Las primeras 200 líneas.
Body.
Soul.
Spirit.
Wanderer who has almost lost these three.
Fulfil this sinner's wish.
This is, without a doubt...
Your final chance.
No matter the outcome of this battle,
You will die in this way.
Squandering your soul,
departing from the cycle of rebirth,
you will...
turn into nothingness.
Even so,
will you still rush toward the end of your journey?
I see.
This is...
the end of my journey...?
This time...
With my own hands...
I will kill my King.
Wow...
How do you feel, Fujimaru? Mash?
It was made of scraps,
but it's pretty good, right?
You're certainly in high spirits, Da Vinci.
Why, of course!
Up until now,
we weren't able to enter a "singularity" together.
Yes!
We're counting on you.
Oh!
Romani here.
Let's go over the situation, shall we?
Please do.
Alright.
You're all currently in...
the year of A.D.1273
The 9th Cruciata failed,
the Catholic Church
lost its influence over Jerusalem.
The Mamluk Dynasty,
the Mongol Empire,
and the Christians were in discord.
Probably the one who hosted the Holy Grail
was one of the survivors of the Crusaders.
The Holy Grail has always gone...
to the ones who lose.
The Holy Grail...
But then again,
is this really...
the Kingdom of Jerusalem?
According to the coordinates,
the citadel's fortress should be here, but...
It seems that...
something happened already.
A perfect example...
is that.
A city?
A castle?
According to the architectural design,
it clearly not belongs to this land.
Oh no!
Whoa!
Oh?
It flashed!
Because of the jump,
this part got detached.
I see!
The atmospheric mana was absorbed...
and dissipated at the same time. This is why…
This is why I can't tolerate a genius!
Are you alright, Fujimaru?
Let me fix this thing.
Wow!
That's so Mash.
Hey!
This is...
These aren't ancient ruins...
How...
This is...
a much worse...
situation than we expected.
Let's hurry.
Are you Arash Kamangir?
Yeah, that's what they call me.
I'm Lucius.
Truly...
It's an honour to meet a great Persian hero like you.
For you to believe that I'm truly Arash,
Are you a Servant?
I've heard that you're familiar with the Holy City.
Yes, but I've never actually been inside.
Want a bite?
No, thank you.
At this place,
you will meet all sorts of people.
People who have given up.
People who have despaired.
People who have forgotten tomorrow.
I wonder, which one are you?
An aura of death...
with a yearning for self-destruction.
That's your face.
I have no wish for self-destruction.
Is that so?
Due to your heavy burden,
hasn't it been a while since you lifted your face?
Looking down at nothing but your feet...
Anyway,
why are you interested in the Holy City?
No matter what,
there's someone I must find.
For that reason,
I want to know everything about the Holy City.
In that case,
let's start from the beginning.
Those refugees...
Do you know where they're from?
No.
The land of Canaan was covered up...
by a desert about half a year ago.
This was due to the appearance
of the Crusaders, led by Richard I.
The Crusaders?
I thought they were wiped out.
Yeah.
They obtained the Holy Grail...
and used its unfathomable power...
to form this desert.
These refugees are the results.
However, the Crusaders were annihilated...
by the Lion King Arthur...
and the Knights of the Round Table.
Having destroyed the Crusaders,
and the city of Jerusalem,
they built the Holy City...
in a single night.
That story,
I wonder if I could listen in as well?
And you are...?
The Great Genius,
Leonardo Da Vinci!
Member of the Organization for the Preservation of Human Order, Chaldea.
Chaldea?
The organization that's here...
to restore this destroyed place.
I'm the same as you,
a Servant.
Sounds like a big deal.
However, a young lady like you, all alone?
Of course not!
My stalwart Master...
and friends are here as well.
Master, eh?
I'd like to meet him.
We suspect that the key to this incident...
lies within the Holy City.
How do we get in there?
Well, I guess you'd find out eventually.
Beyond the Eastern Gate
lies an entrance to the Holy City.
Only on nights of the new moon,
the Holy City opens its gates...
allowing refugees in.
The Holy Selection...
happens to be tonight.
The refugees in this city...
have gathered here for this day.
However,
no one has ever returned from the Holy City.
No one?
Yeah.
No one knows why.
Then, as for what's inside the Holy City...
No really knows, eh?
I'm sorry that I can't help much.
Not at all.
You have my gratitude.
You're leaving already?
I'd like to hear your story too.
It has nothing to do with you.
My King...
Please,
have mercy...
on this child.
It has been five days since we last ate.
Please...
My apologies.
I'm in a hurry.
Please...
Don't touch me!
Are you alright?
...Thank you.
Here you go.
Sorry.
No worries.
I can understand.
Fujimaru!
Where did you go?
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