The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 148 Minai: It Doesn't Matter, I Will Shot
Even though the body of a Servant has a strange feeling of rusty muscles and bones, since he answered the call, he has nothing to do. Menechel, who has been completely lying in the castle for a whole day, can't wait after hearing the news about the battle. He quickly rushed to the hall of Yugdomilea, where he answered the call.

It's just that the current combat situation is different from Menechel's imagination.

Counting the Master, a dozen people foolishly gathered around a one-eyed familiar to watch the screen projected from the one-eyed familiar.

So stupid.

"Hey, Gord." Menechel lowered his voice and said to his side, who was watching the "live broadcast" wholeheartedly: Why is it so troublesome, if you really find the enemy's traces, just ask me to destroy the opponent? "

Gold was blocked from seeing by Menechel who turned back suddenly, he immediately put his feet up in a hurry not to miss any information, as if he was the one who was about to go to the battlefield.

Pretending that the battle had not yet started, he took the time to refute his servants: "Send Saber rashly without knowing the enemy's strength, what if this is an enemy's trap?"

"Stop joking, there is no way I will lose." Menechel's tone was taken for granted.

"Then watch carefully! It is said that the locked enemy is your opponent."

"The Saber from the red side?"

Menechel indifferently turned his gaze back, and gave Gold a good movie-watching experience again.Although he didn't pay much attention to it, he suddenly thought of Gao Wen and Kai. These two people should have sword-level adaptability, and he didn't know if they could meet.

A different picture finally appeared on the originally quiet street during the pondering period. Two figures appeared in the shaking camera, small and blurred, and even the gender was hard to distinguish.

Menechel looked at Caster with disgust, he didn't see Caster's expression through the mask, he only heard Caster cough lightly as if trying to cover up and explained: "Red Saber is very vigilant, I will fight when she fights." Bring the golem closer."

Menechel was a little overwhelmed by Caster's sudden sincerity, he nodded and quickly faced the screen.

But soon, Menechel didn't have the leisure to pay attention to whether Caster was embarrassed. As Caster moved closer to the camera, Menechel also stared. The familiar face seemed to make my heart skip a beat.

——Artoria?

Blinking his eyes and looking at the projection screen a few more times, Menechel quickly denied his guess just now.

Although the facial features were almost identical, Artoria never showed such an insolent expression.

Thinking of this, Menechel's complexion not only did not improve but became even uglier.

Menechel's abnormality did not attract the attention of the people around, they all cast their eyes on the red Saber who quickly entered the fighting state, until the red Saber was covered with a layer of red and white heavy armor.

Immediately, everyone's eyes focused on Menechel, staring at his knight armor, which was almost identical to the red Saber in the picture except for the model. Among the crowd, Gold's gaze was the hottest. He observed Menechel yesterday. He has owned Er's sword for a long time, so he can be sure that even the appearance of the sword is somewhat similar between the two Sabers.

Facing everyone's eyes, Menechel shrugged his shoulders without hiding it: "Well, if I'm not wrong, it should be Mordred, of course, I'm not very sure, after all, the last time I saw She wasn't half my age when she got there."

His spirit base state was still at a young age, and his memory of Mordred was only vague and unreal like a dream.But it's almost the same. That wild fighting style, the pure killing technique that discards all the gorgeous skills of swordsmanship, is quite in his style.

"Then put your real name aside, Saber, what are your chances of winning against the red Saber?"

"There is no possibility of failure at all." The red thunder overflowed along Menechel's armor. This extravagant and wasteful behavior made Gold's face turn pale, but Minechel ignored Gold. , he looked at Lancer who just asked the question, his eyes were eager to try: "I'm going out for a trip."

He planned to meet his future disciple, to see how much swordsmanship she had learned.

"Can't help but get ready to fight?" Lancer chuckled lightly, ignoring Menechel's self-assertive speech, and shook his head: "This is not the best choice, you rush there now to get rid of the demons all over the ground." Occasionally found nothing."

"There will be no puppets either, they will disintegrate automatically." Caster added at the right time.

"But I don't have that position to prevent you from going out. I just hope that you can bring Ruler back when you go out. She is now on the outskirts of Tulipas."

"Look... find someone..." The confident smile on Menechel's face froze, his eyes dodged around: "But I guess I can only find nothing in the past."

"Caster will find Ruler for you." Danik took over Lancer's words, and he walked to Gold's side: "As for the means of transportation, Gold, the modern machinery prepared by Yogg Domirea will be handed over to you. You have chosen."

Gould glanced at Menechel, and his servant didn't seem to show any impatience because of the agreement with him yesterday, which made Gould heaved a sigh of relief, he puffed out his chest and accepted Dar Nick's proposal.

But soon, Gold regretted his decision.

When he saw Saber staring at a motorcycle, he vaguely realized that something was wrong.

So Gold immediately puffed up his stomach and stepped onto the back seat of the car, pretended to try to sit a few times, and then vetoed with dissatisfaction: "It's a pity that this car is too small, and it will definitely not fit if you bring Ruler—and According to Caster's video, it seems to be a girl."

It's really not suitable for women to sit in his back seat.Menechel still said unceremoniously after thinking about it: "What, do you want to go with me?"

Hearing Minechel's disgusting words, Gould clenched his fists angrily, but before he had an attack, he saw that Minechel had already looked away from the motorcycle.

Gold breathed a sigh of relief. Although he is the endorser of Yugdomireya's access to modern technology, he really can't ride a motorcycle.

"Then use this."

Gould looked at the car that Menechel pointed at, and nodded in agreement—he could drive this thing.

"Then get in the car."

Menechel opened the door of the driver's seat and sat in unceremoniously. He learned to lower the car window according to the knowledge passed on by the Holy Grail in his brain, poked his head out to look at Gold and urged, "Hurry up."

"You, are you coming?"

"Be proud, you are the first person to ride in my car."

Gold was still a little hesitant, although he hadn't studied for long, but compared to an ancient man, Gold was more willing to trust himself and his coach.

"Do you know?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm a knight! Do knights understand? Those with riding skills."

Gold remembered Saber's panel, it seemed that he really had such an ability, he gritted his teeth and believed the Holy Grail's judgment and got into the back seat of the car.

　The body has not fully recovered, so the update cannot be too frequent
　　
　
(End of this chapter)