Dongmu City, mountain road.

"Take it—"

In this quiet night, the sound produced by the car's tires rubbing violently with the hovering mountain road can be heard clearly even at the foot of the mountain.[]

"Take it—"

The second friction sound came to mind. If the person who listened to was an expert in cars, he could hear that the two sounds were not made by the same car. Next, the person could imagine a series of stories. For example, a delivery truck in a tofu shop was competing with others, and for example, 007 Bond was playing some police catching thieves or thieves catching policemen.

No matter whether there is such a person or not, no matter what others think, the two people who are racing in the real sense do not have so much leisure and even confusion. Kuyu Wuya is still unable to determine who the person behind is driving after them. Many possibilities suddenly emerged in her heart. Although she could not determine who it was, she hoped from the bottom of her heart that that person was not Yanfeng Kirei.

As the saying goes, "Whatever you are afraid of?" The one who sat in the car behind was chasing Yuu Yuya with skillful drifting skills was Yanfeng Kirei. In fact, Yanfeng Kirei himself didn't know why he was chasing the car in front of him. He just saw the moment when Alice Fil and Kireiki Emiya exchanged eyes on the bridge just now, and then a voice from the bottom of his heart urged him to understand the relationship between Alice Fil and Kireiki Emiya. Kirei was very confused. He always believed that he and Kireiki Emiya were the same person, and people like them should not appear, like Alice Fil, who believed in each other from the heart. If Kireiki Emiya could finally find his own redemption, then could he also find his own redemption?

The two sides of the pursuit were still galloping on this not-too-wide mountain road. Fortunately, it was at night that they did not encounter other vehicles passing by. Kuyu Wuya had long given up her plan to rest in Kiritsugu's new house in Emiya, and was now running all the way to Einzberen's castle, hoping to use the defensive barrier there to block the pursuit's pace.

Yuyu Wuya felt more and more that it was Yoofeng Kirei who was chasing him. It was obviously such a stimulating pursuit. After so long, even Yuyu Wuya began to make some painless mistakes, and the car would rub against the guardrail on the side of the road. However, the car behind it showed no signs. Whether Yuyu Wuya accelerated or deliberately slowed down and hit the other party, the other party could deal with it calmly, never made any mistakes, and no excellence. The handling of various situations was like textbooks, following the rules, never making mistakes, and never wanting to change.

Yuu Wuya was unable to get rid of Yanfeng Kirei, and Yuu Kirei was unable to catch up with Yuu Wuya. It didn't take long before the forest in front of Einzberen Castle appeared in front of him.

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"boom!"

This extremely brilliant firework was not created by the burning of metal, nor was it set off to celebrate something festive. This explosion that is even more brilliant than ordinary fireworks, is the ride

After getting tired of the game of cat catching mice, I used the Shenwei wheel to crash into a desperate situation

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The traces left by the ark. The explosion occurred directly above the bridge. Watching all this on the bridge, Webber did not expect some fragments that were dodged. He just wanted to know what his king was like, and whether the golden enemy had been ridden

Crushed.

Today is destined to disappoint Webber, the golden a

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He landed on the bridge deck first and looked ahead with disdain.

Just as disappointment appeared in Weber's eyes, a huge figure fell in front of him. Unlike a

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It's so light and natural,

The impact of the impact on the bridge deck almost made Weber sit on the ground.

"King..." Webber's words were not finished, and he could not finish them.

It doesn't look like a king now. The red cloak was almost completely destroyed, and only the little bit closest to the shoulder was still fluttering in the wind. The conceptual arming of the whole body changed from red to burning black and dusty gray. Only by looking closely can you see a little of the original red background.

Seeing this scene, Weber knew that his king had no chance of winning.

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As if he knew this, he slowly took out the sword from the scabbard, and without turning his head, he said directly to Weber.

"Weber, showing that the dream is the task of being the king. It is your task of witnessing the end of the dream and passing it on forever to the future generations."

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Another charge began. This time, it was the only one who charge.

I also knew that I had almost no hope of winning, but I still rushed over without hesitation.

"Life, Weber. Witness all this, pass on the way of survival as king, and the heroic posture of Iskandal's speeding."

He yelled like this while stepping forward.

"Yes!" Weber used all his strength, but his words were still so light that they could hardly be heard.

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The charge must be fruitless and must be tragic.

He was locked by the Sky Lock even before he could reach half the distance.

"——Have you woke up from your dream, Conquer King?" a

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Asked so.

"Yes, this expedition also made me feel excited..." ride

Answer so.

"The Conquer King, I will accept your challenge at any time." At this last moment, a

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Gived a ride

The supreme praise - the heartfelt compliment.

"Swish." A sword penetrated through the chest, ending all this.

The expedition ended.

Not far away, Weber, who imprinted all this into his eyes intently, could assert that this heavy and long period of time could match his life.

A gold

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He stared at Webber with his cruel bloody eyes and slowly approached. He must not move his eyes away. Although his body could not move due to fear, he still knew this. As long as he looked away, his life would be gone.

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Standing in front of the boy who was trembling but firmly looking at him, he asked in a voice without any emotion.

"Boy, you're a ride

The master

Is it?"

I thought it was impossible to make a sound in my throat, but when asked about my relationship with "him", the stiff bond was instantly untied. Weber shook his head and replied in a hoarse voice.

"No. I am—the man's subordinate."

"Um?"

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He narrowed his eyes and looked Weber carefully from head to toe. Only then did he realize that he did not emit the aura of a spell.

"—This is it. But boy, if you are a true loyal minister, shouldn't you avenge the dead king?"

Regarding the second question, Weber also expressed his sincerity in an incredibly calm voice.

“…If I challenge you, I will die.”

"Of course."

"I can't do that. The king gave the order to 'live'."

Yes - he cannot die. As long as the king's last words still echo in his heart, Weber will do everything possible to escape from this desperate dilemma. Even if the enemy's se

The vant was right in front of him, and he had no self-defense skills, and his situation was so desperate that everything was over. But he could never give up. He could never trample on the oath at that time.

In a sense, the torment that Weber suffered at this moment was much more cruel and painful than his optimism of accepting his fate.

Faced with the inescapable death, the boy's body was trembling involuntarily, but the stubborn look told his unyielding. Gilgamesh silently looked down at his weak body and nodded gently.

"Loyalty is the righteousness. Don't be ashamed of his efforts."

The other party is not a master

, but a harmless hybrid of individuals and animals. There is no need to take action anymore. This is the decision of being a king.

The golden hero twisted his heels and floated away. Weber could only watch him go away silently. Until the figure completely disappeared from his vision, the cool breeze blew across the river, sweeping away the long-tight battlefield air, the boy finally realized that he was left alone in the quiet night and everything was over.

The miracle that survived made his knees tremble again.

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Before changing his mind, he really planned to kill Weber. The murderous aura, which was as natural as breathing, had already declared this fact in silence. If Weber looked away, collapsed on the ground or hesitated a little while answering, he had already been killed.

Although he only saved a little life, this is also a kind of affirmation of the hero king of him. Dare to face fear and be able to save a life is itself a battle and a victory. It is the result of Weber Wilvet's first battle alone.

This was an ugly and insignificant battle, and it had nothing to do with heroism. It could neither make anyone surrender nor capture anything. He survived the dilemma, and that's all.

But Weber was still very happy and took pride in it. At that time, in that case, he could get the unexpected result. Only Weber could understand the preciousness of it. No matter how badly he was in the eyes of others, he had no reason to be ashamed of it.

He obeyed the king's orders, witnessed everything, and survived.

This battle belongs only to him. Although he overcomes the difficulties alone, no one notices this and no one praises him.

But is this fact cruel - no, never.

When it comes to praise, he has just obtained the words. The greatest king in the world has recognized him, promoted him, and listed him as one of his subordinates.

It's just to reverse the order of things.

He has even won the praises from the distant future. He only needs to spend the rest of his life and achieve merits commendable with the praise.

Yes. At that time, because of that sentence, he was no longer lonely.

The moment he understood this, his years as a teenager ended.

Then for the first time he knew that tears can sometimes burst out from the eyes without the chance of humiliation and regret.

At this moment, on the empty bridge, Weber Wilvet looked down at the dark river, letting tears wet his cheeks.

It was hot and cool, the man's tears.
Chapter completed!