Iskandar: "This disgusting thing came out of the Holy Grail?"

  Zhang Jiao: "The Holy Grail is such a repulsive object."

  So-ui: "Kayh, is this what you were fighting for? Just this?"

  Kayh: "So-ui, I don't know what's happening here either..."

  Tohsaka Tokiomi: "Einzbern, what is going on? How did the Holy Grail turn into this?"

  Irisviel: "I don't kher."

  Irisviel who had always believed the Einzbern's knowledge of the Grail was supreme looked equally fused as she stared at the horrifying bck liquid spilling out.

  Artoria: "Irisviel..."

  Artoria's voice trembled as she watched the se unfold. She uood that the Irisviel in the video had perished.

  Irisviel: "Saber, this is my fate. Please, don't feel sadness for me."

  [The se shifted.]

  [Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly found himself standing at the seaside of a distant, warm try.]

  ["Where is this?"]

  [Kiritsugu's voice was filled with fusion as he surveyed the unfamiliar sery.]

  ["I knew you would e."]

  [A voice spoke from behind, and Kiritsugu turo find Irisviel standing there.]

  ["You believed you could reach this pce."]

  [Kiritsugu: "Irisviel…"]

  ['Irisviel': "This is the pce where your wish be fulfilled. The inside of the Holy Grail you've been seeking."]

  ["What?"]

  [Kiritsugu, disoriented, suddenly realized bck liquid was floating around him. He looked up, and the sky lit by a gaping void leaking bloody magical energy.]

  ['Irisviel': "That is the Holy Grail. Though it has not yet fully taken form, the vessel is already filled. All that remains is for you to make your wish."]

  Tohsaka Tokiomi: "That is the Greater Holy Grail?"

  Kayh: "Wait, does this mean Emiya Kiritsugu has obtaihe right to make a wish?"

  Kayh: "Does this mean Emiya Kiritsugu won? Is it possible that Saber killed Gilgamesh, and Kiritsugu emerged victorious?"

  Gilgamesh: "Hmph. Absolutely impossible."

  Gilgamesh: "The real issue lies with this Holy Grail itself."

  The First Emperor: "Ihe bck liquid we saw earlier didn't seem like something pure."

  Artoria: "No… this Irisviel is a fake!"

  "Irisviel was silent, but her troubled expressiorayed her agreement."

  Kiritsugu: "Yes, this is not Irisviel."

  Tohsaka Tokiomi: "If this isn't Irisviel, then who is it?"

  Kayh: "It doesn't sound like some lifeless homunculus or automated entity. Whatever it is, it clearly has indepehought."

  Waver: "What are you suggesting? That something else is residing ihe Holy Grail?"

  Chihiro: "Let's just keep watg."

  ['Irisviel' tinued, stepping closer to Kiritsugu with a sweet yet unnerving tone.]

  ["So please, quickly give it a form."]

  [She embraced him suddenly, whispering, "Kiritsugu, only you are worthy of defining its shape."]

  ["What are you?"]

  [Kiritsugu's tone remained cold, his sharp gaze locked on the figure before him. This behavior was utterly uhe real Irisviel.]

  ['Irisviel': "I am Irisviel."]

  [She smiled faintly, adding, "You already know how to save the world. Let me i your methods, your principles. Let me fulfill your wish."]

  ["What nonsense are you talking about?"]

  [Kiritsugu's expression did not waver. He was unshaken by her attempts at manipution.]

  ['Irisviel': "Hmph. There's no other way, is there? Perhaps it's best to let your heart guide you instead."]

  [Her lips curled into a smirk, as though amused by his resistance.]

  Waver: "It's trying so hard to force Kiritsugu into making a wish. Why?"

  Kayh: "The answer is obvious."

  Kayh: "Didn't it say before that only by making a wish it 'desd into the outside world'? This isn't about granting wishes, it's about freeing itself."

  Kayh: "That thing wants Emiya Kiritsugu to act as the bridge so it escape the Holy Grail."

  Tohsaka Tokiomi: "That would expin why it dragged him into this space before the war was even resolved. To it, the final victor doesn't matter in the slightest."

  [The se shifted again. Kiritsugu now found himself standing in a modest hotel room.]

  ["Where am I now?"]

  [Before he could make sense of his surroundings, an old television turned on in front of him.]

  ["A ship with 300 people aboard, and another with 200. Together, the passengers and crew total 500, plus Emiya Kiritsugu."]

  [The voi the television was eerily calm and ical.]

  ["Suppose these 501 people are the st huma oh. Both ships have holes in their hulls and will sink without repair. You are the only one capable of fixing them. Which ship will you save?"]

  Iskandar: "Huh? What's going on? Arange question-and-answer game?"

  Gilgamesh: "Heh. This is amusing. It seems like there's another show worth watg."

  Kayh: "Isn't this just a variation of the trolley problem?"

  Iskandar: "The trolley problem? What's that?"

  Waver: "It's a famous moral dilemma introduced by a philosopher named Philippa Foot in 1967. There's no universally correswer."

  Zhang Jiao: "Expin it to me."

  Chihiro: "The cept is simple: Imagine a runaway trolley heading toward five people tied to a track. There's a lever you pull to redirect the trolley onto arack, where only one person is tied. Do you pull the lever, sacrifig oo save five?"

  Zhang Jue: "So it's a choice between the lesser of two evils, saving five people at the cost of one or letting all five die to spare the one."

  Artoria: "This is… unbearable."

  "Artoria's voice quivered at the thought of having to choose between lives. Her desire to save everyone made such dilemmas torturous."

  Chihiro: "For someone like Emiya Kiritsugu, the answer is simple."

  Kiritsugu: "...That's right. The choice is clear: save the greater number."

  Artoria: "Human lives aren't numbers! You 't reduce them to mere calcutions of value!"

  El-Melloi II: "All things in the world have value. Sacrifice is a necessary reality."

  ["I'll save the 300."]

  [Kiritsugu answered without hesitation.]

  ["Very well. Now suppose the 200 survivors oher ship capture you and demand that you repair their vessel. What will you do?"]

  [This time, Kiritsugu hesitated. Before he could formute a response, something outside the window caught his attention.]

  [He walked to the curtains and pulled them aside. His pupils shrank in shock.]

  [On the horizon, he saw himself standing aboard a ship full of corpses—men, women, and children alike.]

  [Behind him, ons had somehoeared on the bed, glinting ominously.]

  ["Kill the 2ht?"]

  [The voice mocked him: "Correct. That is the choice Emiya Kiritsugu would make."]

  Kayh: "Kiritsugu, you're truly heartless."

  Though Kayh already sidered Kiritsugu ruthless, he found himself stunned by the depths of his pragmatism.

  Artoria: "Emiya Kiritsugu, how could you—!"

  Kiritsugu: "This is the optimal choice. Aation could cost all 500 lives."

  El-Melloi II: "A perfectly rational decision."

  Artoria: "..."

  Iskandar: "But what's the purpose of these questions? Is this just to torment him?"

  El-Melloi II: "No. These questions are meant to uhe true esseniya Kiritsugu's heart. But there's another purpose hidden here, something we haven't yet seen."

  Iskandar: "And what might that be?"

  El-Melloi II: "I'm still figuring it out myself."

  [The television turned off abruptly. A ringing phone echoed through the room, and Kiritsugu instinctively answered it.]

  [It was the same voice.]

  ["Now the 300 survivors board two new ships. One carries 200 people, while the other carries 100. Both ships are sinking again, and the 100 passengers kidnap you, demanding you repair their vessel first. What will you do?"]

  [Kiritsugu hesitated lohis time.]

  [Before he could speak, the line disected. The se shifted once more, pg Kiritsugu at the dock of a harbor.]

  [Behind him, an explosion rocked the horizon as a ship went up in fmes.]

  [Kiritsugu stood frozen, his posure crag as panic set in.]

  ["Yes, you are correct."]

  [The mog voice returned, its tone filled with amusement.]

  Waver: "Wait… so he killed the 100 people again? But what's the point of this question then?"

  Waver: "It's like the previous question didn't matter at all! What's the use of saving the 300 if this is what happe?"

  Tohsaka Rin: "This makes no sense. After what happened before, why would the 300 survivors split themselves across different ships again? It's pletely illogical."

  Tohsaka Tokiomi: "The one posing these questions must have a deeper motive."