Artoria looked at Dilumudo in a daze. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He knelt on one knee, his blood-covered face full of mockery, his right hand clenched the pitch-black magic sword with great rage, and then his left hand ......

Which blood-red dagger did he have in his left hand?

Artoria didn't react for a moment—but only for a moment, and she keenly caught Dilumudo's words, "You didn't win either."

And Artoria, who seemed to understand something, widened her emerald eyes and looked at Dilumudo in disbelief, and then she turned her head to look like Kiritsugu Emiya.

As a result, I saw that he was still the same zombie face - there was no sword stuck in his body, and he did not look injured; So Artoria looked at Alice Phil again.

She didn't have anything to do, her face was still pale, and her head was still covered with cold sweat.

"Phew-" Artoria let out a long breath when she saw that Emiya Kiritsugu and Alice Phil were okay, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart.

What is she thinking, didn't she already know what Dilumudo was like? How could he have secretly killed Kiritsugu Emiya and Alice Phil in a confrontation with her!

He's a true knight! And not villains.

"I didn't win either? Why? Artoria couldn't help but ask.

Dilumudo also put away his mocking smile - this was only revealed to scare Artoria, after all, he was about to leave, and it didn't matter if he relaxed: "I have two magic swords, one is grand anger. ”

"Mor alltach, rank A+, type of military..."

Well, Dilumudo still has the leisure to introduce his treasures. However, from his succinct words, Artoria fully understood the effect of his Noble Phantasm.

"Great Wrath" (Mor. alltach)

Grade: A+

Species: Human/Military

Range: 1~99

Target: 500 people

――――A magic sword that negates physical defenses.

The defense formed by the accumulation of its own physical attributes was useless in front of this sword.

In addition, the physical properties cannot be repaired after being broken, and it is not a temporary offset, but a fundamental necrosis.

In fact, this sword is an object killer that can only be defended against by means of magic. However, even so, it will need to consume twice the mana level of mana to successfully defend, and the magic sword will automatically absorb its mana to recover itself when defending.

As long as you hold this sword and fight, your strength will not be weakened by long-term battles, but will increase further with the accumulation and stacking of combat time. However, leaving the battle will return to the beginning.

In addition, it will ignore the defenses formed by purely physical means and directly inflict physical damage on the enemy.

"Why are you telling me this?"

“…… I'm a Heroic Spirit who is about to return to Valhalla, can't I say a few more words? Dilumudo smiled.

"My short sword, the blood-colored magic sword."

"It's the magic sword called Tiny Wrath. Even though the level is only B and it is only a human treasure - it can sometimes be even more useful than grand anger, like now. ”

Dilumudo was laughing: "A small wrath is a magic sword that strikes a deadly blow at the enemy's vital point.

Humans, heroes, and even all things have weaknesses, and even immortal heroes will have the existence to correspond to them and restrain them.

This sword is fundamentally aimed at flaws, attacking the weaknesses of the hero itself.

In the face of the dragon-slaying hero stained with dragon blood, the direction of attack cannot be avoided and turned to the back.

Faced with the withered brave who soaked in the River Styx, he rejected any need and went straight through his Achilles tendon.

In the face of a warrior who is tormented by snake venom, any injury means that he is poisoned again.

Ignoring the harsh process, the magic sword that reaches the end will automatically determine that the weakest point of death is destroyed as long as it is damaged. In other words, the treasure itself is an unconditional reproduction of this "restraint" for weaknesses, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a "self-destruction factor" that recreates the enemy.

It doesn't matter if you know your real name or not, as long as this sword comes into contact with the opponent, it will automatically look for the enemy's weakness.

If it's not a skilled servant, and there is no obvious weakness, I'm afraid that no matter how good its essence is, it will fall under this "fatal" blow, for its own skills are not exquisite, relying on a powerful treasure to win the servant, it can be said that the existence of a natural enemy. ”

"A servant who wins with a powerful treasure?" Artoria muttered, then subconsciously looked at Skaha.

Not...... She stood there unharmed...

---It's no wonder that Artoria thinks that Skaha is a servant who wins with a powerful treasure, after all, although Skaha has shown his martial arts, but it was only shown to subdue the rampaging Berserker, and it was very short-lived, so Artoria was not impressed.

Artoria's deepest impression of Skaha was-

The blood thunder in the sky, the magic spear in the sky.

However, she still has nothing to do, indicating that the disappearance of Dilumudo's dagger has nothing to do with her.

"So, where did your dagger go?" Artoria was helpless, it seemed that Dilumudo had revealed his hidden nature because he was about to end.

Something naughty and naughty, but not obnoxious - with his looks very attractive... Although it is ineffective against the women of the "sober" people in the field.

"When I'm using Grand Fury, the great magic that is close to the inherent enchantment sealed in Kenzhong will activate." Some spirit children floated out of Dilumudo's body - this proved that he was about to return to Valhalla, that is, die, so he straightened his expression: "And when all the hidden enemies are invisible in front of my eyes, I see a person." ”

"A woman, armed with a gun, pointed at my sovereign, woman!" Dilumudo barely stood up from the ground, but staggered: "So I killed her." ”

"After all, that man is your master, right? And then the white-haired woman over there really wants to have a good relationship with you, so they don't move, but that woman leaves me to vent her anger. ”

Vent your anger...

Obviously she is afraid that she will shoot your monarch after you die, so you are worried and afraid, why do you blame you for it? Artoria was silent.

"O my monarch."

Dilumudo staggered over to Kenneth and fell to one knee.

"I'm sorry! My monarch... I have not been able to fulfill the promise I made to you. ”

The speed of the body is getting faster and faster, and Dilumudo's figure has become transparent—he is now kneeling in front of Kenneth, and Webb can see Kenneth through his body.