A moment later,
Haruri finally felt a pain in her shoulder.
Only then did she realize that the bullet Kiritsugu Emiya had just fired had pierced through the defenses constructed by the magical bees, hitting her shoulder.
"…Goddess Ishtar."
Haruri clutched her wounded shoulder.
Then, she turned her gaze towards Ishtar's direction.
Now that she had completed her revenge,
The person she cared about most was Ishtar.
Although she had taken revenge on Kiritsugu Emiya,
Her main target of revenge, overturning this twisted magical world, had not yet been achieved.
–I must go and help Goddess Ishtar!
Thinking this, Haruri prepared to use healing magecraft to treat the gunshot wound on her shoulder.
"Little girl, if you don't want to become a cripple, you better not do that."
An unexpected voice rang out beside her.
Startled, Haruri immediately stopped her intention to mobilize her magical power and turned her head to look at the source of the voice.
A man with long, black hair appeared there.
So handsome that one couldn't forget him after just one glance.
Haruri had only experienced this kind of beauty on Ishtar. The man before her also exuded this feeling.
It was as if he was the center of the world.
His dark eyes were like an abyss encompassing all light, giving the first impression of being unfathomable.
"Who…who are you!?"
"Me…in a way, I can be considered an old acquaintance of your goddess. Hmm…being by her side must not be easy for you, right? As far as I know, serving her is quite troublesome."
Moran's gaze carried a hint of sympathy.
He was almost calling Haruri a poor child.
Then, he looked at Kiritsugu Emiya lying on the ground, his expression very indifferent.
He hadn't just arrived; he had been there for a while.
Moran had watched Haruri's battle with Kiritsugu Emiya, witnessing the magus killer's final end.
"Why…what's wrong with me using healing magecraft?"
"You child…I really don't understand. Are you too well-protected, or just too naive?"
"Huh? What do you mean by that!?"
Haruri was very unhappy.
Moran had stopped her from using magecraft as soon as he appeared, and now he was saying she was too naive.
"The bullet that hit you is an Origin Bullet.
If you mobilize your magical power, I'm afraid that before you even heal the wound, all of your magical circuits will collapse and explode in an instant."
"Ah…O-Origin Bullet? I…I've never even heard of such a Mystic Code."
Haruri couldn't help but panic.
If she couldn't use magecraft, she wouldn't even be able to remove the bullet from her shoulder.
Asking a little girl to dig out a bullet from her flesh…
She didn't have that kind of practical experience.
She was afraid that before the bullet was taken out, she would die from blood loss or pain.
"Are you really a magus?"
"Of course I am!"
Haruri replied anxiously.
She tried to think about how to deal with the injury, while also being tormented by the shattered shoulder blade and bleeding.
Moran rolled his eyes at her anxious and clueless appearance.
She had Ishtar's divine protection.
As long as she returned to the vicinity of the temple, away from the shadows, she would eventually be able to remove the Origin Bullet.
However, she couldn't even think of that.
"Forget it, I like doing a good deed every day…
Don't move. You're also Ishtar's high priestess, right? Sigh, if you had one-fifth of Siduri's talent, Ishtar would probably be overjoyed."
"Ugh…it's not you who's injured…Eh…wait…what's going on!? My wound is healed!?"
Before Haruri could react,
Moran turned his gaze towards the temple and walked away.
Haruri rubbed her shoulder and found that it didn't hurt anymore.
Not only that, but she couldn't see any signs of injury, and even her clothes weren't stained with blood.
She had a very deep impression of this scene.
In the beginning, when Haruri summoned Humbaba, Ishtar had saved her like this.
–That man…who exactly is he…?
–He said he was an acquaintance of Goddess Ishtar…
–Wait…he's walking towards the temple…!?
In an instant, Haruri became nervous…
In this critical situation where Ishtar was being besieged, such an unidentified person had appeared.
Haruri couldn't allow unidentified people to enter the temple.
As the chief priestess, she had a responsibility to investigate Moran's identity.
But when she thought about Moran saving her,
Haruri couldn't directly stop him with force.
Although she was a black magecraft expert, she unexpectedly possessed the morality and conscience of a normal person.
Therefore, she chose to follow Moran's footsteps
And find out the other party's identity through communication.
While Ishtar was fighting the shadows,
Faldeus, located in the prison base, observed the current battle situation through drones and satellite monitoring systems.
To be honest, Hassan of the Fathomless Rift had far exceeded his expectations.
He was actually able to deal with Ishtar to this extent.
"Too amazing. The Assassin's Spirit Base is basically weak…You are very reliable, but also very dangerous…Let me take foolproof measures."
Faldeus revealed the Command Seals on his right arm.
Seeing Hassan of the Fathomless Rift's Noble Phantasm push Ishtar to this extent, he naturally had to add fuel to the fire for the sake of the United States.
He had to eliminate Ishtar, who was an unexpected factor.
"I command you with a Command Seal, consume everything you have, and annihilate the calamity in the western forest."
The Command Seal's order was indeed transmitted.
Faldeus didn't feel Hassan's resistance or the order failing until the very end.
In other words, his order had worked.
Looking at the constantly surging black shadows on the screen, Faldeus couldn't help but reveal a smile.
This was the first smile he had shown in a long time since the start of the Holy Grail War.
Faldeus had to admit that he had underestimated Hassan of the Fathomless Rift, whom he had summoned.