Hearing Shinji's answer, Mordred was struck by lightning and stood on the spot, forgetting that Shinji scolded her for being a fool.

"You, how do you know?"

Well, that's admitting that I'm right. Sure enough, the Knights of the Round Table are a group of Knights of the King Kitchen, and the twelve people in the first sequence are all hopelessly cooked.

Shen Er complained in his heart, and said casually: "Because I am also a king chef, and I have seen other king chefs, I can still grasp your mind better." ”

"Chef Wang, what do you mean?"

"The so-called chef is like, the king chef is the person who likes the king - in a certain circle of Arthurian legend, your Knights of the Round Table are called the Knights of the King Kitchen. ”

"Chef Wang, if you like something, how can it be. I don't know about those guys, but I'm a rebellious knight, and I hate King Arthur the most. ”

Mordred deliberately gritted her teeth, but anyone could tell from her stiff expression and trembling voice that she was lying.

Her master, the Lion Tribulation Realm, covered her face with her hands to show that she couldn't bear to look at her.

Shinji couldn't stand it either, so he chose not to look at it and turned his head to look at Artoria, although the latter's expression was no better than Mordred's.

She had always thought that Mordred hated her and hated her, but now, King Arthur's natural brain could no longer comprehend the situation and went into downtime mode.

"I said, Altoria, Mordred said so, won't you give some opinion?"

"She, she, I, I—" Artoria hesitated, but finally said nothing.

"I can't help you either. Fiore, then prepare a room for them to talk to. ”

"No, no, we don't have anything to talk about, well, no. I've got a few things to do after that, so let's go, Master. ”

As he spoke, Mordred grabbed the lion's arm and was about to walk out.

Before he could take two steps, he heard Shinji say.

"Is it really good to run away like this?"

"I, I didn't run away. Mordred dodged her eyes.

"Okay, I'll think so, but I want to warn you - when I'm done with Fiore, I'm going to go to Amakusa Shiro Tokisada for a showdown, and Artoria, as my servant and observer of inhibition, will definitely go with me. What will be the result of this trip, no one knows, it's hard to say whether Artoria will respond to the call in the future, maybe this is the last time you will meet, you really don't want to make it clear?"

"I ......" Mordred faltered.

Seeing this, Shinji leaned over to Mordred's ear and added another fire.

"Artoria is no longer a king, and she doesn't need to suppress her emotions anymore, you know? King Arthur's heir is not good or anything, but the fact that Artoria is a child, I don't think she will deny it. Don't you want to be like any other child, and throw yourself into her arms or something?"

Mordred's face instantly turned red: "Cai, I don't want to." ”

"Don't want to?"

"I don't want to. ”

"You say it again?"

"I ...... Wouldn't it be okay for me to promise to talk to her? ”

"Okay, then it's decided, remember, be frank and don't hide it, if you don't want to regret it. ”

"It's so annoying to be verbose. Mordred muttered quietly, but did not retort.

"Thank you, Shinji Makiri. The lion robbed his servant and thanked him.

"I just don't want to leave regrets. ”

For Artoria, for Mordred, and for himself as a royal chef.

"If you really want to say thank you, just make a deal with me. ”

"What deal?"

"I know you have a precious specimen in your hand, and I need you to use that thing to help make three serums, and in return, I will help you lift the curse on your body. ”

"How do you know everything? You don't have the ability to predict the future. ”

The specimen that Shinji was referring to was the Hydra hatchlings that Lion Raid had obtained from Bel Febang, the head of the Summoning Department, and only the two people involved knew about it, which is why Lion Raid was so surprised.

"If I can predict the future, how can I be so miserable?"

"Yes. I agreed to the deal, but it will take me a day. ”

"Yes, when you make the serum, I will help you lift the curse. ”

"No, it doesn't matter if it's a curse or something. ”

The choice of the lion robbery was obviously unexpected by Shinji.

"Eh, why, if I'm not mistaken, this curse will make you ......."

"I'm well aware of the effects of the curse. ”

"Then you still ......"

"This is the price I should pay, and it is also the price that the Lion Tribulation clan should pay. ”

"I respect your choice, but in this way, the reward will be—"

"You don't need to be paid. ”

The eyes hidden behind the sunglasses swept over Mordred, and the apprehension on the girl's face made the corners of the lion's mouth smile a little.

"Unless, you can raise the dead, in which case I'll be willing to raise as much price as I want. ”

"I don't have that ability. Shinji shook his head with a wry smile, "Even if it is the Great Holy Grail, it can only save the soul that has not yet dissipated, and if it dissipates, it will be completely hopeless." ”

"Sure enough, the resurrection of the dead is just wishful thinking after all. ”

The lion took out a cigar and lit it silently, but did not put it to his mouth, just quietly watched the wisps of smoke change, and once again appeared in his mind, a picture of a long time ago and a lovely face that never faded.

In the island nation of the far east, the people who call themselves the Lion Raiders live in a cold land that is almost covered with rain or snow all year round. There are only a few days of the summer when the days are sunny, and most days are covered in a large dark gray cloud.

It's like a desolate place where all your strength is exhausted just to survive.

Even though he is a magician, he still needs food to survive. This is especially true for magicians who are in a ruined situation. So they had to start by trying to win the trust of the natives with a boring, barely magic-like curse.

"It's still too late, it's still too late, it's still too late. ”

It's too late, you're done. You have come to an end in desperation, and the sigil has begun to decline, and its power has fallen to less than 10% of its heyday. With the change of generations, the magic circuit has become more and more weak, and I am afraid that it will not be long before I become an ordinary person who simply "knows magic".

Insult (clam) humiliation, humiliation (clam) humiliation, humiliation. For magicians, this is an outcome that should be avoided no matter what. It's not about dying in the challenge of understanding the abyss, it's not about dying in a miserable magic war, it's just the worst end of simply becoming a meaningless existence.

No, that's not going to work, that's absolutely not going to work, don't, don't, don't.

Like a child, he loses his temper and desperately asks for help from the magicians he knows. In their heyday, they had obviously received so much favor from themselves, but now they have shown mockery and insult to themselves without exception.

"What a poor people, you're done. ”

"How else do you want us to help people who are dying in the magic circuit?"

"It's a sad thing, but it's also the fate of magicians. No matter how many letters you send, your wishes will not come true. ”

In the end, it wasn't the magicians they knew who made their wishes come true. They ended up making some kind of magical pact with an unknown being who resembled an evil spirit.

"Well, though I can guarantee your prosperity—"

"That guy," said with a pleasant grin.

"However, this is nothing more than something that is paid in advance. You are also destined to be cut off from everything in an instant——?"

Even then, it didn't matter, the clan made a decision. Before that moment comes, definitely try to conquer this magic. There are many more tools that can be employed. Even if you can't do it yourself, you can continue it to your children and grandchildren, and one day in the future-

There is probably also prejudice and contempt for the spells of the Far Lands. Their techniques are very primitive and brutal, and they are too far from their aesthetics.

But on the other hand, the technique is simple and strong to the point that it can be described as beautiful. How superficial I am. Their clan began to inherit knowledge, warning against curses, and commanding their descendants to respond as quickly as possible.

The time of prosperity is as beautiful as a dream. The paper was acknowledged, and the clock tower accepted the lion robbery with undisguised surprise. I don't know how, but it's really good, and you're welcome—

Then, the fall is also a blink of an eye.

It's not about rolling down a ramp, it's like being pushed down a cliff. Miserable end? Nothing like that. This is a state of affairs that I have long realized - it's just that it's like a flying disaster for our children and grandchildren.

The lion robbery is the beginning of the end. He has the best talent among the Lion Raiders to date, surpassing his father, and is the pride of the clan that has reached the deeper mysteries of magic.

As soon as he reached the age of childbearing, he was immediately forced to take a wife. The clan that has never forgotten the curse always wants to make sure as quickly as possible whether they can give birth to a child normally.

Then, the clan finally understood the fact that it had "begun".

"No, I can't. Jieli does not have the strength to have children. Since there is no abnormality in the body, there is no doubt that this is the result of a curse. How can this be, is it finally about to begin-"

First of all, they used a variety of methods to try to have children. Using a variety of medicines, performing rituals, using all the connections at your disposal, and investing a huge amount of money to get a doctor who is good at healing.

In the end, all attempts yielded only dismal results. A child can be born, although only for a moment, but the child is indeed born. But no matter how many times he repeats it, he still dies quickly. Children are constantly being born, dying, disappearing.

He and his wife soon decided to divorce. With a cold look in her eyes, she declared:

"You're such a great magician. Because you can even play with your own children. ”

She's right, thought to herself. Every child dies at the moment of birth – the responsibility lies with them. No matter what they do, they still die one by one - they are tantamount to killing them themselves.

But at this time, the wife's clan finally realized that the Lion Tribulation clan was facing decline, so they quickly decided to quit.

Jieli and her wife are the best pair from a magical point of view. Therefore, the clan always insists that the child must be born to both of them. But that's it. They can only decide to adopt someone else's child.

There is no way out for the Lion Raiders. All in all, no matter what, the Lion Raider must somehow inherit the magic mark to the other children. It doesn't matter if it's not your own son, but an adopted son.

Even in such a situation, they still do not really understand the true face of the "curse". The pact they made was supposed to be to "renounce magic at the moment when the lion robbery was born."

Giving birth to a magician's child is impossible in itself.

Without noticing this, they went to great lengths to unearth a young girl from a distant relative who was more adaptable. When the first meeting was arranged, Jieli was frustrated to know the fact that she was afraid of herself.

In order to further improve the adaptability between the girl and the girl, the boundary is separated from living with her.

"In that case, I will be able to become a magician like my brother. I'm really happy—"

She said with a smile. It was a frail, intelligent and well-behaved girl. Every time it rained or snowed, her physical condition deteriorated. When she heard that she could get a good health by transplanting the mark, the girl laughed happily. However, it is still necessary to maintain an unhealthy condition before the transplant. Because there was no way, Jieli gave her bedridden reading to relieve her boredom.

"It's a shame that you won't read to me anymore after you become a magician—"

She lowered her head in frustration as she spoke. Jieli whispered to her, "As long as you recover your health, you can read whatever you want to read." Seeing her puff up her face and say, "I didn't mean this", Jieli finally realized that she actually wanted to read it to her.

I really can't help you, so I'll keep reading until you get tired of it-Hearing Jieli say this, the girl finally regained her smile.

Whether it's before or after –

In Jieli's life, he has never experienced such a stable time.

That kind of life,

One day, it disappeared like magic.

Send the body that has turned purple to be cremated. Following local customs, and more importantly, for fear of contaminating the land, the bodies were finally incinerated with fire. There are no tears, and there can be no more.

The one who has been blind to the possibility of "maybe this will happen" is undoubtedly the Lion Raid himself.

Because I have the expectation that I might succeed. My father and the people in my family said that there was no problem, so I had the hope that "maybe it would really be okay."

These reasons are all just deceptions. It's simply impossible to hold anyone accountable for this.

Because the lion robbed the world and wanted to be her father, it was his dream that tragically crushed the girl.

That's the truth, and there is no other reason at all. Whether it's tears or apologies, it's out of reach.

The Lion Tribulation Realm silently accepted everything that was cursed. He looked through the books, thinking as if he was going mad, and at last he decided to accept the end.

The rest of his life is nothing more than an act of throwing away his life. Even for necromancers, the modern battlefield is still too dangerous.

Not a magician, but close to a magician—no, it's exactly the same. But for him, all this is no longer important. It's like a man who realizes that his death is approaching is deliberately wasting the assets he has saved up to now.

I don't know if it's because of the luck of the thief, or because he has always resisted and actively chose death.

The lion robbery realm is still barely half survived. As for the other half, they had already died with the girl at the moment of her death.

Whenever he bled and fell to the ground on the battlefield, he remembered it.

"The next time you wake up, you can call your father-"

Ah, I committed the sin of "wishing the girl to call herself that". It was painful, it was painful, it was hard, it was much easier to die—and then he stood up with his hands clasped and a mouthful of blood.

As the years passed, the soft shell had become as tough as steel, and the hand holding the paper had been engraved with countless scars.

Loot corpses, process them, codify them, earn money, and waste them at will.

Guilty of oneself.

It is because of sin that he still lives. So far, no way to atone for sins has been found.

At the very least, you have to experience the feeling of death.

And now, the Lion Raider has met the Holy Grail. It was like fate to have met the Holy Grail.

It is impossible to raise the dead - knowledge as a magician tells itself.

The possibility is almost equal to zero - so the experience of having fought countless battles declares itself to itself.

But even so, there may be something new to discover. With a half-self-defeating mentality, suppressing hopes that were beginning to swell, the man stretched out his hand to the Holy Grail.

That's all there is to men seeking the Holy Grail.

It's an extremely mundane and boring story that can be found in the world by changing the setting.

However, this enthusiasm is not half fake.

It was a very insignificant thing, and even I am afraid that I did not realize the dignity of being a magician, and at the same time, it was a means of atonement that I had found with great difficulty. In the deepest part of his instincts, he had clearly understood this.

That is, one by one, the lion robbery is here, and the place where he is going to die is here.

But now, this last extravagant hope has also been shattered, and he has lost everything in the true sense of the word.

The man didn't feel depressed, because when the dream was shattered, he, like his partner, finally understood his true desire.

All he wanted was the girl with a slender and weak smile on her face, and if the child lived to smile at him, it would be satisfying for that alone.

It's because I want her back that I live a half-dead and half-lifed life. But her resurrection is absolutely impossible, an irreversible fact.

It is precisely because of this that I am so reluctant to live a life of wandering and wandering.

It's okay to cut off all hope, just carry all this and slowly move towards the end of your life.

Until then, though, there are things that can be done. As the master of that worrisome guy, go crazy for this fool who doesn't even have a proper understanding of his wishes.

When the cigar burned out, Lion Raid made a decision.

At the very least, that guy can't be allowed to fall to the point of no return like himself.