London Child

I'm sorry, Master. May I have a word?

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...I want to go to this London place you visited. Will you help?

We're here, but why are we here?

I heard there was a child Servant.

Jack the Ripper. Yes, she WAS a child... I think.

To think that's who she really was... What a shock.

That's not exactly right. She's simply one aspect of Jack the Ripper.

Jack the Ripper is a black box, filled with the beliefs, hypotheses, and ideas of people everywhere.

Even without knowing the real killer, as long as you know the name you can summon the appropriate Servant.

...In that sense, she's similar to Hassan-i Sabbah.

In a normal Holy Grail War, one of almost 20 of them can be summoned via the concept of "Assassin"

You sure know a lot. I am surprised.

I've crossed paths with them. I hope that child disappears completely...

Huh? She should've disappeared already

Hehehehe.

!?!?!?

It's weak, but I'm picking up a reading around you! Be careful!

What...was that?

Remnants of a Servant. Best to destroy them.

Hehe, hehehe, heheheheh.

There's more!

This feeling... It's her! Fall back, Master!

Rest in peace, Jack!

...The reading in this area is gone. Doctor, are you picking up more?

Hold on, I'm expanding the search radius. ...Ah! Yes, I've found something similar...

Let's head there, then. Master, Mash, follow me!

For a Servant, past Holy Grail Wars are more like hazy dreams than distant memories.

No matter how strong a past bond might be, it will inevitably fade.

...Of course it will. Fighting a hundred Holy Grail Wars is like leading a hundred lives.

More than anything, it ceases to feel real. You stop being able to cling to just one life.

It doesn't mean we're choosing a noble death. We're simply abandoning a pallid life.

So we forget themlike they were the dreams we once had. But some things cannot be forgotten.

That battle, to me, was one of them.

Hehehe! Hehehe! Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy!

This voice!

I thought you might not have completely disappeared... Jack the Ripper.

Yup. I mean, this world is wavering.

So even we, who should no longer be here, can look for her once more.

...Stop it, Jack. You won't find your mother in this world.

Even if she did exist, she wouldn't accept you as her daughter.

Shut up! You don't know anything about us!

You're wrong. I do know you... However...

I don't understand you. I can't understand you. You don't want to be understood.

You will try to fulfill your wish. I will stop you. That is all.

Okay, got it. Then it's time to die!

...Here it comes!

Sorry, but I must finish you off. I truly am sorry.

Wah...wah... That's so mean...so mean...

You're right. I'm mean. Still, I wanted to save you.

I really, really wanted to save you. No matter how broken you were.

...I see. Hehe, you're weird, Mommy.

We were...saved...already

Whew... We beat her.

...No, we didn't.

As long as London exists, she'll keep coming back.

Until we restore history to its proper form.

Huh? But she

Jack is special. When history is restored, she'll pass on as she should.

...That's what I want to believe.

Master, my wish is to save all the abused, unhappy children in this world.

What do you think?

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Thank you for not laughing.

It may be hard. No, it may be close to impossible.

But still... I can't give up on my wish.

Even if it becomes an eternal chain which binds me forever

I will keep fighting. Let's go, Master.

First, we have to save the world so that the children can live.