"No matter how much they existed during their lifetime, they would be just a corpse after death."

In a cinema in Kobe City, Chiko Mingren looked at the chaotic grave dug out by Jianxin from the young man on the screen, and his expression was a little silent.

"Don't think too much, Mingren."

Kiritsugu Emiya, wearing a black coat, said in a deep voice: "Everyone has something he can't do, you are no exception. Don't go into a dead end because of the past."

"Master, is there something in this world that you can't do?"

Qian Zimingren's voice was a little low.

Kiritsugu Emiya was silent for a little while before whispering: "Yes, and a lot."

"Okay, okay, you master and apprentice should not talk about these disgusting words."

The last middle-aged man with gray hair in the box waved his hand and pretended to be disgusted: "It's rare to get off the morning shift today, take a good rest and enjoy the fun brought by the movie. I have to find yourself unhappy. What's more, this is a movie made by Shirou, so at least focus on it, Kiritsugu."

Before Emiya Kiritsugu said anything, Chiko-Ming-Ruen took the lead in apologizing: "Sorry, Police Chief Kaga, I shouldn't..."

"This matter has nothing to do with you Mingren."

The middle-aged man, known as the Kaga Police Chief, did not seem to want to struggle with this topic. He paused for a moment and then changed the topic.

"By the way, I won't say that I'm booking a private room tonight, and you can bring your family to watch it. It's okay if Mingren's family is in Tokyo, Kiritsugu, what's wrong with you?"

"The two little guys at home are clamoring to come."

When talking about family, Kiritsugu Emiya's face showed a faint smile.

"However, today is Wednesday, and there will be classes tomorrow, so they are destined to be unable to participate in this premiere in the early morning. As for Ali, in order to comfort them, they can't come."

"That's how it is."

Police Chief Kaga smiled softly.

He is quite familiar with the situation of the Emiya family.

It is probably a painful thing for Ilia and Miyou to not be able to participate in the premiere of Shiro's new movie?

On the front screen.

The official beginning of the movie has begun.

In the darkness.

Jianxin, who was adult, finally made his debut.

There is no doubt that Jianxin, who easily solved the Qingli and the other three, greatly satisfied the appetite of most viewers.

Indifferent, handsome, powerful.

This is their longing for swordsmen when they were young.

However, some people have noticed it.

In the conversation between Qingli and his group, even in troubled times, they still want to find happiness.

Is it really good to kill such a person?

"Kietsugu, do you have any comments on Shirou's new movie?"

Kaga looked on the screen with fatal injuries all over his body, and his vitality was passing by rapidly, but he was still trying hard to touch the camellia in front of him and asked casually.

"evaluate?"

In the picture, there is a bright camellia like blood on Qingli's corpse.

Obviously, the one who would put down this flower would not be Qingli, who was already dead, but Jian Xin who had turned around and left the assassination scene.

Emiya Kiritsugu smiled and spit out a word.

"Good."

"You're a little too perfunctory, right?"

"Shiro has always been the pride of the Emiya family. A movie made with his beliefs will naturally be a good movie."

On the other side.

Many people who have followed the post of Ikesaka Gohei suddenly noticed something.

"That's how the first scar on Jian Xin's face came from."

"What about another one?"

"This is definitely a foreshadowing, you have to write it down."

At night, Jian Xin, who had killed someone, washed his whole body with a wooden barrel over and over again.

A close-up shot interspersed with the flow.

In the picture, Jianxin's black eyes seemed to have lost their soul, and they no longer had the agility of childhood. The knife wound on his left cheek was constantly spilling out blood, stinging the hearts of all the audience.

The audience who was still recalling the exciting battle just now fell silent.

"The purpose of Feitian and Swordsmanship: The sword of the swordsmanship is the sword to eliminate evil in the world, and the sword to protect the weak."

In the background music, the cello that seemed to penetrate the soul, its sad voice contrasted with the bright red blood on the sword heart scarf, making everyone feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Regardless of how the audience's emotions change, the plot continues to develop.

As names or proper nouns that are very familiar to the island people appear, the audience's sense of immersion becomes increasingly deeply involved.

They can feel regret because Jianxin rejects the support of the famous Kei Kogoro in modern history, or they can feel honored because Jianxin once shined in the surprise troops.

The natural affinity brought by nation and history can be one or two in the audience's ever-changing expressions from now on.

However, while history brings affinity, it also brings its unique sense of heaviness and responsibility.

Blood stained the ground red.

Memories come again.

"You are not allowed to go down the mountain!"

"Master!"

In the snowy mountains.

On the side of the stream, under the completely withered pomegranate tree.

Jian Xin looked at the master's tall back and said loudly.

"When we were practicing on the mountain, I don't know how many people at the foot of the mountain died because they were involved in turmoil. At this moment, isn't it time to use the sword flow to protect the people?!"

"You stupid apprentice!"

Bi Ku Kiyoshiro doesn't know how many years he hasn't been as angry as he is today.

"What can you do when you go out alone in such a chaotic world? To change this chaotic world, you will inevitably join one of the forces, that is, you will be used by power. I did not teach you the sword flow for this purpose!"

"Don't worry about the outside world, just concentrate on practicing."

Without following the Master's arrangement, Jian Xin now just wants to use his own persistence and belief to impress Master.

"The people in the world are in dire straits, and many people are sad because of the war. I cannot ignore them and refuse to save them."

Bigu Kiyoshiro turned around and stared at his only disciple.

"Flying Swordsmanship is the most powerful school in the world, just like it is on land."

"So you should use this power now! Protecting people from suffering in troubled times isn't it just the sword flow..."

"Swords are weapons! Swords are murderous techniques! No matter how gorgeous words are used to conceal it, it is always the truth!"

More serious than Ku Kiyoshiro's eyes.

"In order to protect others, we must kill people, and in order to survive, this is the truth of swordsmanship."

"Just like I saved you back then, I have killed hundreds of villains, but they are also human beings, and they are just hopes to survive in this troubled world."

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