Chapter 12: The afterglow of the light of victory

"Saber's left hand has a weapon against the city"

In the end, Alice said this sentence with her eyes closed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She didn't want to say it, but she couldn't help but say that it was Kiritsugu's plan, and she... trusted Kiritsugu unconditionally.

Then, the moment he heard this, Lancer's expression changed. Saber's expression changed.

One became iron-clad and the other embarrassed.

"Really, Saber?"

The meaning of this sentence could not be clearer, it was because of Lancer's magic spear that Saber's treasure was sealed.

If that's the case, Lancer is being cornered into a rather miserable situation.

“・・・”

What was Saber going to say? She didn't know, but while she was still confused, Lancer understood.

"That's it..."

The blue spearman has mixed feelings in his heart, and he has a secret in his heart that no one knows. It was this secret that tormented his soul. But...

Now is not the time to think about it...

"I ask you, Saber, can your weapon destroy that demon with a single blow?"

The awe-inspiring lancer stood in front of Saber and looked down at the girl.

"I can, but lancer..."

Saber shook his head vigorously, but there was a determined look on his face.

"The scars you fought with me are my glory, lancer, please don't see it as a shackle, it's my medal"

"Huh"

Lancer couldn't help but laugh out loud, laughing happily.

The long, naturally curvy wavy hair trembled slightly with the trembling of the lancer, and the tear mole on his face suddenly seemed to have turned into tears.

Lancer is trembling...

Then, he held the yellow magic spear.

“lancer？！”

"Shut up and listen to me"

Saber's steps were forced back by the sweep of the red magic spear, and Lancer's expression was a mixture of pain and sorrow.

"Saber, this is your glory, and the knight's glory, and breaking this spear is not for your victory, nor for mine, nor for all those present—"

He turned his gaze to the giant sea devil.

Expected contact, with five seconds left?

"-- rather, the triumph of chivalry"

Trumpet!

The barrel of the gun snapped without hesitation, and the curse that permeated it turned into a breeze and swept across Saber's left arm.

In just an instant, the long-term pain turned into nothingness.

Lancer with a red spear stood at the forefront of the group, spear pointed angrily at the sea devil.

"Can I trust you?"

He asked aloud, and was met with a golden glow bursting from behind him.

"Ahhh

Saber strode forward.

Proud, glorious, confident replies rang out, and Saber's sword shone brightly.

Incomparably luxurious, incomparably splendid.

“・・・”

Everyone couldn't help but break their hearts for the brilliance of this sword.

Even if you are as furious as a rider, you can't help but squint your eyes.

"Is this your royal way, the path of glory above board, the road to salvation without twists and turns?"

No one could hear the whispers, which dissipated in an instant in the wind surrounded by the holy sword.

"Roar Roar Roar Roar !!!"

The monster also stopped, and began to hesitate.

Its not-so-high intelligence was frantically urging itself to escape, but from the source of power, from the heart, there were even more crazy instructions.

"Kill them~~~ Kill them~~~~~!!!!"

Guildray roared...

In an instant, the sea devil swelled again, covering it like mud blown up by explosives! It was as if to block out the golden light that permeated the sky.

"Stop him!!Rod!!The target is too big!!"

But it doesn't matter, Saber is not alone.

Among those present, there are kings who have conquered Europe and Asia, there are the chief of the knights who are the first martial arts, and there are lords who will always fail him.

"As you wish!!"

The battle cry rang out in the night sky, and the silver-blue knight began to gallop, turning into silver lightning, and the blue wind erupted from his body into a storm field that enveloped the heavens and the earth, and countless blue lights twisted into chains of wind, moving rapidly in this field that echoed with the wind groan.

"Tia !!"

The spirit of the storm embraced his love, raised his eyes, and softly read out a command that no one could hear. In an instant, the huge magic power left Rhodes' body and dispersed into the atmosphere. The violently flowing magic made even Rhodes feel tired, but...

"Wind, !!!!!"

Never mind.

The power of the wind has never been as great as it is today, and it consumes enough magic power to launch a full power treasure, and what Rhodes got in exchange for was the power of heaven and earth.

Among his inherent attributes, the Storm Blessing, which has reached B+, exerts the most powerful power.

Within a kilometer, there is a storm.

How many chains are there? a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand? No, I don't know how many they are!

At the very top of the sky, the distorted holy cyan had long since turned into a whirlpool, and countless wind locks fell like a rain of arrows.

The filthy mud couldn't stop the successive storms, and layer after layer of bast was pierced by the force of the spiral, and the huge sea demon was nailed to the ground like this, and then the body was wrapped around by more wind, and layer after layer of skin and flesh was fiercely shaved off.

The black blood seemed to flow out of the countless rifts like a stream, reflecting the terrifying image of the slaughterhouse of the apocalypse.

"Roar, roar, !!!!!!"

Probably screaming in pain, right?

The monster's voice resounded, but it was a desperate struggle, yes.

The wind can't kill him, but it's not the wind that will kill him.

"O king!!"

made a 'pull' action, the wind lock suddenly retracted to the cyclone in the sky, just like a noose running in reverse, and the suddenly tightened countless wind locks completely controlled the sea devil's actions, pulling the huge monster into the air, and countless tentacles and tissues that wanted to escape were fiercely bound and restrained together by the wind.

The monster has lost its last of its mobility.

"Ahh

The king smiled.

“ex・・・・”

On the golden sword held high, the light of glory flickered, and the ancient England that had crossed the long river of history shone again at this moment.

It wasn't until this moment that Alice realized the meaning of her previous conversation with Saber, "Saber, if I buy you a fighter jet, you will be invincible with your riding ability" "Master, no matter how advanced technology is, no matter what kind of weapon you invent, it will not be comparable to my sword"...

Incomparable...

Narrowing his eyes, the light on the sword was purely left in the scorching sun...

“・・・calibur！！！！”

The torrent of light that rushed out illuminated the night sky, enveloping everything in the final howl of the sea devil...

・・・

"Good, dazzling..."

There was only a split second in time, and in the boiling light, Guildley seemed to have returned to the past.

Ah, when was that?

Probably at the king's coronation?

The day the invaders were finally driven out and the glorious France was saved, the day King Charles wore his crown, the day the glorious generals and saints enjoyed the glory in the court...

Oh!

He suddenly saw himself, a majestic and dignified general in a splendid robe and bright armor.

Oh oh! It's really me!!

I don't know why, I suddenly want to cry.

So, is it really me?

The light was so dazzling and soft, and the general was leaning sideways and whispering something to the girl beside him, with a gentle and serene color on his face. The girl's eyes lit up as if she had heard something interesting, and the corners of her mouth were hooked up with a shallow smile...

Yes!Yes!!That's it!!That's it!!That's it!!

Tears flowed silently, and Guildrey finally found what he had lost for so long, what he had longed for.

That's what I gave everything to get back!!!

"I, I... !!"

But it was too late, he was wrong, but he didn't understand until today...

An incomparably brilliant light embraced him, and the hero who finally understood his mistakes was re-purified.

Will there be a chance?

Guildre's tearful face melted away in the light, but it seemed to be as serene as someone else.

Yes!

I'll see you when I have a chance!!

In this light, is there anyone who firmly answers himself to believe it?

Ah, of course you have to believe it, since it's this light...

Forever and ever... Guildre, I won't give up, this time, I really understand...

The Oblivion City Textbook was completely annihilated in this light.

Joan of Arc...

・・・

Victorious...

Saber couldn't help but smile and turned around and walked towards Lancer.

Lancer's smile was relieved.

"Did it, Saber"

It was a little regretful but sassy face, he finally gave up his secret, even if he didn't care what the consequences of his choice would be, today, here, he got the greatest satisfaction.

"What a dazzling light"

"Well, but lancer, this glory of the light is half of yours"

Saber smiled too, smiling happily.

As he, Lancer, had said before, this victory was not Saber's, nor Lancer's, but the most noble victory of chivalry that both men believed in.

"Hah..."

Not far away, Knight was also smiling, and Rustia, who had not yet changed back to her original form, hugged him coquettishly, rubbing hard.

"Okay, okay..."

Anyway, I just don't want to go back to the way I was...

Rider also smiled and patted his little master on the head.

Although he didn't play much use, the king's heart was surging with a more boiling flame.

"It's intense, little master, but that's what makes it fun..."

There was a slight regret in his tone...

And Webb, who was shocked, did not resist the huge rough hand for the first time.

・・・No one notices that the black sky suddenly falls from the sky...

"Roaring !!!"

A terrifying, monster-like roar rang out again.

From the sky, a dull sword fell rapidly with the leaden black human form!

Lancelot!!

“！！！”

Hastily twisted around and shot back, Saber's high-raised sword was almost out of his hand by the fierce tremor of this sword blow with the power of the swoop!!

"Despicable!!"

Lancer glared at the side and stabbed out the only remaining red spear.

But...

"Lancer, kill Saber"

The gun was only half-pierced.

Keneth's voice was so vicious and cold.

The gun...

Before Saber's grateful smile had dissipated, the crimson magic spear had already drawn an impossible arc...

"Uh-huh!?"

Lancer's anger and Rod's angry roar rang out at the same time, but they couldn't undo the tragic truth represented by the girl's stunned face...

“saber！！！？”

Bersaker jerked backwards and stood not far away.

And on Saber's chest, the red magic spear has pierced through the heart.

On the blade of the spear that came out of the body, the vermilion blood dripped as if mocking someone...

"King!?King!?"

Lancer let go of his hand, stepped back in disbelief, and fell to his knees, staring desperately at his red hands. And Knght had already frantically pounced on the girl.

"Artoria !!!"

Rodriit groaned, but it was too late.