The backyard of the church is a quadrangle, with a spacious courtyard in the middle, and the east of this land has the legend of the ancient Shenzhou civilization. Courtyards, corridors, central gardens, and foyers are all available. At first glance, I thought I had come to China.

Under the atrium, the two men looked at each other silently, and each other's eyes seemed to understand the fiery belief in each other's silent hearts.

On one side, the religious shirt with a black shirt and trousers, the moonlight sprinkled on Yan Fengqili's smiling face, and on the other side, a decent suit, a black windbreaker, and a pair of bright glasses can deduce the existence of Emiya Kiritsugu, eh, the silent man himself is a black and astringent society.

"I like to see the tangles in your eyes. Yan Feng Qili stated in a low voice, and his footsteps were raised, walking forward step by step. The light and shadow of the moonlight slowly stretched behind him.

Emiya Kiritsugu ignored the other party's words, everything he did was what he should do, and being a partner in justice was not only his belief, but also his godfather's morality throughout his life, there was nothing to doubt. His eyes were fixed on the figure of the other party, and he silently recited the number of steps in his heart, but he took out a revolver with both hands unhurriedly and slowly put the origin bullet in.

"The most powerful fortresses often collapse inside. The magnetic voice continued to bring mocking words.

"Da Da Da ......!~" Emiya Kiritsugu's machine gun shot frantically under the hidden trench coat in the moonlit night, and the dense sparks swelled towards Yan Feng Qili like a tide. This is the reply that Emiya wants to give to the other party the most at this moment.

Yan Feng Qili seemed to have expected the little trick on the other side, and did not panic suddenly, six steel knives suddenly burst out between his fingers, and the visual effect was like a North American Wolverine, he quickly flipped his arms at an inhuman speed, and two silver lights were drawn from front of him like a sword, blocking all the surging tides in front of him.

And Iwamine Qili's posture also came to Emiya Kiritsugu's side at the moment of waving.

Emiya Kiritsugu's face remained unchanged, as if everything was expected by him. He naturally grasped the moment when the other party drew a silver light to block the bullet's arm, and at that moment, the old power of Yan Feng Qili was exhausted, and the new power was not born, and the door was wide open.

"Double the speed!" In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Emiya Kiritsugu did not dare to be careless.

The space slowly became illusory, and Emiya Kiritsugu's movements turned into afterimages, and a revolver loaded with origin bullets quietly pressed against Yan Feng Qili's chest like a ghost.

"Bang!" The illusory space became real, and the intense gunfire broke the silence for a moment.

Emiya Kiritsugu's pupils shrank suddenly, and then they expanded infinitely like astigmatism, and his face was distorted and hideous, but he couldn't hide the shocked expression; there was a sharp pain in his chest, and his whole body was shaken, and the arm holding the gun drooped unconsciously; and in his chest, the blade of the silver long knife reflected Emiya Kiritsugu's pale face, as well as the bloody corners of his mouth.

"How is that possible!" Blood spurted out of the air of Emiya Kiritsugu, blurring Yan Feng Qili's vision, who let him get close to him. Wei Gong's eyes stared at Yan Feng Qili's chest, and there was not a trace of blush pouring out there, not even any change.

Yan Feng Qili, who was sprayed on the face, didn't care about the blood red in front of him, in the astigmatism vision of the guard, he reached out and took out a deformed bullet from his chest, and with the other party's eyeliner, it fell to the ground with a crisp clanging sound. Then he gently hugged Emiya Kiritsugu in his arms and hugged each other like old friends.

"As far as I know, mother-killing is not part of your notion of justice, but I appreciate your actions...... Unscrupulous means for the sake of faith!" Yan Feng Qili's hands loosened, and Wei Gong's body lost the support of his strength and slid down......

"What a ruthless man, but that's all he can do here. ”

Yan Feng Qili looked at the unwilling eyes at his feet, and he didn't know if it aroused some memories in his mind, so he stood there stunned.

Until......!

Poof!~", it was the sound of a sharp object inserting into the flesh.

The corners of Yan Fengqili's eyes jumped suddenly, and the brightness in front of him shocked him incomparably, it was a heart beating wildly.

"Sooner or later, you will have to pay it back, didn't your mother teach you before you went out?"

Under the light of the moon, behind Yan Feng's majestic body, a figure slowly leaned out, blue eyes like dancing fireworks, but deep and cold, white face as smooth as porcelain, white as pale as white paper. The cold light flashed on the side of the mouth, and the protruding fangs showed the identity of the comer. A slender arm plunged into the man's chest, embodying a vivid and perfect image in the air.

"I never imagined that the curtain call would be ruined by the dirty hands of orcs. Yan Feng Qili's eyes flashed with bursts of starlight, even though the bright red in front of him no longer beat, but his body still did not fall.

"It is not the hands that are dirty, but the heart, and I have presented it to you, repent, and the vile will die in their due punishment. Emilia's fingers shrank suddenly, and the "red balloon" exploded.

The starlight in Yan Fengqili's eyes flickered, and he turned back with difficulty and smiled, "My role has been completed, but this unforgettable pain has been left to your master, and the murderer is his most important relative......"

After speaking, his body fell forward lightly, and plopped up a burst of dust.

Amelia stared at the dead ...... at her feet And the man who is indifferent to life and death, the black uniform is messy, and the pale face does not change or hideous even under the severe pain before death.

This is a person who cannot see through, a person who cannot see his will.

In the main hall of the church, the lights are bright, and the moonlight is like daylight in the night.

"Click".

The great sword plunged into the depths of the concrete floor, and the excited hands trembled the entire sword body, shaking the already cracked ground.

That's the Holy Grail!

In front of the stage, under the curtain, a dazzling golden yellow glow was emitted, which glorified the interior and flashed the king who had been persistent all his life.

Dismask had no words, he seemed to be immersed in his own world, under the shadow of the light that could not be found, his lonely and rickety figure precipitated the long night.

He was tired, not only the physical wounds, the blood stains in the battle with the Hero King could be restored, but the deep wounds in his heart seemed to be torn over and over again. He really wanted to wake up, and when he opened his eyes, it was still a sunny day.

The "Thorn ......" greatsword made a deep mark on the ground, and the king's heart moved, leaving a series of footprints of pursuit and perseverance on the shattered floor.

"Whew......!" Dismask's eyes opened suddenly, and the freshwater-like eyes abandoned any emotional color, and they were as quiet and silent as the sea at night. With a wave of his right hand, he drew a blue and white flame and sprinkled it in the direction where the great sword slashed.

"Why?!" Saber asked urgently, looking at the golden mang, which was obscured by the blue and white, her voice a little shrill and her tone so rapid that it seemed as if the timbre was squeezed out of her vocal cords.

Before the man could answer, there was a rush of footsteps from far to near outside the door, the sound of clattering, the tight rhythm, the urging melody, which made Wang's impetuous heart become a little impatient.

At this moment, outside the gate, several figures had already swept in front of the door.

"Dis Maska!" called softly, accompanied by a slender figure squeezing into the golden church.

Her dark green hair was a little messy, the night wind ruffled her head, the dust crumpled her black kaftan jacket, and the heels of her long heels rattled against the shattered floor.

"We've found out that someone has tampered with your flight. A gust of wind came, blowing the fragrance of summer flowers, and the hurried tone fluctuated the master's mood.

"Sharna......" The hoarse voice came from the depths of the silence, so flat, so low, so tired.

Hearing the man's answer, Sharna's heart was shocked, and she looked around and suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere here.

"Lord Dismask, I hope everything is well. After a pause, Sharna spoke softly, her voice so low that even she realized how hard it was to tell a lie.

Dismask didn't say anything, just looked up at the golden chalice in front of him, where Alice Phil was!

"What!!" Saber looked stunned, and slowly turned his head to look at his master in disbelief, but his hands trembled and raised the holy sword in disobedience, at this moment the golden light did not belong to the holy grail under the veil, because the sun-like sword light raised by the king swallowed up the existence of all light sources at the moment.

"No!Master!No!Dismask!!" Saber roared unwillingly as the Holy Sword broke free from the Wind King's barrier, and even more so from the King's will.

She is angry, he is motionless, she is helpless, he is ruthless, she is helpless, he is the initiator.

The king's long cry of grief and indignation turned into a burst of golden sword light, like a red sun and the morning sun sprinkled on the earth, annihilating everything in front of him.

After the light passed, half of the church was gone, the stage was gone, the chalice seemed to be overturned, and it carried not hope, but sludge spilled on the earth, the red curtain turned into a brilliant night sky, and the starlight and moonlight spilled into a miserable world.

Tears flowed from the bags of her eyes and fell down her cheeks and down the holy sword into the dirt. Golden bangs obscured the source of the fountain of anger. The petite figure in the moonlight was so lonely and desolate at the moment. Her trembling body, and holding the big sword tightly, her figure was so similar to the lonely figure in the Battle of Gladiolus, and gradually overlapped......

"There's no her in the Holy Grail?!" The man's voice broke the mess.

"Merlin, you have not only ruined my dreams, but also a glorious country. The king's voice was like the cold wind in winter, and it was so cold that it made people tremble.

Dismask's trembling body slowly turned to look at the smaller figure behind him, his trembling was not because of the coldness of his voice, but because of the strange and familiar name, how many times the familiar scene wandered in the dream, I thought I was a guest but I didn't expect it to be the owner inside.

He looked at her, the Master looked at his Servant, and through the millennium, as always, the great magician Merlin looked at his king, and at this moment Dismask suddenly thought of Immorton, the infatuated Egyptian mage, this bridge and character are quite synchronized.

Dismask smiled and said bitterly, "The king created a great kingdom, but he himself sang the song of death for her." And we attended the funeral of the kingdom under the witness of blood, and time flies, and the people of that time are long gone. A past that goes down in history. ”

Wang raised her eyes, the pupils baptized by tears were so crystal clear, and the emerald eyes were filled with anger, she had never felt that a person could be so shameless. "The man who led me to draw the sword in the stone to destroy this country, the man who whispered the grief of others and said, "King, you don't understand the human heart!"

Drawing the sword in the stone, the petite figure became the king of a great kingdom, "King, you don't understand the heart!", which finally spread throughout the Knights of the Round Table, and Mordred stabbed her sword at her father in gladiolus...... Three sentences, the beginning of three stories.

Dismask was silent, and Sharna beside him was stunned, the amount of information had broken through Sharna's brain capacity......

After half a ring, the man's low laughter was heard, which gradually became louder, until it resounded in the night sky, and Dismask said without emotion, "With the blood of a small number of people, in exchange for protecting more people from being slaughtered." The king remembered his original oath and never showed sad feelings, and Merlin was impressed by the king's excellence. The invincible kingdom made his knights think more, and they were afraid of the king's ruthless decision-making, and began to question the king's behavior of killing less and saving more, and even thought that it was a defilement of chivalry. The knight Tristan once said: "King Arthur, you don't understand people's hearts"

"And you have the title of king, the reputation of a knight, but you lead your subjects step by step to the abyss. I can't even do the most basic protection, the kingdom that used to be, and the Alice Phil who is now!"

Saber clenched the sword in her hand tightly and said nothing, the strands of blonde hair once again covering her eyes and her heart, and no one could see what she was thinking at this moment. When the figure gradually disappeared due to the loss of the maintenance of the power of the Holy Grail, the king raised her head, her eyes were as indifferent as the surface of a lake, and she said softly, "Who is under the sword in the stone to pray for the oath of fate......

"Merlin, I hate you!"