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The light is roaring.

The magic is accelerated by the unfettered dragon factor, turning into a torrent of light.

The spiral rush engulfed the sea devils and the darkness of the night.

Above the river, every molecule of the demonic giant body that embodied fear was completely exposed to the scorching impact, and let out a terrible scream.

Caster, who was in the center of the Sea Devil and the Heavy Fortress of Flesh and Blood, did not say a word, but silently watched the moment of wear, as if his body and mind had been robbed of the pure light.

“… Oooh... Oh..."

That's right—that's the light he'd ever seen.

Didn't he once upon a time also run on the battlefield as a knight in pursuit of this light?

The memories are so vivid and intense that they pull Jill back to the past.

During the long-awaited coronation of King Charles in Reims, a ray of light shines through the stained glass of the cathedral.

The white glow was like a blessing, gently enveloping Joan of Arc, Jill, and everyone else who was present as heroes of national salvation, accompanied by the joyful music of ArsNova.

Ahhh

He's still impressed. Even if he fell into the devil's way and let the evil stain his whole body, the memories of that day did not fade, and they were still deeply imprinted in his heart.

Even though his end is full of humiliation and hatred, and is despised by the world, only the glory of the past still exists in his heart, and it will never be denied or subverted by anyone.

Neither the gods nor fate can take away it, and the things that cannot be defiled .......

Two lines of tears crossed his cheeks, and Gilles de Les was dazed.

What are you confused about, and what are you missing?

Isn't it enough to just look back and admit your mistakes?

"I... What exactly is ......?"

Before he could finish muttering to himself, the pure white light took everything to another world.

………

Sitting in the clouds, Archer looked at the light of destruction with a smile on his face.

"See, King of Conquest, that's the splendor of Saber. ”

He said to the air beside him. Rider, who had just experienced a harsh battle, parked his chariot in mid-air and was also looking at the aurora of the Sword of Victory of the Oath.

"Witnessing that kind of light, you still don't want to admit her?"

Hearing Archer's question, Rider let out a cold snort. But it was not an insult on his face that he was looking at the solemnity of something tragic.

"Only by carrying the hopes of the people of the entire era can we exert such power. It's because it's so dazzling that it's heart-wrenching. ”

"It is because of the hope of all the people in the world that it shines like this—dazzling, but because of this, it is unbearable. Willing to carry that heavy burden and prove that she is just a little girl who loves to dream. ”

Overlooking the river, Saber's petite body could be seen panting after a fierce battle. After last night's Q&A, Rider had understood how heavy a burden those weak shoulders were carrying, and he couldn't tolerate this lifestyle.

"Such a little girl, giving up the love of flowers and butterflies, giving up love, being bound by a curse called 'ideal', and finally falling into that appearance, is really sad and unbearable. ”

"That's what makes it cute, isn't it?"

Contrary to the melancholy expression of the King of Conquest, the smile of the Golden Heroic Spirit was full of evil, and it did not hide the erosive desire in the smile.

"If you are too lofty in your ideals, you will inevitably burn out your dream-minded person in the end. The tears of mourning that will flow out at that time must be very sweet to lick. ”

Archer let his imagination run free as Rider gave him a sharp look.

"I don't get along with you, Babylonian king. ”

"Oh? You didn't realize it until now. ”

Hearing Rider's name, Archer smiled slightly.

"So, what are you going to do?Rider, are you going to vent your anger with force on the spot?"

"If you could, it would be a pleasure. But to be your enemy, this king's consumption tonight is a little excessive. ”

Rider bluffed, confessing, and gave Archer a mocking look.

"Of course, if you don't want to miss the opportunity and insist on doing it, this king will accompany you at any time. ”

"It doesn't matter. This king allows you to escape and conquer the king. If we don't defeat you in your perfect state, this king will be unwilling. ”

Hearing Archer's unhurried declaration, Rider simply pulled the reins.

"Save it for next time, Hero King. The duel between the two of us will be the biggest (harmonious) tide that will determine the Holy Grail War Overlord. ”

Iskandar smiled fearlessly and drove the chariot away.

"Is that really the case?...... There's only one person who is eligible to die under the King's treasure, and that person doesn't have to be you, Rider. ”

The self-talking hero king also had another Heroic Spirit in mind. When it comes to the degree of concern, the only person the hero king really cares about is that person.

Tonight, that rare light reminds the primordial Heroic Spirit of a long past.

- Once upon a time, there was a man.

It was a stupid and ridiculous creature whose body was made of clay, but who was bent on being on par with the Son of God.

Of course, his arrogance angered the gods of heaven, and he died because of his damnation.

The Hero King still can't forget the last time he shed tears.

The king of heroes asked him, "Why are you crying?" that it is only now that you regret that you are on my side?

He replied, "No."

"Who will understand you after I die? Who will be able to walk with you? I couldn't hold back my tears at the thought that you would be alone in the future......"

Watching him swallow his last breath like this, the self-respecting king finally understood that the way of life that was human was a human body, but he wanted to surpass human beings, and all the riches in the king's treasury were nobler and nobler.

"Stretch out your hand to the fool who is not of man's duty...... There is only one person in heaven and earth who is qualified to pamper that kind of destruction, and that is I, Gilgamesh. Fall into my bosom, O dazzling and illusory man, this is the decision of this king. ”

In the midst of wild laughter, the celestial boat Vimona pierced the night sky.

………

On the bank of the river, in the corridor of an inconspicuous residential building, Yanye convulsed all over his body, panting heavily.

At that moment when the light of victory, a symbol of victory, lit up the night sky, his servant Berserker descended into an unprecedented rampage.

Even though Yan Ye used all his magic power to suppress it, the pitch-black knight still took the four newly obtained treasures and waved them wildly on the empty roof, leaving a thrilling scar on the concrete floor, and even Yan Ye himself was affected, and there were a few more blood cuts on his body.

If that dazzling light of victory fades any later, the wild goose will have to use the spell to protect herself.

Yan Ye, who was sitting on the ground with his back against the fence, looked at the dark servant who was gradually regaining his composure, and sighed.

"Lancelot, have you become so attached to her?"

“… Ar… thur…”

The first time, the first time he was summoned, the pitch-black knight spat out a complete word, as if he had exhausted all his strength, poured out everything he had, and the complex feelings contained in it no one but himself could understand.

"Yes..."Yan Ye closed her eyes, feeling the sadness that was inadvertently conveyed through the contract.

He remembered the dream again, the dream that did not belong to him.

- There was a woman crying.

The woman lowered her voice and sobbed, her beautiful cheeks sunken with grief, carving deep tangled lines between her brows.

She blamed herself.

Be ashamed of yourself.

As a sinner who was forced to shoulder all the blame on her shoulders, she was forever in tears.

Everybody pointed to her and said this—an unchaste wife and a betrayed princess.

The ignorant people, blinded by the ornate legends and ignorant of the truth, constantly suppressed and condemned her.

They had no idea that the husband who married her was not a man at all.

There is only one noble person who devotes himself to loving her with all his heart.

But in his mind, the memories of that woman were always only tears of distress and sorrow.

Yes. He also grieved the woman.

He fell in love with her—

She fell in love with him—

That's what the Fall is all about.

In fact, she had already seen it in the first place.

If you want to save a crumbling country in troubled times, you need to have an ideal king - there must be a noble and virtuous queen by the king's side. This is the image of the ruler that everyone desires.

If such a beautiful ideal can be realized, it is nothing to take a woman's life at the expense.

Even if the king is not a man, even if it is just a woman and another woman who pretends to be sexual, it doesn't matter if there is an empty marriage. This sacrifice is necessary for the sake of the survival of the entire country.

Even so, he was eager to save her.

From the moment he first entered the palace to receive the honor of being presented to the king, he vowed to burn his life for the woman and give everything for her.

He sincerely hoped that the woman would be able to smile and be happy.

By the time he knew that the most painful thing for her was the longing for her, it was already too late.

She fell in love with him just as much.

She had given up on female happiness, for whom love was the greatest taboo, but she fell in love with him anyway.

Even if this is a relationship that is not allowed by everyone, as long as you make up your mind, the path of sin should still exist.

If you really want to save the woman you love, even if you are the enemy of the whole world, you must achieve this relationship. This should be the real expectation of men.

But—he couldn't do that.

It's like she's not a "woman", she's not a "human", she's just a part called a "princess" to support the rule of the Ming Lord—

He's not a "male" either, he's not a "human", he's just a device called a "knight" in his allegiance to the king.

He was known as the "Knight of the Lake" – a man of great martial prowess, fierce loyalty, and graceful manners. Everyone admired him, praised him, and thought that he was a man who showed the beauty of chivalry.

This ideal knight was not only praised by everyone, but also blessed by the elves. The title of "Knight of the Lake" is an honor and a curse for him.

The "perfect knight" who serves the "ideal king" - this is what people expect and ask this man to do, and he can only live in this way.

Such a life does not belong to the person concerned, but to all those who believe in chivalry.

And the king he served was so immaculate that he was an impeccable hero. Of course, the "Knights of the Lake" could not have rebelled against the "Knight King" who was the only one in the world to save the country from destruction.

He was devoted to the perfect sovereign, and the two sides forged a noble friendship.

At the same time, he also knew that behind the honor of chivalry there was a sad woman who was being trampled on and even ignored by the world.

At this point, he no longer knew which idea was correct.

Should we completely abandon our children's affection and carry out our ideals, or should we not hesitate to turn our back on morality and cherish what we love?

Just when he was struggling and wasting his time, the worst finally befell him.

In order to bring down the king, someone came up with a plan to expose the princess's disloyalty to the world. In order to save the princess, who was sentenced to death, he could only choose to be the enemy of the king - and in this way, he lost everything.

The Knights of Betrayal –

Because his disloyalty and injustice disturbed the harmony of the round table, and as a result, the war began and the country was defeated. It was customary to call him that way with a mocking tone.

Imprinted in the history of the past, the infamy of the eternal snow.

So her tears were still dry, as she reproached herself for allowing a man who had once been a "perfect knight" to go astray.

In the end, what did he do - all he did was to make the beloved woman mourn and weep forever.

At least, if he wasn't a knight, would he be able to make this relationship?

If he was a shameless inferior, perhaps he would not hesitate to humiliate the Holy Lord and take the princess away.

But he was a knight, and an overly perfect knight.

The king is his rival in love, the culprit who puts the woman he loves on the path of thorns. But he was never able to harbor a grudge against the king.

Yes, how could he condemn such a holy monarch. He was always braver than anyone else, nobler and upright than anyone else, and a king of great reputation who broke new ground in times of suffering.

Honest and fair, affectionate and righteous but not affectionate, and never made a mistake The king of the mean.

The king never blamed him. Even after he had been expelled from the Round Table, meeting him was a decision of last resort for the sake of fairness, not the king's intention. Although his treachery was unforgivable, the king treated him with noble friendship until the end.

This is how he can hate, how can he resent, how can he resent such a "perfect" holy master?

But—what then does his regret and the woman's grief go?

This remorse was carried into the afterlife by him, plucked at the end of the river of time, and tormented him in a place where there was no beginning and no end...... Finally, a call of prayer was heard from afar.

The voice said, "Come here, mad beast, and come here, persistent spirit."

The voice called him from the end of time.

The voice awakened his past desires.

If I wasn't a knight at all.

If it was just a lowly and savage beast, a demon who had fallen into the way of animals, would he be able to fulfill that wish that he would regret forever?

That's right, madness is the cradle of salvation.

If you're a beast, you won't feel lost. If you don't feel lost, you won't feel pain. As long as it can be turned into a beast that is not expected or instructed by everyone, and can move freely according to its own desires-

The wish became a bridge, combined with a prayer at the end of time and space, and at this moment he was on an unknown battlefield.

He had forgotten his name, and he had forgotten his oath of self-vigilance, and he only knew how to use his perfect killing skills to the fullest. He has no self-esteem and is not ashamed of it, and he has no heart and no regrets. This is what he is now known as "Berserker".

Nothing to regret. This depravity, this liberation, is exactly what he longed for in the past.

It's just—

It's just—

It's just—

In the depths of my heart, there is still a deep desire - I hope to be sanctioned by the king.

Deeper in the aspiration is a longing that will never be fulfilled - to be able to fight under the king's command once again, to fight for the king's protection.

Because—

Because—

Because—

He is not a "perfect knight", not a "knight of the lake", just a man's identity, like her, like his king.

Unconsciously, there were already tears in the corners of my eyes, tears in the wild goose night, tears of self-deprecation.

"The love that we desire but can't get, that can never be conveyed, we are really like it, Lancelot. That's why you've been summoned by me. ”

But—

But—

But—

Even so, we have things that must be done, right, Lancelot.

We must protect the most important people in our lives.

So, bear with me a little longer, Berserker, and I'll grant your wish.

I just don't know who will fulfill my wish?

PS: Lancelot's penchant for silly hair is something he personally admitted, see Episode 6 of the Einzberen Talking Room.

PS2: When I listened to the "unconveyed love" in this chapter, it was really emotional, so the question is - who is the junior and who is Bichi?

PS3: Uruk Album (Twinkle, Little, Ishtar) - The latest volume of "Fatestrangefake" is really going to be staged in Uruk Album, the three of them are together, and Irn is not a fake, Macedonian Album (the Great, Weber, Hephaestian), Britannia Album (Lancelot, Gnavel, Silly), who do you support?

PS4: On the shelves this Friday, warm up first, ask for the first order, monthly pass, and reward.