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Zheng ~

The golden sword symbolizing King Arthur's king's king's king's lordship slashed the air without any fancy. After the torn air flow was attached to the sword edge under the action of the treasure [Wind King barrier], it was like an army chasing the king's flag, which made the sword slashing more and more exciting. However, this thrilling sword could not make her opponent a slight shock. It was also luxurious gold. The forbidden magic gun almost turned into a storm in Dilumudo's hands. Even without the powerful force that regarded magic as nothing like [Demon Breaking Red Rose], Dilumudo's skills that were honed from the endless killing battlefield easily made up for the gap between the treasure itself. The cold gun blade hit the sword blade of the [Sword of Victory] with an extremely fast frequency, and a tie with Saber!

The same gold treasures collided with each other at an amazing speed. The sensational wind was shattered by the weapons that followed. From a distance, it looked like a silent dance, which made people feel intoxicated. However, the two heroes, as ‘dancers’, did not have a trace of elegance and calmness that contrasted with it. Whether it was Dilumudo's handsome face or the serious face of the girl, it was filled with excitement mixed with a hint of fear.

The enemy is a powerful brave man who is also praised by mankind!

The martial arts that have been trained for thousands of times have almost no flaws or fancy moves, and every move and every move means fighting to the death!

Compared with martial arts, it is no less will, and the knight's way of serving both sides!

This is really an incomparable perfect battle. Even if you die without regrets, you can only fight hard!

Chen Fei, who stood outside the battlefield with a sword, felt the battle. Even at this moment, he was just a heroic body, but he felt a sense of passion. He wished he could draw his sword and rush forward to participate in this battle of glory! But because of this, Chen Fei was even less qualified to interrupt the two people who were trapped in the battle!

Disturbing the duel between the knights is the most malicious provocation to the glory of both sides!

The boiling blood roared in his body. Chen Fei held his five fingers on the hilt of the sword and moved slightly. His face, which should have been quiet, was full of excitement. But at this moment, a powerful magic wave suddenly appeared in the void, and its purity made Chen Fei's expression froze-

Oops! This is... the power of the curse!

Pooh ~

Almost as Chen Fei felt something was wrong, the sound of steel piercing the flesh and blood sounded clearly in the air, without any warning or veins - the bright red shaman was on the earth! Both sides of the battle opened their eyes in shock at the same time, and even Dilumudu himself was shocked and puzzled by such a sudden end, or rather, his surprise was the strongest -

The sudden unprepared pain and deep despair...

Dilumudu stared blankly as the blood that dyed the golden gun body scarlet color lowered on the ground. He was unwilling to believe it, nor could he believe it, but the pain from the depths of the body clearly and surely conveyed the desperate answer to the hero...

These dazzling reds are his glorious appearance and Dilumudu's blood!

His love gun pierced his heart, and the one who stabbed the blade of the powerful curse into himself was not someone else, but his own hands! Even if this was not his will at all. His magic gun should pierce Saber's heart, but it could pierce. What should pierce his heart should be Saber's treasure!

He completely ignored his fighting spirit and faith and wanted to deprive everything from him... This powerful force is a curse!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Amid the sarcastic sound of a ghost, bloody tears flowed out from Dilumudo's wide pupils-

For this tragic hero, this is...the second time he was murdered by the Lord!

It was precisely to subvert the unfortunate ending that he had this extremely strong desire to return to the mortal world from the throne of the hero, longing to practice the loyalty and righteousness that the knight should have. Fight for the victory of the lord until he died in this life! Such a simple obsession, but the result he got was just a recurrence of the tragedy - he just fully experienced the despair and sorrow again!

"You guys...so..."

The heroic spirit kneeling in a pool of blood because of the unnegligible severe injury raised his face, stared at Saber with his blood-colored eyes stained by blood, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "So do you want to win? Do you want to win so much? Even I... the only sincere wish to trample on... Saber. As a knight, don't you feel ashamed!" The handsome face as a demon was twisted by anger and blood, and the ferocious look was like a revenge ghost, hatred, and despair burned in your heart. Dilumudo, who was dying, had lost his mind. There was only the saber, master, and...

Everything in this world roared out heart-wrenching resentment!

"Unforgivable...Unforgivable...Unforgivable! The dead who were captured by fame and fortune, belittled the knight Rong Yao... use my blood to filth that dream! I curse the Holy Grail! Curse your wishes to become disaster! When you fall into the cauldron of hell, don't forget the anger of me, Dilumudo!" As he gradually lost his entity and turned into a hazy shadow, he was screaming cursed words until the last moment he disappeared. There was no glorious figure of heroic spirits, only the sound of evil spirits roaring with resentment.

The heroic spirit praised with glorious will and pursuits, here, exits in the painful posture of the evil spirit!

"lancer..." Both hands seemed to be unable to bear the long sword symbolizing the glory of the Knight King. The tip of the golden sword hung down weakly on the ground. The girl's emerald eyes were full of pain. As the hero who was sung with the name of the Knight King, he won the duel of glory with the most despicable technique! What a irony!

But at this moment, a low voice sounded softly in my ears: "Don't be so painful, saber, this is not necessarily your master's responsibility!" The black-haired hero held the long sword obliquely, facing the direction of the lancer's disappearance. His pale face was full of gloomy-

It shouldn't be! The plot has been completely interrupted so far...

How could Dilumudo's master still order the lancer to slaughter himself? This is impossible!

"Ah, yes...yes, it's not necessarily done by Kiritsugu!" As if the drowning man grabbed the last straw, Saber said in a panic, and then called out loudly through the contract in his heart.

"Kietsu...Kietsu..."

Frowning slightly. The call from his heroic spirit made Kiritsugu Emiya a little upset. In front of this man wearing a shabby windbreaker, a blonde young man kneeled in a large pool of blood, holding a cold and charming woman with a panic expression. The pale face that was no longer as calm as usual stared at the man in front of him who looked a little decadent, a little weak, or more appropriately, with a little prayer, "Kitsuke Emiya, I have ordered the lancer according to your request, and he has already committed suicide at this time. Then, your compulsory technique is..."

"Yeah, yes, it's already done!" Responded indifferently, Kiritsugu shook a piece of parchment in his hand, and it was written with magic talismans into a few short lines of perfect art documents, which was also the last chance of the blonde young man at this time!

Bonding Technique: Object - Kiritsugu Emiya

The sealing order of the Ushima: the following conditions are met as the premise: the oath will become the precept, and the object of restraint without exception is also:

pledge:

The fifth-generation successor of the Emiya family, Kiritsugu, son of Juxian, targeted Kenes, Alumeroy, Achipolude and Sora Nazere and Sophiali. The intention and behavior of killing, harm are forever prohibited.

condition:

Use all the spells and let the color rvant settle itself!

Self-compulsory evidence - one of the most selfless contract spells used in the society of intrigue magicians. It is a society that is used to make a promise that must not be violated!

Using your own magic sealing machine can impose a forced curse on yourself. In principle, it takes effect that cannot be eliminated by any means. Even if the user loses his life, the magic seal will bind the soul of the dead and will not be inherited from generation to generation. It is a very dangerous magic. For the magician, the negotiation of handing over this evidence actually means the maximum concession.

Although it is not very common to Keness, it is indeed formal and without any omissions in written rules. The signature of the declarer's own blood record obviously has a magical pulse, proving that the spell has been established and is performing its functions. That is to say, when the conditions described in the second half of the evidence are established, that man, Kiritsugu Emiya, will give up part of his free will. The contract will become an impossible curse and be determined.

The fingers twisting the paper roll loosened casually, and the parchment paper that represented vitality gently fell in front of Kenes, and soon dyed a bright red color, "I can no longer kill you..." As he said that, the man slowly retreated, taking out a cigarette from his pocket to light it.

"for me."

The next moment, the sound of steel roaring exploded wildly in this luxurious room. Wuya, who was hidden in the shadow, calmly pressed the trigger in her hand.

The two people who fell in the pool of blood were captured by the sight of the assault rifle and were ruthlessly exposed to the fully automatic shooting rain of bullets. For the two people who had neither the protection of the moon spirit marrow liquid nor the lustful rvant stood up, the baptism of the 5.56mm high-speed bullet rain was like an inescapable wind of death. The magician and his fiancée tore their bodies on the ground under the tyranny of the bullets they had despised in the past. The bright red blood covered the ground like a river water that broke through. Perhaps it was a coincidence that they were just pausing in front of the decadent man's feet.

Just like, it is fearing. Just like its former master—

Just doubting whether the self-compulsory evidence as a magic trick has been tampered with, but missing the trap hidden behind the important contract content, which ultimately took away the fate of the genius magician.

"Woo...ah...!!"

As an ordinary person with no talent, Sora died under the storm caused by bullets with almost no pain. As a magician, Kenes, the magic mark solidified on him gave him a stronger body. Even if the bullets that had already been roared wildly, the always proud magician has not stopped breathing yet. He suffered many fatal injuries all over his body and had no hope of survival. But even if there are a few seconds of life left, if he has to endure the pain of death silently to spend it, it will be a long and cruel time!

“…ah…kill……kill me…”

"Sorry, that's an unfulfilled contract."

Ignoring the faint begging sound at his feet, the man named "Magic Slayer" turned around and walked calmly towards the exit of the room, answering in a cold voice. The cigarette between his fingers was randomly thrown into a pool of blood. The color of the flame was soaked in blood and slowly extinguished, just like the gradually disappearing fire of life in Kenes.

"Maiya, now...go back to the hotel!"

"Yes, Kiritsu!"

Boom boom boom boom ~

As if a beast was roaring, a motorcycle that looked full of power was driving rapidly on the road, showing various incredible movements under the perfect control of the knight. But what was even more shocking was that the one who controlled the violent beast was just a pretty petite girl. Her solemn and serious face was full of anxiety, and her quicksand-sanded blonde hair simply tied into a boudoir tail, flying in the wind. The surrounding scenery quickly pulled into blurred lines, then retreated out of sight. Suddenly, a familiar building appeared in the girl's pupils, triggering a bright light in the pair of emerald eyes.

arrive!

Sneak ~

The rubber tires at high speed rubbed violently with the ground, making a harsh sound. They casually released the "mount" they found casually on the road. Artoria's petite body jumped up gently, and before she could land, she turned around and rushed towards the hotel that looked a bit luxurious, and at the speed of a heroic spirit, she rushed to a room on the fourth floor in just a few breaths.

It reached out and gently buckled the locked door, but what made the girl's heart sank was that there was no sound in the door, let alone the woman's gentle response. She took a deep breath and the girl apologized in a low voice, her slender palm gently pressed on the door lock. Without any force, the locked wooden door shattered and fell down under the surge of magic. She hurried two steps to walk into the room. The situation that came into view made the girl's pupils suddenly shrink-

The magic circle depicted on the ground was as usual, but the lying flat "princess" had disappeared. The proven advice made the "knight's heart tighten and burst into tears.

"Saber, do you know Alice Phil's true identity?" said the black-haired hero on the broken battlefield.

(Thanks to March, the rewards from the Primitive Great Heavenly Lord and the monthly tickets for love aria, thank you~)
Chapter completed!