Chapter 47: The Most Rational Fanatic

"Are you my master?"

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Originally, there was no unexpected question, but it appeared in the mouth of the man in black armor in front of him, but it became the most incredible scene.

Even including the inkstone, the most imaginable explanation is that the additional chant after the most canonical has not taken effect... But this inference was quickly overturned by himself.

The guy in front of him who exudes a wild fighting spirit is obviously the servant who occupies the Berserker rank, yes, so what is the problem that causes this monster that should be crazy and thirsty to kill to behave like this..."normal"?

I'm afraid that in this life, no one can answer this question.

Compared with the surprise of the father and son, the other party behaved much more indifferently. Maybe it was because the Heroic Spirit also had a secret to hold, or maybe it was because he didn't mean to speak, he just shook his head and put the mask back on.

After that, the aura that befits the title "Berserker" also envelops him, along with the black smoke. In this way, he finally became a true berserker.

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"You... Is it Lancelot? ”

It wasn't until a long time later, when there was only one person left in the worm warehouse, that he finally couldn't help but be curious and asked questions about the void in front of him again.

"Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the darkness in front of him unexpectedly rippled in circles, and then the man in black armor suddenly appeared.

"You don't... Can you communicate with me? ”

Aren't you afraid of me?

Yan Ye subconsciously wanted to ask such a question, but as soon as the words came out, he realized that the other party was not an ordinary human in the first place. As a heroic spirit, as a hero who has been praised by poets for generations, how can he be shaken by his ugly face.

On the contrary, it's me, and I should almost get used to the identity of a monster... He only had a month left, and he didn't have time to get used to it.

"Absolutely."

After taking off the mask, even the hoarse voice became softer. If it weren't for the wonderful relationship between Master and Servant, Yanye couldn't believe it. Such a gentle and handsome young man has such a terrifying strength!

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Tendon strength: A

Durability: A

Agility: A+

Magic: C

Lucky: B

Noble Phantasm: A+

The rank correction undoubtedly worked, and after Lancelot, who was supposed to appear as Saber rank, was inflicted with the madness attribute, the parameters of each ability were outrageously excellent! And in exchange, the servant will be stripped of most of his sanity...

- It was supposed to be like this

"Can you feel yourself being taken into effect?"

Even if he was originally interested in this war and had no interest in magic, Yan Ye still couldn't help but ask questions at this moment.

Dirty inkstone is a devil, but he is a devil who never makes mistakes. The two madness spells in the chant couldn't have been untargeted, but the guy in front of him couldn't find the slightest shadow of madness in him.

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"Thanks to your pirated chant... Of course it worked. ”

In response to Yanye's question, someone felt that they had nothing to hide.

It's just that because of his own special form of existence, it can also be said that madness has not taken effect at all.

- Just like in the past, when he came to this world, the master of ceremonies fused Lancelot's memory, and the so-called madness spell naturally acted on him through this memory.

For him who had just passed a similar crisis, this level of confinement was simply insignificant and could be broken at will, not to mention that he had also obtained in the Moon-Moon Realm that could negate almost all the origin of magic: "Nothing".

But at the same time, because of the strange connection between the servant and the Holy Grail, the master of ceremonies resides in the flesh of this world? The body is indeed from a heroic spirit named Lancelot. This combination creates this strange situation at hand.

His physical and ability parameters have obviously been strengthened by madness, but the sanity, which is crucial for actual combat, has been retained at the same time - the sanity of the master of ceremonies.

And for him, this is where the second benefit comes from.

Compared to the previous few times meat? The overwhelming dominance of the memory of the body itself, since this time the body was created by magic after confirming the personality, so in terms of appearance and appearance, this unreal body is actually more like the self that has experienced the end of the world.

Being able to use your own body makes it easier to fight enemies or accomplish any other mission, isn't it?

Of course, even if you completely abandon the useless appearance and be able to maintain your sanity while enhancing the basic parameters, from this point of view, at the theoretical level, the current master of ceremonies has more powerful combat power than Lancelot in the original book.

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"That's... Why can you communicate with me? ”

For these troublesome questions, the master of ceremonies did not answer the nature, having said that, the reason why he "chatted" with Yanye here was mostly because of feelings, or it was just a whim.

"There's no rule that Berserker has to be mute, right?"

He shrugged his shoulders and made his movements more human. At the same time, he didn't care at all about sitting on the floor of the worm barn.

"You've been asking me all along, and I'm curious as to why someone like you would crave the Holy Grail?"

In order to pursue this illusory wishing machine, he did not hesitate to gamble the rest of his life, did not hesitate to endure the constant torture day and night, and even did not hesitate to break the promise he had made... Could it be that the purpose of his pursuit of the Holy Grail is just to give that old fellow Dirty Yan eternal life?

"No... I'm here for Sakura. ”

He said this, just as the wild goose night shared a part of Lancelot's memory, the master of ceremonies also shared a part of his memory... In fact, even without this sharing, he understands the whole story. It was precisely because he understood that he opened his mouth to talk to the other party.

Because this is a fool who is just as crazy as he used to be, and who gambles everything for the wrong chance.

"Are you sure?"

Keeping his eyes in the eyes, the master of ceremonies continued to ask questions without the slightest pause.

“… What do you mean. ”

Shaking his head, from the gaze of Yan Ye, the master of ceremonies read a hesitation and a dodge...

In a sense, they are a complete kind. For the master of ceremonies, who finally broke free after going through great pain and suffering, he was willing to let the other party make fewer wrong choices.

"Look at your own heart..."

He put on his mask again, and at this point, nothing more was to say.

"Don't make decisions that you regret."