The Grand Command Spell.
The ultimate trump card possessed by the seven Master candidates of A-team.
By sacrificing one's own life, it unleashes a terrifying attack that surpasses all limits.
In the previous Second Lostbelt,
Ophelia had used the Grand Command Spell without hesitation to help Nameless defeat the Giant King Surtr.
After using it, she died on the spot.
Her body was buried by Nameless himself in the earth where spring had arrived and flowers were blooming.
Now, Captain Kirschtaria, facing the dominant descent of the [Alien God], similarly used the Grand Command Spell without hesitation!
The mysterious and powerful mastermind who had just descended was immediately blasted away!
Instantly shocking all viewers—
[Holy shit, Captain, what are you doing? You're supposed to be the enemy, why are you using your life to pave the way for Nameless?]
[I offer my highest respects to Kirschtaria Wodime, captain of Chaldea's A-team. The captain will always be my big brother!]
[Damn you, Beryl! If it weren't for that bastard's betrayal, the captain wouldn't have had to sacrifice himself using the Grand Command Spell!]
[Damn it, the lives of A-team members were bought by the captain opposing the world six times. What right did that scum Beryl have to betray the captain?]
[Ah, such extraordinary talent - even Zeus acknowledged him as a friend - and he sacrificed himself for us like this!]
...
In the living room.
Roya was deeply shocked: "He was actually willing to use the Grand Command Spell!"
This person was really too decisive.
Realizing that his own plan had failed, and seeing Nameless reveal his alternate identity [Muramasa], which made him fully acknowledge Nameless.
Even the captain couldn't manage to plant a mole under the [Alien God]'s command.
After admitting defeat and acknowledging Nameless, the captain instantly assisted Nameless with all his might without hesitation.
Clearly, Kirschtaria's grand plan of "making everyone a god" was also searching for a path to lead humanity toward the future.
The so-called "correct path" can only be determined through countless trials and errors.
The captain failed, so he had to ensure Nameless could break through, because he had become the final hope.
Such breadth of mind and magnanimity was truly unparalleled.
It made Roya suddenly recall the Final Singularity.
Where the Demon God King Goetia clearly saw the King of Mages Solomon, and knew full well he couldn't withstand his attack.
Yet he has been futilely struggling in a desperate frenzy, refusing to generously release his grip on the world.
By comparison, it must be said that Goetia, as an Evil of Humanity, loves humanity even less than the Captain.
Not to mention Tiamat, who even temporarily lent her primordial mother goddess power to Nameless.
"This man has indeed been protecting humanity in his own way all along," Qin Shi Huang remarked in admiration.
As a Lostbelt King, he could naturally understand the other party clearly.
The so-called "everyone becoming gods" was his version of "everyone becoming dragons."
He wanted to make everyone stronger, to make humanity's future more brilliant and glorious.
For this, Qin Shi Huang willingly bore the entire Great Qin for over two thousand years, controlling everything day and night without rest.
For this, Kirschtaria planned to use Atlas to take over the Fantasy Tree, thereby making everyone ascend to godhood.
While he himself would die alone as the last human.
The title of the Fifth Lostbelt, "The Day God Was Shot Down," wasn't just about Nameless shooting down gods.
There was also this A-Team Captain.
When Qin Shi Huang realized that humanity's future had been buried by him, and only Sensei could save humanity, he quite freely cut down the Fantasy Tree himself, entrusting everything to Sensei.
He even specifically descended to Chaldea to continue assisting Sensei in battle.
Similarly, Kirschtaria unhesitatingly first blocked the Holy Lance, then used a Grand Command Spell to repel the [Alien God], paving the way for Sensei with his life.
From this perspective, what these two did was truly identical.
Both protected humanity in their own ways.
And both freely gave up everything, making way for the true guardian of human order.
The biggest difference is.
Qin Shi Huang could descend to Chaldea in Servant form to continue protecting human order.
But Kirschtaria, as a modern magus, could only disappear forever, unable to become a Servant!
This is the true farewell!
Gilgamesh chuckled lightly: "Indeed, he does resemble Qin Shi Huang quite a bit."
This he had to admit.
That man who wielded celestial magecraft indeed deserved to stand alongside a Lostbelt King.
Whether in strength or breadth of mind, he was in no way inferior to the omnipotent great god Zeus from the same Lostbelt.
This was the fundamental reason why Zeus was willing to form a contract with him and regard him as a friend.
What made Gilgamesh's lips curl upward, feeling somewhat amused, was.
This time, it was Kirschtaria sacrificing himself in a protective stance, bidding farewell to Souma.
Rather than being protected by Souma, watching helplessly as Souma left.
That bastard best friend had finally tasted what he once felt!
If there was a chance to meet, he could invite the other for a drink!
Unfortunately, they couldn't even meet.
Roya felt somewhat sad about this: "Such a good person. If he could manifest in reality, he could continue assisting Nameless in protecting humanity and confronting the Demon God King Goetia. What a pity."
"Quite a pity indeed," Souma nodded.
His expression became rather peculiar.
If the Captain were to manifest in reality, he might indeed help him deal with that troublesome child.
Most importantly.
The other party wasn't a Servant, completely unaffected by the troublesome child's [Anti-Summoning] authority.
He would be an enormous helper.
Hmm, it seems I need to ask Alaya and see what methods there are to resurrect the Captain.
Preferably as a human mage, not as a Servant!
As Souma watched the Captain in the video, he recalled their first meeting.
It wasn't in the Fifth Lostbelt, nor was it in Chaldea, but much earlier.
He wondered if the Captain still remembered him...
...
In the video.
The Alien God, in utter disbelief and shock, was completely expelled from this world.
Kirschtaria looked up at the vanishing Alien God, as his life flashed before his eyes in his final moments.
The scene shifted, beginning to depict his childhood experiences.
Kirschtaria's turning point came in the spring when he was fifteen.
At that time, blessed by the stars and exceptionally talented in Celestial Body magecraft, he was brimming with ambition and extreme confidence.
He firmly believed he would undoubtedly become the lord of the Celestial Body Department at the Clock Tower!
But!
Just as everything was going smoothly, he was assassinated using an Origin Bullet.
The one who sent the assassin was none other than his—
biological father!
The Origin Bullet was extremely unique; once it hit its target, it caused an irreversible "alteration."
This was a conceptual-level attack.
Meaning,
no matter how powerful a mage you were, you could be killed with a single shot.
It was the ultimate weapon of the Mage Killer, Emiya Kiritsugu.
Kirschtaria never expected that his own father would send an assassin to kill him with an Origin Bullet!
Death was imminent.
Staggering, he fled his home, now completely a homeless stray.
As he lay collapsed on the ground,
a youth approached him, carrying his unconscious body to a garbage dump, completely evading his family's pursuit.
The hooded youth spoke calmly, "Still alive?"
"Did you save me?"
Kirschtaria looked at the filthy surroundings, feeling immense disgust.
Unfortunately,
he had no choice; he couldn't even stand up.
The hooded youth handed him a somewhat dry piece of bread and water in a broken bowl: "Eat quickly."
"I'd rather starve to death than eat such filthy things!"
Kirschtaria replied without hesitation.
However,
this resolute oath lasted only half a day before he couldn't hold out any longer.
Accustomed to a life of privilege since childhood, he had never experienced such relentless hunger before, forcing him to lower his head and pick up the bread.
Mmm, it smells delicious!
Just like that.
He stayed in the filthy garbage dump for two whole weeks.
His wounds gradually healed, yet his family never came looking for him.
The hooded boy quietly stayed by his side, indifferent yet meticulously caring for him.
Kirschtaria kept gazing outside in confusion.
He had lost the meaning of his life.
All his previous pursuits and ambitions turned to fleeting smoke after the assassination attempt by his own father.
Humans truly are foolish creatures—even fathers and sons fight among themselves.
That father actually feared his talent and wanted to eliminate him!
In a hoarse voice, Kirschtaria asked, "Don't you think that's ridiculous?"
"Yes, it is indeed ridiculous," the hooded boy nodded.
Kirschtaria lowered his head. "So, what is the point of such an ugly world, filled with conflict and killing?"
He who had wanted to weave and protect beauty could no longer see any so-called beauty.
If even his own father could send someone to kill him, how much more foolish and ugly must others be!
"Yes, this world was never perfect—it's full of flaws."The usually indifferent and reticent hooded boy unexpectedly spoke a few more words." "Kirschtaria, when you woke up, you saw that everything had changed."
"Betrayed by your father, you'll find this world is no longer beautiful."
"Those ordinary days are gone forever, exposing all the darkness before you."
Under the boy's words,
Kirschtaria's eyes grew even more confused.
And thick with disgust.
Even this boy, the only one he could rely on in his despair, agreed with him.
Indeed, this world held no value at all!
The boy reached out and placed a hand on his head. "But please don't give up—never give up!"
"Don't... give up?"
Kirschtaria was slightly taken aback.
He never expected the boy to urge him not to give up.
"Yes, giving up is easy, but when you give up, you become the true loser."
The boy continued, "Kirschtaria, lift your head and keep moving forward. Turn this imperfect world into the one you desire!"
"Turn this imperfect world... into the one I desire..."
Kirschtaria raised his head, his gaze burning as he stared at the other. "So, who are you, really?"
"Me? Just a nameless boy," the boy replied casually.
"Hmph, I will definitely surpass you and become the greatest celestial mage in history!"
Kirschtaria felt a surge of motivation. "When that time comes, you'd better obediently hide under my protection!""
At that moment, the confident, spirited genius boy had returned.
He refused to accept that he wasn't even qualified to know the other's identity!
Absolutely refused!
"Alright, I look forward to it."
The hooded boy reached out and ruffled his hair, handing him a necklace. "This is engraved with an invisibility spell—keep it, so those people won't find you."
"Are you leaving? Where are you going?" Kirschtaria was astonished.
"I've stayed too long already. It's time to fulfill my duty."
The youth turned around, his back facing him as he softly said, "Live on, Kirschtaria. This is your final lesson."
"Perhaps one day, you too will come to protect me."
After speaking, the youth strode away.
Kirschtaria hurriedly chased after him, "Wait! I don't even know your name!"
Unfortunately, the other did not stop, vanishing without a trace as if in a dream.
Kirschtaria tightly gripped the invisibility necklace in his hand, his eyes welling up with tears.
It was utterly absurd.
This person, who was a complete stranger to him, had helped him so much.
Though he appeared youthful, he carried the weariness of a long life that reached deep into his soul.
All that remained for Kirschtaria was boundless rage.
Rage at his own cowardice, rage at his own weakness, rage at his own desire to give up.
What creating beautiful things?
What innate king?
What heaven-ordained genius?
Don't make me laugh!
From the very beginning, he had never understood what true beauty was!
"Damn you, one day I'll stand before you and make you acknowledge me!"
Kirschtaria wiped the corner of his eye, "Just wait. Until my dying breath, I will prove the value of being human!"
At this moment, he had no time for tears or sorrow.
His entire being underwent a baptism of fire and rebirth!
In the scene,
the face of that nameless youth was revealed for the first time, and it was unmistakably—
Nameless!
Causing the barrage to instantly explode—
[Holy shit!!! I knew it was you!]
[I'm genuinely convinced. I never thought even the Captain couldn't escape being helped by Nameless!]
[Is this what they call "when I grow up, I'll become you"?]
[The cause sown, the fruit reaped. Nameless protected the Captain back then, and now the Captain protects him at all costs.]
[Captain, you did it! Not only did Nameless acknowledge you, but everyone acknowledges you now!]
...
The viewers were filled with emotion.
They never imagined that the powerful A-team Captain Kirschtaria had such a tragic past.
If not for Nameless's intervention, he would never have survived until now.
Being betrayed and nearly killed by his own father was a punishment enough to shatter anyone's spirit.
But with Nameless by his side, the Captain completed his transformation through fire and rebirth.
Now, the stronger Captain, in turn, spares no effort to assist Nameless in protecting humanity.
One can't help but sigh—every action has its consequence.
Everything is a choice of fate.
The scene shifts from the memory back to reality.
Caenis said softly, "Someone as cowardly as you actually stepped up to be a hero."
"Yes, I've always been a coward, always wanting to protect everything beautiful."
Kirschtaria looked at the blood-stained necklace in his hand.
It was engraved with only the most basic invisibility magecraft, effective only against ordinary people.
For him, it was practically useless.
Yet he had treasured it all this time, treating it as more precious than any divine artifact.
"In those countless simulations, Kadoc and I trusted each other, Ophelia and I shared smiles, I collaborated with Yu Mei-ren, and I crossed paths with Beryl."
Supported by his Servant, Kirschtaria's eyes were full of reminiscence, "I was saved by Pepe several times too. Don't judge him by his appearance—he's deeply loyal."
Before officially initiating the Rayshift, they had undergone numerous simulations.
Every time, he successfully preserved humanity, delivering an impeccable answer.
He also forged profound bonds with those comrades.
Yet, in the end, it was merely a simulation.
After Lev blew up the Chaldea control room, everything was irrevocably altered.
"If only I could have saved the world together with everyone from Team A."
As Kirschtaria's life rapidly faded, his expression grew increasingly serene.
"You damn fool, you always tried too hard on your own!" Caenis gritted her teeth in response.
The brightest star was gradually dimming.
Kirschtaria managed a strained smile: "Haha, I'm glad to hear you say that. But you're wrong, Caenis. I wasn't alone."
"Human beings... cannot survive alone... Everyone was striving desperately..."
His breathing grew increasingly faint.
His body began turning cold.
Memories of the past flashed through his mind.
Not to deny his past, nor to devalue his present self.
He simply wanted to know whether he had fulfilled his original promise.
The light in Kirschtaria's eyes slowly faded.
The necklace he had been clutching tightly fell from his slackened hand.
At that moment.
A gentle hand caught the necklace, and also grasped his hand, smiling: "Kirschtaria, you did wonderfully. You were the finest human."
"..."
There was no response.
The powerful celestial mage's eyes completely lost their light as his body dissolved into countless particles of light.
Team A Captain Kirschtaria—
Unable to continue!
Witnessing this scene, viewers wept uncontrollably.
He lived as a human, and died as a human.
This human who had pursued beautiful things since childhood ultimately achieved the protection of beauty, dying with complete satisfaction.
As his Servant, Caenis' eyes also glistened with unshed tears.
"I mock, scorn, and trample upon humanity - this will never change."
"Only by defining oneself as 'evil,' laughing loudly while despising humanity, hating gods, and rejecting everything."
"Even so... even so... I truly am a fool!!"
Golden wings spread behind Caenis as she departed from this place.
Not for her own glory, but to prove herself a heroic spirit worthy of that fateful encounter.
Thus concludes the Fifth Lostbelt!
Having successively defeated numerous gods and repelled the Primordial Father Chaos.
Now,
even the A-Team captain willingly sacrificed himself to drive back the mastermind behind it all - the Alien God.
Everything has come to an end.
Chaldea, aboard their fully repaired ship, embarks on a new journey.
The Sixth Lostbelt—
"Fairy Round Table Domain - Avalon le Fae - The Moment a Star is Born"