The table is filled with a variety of delicacies and rows of candlesticks that shine brightly. At Micoult's banquet, the nobles of Irene gathered. This is the climax of the banquet. These people, who usually advocate force, have done their best to make a suave gesture today.

Only tonight, they indulged in the elegant scent of flowers. Yes, this is a banquet for delicate flowers.

King Cormac of Ireland. Mark. Art's daughter, Grani, will be engaged tonight. The other is Finn, the son of Kual's son. Markle. He is a great hero with supreme wisdom and the water of healing. He is the only one worthy to lead the Knights of Fiona, the unparalleled Order of Fiona. His fame rivaled that of a king. It's a wonderful marriage.

The old hero Finn was flanked by his son, the poet Osien, and his grandson, the hero Oscar. and the brave warriors of the Knights of Fiona.

"Steed" Gilda. Mark. Ronan, "Trembling of the Battlefield" Gehr. Mark. Mona, and the "Radiant Face" Dilumudo, who was given the highest honor. Odina.

Each of them was a valiant knight who loved Finn and swore loyalty to him. Great heroes look up to the king and serve him with swords, spears, and lives. This is the honor of the knights, whose glorious vocation is praised by the bards.

I look forward to this path and carry out this belief. Even if he dies on that sacred battlefield one day, he will never waver. Such thoughts were not until he met her on the night of that feast of fate.

"In exchange for my love for your holy vows, my dear, please put an end to this ridiculous marriage. Take me away...... Go to the end of the day. The other side of the world! The girl who told him with teary eyes. Ignited the flame of his love with his eyes. It was the fire of purgatory that would consume his body...... Dimuludo had already understood it by then.

But he couldn't resist. A vow as heavy as a trial. and the path of loyal servants that has been pursued to this day...... Which is the right path? No matter how many times you ask yourself, you can't find the answer.

Therefore, what made him make a decision on the spot must not be the so-called honor. The hero took the princess by the hand and gave up a bright future together. That's it. A sad love story that inherits the Celtic myth is staged.

Looking at Antana Lucia, who was leaning forward on her shoulder, Dimuludo remembered everything about herself.

It was she who made herself flee from the glorious hero's seat with a sacred oath. But even so, he didn't hate her.

Even if she was only attracted to his handsomeness at the time. And the choice of being carried away by the so-called relationship for a while, but running away from the engagement banquet is also an extremely important decision for her. Blood affection, the glory of the princess, and the destined glory and wealth...... She left it all behind and eloped with him. She should know very well what this means, and maybe one day in the future she will doubt her original feelings. But she still chose the path of falling in love with him without fear.

Maybe others think that he is the real victim, but he never thinks so. Because he was more heartbroken about her situation than his own.

The so-called oath is not just a simple oath. It involves trials and entanglements. So he blamed himself for not being loyal to Finn and admired Graney for being able to carry on his beliefs, so he loved her until the end of his life.

This should have been the end of the matter. Respond to the Holy Grail and fight as a knight for your own monarch. Sealing his love for his wife in his memory, he told Kenneth that he didn't need the Holy Grail, that he didn't have any desires, that he just wanted to finish the path of honor that he had not completed, but fate had played jokes with him again and again, only this time, he would not resent the goddess of fate for toying with it, even if it was only one day, it was enough, and his wife responded to his love in the most insane way, and there was no more to ask for, was it.

"We're here, don't you really need me to do it?" Walking to the outskirts of Einzberen Castle, Dimuludo stopped and asked Grani, who was nestled in his arms.

"No, there are some things that can only be done on your own, go in, he still owes me the last agreement." Grani was already extremely weak, and whispered weakly, if she was a little farther away from here, maybe she would be much more comfortable, but that was not what she wanted, the last agreement between her and Lin Xiu was almost unfinished, and the most critical point was to let the eternal evil baptize Dimuludo, only in this way, her death would be meaningful, a very fair deal, wouldn't it? One life for another.

Dimuludo nodded silently, he also has his own thoughts, life can't die in the same nest, for his life, there are no regrets, all that is left is to accompany his wife even if he becomes a wisp of heroic soul wandering around, it is also extremely happy, honor is not so important to him now.

In the atrium of the garden, Istanbul's inherent barrier was completely shattered, Lin Xiu's slender body stood quietly in front of him, and Istanbul was already kneeling on the ground, blood was constantly flowing out of his heart.

"In the end, you won, Clown King." Istanbul's words are nothing but a few regrets.

"Rest in peace, King of Conquest, history is the best judge of you, and I... It's just a demon with blood-stained hands, and you're a winner if you win or lose. As Istanbul's body slowly disappeared, Lin Xiu said softly in a voice that could only be heard between the two of them, and then walked forward slowly. 、

"Sometimes I really don't understand you, but forget it, he's a very happy guy." In the end, the figure of Istanbul dissipated into the light, leaving no trace, perhaps only the saber lying on the ground, silently proving that there was once a king who fought here with his blood.

With the rise of the light, like fireflies scattered in the night sky, with a little starlight finally turned silent, the battle of the conquering king is over, except for a trace of melancholy and emotion, there will be no other, no one has time to resolve this emotion. Because that's the Holy Grail War. When they send them their heart's desire. has already been set to a fate.

"Alice Phil!" The corner of Artoria's eyes swept to Alice Fair's body, she was slowly dissolving at the moment, her body gradually became transparent, turning into a pure energy body, at the same time, Emiya Kiritsugu was tied up by Dimuludo and rushed here together, seeing that his beloved wife did not change his fate in the end, this cold-blooded man also silently shed tears.

"Huh. My treasure is such a bastard? "At this moment, I am afraid that Gilgamesh is the only one who will say such mocking words, as Alice Phil's body dissolves, the golden chalice is suspended in mid-air, and almost at the same moment, everyone's eyes are drawn to it, and they will not move away from the grail, this is the ultimate goal of their battle.

"It's mine!" Almost everyone admonished themselves like this in their hearts at this moment. However, at the same time that everyone was running towards the Holy Grail at almost the same time. Nero's body was in vain, and the night sky was illuminated by a violent light like day, and the next moment, the scene changed again.

"This is..."Artoria stopped in surprise, and turned his neck a little stiffly, the gorgeous palace with the unique Romanesque architecture appeared, the golden structure told the endless glory, even Gilgamesh, who boasted that the treasures of the world belonged to him, was deeply shocked, this kind of golden and splendid architecture has exceeded their imagination, and the mirage that can trigger this like Istanbul can only be - inherent enchantment!

"The Holy Grail is there!" With Weber's exclamation, everyone's eyes focused on the center of the palace, where a statue of Artoria's appearance was holding the Holy Grail in its hand, but Artoria knew that it could not be her.

"Is this the pomp and circumstance of Rome? Hybrids, for what is not a slaughterhouse. Gilgamesh looked around, and was greeted by the shouts of mountains and tsunamis, countless people sat on the floors of the building, calling their king with their most fiery enthusiasm, this kind of enchantment space, there were tens of thousands of people, far more than the sum of Istanbul's inherent enchantments, what made Gilgamesh angry, those ordinary civilians were also qualified to sit here and watch, this was a great insult to him.

"Is this the Golden Theater of Sensation? It's a little different from what I imagined. Maxi tilted his neck and sighed softly, according to the historical evaluation of Nero, her golden theater is probably empty even if it is not bloody, but at this moment, they can really feel the most ardent reverence and love from the hearts of human beings, here, there are no nobles and common people, no borders and territories, this is probably not possible for any king present, class struggle, as long as there are rich and poor, as long as there are desires, it will always exist, This is the driving force for mankind to move forward, but they never imagined that it was this woman they accused of being a tyrant who would create such a situation in her ideal framework, and any inherent enchantment was born from the heart and was real, that is, during the time of Nero's rule in Rome, such a prosperous situation really appeared.

"Look there..."Weber stretched out his finger a little tremblingly, and looked at it, and it was a golden armchair, the armrest of the lion's head, and the red velvet on the eagle's back, which was the throne that symbolized the supreme king, the woman in a white postmodern wedding dress, the noble and holy figure walked slowly towards the throne, the face was the same as that of Artoria, but at this time, even Altoria, who wanted to defend his country and people, could not let the commoners and nobles coexist peacefully, She also needs to protect the interests of the nobility, but the woman above has undoubtedly done it, this kind of love, this kind of tsunami-like cry, only those who are worthy of these are worthy of being called kings.

"This is my treasure, but also the image of my heart, you think that Yu is a witch of Babylon, the tyrant of Rome can also, Yu does not care, because the king is not lonely, the king's heart has the people of the world, and the heart of the people of the world will also have a king, there is no natural king, only the king in the hearts of the people, is the real king, therefore, Yu agrees with the conquest of the king, the king is not lonely, there is a person who will regard you as a king, the king will protect a people, there is a group of people who will regard you as a king, the king will protect a group of people. All the people of the world regard you as king. Then the king will guard the world! As the words fell. The king's momentum was scattered and overflowing, the petite figure raised the sword in her hand, here, only she deserved to be called the king, that kind of supreme glory, perhaps Artoria could not do it in her life, she faltered, her body trembled. The King of Conquest had a group of warriors who followed life and death, and this Roman tyrant did what she wanted, she was not defeated, but this kind of scene made her unable to raise any strength to fight.

"Long live my king!"

"Long live King Wu!"

The mountains roared and the tsunami but they were loud in unison, a degree that can only be achieved by a cry from the heart, not by force, not by reason, which a king had won with her most simple actions, looking at Nero who had raised his sword. Thousands of people are like waves rising on top of the sea. Row by row like dominoes, kneeling on the ground in a neat and orderly manner, this is a response to the king's best remarks, this is the highest admiration for the king from the bottom of his heart.

"In Yu's theater, there is absolute fairness, the winner can win the Holy Grail, but he must abide by the king's law, even Yu can't break it." The turquoise eyes swept the audience, and no one dared to refute here, like a judgment of the world, accepting the fairest sanctions.

"Heh, it's another woman with a brain problem, is it really a good match, a clown with a clown?" Maxi shook his head helplessly, and sneered softly, he had just tried to break through this inherent barrier, but he found that because of absolute fairness, this inherent barrier has been completely integrated with nature, because it does not have attack and defense, it is naturally impossible to break through, like a fist hitting a sponge.

This kind of inherent enchantment is simply created by idiots, because within her enchantment, she will not have any powerful ability bonuses, everything follows fairness and justice, and no one has ever asked herself so pathologically, is the Son of Heaven guilty of breaking the law and the common people? This is the principle that idiots will follow, but there are always those idiots who are doing such things, and they are paranoid and a little cute.

"Yu waited for Qing to marry in triumph, and announced with the king's order and honor, Xu won... Don't lose! Nero stared at Lin Xiu in front of her, how similar it was to their first encounter in Rome, at that time, she was high, but she was not happy, she wanted to break free from the cage set by her mother, at that time, the man in front of her was a lowly slave, who had come from far away from the east, and won the honor of king for himself for the first time, and today, also in a fair gladiatorial arena, only different, he was going to win this time, it was a king.

"Minister... Command! The original fire was lit on Lin Xiu's shoulder, and she could feel that Nero's hand was trembling slightly, she didn't want Lin Xiu to take risks, but there was no choice, they were always forced to walk on this tightrope, except to fight bravely forward, there was no way back.

"Interesting..., it's decided, I'm going to decide this woman!" Gilgamesh's eyes flashed with red light, staring at Nero's body for a moment, she was arrogant, she was domineering, she was perfect, almost all the glory belonged to her, only such a woman was worthy of being his queen, the woman of his hero king, as for the clown, the clown was destined to be a clown, and after entertaining the public, he should step down and wait for trial, and he would return to the throne under the gaze of all people.

The gold bricks paved the ground, extending from the throne to the center of the gladiatorial arena, the people were boiling and cheering, shouting loudly for their king, their king was undefeated, their king was also beside the knight of the first fast sword king of the empire, their king was going to marry, their king was still so jumpy, like a young girl who thought of spring, waiting for the hero's triumph with anticipation, she had weaknesses, she was not high, but they only accepted, and only recognized such a king, because she was real, she had the world in her heart.

"How about an appetizer first?" Lin Xiu said, the muzzle of the gun in his hand swinged horizontally, on the spiraling stands, Grani snuggled up to Dimuludo's chest, beside them, was Emiya Kiritsugu with his hands tied, his eyes were already empty, he couldn't see any hope, it was equivalent to losing his life, with the horizontal swing of Lin Xiu's pistol, a bullet was embedded in his forehead, and his body fell backwards, his life ended since then, Artoria, who had been trapped in the inherent enchantment, would not disappear before the end of this battle, so there was no need for Emiya Kiritsugu to stay.

Blood and lost lives have opened the curtain for this battle, he is still the clown king, the devil who sanctions life, with the sound of gunfire as a declaration, if you want to kill, please come!

"You can't lose! At least not to lose to this person. The sound of the gunfire brought the originally somewhat shaken Artoria back to reality, no matter how perfect the other party was, how much she matched her heart, but she also had her people to protect, she had her path and her choice, and anyone who stood in the way could only be eliminated.

"Give me death!" A roar of rage was released from Liu Chenfei's throat, and his figure turned into a blue light, and the sword flew into the arena in the blink of an eye, directly taking the head of the clown king.

"Tifa, wait for me!" Lin Xiu's heart was the most depressed and silently recited once, and the glasses that opened again were no longer confused, and the thoughts and grief had been covered in the bottom of his heart at this moment, all he had to do was kill! (To be continued......)

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