It wasn't long before Artoria stood in front of the Templar Church, looking at what was the equivalent of an intermediary organization for the Holy Grail War, though his rulers were never fair.

But none of this has anything to do with her, and her purpose is just to find the golden servant.

According to the information she received, since the loss of the servant, the man named Yan Feng Qili has been hiding here, living in the name of seeking refuge.

And Archer, who lost his master, survived, must have re-signed a contract with that man, and he could only stay here.

Without the slightest hesitation, Artoria lifted her steps and walked forward.

While Gilgamesh is desperately powerful to others, Artoria is undaunted. And she has a hunch that there is a good chance that she will not fight tonight, this is just a hazy premonition, but for her who is close to foresight, she can basically make a decision.

And with Gilgamesh's arrogant personality, even if Artoria could kill him, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to give what she wanted.

But in any case, Artoria had to get it.

"Yo, isn't this Saber, why can't you get sick late at night and want to come and dedicate yourself to me?"

Hearing this provocative and light words, Artoria frowned tightly, looking at the slowly condensing golden figure in front of her, she almost couldn't help but take out the holy sword and slash it to death. But thinking of her own purpose, she could only stop this impulse abruptly, but the unhappiness that made her gag made her unable to show a good face no matter what.

"Archer, sooner or later I will personally return you to the Valhallic Throne. He tried his best to calm his mood, and then looked at the face full of flirtatious expressions, and said coldly.

"Oh?" said Gilgamesh, as if he had heard something incredible, with a look of surprise on his face, "I thought you were going to rush up and cut me down soon, but it seems that you have come here today for a very important purpose, and you can put up with it to such an extent." ”

"Are you a slut, then, knowing my reaction, and still spitting out fragrant mouths, so in such a hurry to leave?" Artoria scoffed unceremoniously. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he didn't want to fall into the disadvantage at all.

"Who knows about such a thing?" said Gilgamesh, spreading his hands.

Facing Gilgamesh, who was almost helpless, Artoria was speechless for a moment, but continued: "I do have something to look for you, and I hope you can give me a treasure about the soul. ”

"But why should I give it to you?" said Gilgamesh, who did not explicitly refuse, but still said with a hint of a joke.

Speaking of which, Gilgamesh had a distinctly different attitude towards Artoria, neither verbally attacking nor asking for a treasure, which was insulting to the Heroic Spirit, he did not show an angry expression.

This kind of thing is quite difficult for the arrogant Heroic Spirits to accept, let alone Gilgamesh, whose self-esteem is far stronger than that of other Heroic Spirits, is even more unforgivable.

So his current situation can be said to be quite weird.

"So what do you want? I'll do my best to accommodate your request if I can. Mentally prepared, Artoria was not surprised, but asked calmly. As long as she can save Ellie, she is willing to pay a certain price.

"The Holy Grail, or something else?"

"This king wants you. Gilgamesh said loudly, his voice full of possessiveness.

"What?" Artoria couldn't believe her ears and couldn't help but ask again.

"This king said, what this king wants is you, as long as you are the princess of this king, no matter what you want, this king will satisfy you. Gilgamesh spoke again, looking at Artoria with a strange smile on his face.

"Are you fooling me?" For a moment, Artoria just wanted to cut this disgusting man desperately, but thinking of Alice Field, she had to suppress the impulse in her heart, but her voice was completely cold.

"Of course not, Saber, you know, from the first time I saw you, I felt that a person as delicious as you was only worthy of me, and only you were worthy of the king. The first flower that blooms in the world is only worthy of this king, the only king in the world and underground. Gilgamesh said presumptuously, not paying any attention to Artoria's darkening cheeks, and then said, "So, Saber, throw yourself into the arms of this king. ”

"No way. Without even thinking about it, Artoria refused without hesitation, this was simply impossible for her.

"Unfortunately, I can't give you what you want, even if you can overcome me. Gilgamesh took out a strangely shaped object from the void, placed it in front of Artoria, and said in a tone full of regret.

".................." looked at what Gilgamesh was doing, Artoria's face became extremely ugly, she couldn't imagine that Gilgamesh's conditions would be like this, this was something she couldn't accept no matter what.

But did Alice Phil just give up?

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"How's the night sky tonight?" berserker ......"

After climbing the hill, he had no strength, and after reaching the top of the mountain, he simply lay down. The slightly dilated pupils were a sign of an ominous aura, and despite the hard breathing, there was no heaving in the chest.

"It's the brightness I've never had since I came into this world!"

Next to him is the berserker who has regained his senses, although he still exudes an ominous aura, but he has lost his tyrannical momentum, and he has now been regained by the wild goose night with a spell.

"Do you blame me, make a deal with Saber so you can face her again?" asked Goose Night weakly.

"Why, I still want to thank you, in fact, I will respond to the call of the Holy Grail because I hope to meet the king again. Berserker said unconcernedly.

"Then I'm relieved. Lying on the grass, Yan Ye closed his eyes contentedly and murmured softly.

"Is it worth it for a woman who doesn't love you?" Berserker couldn't help but ask, looking at the wild goose night who was about to come to the end of her life.

Although he has no reason these days, he has a memory of what he has seen and heard, and after recovering at this moment, he looked at the wild goose night who had lost everything, and asked.

"Do you regret it?" asked Yan Ye instead of answering Berserker's question.

Yanye's words made Berserker stunned in place, and the face that could not be forgotten appeared in his mind, and he finally shook his head with a wry smile for a long time, and did not speak.

Yes, the two of them are so similar, they both gave everything for a woman who didn't love them, but they never regretted it.

Slowly, Berserker's body made of magic began to crumble, no wonder some people regard death and the end as the most beautiful art, the body that gradually became transparent, and the body that turned into light particles was indeed very beautiful.

"Can't hold on? Berserker muttered softly, he knew the situation of the wild goose night, and now his body was slowly disappearing, indicating that the wild goose night had reached the limit.

"Yes, but I'll use the last spell to keep you alive, and I don't think you or Saber want to miss this opportunity. Yan Ye, who had exhausted the last of his strength, raised his right hand and said with difficulty: "With the spell, Berserker exists." ”

"Thank you....."

Berserker looked at the bright night sky and muttered softly.

"Good night, wild goose, I wish you good dreams......"