Qing smiled and looked at the woman in front of her, who lowered her head and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. Qing couldn't help but be puzzled, and was about to ask carefully, when the woman's low and hoarse voice came out, "Kiriji, he ---- he passed away--- The deep words reached Qing's ears, and Qing's body couldn't help but take a step back, stunned in place, "Kiriji?" -----Are you talking about that guy Kiritsugu Emiya?! -----”

Qing's mood swings couldn't help but be a little unstable, and he reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the woman in front of him, but seeing her painful expression, Qing immediately took his hand back in embarrassment, "Uh! I'm very sorry, I'm a little too emotional----- "Qing has an indescribable feeling in his heart at the moment, and he should be happy for the death of his enemy!" But there is no happiness and hatred in his heart---- there is a blank in Qing's mind at this moment, in fact, for Qing, hatred has faded a long time ago, and every time the soulless eyes, Qing has no desire to kill it. And with the passing of this 'enemy', all the resentment of Qing at this moment can only be silenced forever, and in the world of this world, it is impossible for Qing to find such a person who allows Qing to continue to live with the power of hatred.

Qing looked down at the woman in front of her, although she lowered her head, Qing could still see the crystal tears, dripping one by one. Qing sighed again, the destiny of life and death is not something that Qing can control, and even Qing once had the motivation to kill that person, so he worked hard to live! Qing took out a tissue from the pocket of his clothes and handed it to the woman in front of him, "Take me to see that guy------- I didn't expect him to pass away so silently----"

The woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and after thanking her, Qing took Qing and walked in the direction of the Wei Gong Mansion. Walking on the road, Qing recalled a lot of things, including hatred that had long been forgotten, and walked all the way in a muddy nightmare. Qing stood at the gate of the Emiya Mansion, Qing remembered that the last time he came was five years ago, and it was the man who personally invited Kiritsugu to invite Qing in, but at this moment, there were already people in standard black suits hanging white flowers at the gate.

As the woman continued to walk inside, all the lights in the wide mansion were on, and many people in the same black suits were busy doing things inside and outside the house, constantly going in and out. Qing and the woman bypassed the busy people and walked inside, and it didn't take long for the woman to take Qing to the house where the dead were parked. As Qing entered the room, the woman in front of Qing hid alone in the corner and sobbed silently, Qing looked at the woman who walked away in a low voice, and then walked towards the wooden coffin-----

Emiya Kiritsugu lay in it silently, his body full of heavy lifeless air had completely exhausted the energy of life, and at this moment, the cold man had really passed away completely. On the altar next to the coffin, a lotus lantern and sacrificial fruit were placed on both sides of the photo with a photo taken by Emiya Kiritsugu before his death, and the child of Emiya Shirou had also grown up a lot, kneeling silently in front of the altar without saying a word.

Qing sighed deeply in his heart, silently withdrew the idea of disturbing the memorial to Nakaemiya Shirou, and retreated to the wall not far away alone, quietly looking at Emiya Kiritsugu lying in the coffin-------