This is the direction that Weber has been working on so far.

But if you want to find a way of survival that suits you, what this calm old man said may be the truth.

Weber stared at the morning glow with a speechless sense of loss.

At this moment, he doesn't know that at this moment, the Fourth Holy Grail War has ushered in its final day.

Archer, considered the strongest opponent by Rider, has been defeated by Saber, leaving only three masters with heroic spirits.

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Einzbern Castle is located in Fuyuki City, enclosed by the cold.

Although the weather was not sunny, the milky white sky was much brighter than on a snowy day.

Although it rarely snows in Fuyuki.

In the winter land, where there are neither birds with wings nor green grass, only light is abundant.

A white Mercedes-Benz passed through a dense forest that even light could not penetrate, avoiding thick tree trunks one after another at incredible angles.

Saber, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but twitching at the corners of her mouth as she looked at this scene that was somehow very familiar in front of her.

"Your driving skills are comparable to Irisviel's."

Even so, if Irisviel were to drive, it would not slow down at all.

"so so."